After receiving the news from Eagle, Du Fei couldn't help but sneer.
It really made him guess. Baden and Labalon really wanted to start from this aspect. They should be looking for this pirate leader named Sucai, who planned to attack the cargo ship transporting weapons on the road.
I have to admit that this is indeed a very cost-effective method. You don't need to pay a big price. You only need to spend a sum of money to let the pirates do things.
The only hidden danger is the future. If the incident comes to light, public opinion may backfire.
However, this does not seem to be a problem for Youtai. They already have the right to speak in the media and are not afraid of this kind of backlash.
They can completely say that black is white.
But Du Fei is not a vegetarian. You make me unhappy, and I will make you even more unhappy. As long as the upgraded version of the "Heartless Cannon" purchased by Barber is delivered smoothly this time, Du Fei will let them know what "death" is.
Radius' fear.
But at this time, Du Fei decided to be polite before attacking.
Although Sucai is a pirate in name, no one is stupid. Sucai is just a facade, and everyone knows who is the master behind the scenes.
Du Fei ordered Eagle to contact Siam through formal channels and say hello to them. That is our ship. He hoped that Siam would act prudently.
It's not that Du Fei is afraid of Siam. Although the Siamese royal family rejected the fruit alliance proposal last time, they didn't completely say it to death.
Siam is an important producer of fruits. Without Siam joining, it would be difficult for the Nanyang Fruit Alliance to form a real price monopoly.
Du Fei plans to have all seventy transport aircraft assembled by the end of the year and hold another Fruit Alliance conference to integrate resources.
By that time, it will be the general trend, and Siam will most likely choose to join.
Therefore, Du Fei did not want to finish the matter at this time.
However, Du Fei did not expect that the goodwill he expressed did not receive a response, but was instead regarded as weakness by the other party.
…
Bangkok, in a luxurious French-style colonial building.
A short, dark-skinned old man sat on a rattan chair. He was the current actual leader of Siam - Thanon.
With a military background, he was the only person outside the royal family who really controlled the decision-making in Siam.
His secretary, a thin middle-aged man with meticulously combed hair, wearing glasses and an expressionless face, handed over the telegram he had just received.
"Sir, this is from Borneo..." The secretary bowed slightly, carefully and respectfully.
Thanon frowned and looked at another document in front of him, which was about the activities of the Progressive Party in several northern provinces.
As a country where there is still a monarch, and the military is in charge, a double buff is added, causing Siam's Progressive Party to make a fuss.
However, starting from the 1960s, Siam's economy experienced a wave of Indian youth, coupled with the simple and crude military style, which made the business more efficient than elsewhere.
This makes their economy relatively developed and the southern region near Bangkok relatively stable.
The relatively poor north became the main place for the activities of the Progressive Party.
"What did you say?" Tanong looked up and asked after reading the documents in hand.
Seeing that he had no intention of reading it, the secretary immediately repeated the message on the telegram.
Thanong frowned and said in a deep voice: "Kuching or Pontianak?"
Although the outside world generally regards Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng as one force, everyone around them knows that Kuching and Pontianak are still independent of each other.
The secretary said: "It's from Kuching, but the boat comes from flowers and fruits."
The last half of the sentence is the key.
Thanon narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the wall. On it was a huge map of the world.
Above Siam is a large area of light red.
After a moment of silence, Thanong said: "May I ask your Majesty what is going on?"
The secretary responded, but didn't hear the rest. He was slightly surprised: "Sir, what is our attitude?"
Thanong hummed, raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Suchai is His Majesty the King's servant, what attitude do we need from us?"
The secretary understood instantly, lowered his head and said: "Yes, sir, I understand~"
After saying that, he lowered his head and left.
Thanong stood up, stretched his neck, and came to the window of the office.
From here, you can see the Royal Palace of Siam, with its large golden roof exposed among the lush trees.
Although Thanong is over sixty years old, he does not look old. He is younger than his peers and has a strong body.
