Chapter 1344 Return to the Ruins

After receiving the news from Iger, Du Fei couldn't help but sneer.

He really guessed it. Baden and Labaron really wanted to start from this aspect. They should be looking for this pirate leader named Suchai, and they planned to attack the cargo ship transporting weapons on the road.

I have to admit that this is indeed a very cost-effective method. It doesn't cost too much. You only need to pay a sum of money to get the pirates to do it.

The only hidden danger is the future. If the truth is revealed, there may be a backlash from public opinion.

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 such backlash at all.

They can completely say that black is white.

However, Du Fei is not a vegetarian. If you make me unhappy, I will make you even more unhappy. As long as the upgraded version of the "unscrupulous cannon" specially bought for the barber is successfully delivered this time, Du Fei will let them know what the fear of the "death radius" is.

But at this time, for this Suchai, Du Fei decided to use courtesy before force.

Although Suchai is a pirate in name, no one is stupid. Suchai is just a superficial one. Everyone knows who is the master behind the scenes.

Du Fei ordered Eagle to contact Siam through formal channels first and greet them. That is our ship. I hope Siam can act prudently.

It is not that Du Fei is afraid of Siam. Although the Siamese royal family rejected the proposal of the fruit alliance last time, it did not completely say it.

Siam is an important fruit producing area. If Siam does not join, it will be difficult for the fruit alliance in Nanyang to form a real price monopoly.

Du Fei plans to gather 70 transport planes by the end of the year and hold another fruit alliance meeting to integrate resources.

By that time, it will be the general trend, and Siam should choose to join with a high probability.

Therefore, Du Fei did not want to do things to the extreme at this time.

However, Du Fei did not expect that the goodwill he expressed did not get a response, but was regarded as weakness by the other party.

…

Bangkok, a luxurious French building in the colonial period.

A short, dark-skinned old man sat on a rattan chair. He was the current actual ruler of Siam - Tha Nong.

Tha Nong, who was born in a military family, was in control of the military and was the person who really controlled Siam's decision-making outside the royal family.

His secretary was a thin middle-aged man with meticulously combed hair, wearing glasses, and expressionless, and handed over the telegram he had just received.

"Sir, this is from Borneo..." The secretary bowed slightly, carefully and respectfully.

Tha Nong 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 that still has a monarch, coupled with the military as the head, the double buff was superimposed, making the Progressive Party in Siam very fierce.

However, since the 1960s, Siam's economy has experienced a small spring, and coupled with the simple and rough military style, it has made the efficiency of the executive higher than elsewhere.

Their economy is relatively developed, and the southern region near Bangkok is relatively stable.

The relatively poor north has become the main place for the Progressive Party to operate.

"What?" Tha Nong looked up and asked after reading the document in his hand.

Seeing that he had no intention of taking it and reading it himself, the secretary immediately repeated the message on the telegram.

He Nong frowned and said in a deep voice: "Kuching or Pontianak?"

Although the outside world generally regards Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng as a force, everyone around knows that Kuching and Pontianak are still independent of each other.

The secretary said: "It is from Kuching, but the ship is sailing from Huaguo."

The latter half of the sentence is the key.

He Nong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the wall. There was a huge world map on it.

Above Siam was a large area of ​​light red.

After a moment of silence, He Nong said: "Ask His Majesty what's going on?"

The secretary responded, but didn't hear the rest, and was slightly surprised: "Your Excellency, what is our attitude?"

He Nong snorted, raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Su Chai is His Majesty's man, what attitude do we need?"

The secretary understood instantly, lowered his head and said: "Yes, Your Excellency, I understand~"

After speaking, he lowered his head and retreated.

He Nong stood up and stretched his neck, and came to the window of the office.

From here you can see the palace of Siam, with a large golden roof in the lush trees.

Although Tha Nong is over 60 years old, he does not look old. He is younger and stronger than his peers.

But he is no match for the king who lives in the palace and is more vigorous.

Although once upon a time, the almost abolished royal family was re-promoted by the military, and the two sides can be said to be real allies.

But with more than 20 years of continuous power, the military has become more and more powerful, and differences between the two sides are inevitable.

Suchai, an armed force that is free from the rules, is the product of this situation.

Suchai is just the tip of the iceberg. In order to gain psychological security, the king has made many similar actions in recent years, either openly or secretly.

He even secretly has contact with the Progressive Party in the north.

Tha Nong turned a blind eye to these actions.

He believed that as long as Bangkok and its surrounding areas were preserved, his own interests could be ensured. As for other places, he could not control them.

Tha Nong had a clear understanding of the current situation, and the military headed by him could not last long.

Firstly, it has been going on for more than 20 years, and people all over the country are tired of them.

Secondly, the resources he has at his disposal are becoming less and less, and they cannot satisfy some people's appetites, either internally or externally.

In this case, unless he is determined to carry out a thorough cleansing, he will not be able to maintain the current situation.

And He Nong is already over 60 years old. Although he holds power firmly, he is no longer young.

