Chapter 1480 Assassination

Chapter 1482 Assassination

In Saigon, Wu Chunsheng rushed into Wu Ting's office.

"Father..."

Wu Ting frowned: "What's the matter? You're so impatient."

Wu Chunsheng slowed down his pace a little, but he couldn't hide his excitement: "Father, I just received news that Li Zhu... is dead!"

Wu Ting was stunned: "Impossible, that guy is very tough and won't die easily."

Wu Chunsheng said disapprovingly: "Our people sent back accurate news that Li Zhu vomited blood and had a stroke. He was secretly sent to the hospital. It was just confirmed half an hour ago that his vital signs have disappeared."

Wu Ting still didn't believe it, but his son's solemn oath made him hesitate.

Is he really dead?

But he didn't notice that a strange color flashed in Wu Chunsheng's eyes.

Wu Chunsheng said: "Father, this is an opportunity~"

Wu Ting raised his eyebrows and instantly understood what his son meant. He couldn't help but frown and fell into deep thought.

Wu Chunsheng continued to persuade him: "Father, Hanoi is leaderless. With your prestige, as long as you raise your arm and march north, you will definitely be able to reunite the Guo family..."

Wu Ting lowered his eyes, his eyes were extremely deep, and his brain quickly analyzed the current situation.

Seeing that he had not said anything for a long time, Wu Chunsheng said anxiously: "Father! For the sake of the country, please make a decision early! If you miss this opportunity, once Hanoi stabilizes, the price you pay for fighting again will be too high."

Wu Ting was unmoved: "Why are you anxious! Fighting is not a child's play, just fight when you say it."

Wu Chunsheng was scolded and immediately dared not say more.

Wu Ting waved his hand and motioned him to go out.

Wu Chunsheng had no choice but to retreat.

Coming down from upstairs, two people in military uniforms immediately greeted him at the stairs.

One of them asked: "Chunsheng, what did the chief say?"

Wu Chunsheng shook his head helplessly: "Father is still considering it. He doesn't believe that Li Zhu is dead. He won't act rashly without accurate information."

The two people opposite frowned and looked at each other, but they were not too surprised.

They have followed Wu Ting for many years and have a deep understanding of this old leader. They will not easily take action on such matters that concern the overall situation.

Once there is a certain chance of winning, they will invest all their chips and fight hard.

Obviously, the current situation is full of uncertainty, making it impossible for Wu Ting to make a decision.

…

At the same time, a short and unattractive man arrived in Saigon from Xiangjiang by passenger plane.

Originally, Saigon did not have a direct route to Xiangjiang, but since the appearance of K-8, the threshold for airlines has been greatly lowered. This cheap and durable propeller passenger plane can operate reliably in some places where the ground conditions are not so good.

The man walked down the gangway and picked his ears with his little finger.

The K-8 he took was a beggar version, without large-scale sound insulation and noise reduction. The disadvantages of propeller aircraft are loud noise and vibration, which makes people still feel "buzzing" in their ears after getting off the plane.

Following the crowd to the outside of the airport, a thin young man came up to him as soon as he reached the exit: "Comrade Wenshan?"

The unprepossessing man glanced at the young man and said indifferently: "I am Wenshan, why didn't Nguyen Chunning come?"

The young man lowered his head slightly and said with a smile: "Uncle San started to have dysentery yesterday, and he really couldn't go out, so I came." As he said that, he was about to reach out to help carry the box.

Wenshan retracted his hand and said coldly: "No, let's go~"

The young man was bored, and when he turned around, he curled his lips. Then the two of them went to the parking lot and got on a "BMW" sedan produced in Kuching.

Since Wu Ting took over the southern part of Vietnam, various industrial products in Kuching and Huaguo followed suit, ranging from large aircraft, cars, and tractors to small radios, bicycles, electric fans, and even a large thermal power plant project.

This project is operated by Jiadaili in Hong Kong, with domestic power generation equipment and Kuching providing commercial loans.

There are many similar projects in Nanyang. In order to sell more electrical appliances in Nanyang, electricity is a necessary prerequisite.

It can also drive the development of domestic power equipment on a large scale.

Although Huaguo's current generator technology is not advanced in terms of technical level, this is Southeast Asia.

No matter how advanced other generators are, they have to get out of here.

Sitting in the car, Wenshan pinched the soft leather seat.

As a person with a strong national sentiment, he didn't like Huaguo and its things, but he had to admit that this car made by Huaguo was very beautiful in both appearance and interior, even more beautiful than the cars he had seen in Europe, America and Japan.

