Chapter 1357 My Words Still Hold True

Just when Li Jing called Amei Baba, he was facing the same problem in the big office in Jilongpo.

The wrinkles on the old man's face shook. He put down the telegram in his hand, looked at Mahathir sitting opposite, and asked, "What do you think?"

Mahathir bowed slightly: "Sir, this matter... is beyond my expectations. I'm very sorry that my mind is confused. At this critical moment, the Guo family needs your wisdom."

The old man gave a noncommittal "hmm", feeling very satisfied with Mahathir's response. What he wanted at this time was not advice but attitude.

He wants to make sure Mahathir is not drifting.

Now it seems that the young man in front of him is still very measured, which makes the old man very satisfied.

After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "You are familiar with that place, so you should go negotiate and tell Kuching that we can send 3,000 people, and then Petania, Yala, and Nalati will be ours."

Mahathir frowned slightly, and he was dissatisfied with the conditions offered by the old man. Three thousand people wanted to exchange the chassis of three houses. The price might not be easy to negotiate.

Although it was Du Fei who took the initiative to form the Nanyang Weihe Force this time, this was not a help in time, but the icing on the cake.

The overall situation has been decided on their side, so calling them together is just a name.

But when the words came to his lips, Mahathir swallowed them back and suddenly realized such a simple truth. Doesn't the old man in front of him who holds the highest power in Malay know?

Obviously it's impossible, but he still mentioned it like this. What does this mean?

Mahathir couldn't figure out the context for a moment. In this situation, it is most taboo to make rash statements. The wisest thing now is to shut up and follow the leader.

After the old man finished speaking, he explained a few more words before waving his hand to let Mahathir go out.

Meanwhile, back to Bangkok.

Pumi Beng's face was gloomy, and he was pacing back and forth in the room, thinking about the current situation, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Suddenly he stopped, made some determination, and said loudly to the outside: "Come here, change my uniform for me, I'm going to Soka Military Camp!"

Pumi Beng wanted to see what was happening over at Munado. He couldn't afford to wait now. The longer he waited, the more he felt that a dark cloud was shrouding his head.

Why hasn't there been any movement until now? And the confidants he sent there also seemed to have disappeared.

In fact, when this happened, Pumi Beng already knew in his heart that the situation must be bad, but he didn't want to admit it and wanted to fight for it in the end.

If he loses the link of Munado, he will completely lose this game of chess, and he cannot lose!

Furthermore, Pumi Beng couldn't figure out what could happen to Munado.

Thanong is already dead, and they still have internal agents at Sokha Military Camp. With Mu Naduo's qualifications and his endorsement, I really can't think of any accidents.

Therefore, although Pumi Beng intellectually realized that something was wrong, there was a voice in his head telling him that it was time to decisively stop losses.

According to the current situation, there must be a strong external force involved, and this factor is enough to change many things.

But he had no choice. Now he was investing a lot of energy and resources in planning step by step.

The cost of silence caused by these investments weighed on him, leaving him with no choice.

If he failed to succeed, both he and the Siamese royal family would suffer heavy losses.

By this time, Pumi Beng was a little red-eyed, and he was unwilling to fail.

And once he failed this time, he didn't know if he would have another chance in the future.

Especially this time, extraordinary means were used to kill other farmers, which was quite taboo.

If he succeeds in the end, the winner does not have to accept blame.

But if it fails, the prestige and reputation of the royal family will be irreparably damaged, which Pumi Beng cannot accept.

With a serious expression, he put on his military uniform under the service of his servants, looked in the mirror, hesitated, and took off his eyes.

He needs majesty now, and does not need his eyes to hide his sharpness.

Pumi made up his mind, took a deep breath and was about to walk out, but at this moment the phone on his desk rang rapidly.

Pumi Beng frowned irritably and deliberately ignored it, but after thinking about it, he walked over and picked it up.

"Hello~" He just responded, and the phone immediately came with jabbering English: "Hey! What's going on? My King, you promised me that there will never be any accidents. What's going on now? What's going on..."

There was a burst of extremely fast speech on the phone, and Pumi Beng could even imagine that if it weren't for the phone, the other party's spit would be sprayed on his face.

In Siam, even the original Thanong would not dare to talk to him like this.

Only Americans dare to do this. The other person is America's great history in Bangkok and is also Pumi Beng's middle school classmate in America.

Taking a deep breath, no one has spoken to him like this for a long time after returning to China.

But Pumi Beng couldn't have an attack. Facing America, he was not qualified, even though he was the king.