But compared to the younger and more powerful king who lived in the palace, it was incomparable.
Although once upon a time, the almost abolished royal family was re-introduced by the military, the two sides can be said to be real allies.
However, as it has been in power for more than two decades, the military has become more and more powerful, and disagreements between the two sides are inevitable.
Sucai, an armed force that is outside the rules, is the product of this situation.
Sucai is just the tip of the iceberg. In order to gain psychological security, the king has carried out many similar actions overtly or covertly in recent years.
He even has secret connections with the Progressive Party in the north.
To these actions, Thanong turned a blind eye.
He believes that as long as he protects Bangkok and its surrounding areas, he can ensure his own interests. As for other places, he has no control over them.
Thanong has a clear understanding of the current situation, and the army headed by him cannot maintain its status for long.
It lasted for more than 20 years, and the whole country was tired of them.
Secondly, as of now, the resources he has at his disposal and can allocate are becoming less and less, and he cannot satisfy some people's appetites, both internally and externally.
Under such circumstances, unless he is determined to carry out a thorough purge, there is no way to maintain the current situation.
And Thanong is over sixty years old. Although he firmly holds power, he is no longer young.
There is no longer that desperate momentum and determination.
He just wants to leave more wealth and benefits to future generations, and sell the last power in his hands at a good price when the time is right.
After looking at it for a while, Tanong looked away and exhaled a long breath. His straight back seemed to bend a little.
…
On the other end, located in the southern part of Siam, Thanian Palace faces the Gulf of Siam and has an arc-shaped peninsula protruding toward the sea.
Sucai's lair is here.
This place used to be an ancient military camp, but it was later abandoned.
During the colonial period, it was occupied by a group of local fishermen who started a business without capital.
A few years ago, Sucai brought people here.
There are about four to five hundred people living here now, and they are the team that Sucai has managed over the years.
Sukai is also a talented person. When he first arrived here, he had nothing but a dozen people, seven or eight broken rifles, and two speedboats that were about to be scrapped.
Now he not only has hundreds of people under his command, but also has more than twenty ships of various sizes. He even obtained two decommissioned patrol boats from the navy through his connections with the royal family.
It was said to be retired, but in fact it was at least 60 to 70% new, and it was all sold for scrap metal when it was sold to Su Kai.
With this order, he suddenly rose to prominence among the local pirates. You must know that these two patrol boats have two 40mm high-level and horizontal dual-purpose guns, one in front and one in the back.
This caliber alone is not something that ordinary pirates can possess.
Only the pirate group transformed from the Slater mercenary group under Eagle has a similar configuration.
In the camp, there is a shed made of wood.
The shed is ventilated on all sides, has no windows, and has a thatched roof that hangs down along the spire.
Inside the shed, a human "hooha" sound came out, and two shirtless men wearing shorts, strong muscles and dark skin were fighting.
Both of them are masters of Muay Thai fighting. They can throw their hands and raise their legs with great strength, and their strength has reached a very high level.
Among them, the slightly shorter one, although physically inferior to his opponent, has better skills. This person is Sukai.
The two of them went back and forth, hitting each other from time to time. The sound of fists and muscles colliding made a "boom boom" sound like a rubber hammer hitting something.
It is obvious that both of them have hard skills and are very capable of resisting beatings.
At this time, a young man walked in quickly from outside, but did not dare to interrupt.
It wasn't until more than a minute later that someone next to them rang the bell "ding ding ding" that the two of them stopped.
The young man immediately came to the corner where Suchai was resting and whispered: "Brother, the telegram from Bangkok."
Sukai frowned and wiped the sweat from his head and body with a towel, a look of boredom flashed in his eyes.
For him, every telegram from Bangkok never brought any good news. It either asked him to do this or that.
These things are often "dirty work, tiring work" with little benefit.
But he still couldn't refuse.
After Su Kai finished reading, his face became even more ugly, and he threw the telegram to the ground.