On the contrary, Yueguo has not been able to make a decent motorcycle, let alone a car.

There were not many cars on the road, and they arrived in the city soon.

Wenshan tilted his head and looked out the window. The last time he came to Saigon was five years ago, when it was still American.

Now there are no American soldiers and jeeps running rampant on the streets.

But the large number of signs and banners with Chinese characters on the street made him feel particularly annoying.

Originally a French colony, the French promoted the Latin alphabet in Vietnam, and Chinese characters were almost no longer used around World War II.

But after Wu Ting took over the south, some Vietnamese began to use Chinese characters again under the secret "prompt" and "guidance".

Especially on shop signs, Latin letters are often spelled under huge Chinese characters.

Regarding this issue, some people in Wu Ting's faction also raised objections and even took some measures.

Immediately received a stern warning from Kuching, and part of the loan that Du Fei had promised to give was withheld.

In Du Fei's words, some guys just can't figure out the situation, and it depends on whose face they eat.

After this time, those guys learned to behave and adopt an attitude of not promoting, not blocking, and not destroying.

In just over a year, the streets of Saigon have undergone such changes. Some streets where flower merchants live are completely occupied by Chinese characters.

Those who didn’t know thought they were in Xiangjiang.

Wenshan looked away, pursed his lips slightly, and strengthened his inner decision.

South Vietnam must not be allowed to continue like this, otherwise it will not be long before this place no longer belongs to Vietnam.

In his opinion, the current situation is more terrifying than when he was colonized by Faguo.

The French are far away in Europe and have limited energy and resources to invest in Nanyang, so it is impossible to destroy Vietnam.

The flowers and fruits are nearby.

The streets of Saigon are full of Chinese characters, and people speak Chinese when they open their mouths. What is the difference between Saigon and Guangxi?

Thinking of this, Wenshan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he would never allow it!

After a while, the car stopped on the street. The young man took Wenshan out of the car, walked into an alley, and went up the stairs.

"Uncle San~" the young man called, pushed the door open and walked in.

Wenshan followed behind and looked into the room warily.

A frail middle-aged man sat on a rattan chair and smiled bitterly when he saw the two of them: "Comrade Wenshan, I'm so sorry..."

Wenshan breathed a sigh of relief, this was his real connector.

"Comrade Ruan Chunning!" He took two steps forward and shook hands with the other party.

Ruan Chunning had been pulling for two days, and now it felt as if he had lost all his bones. He had no strength at all, but the matter could not be delayed. He cheered up and said, "I have prepared everything." As he said this, he told the lean young man Give me a wink.

The young man immediately went to the back room, fumbled for a while and pulled out a long suitcase.

Ruan Chunning said: "This is America's latest m40a sniper rifle, with an effective range of 5 kilometers. After careful tuning..."

Wenshan opened the suitcase and skillfully assembled the rifle parts. Soon a sniper rifle with a length of more than 1.2 meters appeared in his hand.

After assembling it, he took it up and looked out the window, and said in a deep voice: "Help me prepare a place to test the gun. I need to understand the temperament of this gun. We only have one chance."

Ruan Chunning nodded: "Don't worry, I'm ready and can go tomorrow. But..."

Wenshan frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Ruan Chunning said: "I just got the news that the originally planned action in five days may be moved forward to the day after tomorrow. You only have one day to prepare tomorrow."

Wenshan's brows knitted into a knot, and he was so angry that he just played the piano randomly.

But he also knew that it was useless to lose his temper with Ruan Chunning, and Ruan Chunning was just a pawn.

…

Meanwhile, it's about a kilometer away.

A person affiliated with the Kuching Newspaper Bureau quickly opened the door and came to a room, whispering: "The target has been reached!"

There were two people in the room. One of them was Station Commander Wu of Saigon Station. He was a bit fat and had a kind face. No one would have thought at first glance that he could be a ruthless spy leader.

Stationmaster Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled: "It seems that Comrade Hanoi's news is correct. They really want to attack Wu Ting."

Another person in the room said: "Stationmaster, then we..."

Stationmaster Wu waved his hand: "We won't move and wait for news from home."

…

Kuching, Kingdom Hall.

After Du Fei discovered Yue Guo's situation, he immediately reported it to Zhu's father and then headed to Nanyang.

Once there is a problem with Yueguo's food and the people don't have enough to eat, there will inevitably be landslides and tsunamis.

No matter what Hanoi and Saigon think, it will be impossible to maintain the status quo.

If there is any variable, it is Mosko's attitude.

If Sulian takes action, Hanoi can still be saved.