"Sorry Jack~" Pumi Beng adjusted his mood: "I didn't expect it to be like this. But please believe me, the situation is still under our control. And, did you see it just now? Those transport planes, they are seizing Bangkok's airport. , someone in the Junzheng government has colluded with the Speed ​​Alliance people, Jack, we must fight together now to defeat the common enemy."

In fact, Pumi Beng had no idea where those transport planes came from, but that didn't matter.

Now, no matter who the other party is, it is definitely right to put the blame on Moscow first. Only in this way can America be so excited that she is willing to help him with money and effort.

However, this time, Pumibang made a wrong calculation.

Because Du Fei had already informed America in advance.

From the beginning, Du Fei knew very well that if he wanted to carry out large-scale operations in Nanyang, America would be an unavoidable existence and must obtain the other party's understanding.

This is not a question of position, but a consideration based on strength and current situation.

Pumibang did not know this situation and was still trying to use Sulian to gain America's support.

In fact, even if Du Fei did not reach an agreement with America in advance, Pumibang could not deceive the other party.

He missed America's filial sons and grandsons. Before this, America's people in Lijiapo had received Li Jing's report.

Du Fei reached an agreement with America, but his words were rather vague. He only said that Siam would be punished, but did not say how to punish it, let alone the large-scale use of transport aircraft.

Li Jing's report was quite detailed, and he also added some of his analysis and speculation.

The staff of America in Lijiapo happened to be from the same faction as Jack Dashi of Siam. Knowing that the situation was important, they immediately passed it on.

"Your Majesty, I am really disappointed that you said that." Jack Dashi simply told us the whole situation, and finally said: "There was no so-called quick contact person from the beginning. Only Du Fei planned this action, and he informed us in advance."

Pumibeng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes while holding the telephone receiver.

America actually knew about this matter in advance!

There was no news on his side. Does this mean...

Suddenly, Pumibeng didn't dare to think about it.

The other end of the phone continued: "I mentioned to you last time that you should not provoke Du Fei. This person is not easy to provoke..."

Pumibeng couldn't hear the words at the end. His mind was muddled, and he even forgot how he hung up the phone in the end.

He couldn't figure out why it turned out like this.

On the other end of the phone, Jack Dashi hung up the phone and curled his lips. He could only say haha ​​to this self-righteous classmate.

He immediately picked up the phone again: "Hello, have you contacted Du Fei?...Okay, I know...Okay, I'll go now."

After hanging up the phone again, Jack left the office and drove to the airport with two followers.

Just now, his people had contacted Du Fei and confirmed that Du Fei himself was at Bangkok Airport.

Half an hour later, Jack's Cadillac appeared outside the airport.

The battle here is over. The Siamese army that besieged the airport before collapsed completely after the second wave of reinforcements arrived.

Before, facing the powerful special assault battalion, they still had a numerical advantage.

But with the arrival of more than 2,000 reinforcements, this numerical advantage was instantly wiped out, and Gu Dan made a radio speech at the Suka military camp, calling on all soldiers to obey orders and defend the legitimacy of the military government.

In this case, the people besieging the airport are even less willing to fight, and the important fulcrums around the airport have been taken by Du Fei's people.

When Jack arrived, he saw the second batch of transport fleets starting to take off and return.

He saw planes taking off and circling in the air, and then three of them formed a formation heading south, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Jack frowned. Although this kind of transport plane was not very large for America, and only used two turboprop engines, the number and the effect of its use were still quite amazing.

Directly attacking at ultra-low altitude, suddenly taking over the airport and carrying out tactical delivery when the target had no reaction.

At least from the results, Du Fei's action this time was textbook-level.

After verifying his identity, Jack's car drove into the airport.

At this time, Du Fei and Eagle were still in the terminal.

Jack got out of the car and looked at the Yun-8 lined up on the runway not far away, ready to taxi and take off, and he subconsciously clicked his tongue.

He had only seen this kind of large-scale fleet in America and Sulian before, but he didn't expect that Huaguo also had it now.

Although this kind of aircraft is only entry-level among strategic transport aircraft, whether it exists is one thing, and whether it is good is another.

More importantly, these planes are nominally civilian planes. Du Fei had told them before that they had requisitioned the fruit company's planes for transporting fruit, which led to this action.

After collecting his thoughts, Jack walked into the terminal.

Du Fei knew he was coming, so he waited on the first floor and said with a smile: "Mr. Morrison, nice to meet you~"

Jack's last name was Morrison, and he also smiled: "Mr. Du, I have admired you for a long time, and I heard Walker mention you a long time ago."

Du Fei knew that Jack Morrison and Walker Bushi were schoolmates and Boy Scouts, and they had a very close relationship.

The two greeted each other and hugged, starting with Bushi, and then talking about business.

Jack asked: "Du, your action this time is really amazing!"

