Samir was clearly not satisfied with this answer.
But Song Heping didn't give him the chance to continue questioning, and instructed: "Samir, what you need to do now is to imdiately go down to your forces and implent the precautionary asures, rather than seeking an answer from . I will tell you when I have one."
"Yes, Boss."
Samir could only turn and leave helplessly.
After he left, Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask, "Old squad leader, we shouldn't just passively defend, we should take the initiative to strike! It's not hard to find the 1515 people, many of them are not locals..."
"I know."
Song Heping interrupted Jiang Feng expressionlessly.
He looked at the doorway, and once certain that no one was there, he walked to the window, gazing at the Hulmatu street outside, where the ruins were being cleared and signs of life were gradually returning.
"The existence of 1515, especially the kind that continuously causes trouble, isn't entirely bad for us."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng displayed a sowhat astonished expression.
Song Heping turned around, his gaze sharp: "Think about what Colonel Kote in the Baghdad Green Zone is doing now. We have taken Mosul, and are soon about to engulf Titrick, rapidly expanding our sphere of influence. How will Kote and those behind him think? Will they sincerely cheer for us? No, they will only feel fear, feel threatened. They will try everything possible to hinder us, divide us, even seize our command and take over our territory."
He sneered: "But, what if 'Desert Scorpion' continues its activities? What if the security situation in Mosul, Hulmatu, and even future Titrick remains severe, with the shadow of terrorist attacks never dissipating?"
Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, seemingly understanding sothing: "You an... we need to make Colonel Kote, and the Baghdad side clearly recognize that this region cannot do without us? Can't do without your leadership and our team's defense?"
"That's right."
Song Heping affird, "A completely peaceful Northwest is dangerous for us because 'when the hunting bird is finished, the hunting bow is stored.' Only a Northwest with a persistent but controllable low-intensity threat can highlight our irreplaceable value. The existence of the 1515 'bandit' is precisely the best bargaining chip for our 'self-weight.' As long as they don't form a large-scale insurgency, don't threaten our core control areas and logistics lines, then their sporadic activities, to so extent, are helping us prove to Baghdad—this place cannot do without us!"
This is Song Heping's strategy of "raising bandits for self-weight."
It's not about raising a tiger to be afflicted, but about incorporating the remaining enemy forces into his strategic ga plan, transforming their negative impact into political capital favorable to himself.
This is a perilous move, requiring extrely high control and a sense of proportion, but unquestionably, it's the choice that best aligns with his group's interests under the current complex situation.
"Of course."
Song Heping's tone turned cold: "'Raising' doesn't an indulgence. What we need to control is the 'frequency' and 'scale' of the attacks, while tightening the identification of captives, especially those mid-to-low-level officers and local personnel, using the information they provide to excavate as much of the 'Scorpion's' nest and communication lines as possible, first master their network, and then at the appropriate ti, eliminate so key nodes but not completely destroy them."
He looked at Jiang Feng, speaking very seriously: "We are a Defense Company; rember, a 1515 that is neither dead nor alive best suits our interests."
"Understood!"
Jiang Feng replied softly, his eyes filled with a sense of understanding.
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