But at present, Sulian is making every effort to open the Indo-India Ocean Channel and does not want to cause any complications.

This gave Du Fei room to maneuver.

Nowadays, only Yueguo and Luzon are left in the entire South China Sea, with America behind one and Sulian behind the other.

The Luzon side cannot be moved for the time being. Since the Spanish-American War in 1898, it has become an American colony, and it still is, but in a different form.

But on the Yueguo side, it has become useless for Moscow, and it is unwilling to continue to invest resources.

Du Fei was sitting in an office reserved for him all year round, and Eagle, who was in charge of the police clearance bureau, was reporting to him.

"According to the information we have, Li Zhu suffered a stroke and was admitted to the hospital. He is still in a coma." Eagle's face was expressionless, and he was still extremely respectful in front of Du Fei: "The central center in Hanoi is in a semi-paralyzed state. If Wu Ting takes action at this time... …”

Du Fei said: "Wu Ting? What did our intelligence analysis room say?"

Eagle said: "Intelligence expert analysis shows that with Wu Ting's character, there is a high probability that he will not act rashly without confirming Li Zhu's death."

Du Fei nodded, which was consistent with his judgment.

If it was ten years ago, he might have taken risks, but now, Wu Ting is old.

What we are facing is no longer a one-dimensional military battlefield, but a more complex and unpredictable political game.

He had already lost once before, so he naturally had to be more cautious.

Eagle added: "In addition, our people also discovered that Huang Tianhe has made some changes recently."

"Huang Tianhe?" Du Fei raised his eyebrows. He knew that this man was a powerful person in charge of internal affairs in Hanoi. He had studied abroad in Sulian in his early years and was Li Zhu's confidant.

At this time, something happened to him. What did he want to do?

Do you want to fish in troubled waters?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, it was rejected by Du Fei. The timing was not right at all.

Moreover, Huang Tianhe's qualifications and strength were not enough, and it was not his turn at all.

Even if he forced his way to the position, how would he face the covetous Wu Ting next?

Just at this moment, the phone on the desk rang.

Du Fei sat there without moving, and Eagle went over to answer it.

Du Fei and Eagle had a mental connection, so Eagle answering the phone was equivalent to him answering the phone.

The call was from the building switchboard, saying that there was a call from the newspaper clearance bureau.

Eagle asked the switchboard to transfer it, and the call was connected after a few seconds.

After confirming that it was Eagle who answered the call, the other side immediately said: "Boss, just received news from Saigon Station, Zheng Wencheng, alias Wenshan, set out from Hanoi, transferred to Xiangjiang, and arrived in Saigon..."

Eagle's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but look at Du Fei.

Du Fei had learned the content of the call through the mental connection, and he also frowned.

This Zheng Wencheng was the best sharpshooter in Vietnam. In the war with America, he killed more than a hundred people by sniping alone.

He is also a strong man of the same level as Eagle.

At this time, Zheng Wencheng arrived in Saigon secretly. What did he want to do?

"Assassination!"

Du Fei and Eagle thought at the same time. As for the target, it was obvious that there was only one person in Saigon who was worth assassinating.

And Zheng Wencheng was the sharp knife in Huang Tianhe's hand mentioned earlier.

Unexpectedly, Huang Tianhe had some pattern and was not busy with internal fighting at this time.

Unfortunately, since Wu Ting took Saigon, the whole of Vietnam has been confused. Many people are at a loss. Reality has defeated ideals and beliefs are no longer firm.

In this situation, Eagle's newspaper clearance bureau spent tens of millions of dollars regardless of the cost. Whether it is Hanoi in the north or Saigon in the south, it has been infiltrated into a sieve.

Otherwise, the news that Zheng Wencheng secretly left Hanoi would not be leaked.

Even the details of his itinerary are clear.

Eagle asked: "Sir, do you need to remind me?"

Du Fei didn't rush to speak, and analyzed quickly in his mind.

Hanoi actually sent an assassin. It seems that it is really desperate.

As Li Zhu fell, the others had no confidence to resist Wu Ting's pressure and could only take this measure.

If Wu Ting seized the opportunity at this time, it would be unlikely to encounter much stubborn resistance.

However, this did not meet Du Fei's idea.

A Yueguo that was divided and confronted with the north and the south was a good Yueguo.

Du Fei pondered and said, "Don't worry about it for now, let's see the result."

...

On the other hand, almost at the same time, a small plane landed at Kuching Airport.

A short, dark-skinned young man in his thirties got off the plane. He was Prince Lana of Zhenla.

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