Du Fei looked helpless: "Jack, do you think I am willing? Do you know how many US dollars I will lose every day by requisitioning these planes! If it weren't for the repeated provocations of that guy Pumibang, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to him."

Jack smiled awkwardly, not knowing how much Du Fei's words were true.

However, he also knew that it was indeed Pumi Bong who took the initiative to provoke this time, and now it is not so important to talk about it now, what the reason is and who is responsible.

The question now is what Du Fei will do next and how far he will go.

And facing Du Fei, Jack can only show a gentle attitude.

If facing other people, generally speaking, no one in Southeast Asia can make him so friendly.

But Du Fei is different. Now his faction still relies on Du Fei to supply materials to plug the big black hole in South Vietnam.

As the old saying goes, if you take someone's hand, you will be short. If you take someone's hand, you will be short. Standing in his position, he can't be tough anyway.

Regarding Jack's question, Du Fei knew that this was also a concern behind Jack, including Jiao Zhi Bu Shi.

Du Fei also didn't want them to make any misjudgments, and said seriously: "Jack, I promised Jiao Zhi before that I would not touch an inch of Siamese land. I said so at the time, and I still have this attitude now. Please rest assured about this."

Jack secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Du Fei's attitude was really good news.

If Du Fei's appetite was too big, he really didn't know how to explain it.

But he was not sure whether this promise was perfunctory or true. His thoughts were racing in his mind, and he was thinking about how to word it.

Du Fei continued, "By the way, I have formed a Nanyang peacekeeping force. You should have heard about it~"

Du Fei sent a telegram to Subian and the others, and he did not intend to hide the news.

Jack nodded, a little surprised that Du Fei suddenly mentioned this matter.

Du Fei said, "I think it is necessary to form a peacekeeping force in Nanyang with the participation of all parties in order to maintain regional peace. In this regard, I think America is very experienced. I hope you can send an observer team to join our peacekeeping force to provide more advanced peacekeeping experience."

Jack's eyes lit up. Although the Great History of Siam was only a marginal figure in their foreign teacher system, it did not mean that Jack was not capable. He just did not have enough resources.

Just by listening to Du Fei's words, he keenly captured the huge benefits brought to him by this matter.

This is the credit that Du Fei gave to him.

In the future, his performance report will be added with a strong stroke of ink.

Faced with the sudden severe situation, Jack Morrison remained calm and maintained America's authority and interests in the region, and effectively used foreign teachers to suppress the situation within a controllable range.

The observer team sent by Du Fei may be an important asset for his next promotion or future selection of parliamentarians.

He couldn't help but look at Du Fei, and Du Fei smiled meaningfully: "Jack, I am a good friend of Jiao Zhi and Walker, and I hope we can do the same. I respect America's status as the leader of the democratic world and respect your rights in every corner of the world. As my friend, I will also return the favor, don't you think?"

Jack immediately agreed: "Of course, it's a pity that there is no whiskey here, otherwise we can have a drink for our friendship."

Duffy smiled and said it was a pity, and the atmosphere between the two became more harmonious.

Jack couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder Bushi and his son were willing to deal with Du Fei and take the initiative to bring benefits to them. It was really comfortable.

But he also knew that Du Fei did not suffer any loss in the whole thing.

Not only did he not suffer any loss, but he also got a great advantage.

On the surface, America's dispatch of observers was equivalent to infiltrating the Nanyang Weihe Force.

But from another perspective, the addition of observers is not an acknowledgment of the legitimacy of the Nanyang Weihe Force mechanism.

Once there is a thing, there will be another. With the title of Weihe Force, Du Fei's actions in Siam are more justified.

With a precedent, he can follow suit next time and continue to use the title of Nanyang Weihe Force.

If the same thing is just a conflict between Kuching and Bangkok, it is easy to be identified as a fight between the two sides.

But with the title of Weihe Force, it is different. Now Du Fei has transformed from an athlete to a referee, and a referee with obvious bias. Just ask Pumi Bong how can you win.

After meeting with America Dashi, the overall situation is basically determined.

In less than five hours, Yajiada, Lijiapo, and Jilongpo successively announced through official media that they joined the Weihe Force.

According to the principle of fairness and justice, the command of the Weihe Force is rotated by various countries, and the first commander is Eagle.

However, there is no fixed term for the commander's term, nor does it say who will take the next turn. In fact, everyone knows that taking turns to be the commander is just to make everyone look good. Whoever has the bigger fist and the more people will be sent out, but there is no idea in their hearts.

However, although Du Fei has arranged everything, the chaos in Siam has just begun.