He no longer has the momentum and determination to burn his boats.

He just wants to leave more wealth and benefits for future generations, and sell the last power in his hand for a good price at the right time.

After watching for a while, He Nong retracted his gaze, exhaled a long breath, and his straight back seemed to bend a little.

…

On the other side, in Da Nian Province in the south of Siam, there is an arc-shaped peninsula protruding to the sea in the direction of the Gulf of Siam.

This is the old nest of Su Chai.

This was an ancient military camp earlier, which was later abandoned.

During the colonial period, it was occupied by a group of local fishermen who started a business with no capital.

A few years ago, Su Chai brought people here.

There are about 400 to 500 people living here now, which is the team that Suchai has managed over the years.

To say that Suchai is a talent, when he first arrived here, he had nothing except a dozen people, seven or eight broken rifles, and two speedboats that were about to be scrapped.

Now he has not only hundreds of people under his command, but also more than 20 large and small ships, and even got two retired patrol boats from the navy with the relationship of the royal family.

Although they are retired, they are actually at least 60% to 70% new, and they are all sold at the price of scrap metal in Suchai's hands.

This made him stand out among the local pirates. You should know that these two patrol boats have two 40mm dual-purpose guns in front and behind.

This caliber alone is not something that ordinary pirates can have.

Only the pirate group under Eagle, which was transformed from the Slater Mercenary Group, has a similar configuration.

In the camp, there is a shed built with wood.

The shed is ventilated on all sides, without windows, and the roof is thatched, hanging down from the spire to the surroundings.

Inside the shed, there was a "Huha" sound. Two shirtless men in shorts, with strong muscles and dark skin were fighting.

Both of them were masters of Muay Thai fighting. They were very powerful and their strength reached a very high level.

The one who was slightly shorter, although not as physically fit as his opponent, had better skills. This man was Suchai.

The two of them fought back and forth, hitting each other from time to time. The sound of fists and muscles colliding was like a rubber hammer hitting something.

It was obvious that both of them had hard skills and were very strong in resisting blows.

At this time, a young man walked in quickly from outside, but did not dare to disturb them rashly.

It was not until more than a minute later that someone next to them rang the bell "ding ding ding", and the two stopped.

The young man immediately came to the corner where Suchai was resting and whispered, "Brother, a telegram from Bangkok."

Suchai frowned, wiped the sweat from his head and body with a towel, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

For him, every telegram from Bangkok would not bring any good news. It either asked him to do this or that.

These things were often "dirty and tiring work" and there was no benefit.

But he couldn't refuse.

After reading it, Suchai's face became even uglier, and he threw the telegram on the ground.

But he couldn't neglect what was said in the telegram. He was thinking silently when the bell rang again.

The young man who had just fought with him returned to the field and found that Suchai had not come. He frowned and waited for a minute. Suchai had not come back yet and was still sitting there, which made him a little unhappy. He shouted: "Suchai, what are you doing? You said that as long as I beat you, I would let my brother go. If you are a man, come and continue to fight with me."

Suchai frowned irritably, looked at the man with a sinister look, and without saying a word, he reached out and picked up the pistol he had just put on the small coffee table next to him.

This is a modified Colt revolver that uses 7mm bullets. One shot can kill a brown bear.

At this time, Su Chai raised his hand and fired a shot.

The young man didn't expect the other party to be so despicable. He had admired Su Chai's martial arts, but he didn't expect him to turn against him so easily.

In theory, with his strength, facing ordinary light weapons, especially pistols, as long as he was prepared, it would be difficult to be injured.

But at this time, the young man didn't expect Su Chai to use a gun at all. He was just stunned, and the gunshot had already sounded.

He subconsciously raised his hand, and the bullet had hit his head.

With a bang, it was like an egg exploded, and the man's body fell to the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor in an instant.

Su Chai was a little hysterical, slammed the pistol on the table and shouted: "Asshole~ You all forced me, His Majesty the King, forget about that guy Nong... Asshole! And that bitch in Kuching, who does she think she is..."

No one present was too surprised, and two people silently went over to drag away the body with a blown head.

I'm used to it, so I came back with two iron buckets to wash the blood on the ground.

Su Chai cursed for a while, then calmed down and glanced at the young man who delivered the letter.

The young man bowed and lowered his head even lower.

Su Chai didn't say anything, but bent over to pick up the telegram on the ground, stuffed it back to the young man, and said lightly: "Write back to His Majesty and tell him that I know."

The young man hesitated, glanced at the two people who were still cleaning the blood, and said with a stiff face: "Brother, then we..."

The young man knew that Su Chai was in a bad mood, and he didn't want to offend him.

But he knew that if he didn't ask clearly now, it would be more dangerous if he got it wrong.

When he got mad, Su Chai would kill you at will, and he didn't care who you were.

Just like the man just now, if there was no telegram, after this fight was over and Su Chai had a good time, it would be another result of mutual respect.

The man who was beaten up by the bag just now would most likely become a guest of Su Chai, and he would not only try his best to recruit him, but also give him many benefits.