But he couldn't neglect what was said in the telegram, and while he was thinking about it silently, the bell rang again.
The young man who had just been fighting with him returned to the field and found that Sucai had not come. He frowned and waited for a minute. Sucai had not come back yet and was still sitting there. This made him a little unhappy and shouted: "Sukai."
, what are you doing? You said that as long as I beat you, I would let my brother go, and if he is a man, come over and continue fighting with me."
Sucai frowned irritably, looked at the man with evil eyes, and without saying a word, he reached out and picked up the pistol he had just placed here from the small coffee table next to him.
This is a modified Colt revolver that uses 7mm bullets and can kill a brown bear with one shot.
At this time, Suchai raised his hand and shot.
The young man did not expect that the other party was so despicable. He originally admired Su Cai's martial arts, but he did not expect to fall out with him so quickly.
It stands to reason that with his strength, he would be hard-pressed to be hurt by ordinary light weapons, especially pistols, as long as he is prepared.
But at this time, the young man had no idea that Su Chai would use a gun. He was just stunned, and the gunshot had already sounded.
He subconsciously raised his hand, and the bullet had already hit his head.
With a bang, like an egg exploding, the man's body fell to the ground, and blood flowed to the ground in an instant.
Suchai was a little hysterical. He slapped his pistol on the table and shouted: "You bastard! You are so damn hard on me. Forget His Majesty the King. There is also that guy in Thanong...bastard! And that bitch in Kuching, she thinks she is
who……"
No one present was too surprised. Two people quietly went over and dragged away the body with its head blown off.
I have long been used to it, so I came back with two iron buckets to wash away the blood on the ground.
Su Cai cursed for a while, calmed down, and glanced at the young man who sent the letter.
The young man bowed and lowered his head.
Sucai didn't say anything. Mao Yao picked up the telegram from the ground, stuffed it back to the young man, and said calmly: "Reply to His Majesty and say that I understand."
The young man hesitated a little, glanced at the two people who were still scrubbing away the blood, and said bravely: "Brother, then let's..."
The young man knew that Sucai was in a bad mood, and he didn't want to get into trouble.
But he knew better that if he didn't ask clearly now, the situation would only be more dangerous if he made a mistake.
If you go crazy, Sucai will kill you if you ask, and he won't care who you are.
Just like the person just now, if there hadn't been this telegram, when this fight was over and Su Cai was completely happy, it would have been another result of mutual sympathy.
The person whose bag was exploded just now will probably become Sucai's guest. Not only will he try his best to recruit him, but he will also give him many benefits.
Unfortunately, a little uncertainty broke the original trajectory.
Sucai curled up the corner of his mouth and said with a sarcastic, self-deprecating tone: "What about us? We are just tools, knives to stab people. We will do whatever His Majesty needs us to do."
The young man was stunned.
Sucai raised her hand and patted his shoulder, then walked out.
Only then did the young man come back to his senses and looked down at the telegram in his hand again.
Sucai said, I will do whatever His Majesty asks me to do. The implication is that I can do anything His Majesty has not said not to do.
The telegram only explained the situation and did not give them clear instructions.
Since this is the case, there is nothing to be afraid of. You must know that they had received a deposit of US$2 million from Youtai before.
This money is not that easy to earn.
…
A few hours later, Du Fei, who was in the capital, received a reply from Eagle.
I contacted Siam in the name of the Kuching official, but have not received a response so far.
Du Fei's face was as dark as water, which already showed his attitude.
Adults, no happy yes is no.
Du Fei sneered in his heart, he was so shameless.
Siamese people rejected his good intentions one after another, indicating that they no longer wanted to be friends.
In this case, there is nothing to worry about. They must know who is the son and who is the father.
With a thought in his mind, Du Fei immediately ordered Eagle to dispatch gunships to keep an eye on the cargo ships heading to Syria for twenty hours.
Nothing can happen to this ship, at least not in Nanyang.
