stjorthotic Chapter 1273 The big cock pays a hair under the buttocks
Chapter 1273 The big cock pays a hair under the buttocks
Chapter 1273
Li Yuanchao followed Du Fei's fingers to look at the map, and then looked up at Du Fei strangely.
The place Du Fei pointed to had nothing to do with what he expected.
Du Fei pointed to the place on the map where the Dan Kingdom borders Siam and the Lao Kingdom, which is the famous Golden Triangle in later generations.
At this time, this place was not so well-known, because the appearance of Li Yuanchao defeated the remnants of the former Guoguo army that originally controlled this place, occupied Shan Guo's side, and changed all the land that was originally planted to grain.
Li Yuanchao didn't quite understand why Du Fei was staring at this place.
"Old Du, you are..."
Du Fei said: "This place is of great significance. It concerns both you and the country. I suggest you open up a corridor here."
Li Yuanchao frowned, blinked, and looked down at the map again.
He already understood Du Fei's meaning. The place where the three countries meet is only [-] kilometers away from the border between the single country and the country.
Li Yuanchao looked at the map, staring at the distance of one hundred kilometers.
Du Fei asked next to him, "What do you see?"
Li Yuanchao knew that Du Fei didn't care about the place where flowers were still growing.
With Li Yuanchao's current strength, he really wanted to deal with those places, let alone in his territory, even in the old country or Siam, it would be no problem for him to send troops there.
This kind of place is originally a three-way zone. Many places you say are yours, but I say they are mine.
Du Fei specifically mentioned this place today, and he was very serious about it.
Li Yuanchao's mind turned quickly, he stretched out his hand to draw on the map, and looked up at Du Fei: "You mean, this distance?"
Du Fei said: "Aid Korea, from your point of view, it should not be difficult to see that among the countries in Southeast Asia, Siam is the center, and it is the only country that has not been completely colonized in modern times. strong, but our influence over such a country is extremely weak, why do you say?"
Li Yuanchao hit the nail on the head and said: "There is no land border, and the sea is beyond reach."
Du Fei nodded, this is not such a profound and obscure thing, it is not surprising that Li Yuanchao saw it at a glance.
Du Fei said: "In Southeast Asia, excluding the pure island countries, on the Indochina Peninsula, there are four countries that do not border me, and only three countries border it. This is very unfavorable for our influence to radiate south."
Li Yuanchao said: "You want...to cut a corridor from me so that Guo Nei borders Siam directly?"
Du Fei nodded without hesitation: "That's what I mean."
The reason why Du Fei proposed this is because we suffered a lot when he crossed over.
In many cases, the reason why these small countries dare to talk nonsense is that they are beyond their reach.
This time Du Fei wanted to break their illusions, directly bordering on the north, with Li Yuanchao watching over them, and Kalimantan, Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng in the south, they could move whenever and wherever they wanted.
With such a layout, nothing can be seen right now.
But once there are changes in the future, the domestic economy develops, and the strength returns to a certain level, Nanyang can be king in a snap of the fingers.
That's why, Li Yuanchao had to give [-]% to the trade with Bangladesh. Li Yuanchao proposed to build an arsenal in Shanbei. Not only did Du Fei not object, but he would try his best to facilitate it.
The ultimate goal is for this 'corridor'.
The so-called want to take must first give.
Everything must have a driving force. Even though Li Yuanchao came from China and was once the captain of the 24th school in the capital, he is now a warlord, a big warlord with an army of [-] and a population of millions.
There are at least three factions under his command, foreign, local, southern, and northern, and he has to coordinate in the middle.
So for him to give up a piece of land with a length of [-] kilometers and a width of at least [-] kilometers for no reason, there must be an explanation so that those people can't say anything.
Li Yuanchao didn't object to this, firstly, the place was not particularly big, and secondly, he was too full to eat this time, so he was too embarrassed to say 'no'.
In addition, Li Yuanchao knew in his heart that once he swallowed the Northeast, his main energy must be placed in the west.
Abandoning this 'corridor' now would save him a lot of trouble.
Otherwise, what will happen to Siam in the future, if there is no such corridor, the country will not be able to project power, and it will have to be resolved by him.
If there is this corridor and the country directly borders Siam, it will be another situation.
On the other side of Siam, because of this small border, it can be used as an example. You see, I am next to Huaguo. I really have to do too much, I really can’t afford it!
In China, not to mention the tricks that can be used.
Thinking of this, Li Yuanchao nodded: "That's fine, but this matter must be low-key, it's best to do it little by little, and it will pass before you know it."
Du Fei understood Li Yuanchao's meaning, this kind of thing is disgraceful after all, it is best if it can become an established fact quietly.