Unfortunately, a little uncertainty broke the original trajectory.

Su Chai curled his lips, and said with sarcasm, and also self-mockery: "What about us? We are just tools, knives to stab people, and we will do whatever His Majesty needs us to do."

The young man was stunned.

Su Chai raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and walked out directly.

The young man came back to his senses and looked down at the telegram in his hand again.

Su Chai said, I will do whatever His Majesty tells me to do, implying that I can do anything His Majesty doesn't say I can do.

This telegram only explains the situation and does not give them clear instructions.

In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of. You know, they received a deposit of 2 million US dollars from Youtai before.

This money is not so easy to earn.

...

A few hours later, Du Fei, who was in Beijing, received a reply from Eagle.

Contacted Siam in the name of Kuching officials, but no response has been received so far.

Du Fei's face was as gloomy as water, which showed his attitude.

For adults, if there is no pleasant agreement, it is a rejection.

Du Fei sneered in his heart, and he was really shameless.

Siam rejected his kindness one after another, which showed that they were determined not to be friends.

In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of, and they must know who is the son and who is the father.

Du Fei's mind moved, and he immediately ordered Eagle to send out gunboats to keep an eye on the cargo ship heading to Syria for 20 hours.

This ship must not have any problems, at least not in Nanyang.

At the same time, he immediately reported the situation to Zhu's father and asked Jingfei Factory to prepare the plane. He wanted to go there in person.

Du Fei had a hunch that this matter was not that simple.

From the reactions of all parties in Siam, he smelled a hint of conspiracy.

Logically speaking, whether it was the king of Siam or from the perspective of his Nongzhengfu, there was no need to confront Du Fei on this matter.

Suchai was at best a pirate who was not up to the standard.

If Du Fei had not noticed this matter in advance, it would have been fine if everything became a fait accompli.

Now that Du Fei had given a heads-up in advance, the other side still had this attitude, which was quite interesting.

Although Du Fei did not know much about the internal situation of Siam, he knew the general pattern, but he did not expect the conflict to be so intense.

As the financial backer behind Suchai, Suchai's attitude was the king's attitude.

But the king did not hold real power in name, which was equivalent to co-governance with his Nongzhengfu.

Once something happened, the first to bear the brunt would only be his Nong and his Junzhengfu.

Is this trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife?

After Du Fei called Zhu's father to report, he drove straight to the aircraft manufacturing plant. On the way, he couldn't help but think deeply.

It's so obvious that he borrowed a knife. Isn't His Majesty the King afraid of sequelae?

Or does he think that offending Du Fei is a price he can afford?

Thinking of this possibility, Du Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous cold light flashed.

If so, he will let His Majesty the King know that you can't afford the price of offending him.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Du Fei's car arrived at the aircraft manufacturing plant.

A brand new Yun-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 the Nanyang Fruit Company.

Although Du Fei has taken the gunboat several times before, it is not his private plane. After returning last time, he has already gone to Nanyang.

Du Fei boarded the plane with Secretary Zhang by his side, and Ci Xin followed as usual to act as a bodyguard.

Although it is a transport plane, there are still two rows of seats behind the cockpit.

In order to facilitate the transportation of fruits, the cargo hold of the plane is divided into two floors, with ample space. Adding these seats does not take up much space and can also facilitate personnel exchanges.

After getting on the plane, as the engine started, Du Fei felt the plane vibrate.

Looking out the window, it began to glide forward, and after a moment, it took off.

...

At the same time, in the vast South China Sea, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and it has been calm these days.

Lifat did not take the plane, but returned with the ship, not daring to make any mistakes.

He had a feeling that the one thousand rounds of unscrupulous artillery shells loaded on this ship might play an unexpected role in the upcoming war.

At this time, this not-so-big freighter had just sailed out of the nine-dash line, and in front of it was the Riau Islands that Du Fei had swallowed not long ago. Now it has 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 of this place with Guixu, as long as this name is confirmed.

Whenever I encounter any situation in the future, I can use the supreme spell "Since ancient times" to explain that this place has been an inseparable part of my home since the Spring and Autumn Period.

If we want to talk about evidence, it is what is written in "Liezi Tangwen", which should at least be more reliable than the "Old Testament".

At this time, the barber stood in the captain's room, looking at the seagulls flying with the ship outside the window, and he had a bad premonition in a trance.

He calmed down and asked the captain beside him what was ahead.

The captain's surname was Li, a short and strong man in his forties. He had been making a living on the sea for 20 years. He spoke English well and said proudly: "Ahead is the Guixu Islands, which foreigners also call the Riau Islands. It's not far from here to Malacca."

The barber nodded. He didn't understand the difference between "Guixu" and "Riau", and he didn't have the leisure to explore it.

He silently calculated in his heart how long it would take to get home, but at this time the first mate next to him suddenly shouted: "Old Li, starboard direction!"

Captain Li's heart trembled, and he immediately looked over, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

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