At the same time, he immediately reported the situation to Zhu's father and asked Beijing Aircraft Factory to prepare the plane. He wanted to go there in person.
Du Fei had a hunch that things would not be that simple this time.
From the reactions in all aspects of Siam, he smelled a hint of conspiracy.
Logically speaking, there is no need for Siam to have a hard time with Du Fei on this matter, whether it is the king of Siam or from the perspective of the Nong Zhengfu.
Sucai is at best a pirate who cannot stand up to the challenge.
If Du Fei hadn't noticed this beforehand, he would have waited until everything became an established fact.
Now that Du Fei has said hello in advance, it's worth pondering if the attitude is still the same.
Although Du Fei did not know much about the internal situation in Siam, he knew the general pattern, but he did not expect that the conflict would become so intense.
As the financial backer behind Sucai, Sucai's attitude is that of a king.
However, the king does not hold real power in name, and is equivalent to co-ruling with the Thanong government.
Once something goes wrong, Thanong and his army will be the first to bear the brunt.
Is this an attempt to kill someone with a borrowed knife?
After Du Fei called Zhu's father to report the matter, he drove straight to the aircraft factory. He couldn't help but think deeply on the way.
Borrowing a sword is so obvious, isn't His Majesty the King afraid of the consequences?
Or does he think that offending Du Fei is a price he can bear?
Thinking of this possibility, Du Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a dangerous cold light.
If this is the case, he will let His Majesty the King know that you cannot afford to offend him.
At around eleven o'clock in the morning, Du Fei's car arrived at the aircraft factory.
A brand new Y-8 aircraft has been parked on the runway and is ready.
This aircraft is a new aircraft that has just rolled off the production line. After many tests, it is ready to be delivered to Nanyang Fruit Company.
Although Du Fei flew in the previous gunship several times, it was not his special plane. He had already left for Nanyang after returning last time.
Du Fei boarded the plane, with Secretary Zhang by his side, and Ci Xin followed him as a bodyguard as usual.
Although it is a transport aircraft, there are still two rows of seats behind the cockpit.
In order to facilitate the transportation of fruits, the cargo compartment of the aircraft is divided into upper and lower floors. The space is very abundant. Adding these seats will not take up much space and can also facilitate the movement of people.
After getting on the plane, Du Fei felt the plane vibrate as the engine started.
Looking out the porthole, it started to slide forward, and after a moment it suddenly jumped into the air.
…
At the same time, in the South China Sea, where the sky is high and the sea is vast, it has been calm and calm these days.
Barber did not take the plane, but returned with the boat, not daring to make any mistakes.
He had a feeling that the thousand rounds of heartless cannon shells loaded on this ship might play an unexpected role in the upcoming war.
At this time, this small cargo ship had just sailed out of the nine-dash line. In front of it was the Riau Islands that Du Fei had eaten not long ago. It has now been renamed Guixu Islands.
As for why it is called this name, it is not really related to Guixu.
It was just Du Fei's idea to connect the name here with Guixu, as long as the name is confirmed.
If we encounter any situation in the future, we can resort to the supreme law "since ancient times", which means that this place has been an integral part of my family during the Spring and Autumn Period.
As for evidence, it is what is written in Liezi Tangwen, which should at least be more reliable than the Old Testament.
At this time, Barber was standing in the captain's cabin, looking out the window at the seagulls flying with the ship, and had a bad premonition.
He calmed down and asked the captain next to him where he was ahead.
The captain’s surname is Li. He is a short and stocky man in his forties. He has been living at sea for twenty years. He speaks good English and proudly said: “In front are the Guixu Islands. Foreigners also call them Riau Islands.”
It’s not far from here to Malacca.”
The barber nodded. He didn't understand the difference between 'Guixu' and 'Liao Nei', and he didn't have the time to explore it.
I was silently thinking about how long it would take to get home, but at this moment the first mate next to me suddenly shouted: "Old Li, starboard direction!"
Captain Li was shocked, and immediately looked over, his expression suddenly changed.