Anyway, there are deep mountains and old forests over there. If nothing happens, no one will notice. The big cock sticks out a hair under the buttocks.
……
At the same time, in the former Governor's Mansion in Dhaka City, and now the temporary Grand Commander's Mansion.
Madura sat in the original Rahman's office with several Zeon leaders.
To be honest, these few people are a bit out of place, and they look like they have been poor for a long time and then rich.
At the head was a lean, middle-aged man of medium build, none other than Jean Badema, the founder of the Jean faction.
Jean Badema looked serious while listening to Madura repeating the attitudes of Du Fei and Li Yuanchao, while looking at the list of equipment he brought back.
After a while, after Madura finished speaking, Gene Badma also put the list on the table. He was not in a hurry to express his opinions, but asked, "Everyone, tell me, what should we do?"
After the voice faded, a gray-haired old man said first: "I think this is our chance. They are right in saying that although we were lucky enough to occupy Dhaka, we are unable to control the whole country with our current strength alone." , must obtain foreign aid.”
Several other people present also showed signs of agreement, which was obvious and no one could object.
But there are differences on who to lean towards.
Immediately someone said: "I agree with Mr. Bard's opinion, but foreign aid doesn't necessarily come from Shan Guo or Huaguo. Meiguo people are stronger and more generous, aren't they?"
The voice fell, but a sneer was exchanged: "Generous? Do you mean they put the $20 into your account?"
As soon as these words came out, all the people present were taken aback for a moment, and the face of the person who spoke just now changed suddenly, and he stood up abruptly and said: "You fart!"
He laughed at the man but didn't answer, but looked at Gene Badma.
Gene Badma frowned and waved his hands impatiently.
Sneering at the man, a cruel pleasure flashed across his eyes, he immediately got up and drew his gun, and before anyone could react, he fired a shot.
The bullet directly pierced through the head of the person who received the money, and the cap on the back of his head was lifted off, spattering red and white.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room fell to freezing point, and several people did not dare to vent their anger.
Only Jean Badma calmly wiped the blood spots on his face with a handkerchief, and said calmly: "Okay, there are no more people who eat inside and outside, and it's time to make a decision."
The others didn't say anything this time.
Gene Baderma paused for a moment and nodded in satisfaction, shaking the list: "These things are what we need most. If we want to keep our victory and become the real masters of this place instead of passing by in the pan, we These things must be obtained, at any cost!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Madura and said, "You are still in charge of this matter. I have no other requirements. The negotiation should be concluded as soon as possible and the goods will arrive as soon as possible."
Madura quickly agreed, but licked his lips and reminded: "But 5000 million US dollars..."
Gene Badma waved his hand: "You don't need to worry about this, I will find a solution for the money." Speaking of this, Gene Badma narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Indu has a temple, and we don't have one. "
In an instant, the expressions of the people present all changed, realizing what Jean Badma wanted to do.
They wanted to dissuade them, but the bloody smell in the room and the corpses lying on the ground made them swallow their words tactfully.
At the same time, I also understand that the real reason for the death of the person just now is probably not that he received 20 US dollars, but that he specially brought it out today to kill chickens and scare monkeys.
Jean Badema finally showed a slight smile: "Very well, it seems that everyone is very united, so it's settled."
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts were very complicated.
I am worried about the serious consequences of following the gourd painting, but I also look forward to the wealth of those temples in Bangladesh.
If that's the case, the few people in the room will definitely get a share.
A mere $20 is nothing.
With mixed emotions, several people left one after another, and only Madura was left in the end.
As the most confidant, I still couldn't help but say: "Jin, we..."
Gene Baderma put away the tough attitude just now, and let out a sigh of relief, a little frustrated: "I know, but do we have other options? La Herman is dead! You understand what this means ?"
Madura was silent.
Of course he understood what that meant.
If La Heman is not dead, their Zeon faction is a powerful local faction, and La Heman will definitely use a lot of benefits to buy them off in the future.
From the very beginning, Jean Badema didn't have the ambition to become the Grand Commander, but now that Herman died suddenly, they had no choice but to step up and ride a tiger.
They had no way out, not to mention they were in conflict before La Heman died, even if there was no such thing, someone would take it for granted and put the shit bowl on their heads.
Once it fails, other factions will swarm up and eat all their bones.
This is also the reason why Jean Badema is so ruthless and decisive.
"Don't worry, I won't let you down!" Madura said solemnly.
Jean Badma patted him on the shoulder, and someone came in to clean up the body after Madura went out.
Gene smoked a cigarette and looked out the window the whole time, until after the work was done, three cigarettes were smoked, and he ordered: "Please come over to that Meiguo man."
After about half an hour.
McNee came in from the outside with a smile, and frowned subconsciously.