First of all, there are the Progressive Party guerrillas in the north. The chaos in Bangkok will not affect their attack to the south.

Then there is the revenge of Gu Dan and Pu Mi Bong for killing their father. If one of them does not die, none of them can get over this hurdle.

In the afternoon, Gu Dan came to Du Fei.

After a few hours, with the help of the Bayujiang Army and the elite troops of the Sokha Camp, Gu Dan controlled more than half of the urban area of ​​Bangkok and obtained the support of at least half of his father's old subordinates.

This made him think that he had some bargaining chips and was ready to talk to Du Fei.

During this period, he received statements issued by Yajiada, Lijiapo, and Jilongpo one after another, and knew that Du Fei had established the Nanyang Weihe Army.

This made Gu Dan even more confused about Du Fei's thoughts. What was Du Fei trying to do by involving all these people?

Gu Dan, wearing a military uniform, sat in the armored vehicle, thinking constantly in his mind.

This time when he came out of the Sokha military camp, for safety, he brought more than 300 people with him, including two tanks in addition to armored vehicles.

It was not to guard against Du Fei, but to fear someone's plot.

It had not been a few days since He Nong's death.

The convoy was on the road, not far from the airport, when suddenly there was a noise on the intercom, followed by someone saying: "Commander, look at the sky!"

In the Sokha military camp, Gu Dan officially succeeded his father as the commander-in-chief of the Siamese Kingdom Army.

Gu Dan's heart trembled, and he immediately stood up, pushed open the hatch on the top of the armored vehicle and looked up.

I saw the outlines of several planes appearing in the distance in the south, and soon they flew towards the airport. The follow-up was continuous, with a total of 24 planes in eight formations.

They passed over the convoy and landed at the airport in an orderly manner.

Just now at the Sokha military camp, Gu Dan sent someone to find information and learned that this military transport aircraft was the latest Yun-8 medium-sized transport aircraft developed by Huaguo.

The maximum load of the aircraft is more than 20 tons, and it can transport at least 100 fully armed soldiers, or a light armored vehicle, plus several soldiers each time.

In other words, if all infantrymen are airdropped in this wave, there will be 2,500 people.

This is already the third batch. Gu Dan calculated that Du Fei already has more than 6,000 troops.

Although the number of people on paper is not as large as his, Du Fei's more than 6,000 people are all elites who can fight. Except for the 3,000 people in the Suka military camp, Gu Dan's men are more like a collection of feathers and dusters. It is hard to say how much combat effectiveness they have if they really fight.

Moreover, Du Fei's planes are still transporting people here continuously. There are two fleets in total, nearly 50 planes, and 5,000 people can be delivered in one round trip.

Faced with the complex and treacherous situation, Gu Dan couldn't help but let out a long breath...

Ten minutes later, the convoy arrived at the airport.

Most of the armed personnel were blocked outside, and only Gu Dan was allowed to go in with a dozen people.

After the meeting, Du Fei's attitude did not change at all. He came up and gave Gu Dan a hug.

Gu Dan was full of gratitude, and did not mention Du Fei's concealment of his second wave of transport fleet, nor did he mention the Nanyang Weihe troops, as if there was no such thing.

He only mentioned one condition, that is, he hoped that Du Fei would not stop him from taking revenge, and he was willing to pay any price.

In fact, Gu Dan said this, basically he wanted to see Du Fei's attitude.

Du Fei's expedition to Siam this time clearly showed that he had great ambitions.

It must be easier to invite a god than to send him away.

Gu Dan simply retreated to advance. As long as I can get revenge, I will give you everything. Just tell me what you want~

Du Fei heard this and said with a smile: "Gu Dan, I said in Kuching that we are not only partners, but also friends. Why do you think I want to stop you from taking revenge? What's the benefit of me stopping you from killing Pumi Bong?"

Gu Dan was stunned. He didn't expect Du Fei to have this attitude.

In fact, Du Fei certainly has many benefits to keep Pumi Bong. At least with this shield, there will be less resistance to controlling Siam in the future.

But Du Fei doesn't care. He has never thought about directly managing this place.

It was almost the same a hundred years ago, but it is unrealistic now.

Instead of wasting time and effort, it is better to get the real benefits.

From this perspective, the existence of the original king and the royal family is not good.

Only by getting rid of them can the inherent order here be completely disrupted, and then a new order can be established to obtain the maximum benefit.

Thinking of this, Gu Dan swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

Du Fei reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Do you remember what I told Eagle to meet your father?"

Gu Dan's heart trembled. How could he not remember.

Du Fei continued: "Although your father is gone, my words are still valid for you." Du Fei's eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of the palace: "The Quelik Dynasty has ruled Siam for long enough."

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