Although helicopters are far more useful than cars, the range of the helicopter hijacked by Ye Huang and others at Bangkok Airport is only about 700 kilometers. The rebels consumed some fuel along the way, and Ye Huang was so tossing on the road that the helicopter also had no fuel left at this moment.
There was not much, not enough for Ye Huang to take the three of them between the embassy in Chiang Mai and Bangkok.
Simply, Ye Huang abandoned the helicopter and took the three people directly downstairs, directly to the hall, and walked out from the hall.
Then I glanced at the parking lot outside the hotel, spotted a Mercedes-Benz bulletproof S600 exclusive to the hotel, and walked directly over.
After standing in front of the car and tinkering for a while, Ye Huang opened the locks of these two so-called super-safe bulletproof cars.
Xing Tian sat in the driving seat, Nalan Qianqi was in the passenger seat, and Ye Huang and Dongfang Youruo sat in the back seat.
The car started, and before the Shangri-La Hotel security personnel intercepted it, Xing Tian had already started the car and drove away.
Chiang Mai is not a big city. In normal times, it only takes ten minutes to drive from Shangri-La to the Chinese Consulate. However, this time the situation was special.
Surasam's army fortified all checkpoints in Chiang Mai and conducted strict inspections and interrogations of people and vehicles coming and going.
Chinatown, in particular, has become a sea of blood.
Under Ye Huang's order, Xingtian's car drove through the alleys of Chinatown. It could be said that he was running rampant along the way. When he saw someone murdering or looting, he would just sweep over and kill them all with a single stroke. He was extremely cold-blooded.
If there are many people and there is a delay, turn the car around and pass through other streets.
After struggling for more than half an hour, I finally plunged into the Chinese Consulate in Chiang Mai.
The current situation in Thailand also made everyone in the consulate feel frightened. When Xing Tian parked his car at the door, the embassy staff did not open the door.
It wasn't until Ye Huangliang revealed his identity that the latter opened the door and let them in.
The person who walked out of the building to welcome them was a middle-aged man in his fifties. As he walked, he stretched out his hand to Emperor Ye.
"Colonel Ye, I'm sorry. The situation is tense now. I don't dare to let the staff let people in without verifying their identities. I hope Haihan will."
"It's okay. Consul Zhang's actions are reasonable. I have no objection. How is the current situation in the city?"
As the people walked towards the house, Ye Huang asked.
"It's very pessimistic. This Surasen has always been on the wrong side of our Chinese nation. I usually have a arrogant attitude when dealing with him. There were signs of this coup before, but I didn't expect him to be so quick.
As for the city, I have received n calls for help, all of which were about shops being robbed. In addition, many of us Chinese were killed. Unfortunately, this is not an ordinary coup, but a military coup. It can even be said that
With the beginning of military dictatorship, any protest I have is useless."
While talking, the consul had a helpless and wry smile on his face.
"Colonel Ye, you don't often go abroad, so you don't know the helplessness involved. Alas...it's hard to describe in words. I can only watch my compatriots being bullied, and my heart..."
Shaking his head, Consul Zhang's eyes immediately turned red.
Ever since the news about Surasen's possible rebellion came from the country a few days ago, he had not had a good sleep, and he had been worried that the situation would really develop to this point.
But no matter how worried I was, it eventually happened.
"Consul Zhang, you don't have to blame yourself. Some things are beyond our control."
While walking, Huang Huang took the cigarette from Consul Zhang and comforted him.
"Hey, even though that's the case, it doesn't feel right in my heart."
As he spoke, Consul Zhang hit his head hard, and the indescribable self-blame was clearly visible before his eyes.
"Aren't there any new instructions from the country?"
Emperor Ye asked again.
"The new instructions are not just about stabilizing the overall situation. These words are just clichés and have no use. How can this kind of military coup stabilize the overall situation? What is the overall situation?" Spreading his hands, the consul clearly had a deep understanding of the situation within the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Some officials don't buy the official tone.
"Colonel Ye, don't blame me, Old Zhang, for being straight-tempered. Some things can't be solved with official talk. People abroad don't buy into the domestic methods. Everything still works with fists."
He waved his somewhat thin fist and said, "The truth is that I am a soldier. At least now I won't just sit there like this. I can go out with a gun and shoot a few people to kill them."
"Hey, forget it, don't talk about it anymore, it's useless to talk about it anymore. We can only pray that our compatriots will suffer less."
"By the way, Colonel Ye, I wonder why you are stranded in Thailand this time?"
"Oh, that's it. I received an order from above and prepared to carry out some operations in Thailand." He smiled, although the latter was very concerned about himself, but the matter of sarsonium was something that could not be seen in the light. Ye
The emperor cannot say anything casually.
"Hey, you are unlucky enough, at this time..."
The consul sighed again and shook his head, and said nothing more.
He led Ye Huang and others into the consulate. After sitting for a while, Ye Huang talked about his plan to let Dongfang Youruo stay in the consulate for a while.
The latter agreed without thinking, and did not ask any more questions about what Ye Huang was going to do.
After staying at the consulate for a while, Ye Huang and the others left, while Dongfang Youruo waited at the consulate.
In this way, Ye Huang left the consulate with the three of them, and three of them disappeared in Chiang Mai. When the three of them came back at two o'clock in the afternoon, although everyone was still clean, it seemed as if they had just gone for a walk.
But the smell of blood from far away still made people know what the three of them had done on this trip.
"Colonel Ye, you... what are you doing out there? Why is there such a bloody smell?"
Approaching the consulate again, Consul Zhang was relieved to see that Ye Huang and the others were safe, but he was still startled when he smelled the bloody odor on his body.
"Nothing, just killing some animals. Consul Zhang, does the consulate have helicopter fuel?"
"Yes, there is also a helicopter, do you need it?" Although Ye Huang didn't explain it clearly, Consul Zhang vaguely understood what the beast was in Ye Huang's mouth.
"I only need fuel. You may also need the helicopter in case of emergency."
"Okay, I'll ask the staff to install some for you."
Nodding, Consul Zhang was also very heart-warming about Emperor Ye's words.
To be honest, he was patriotic, but in this turbulent time, he didn't want to die innocently.
In an emergency, this helicopter can still save lives.
Subsequently, the consul Zhang ordered the staff to load several large barrels into the helicopter for Ye Huang and then put them into a Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car.
Ye Huang immediately left the consulate with Dongfang Youruo, Xingtian, and Nalan Qianqi, and headed towards the Shangri-La Hotel again.
When the four people arrived, the helicopter, which was out of fuel, was still parked on the apron, and Shangri-La was still quiet. It seemed that no one else came to disturb Ye Huang and his group after the morning experience.