Although it was cleaned up, the smell of blood in the house had not completely dissipated.
However, McNee was not an ordinary person, so he didn't make a fuss when he guessed that someone had died in this room not long ago.
After all, in every corner of the world, people will not die someday.
"Hey, my friend!" Gene Badma stood up, smiling and full of energy, and went up to hug McNee.
After exchanging pleasantries, Gene Badema directly handed over the weapon purchase list.
McNee was stunned for a moment, then took it and looked at it, and immediately understood: "Is it from Huaguo Man?"
Jean Badema nodded, and leaned back on the sofa: "I'm also in a difficult situation now! You know, it's not me who really controls Mengga now, but the Li Yuanchao sauce army is here, and even the whole Ruler of the Greater Bay of Bengal."
Of course McNee knew it, but what made him even more troublesome was that the title of 'Jingcheng Red Star Fire Fighting Equipment Company' was clearly printed on the list.
What is this concept.
For him, Li Yuanchao was at best a local warlord.
Red Star Fire Equipment Company represents Du Fei, and Du Fei represents a huge political force.
He would not be afraid if that was all. After all, no matter how powerful the Tathagata Buddha was, he would not be able to control Jerusalem.
But the problem is that Du Fei has a close relationship with the Bush family, and the two parties have also partnered to build a large oil company.
This is not a joke.
McNee was in America's system, and knew how low the lower limit of this huge and corrupt system was.
Especially in the relationship of intertwined interests, he has no doubt that the Bush family will use their hands against him when necessary in order to get involved with Du Fei's interests.
He didn't want to be discovered one day, dying in the car because of a 'sudden heart attack'.
Gene Badma quickly noticed McNee's perfunctory, and couldn't help feeling helpless.
He originally wanted to try to see if he could take advantage of McNee's power to restrain Du Fei and Li Yuanchao, but now it seems that there is little hope.
However, Gene Badma is not an ordinary person after all. Although he was disappointed in his heart, he did not show it on his face, and continued to negotiate: "You have also seen that this is a request from General Li and that Special Envoy Du. They agreed to use the loan before... I am afraid... "
The two had been in contact, and McNee agreed to send Gene a $2000 million loan.
One of the conditions is that at least half of the money must be purchased from Meiguo.
As a middleman, McNee naturally has his benefits.
Now when he heard this, there was a hint of sternness in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.
Who made Meiguo miss this train~
Originally, I was thinking about the grand finale, but it ended early before the grand finale!
In addition, in South Vietnam, they still ask for flowers and fruits, so here they can only swallow their anger.
Otherwise, if something happens, the officer above will not take care of it for him.
But at this moment, Gene Badma suddenly changed the topic: "Unless..."
McNee's heart moved: "Unless what?"
Jean Badema said: "Unless you can find a way to increase the loan amount to 5000 million US dollars, our previous conditions will remain the same. In addition... I can personally provide this amount."
McNee couldn't help his heart beating faster when he saw Gene Baderma's outstretched gesture, but $5000 million is not a small amount.
But then I thought about it again, and felt that I was meddling in my own business.
Whether it is a small amount and whether it can be borrowed is a matter for those banks.
For him, no matter how much the loan is, if there is 1000 million in the end to buy American equipment, he can get two points of benefit, which is 20 US dollars!What's more, Gene Baderma also promised an additional 50.
His salary is nominally no less than [-] U.S. dollars per year, which is already two or three times that of ordinary workers. With the addition of overseas subsidies, his income can be doubled.
But don't forget, the money has to be taxed.
If he really saved 70 US dollars from his salary, he would not be able to save it in 20 years, let alone ten years.
……
On the other hand, when Madura returned to the barracks and brought back the letter from Jean Badma, Du Fei had already left Bangladesh ahead of schedule.
What he should do and say when he came to Li Yuanchao this time is over.
When the war is over and a brand new pattern is formed, at least in the next few decades, the strategic initiative in this direction will be firmly in our hands.
Originally, Du Fei planned to stay for two days before going to Xindeli.
But there was a new change in the situation. Just two hours ago, news came from China that Mosco sent people to Xindeli and expressed his intention to meet with Du Fei through private channels.
The so-called foreign teachers, to put it bluntly, are watching people cook.
Moscow must not be neglected when someone comes, regardless of whether the relationship is good or not, the attitude must be taken seriously.
And this time the other party came, there was an acquaintance of Du Fei, who was Natasha who had met at the shooting range before.
Obviously, this time the other party put a lot of thought into it. They didn't just send someone here, but after some consideration, they found an acquaintance who had contact with Du Fei.
This is the dividend that this war has produced.
Before this, no one expected that this time Xinde Li would take action against Bakistan, Huaguo would not only take action decisively, but also win so beautifully and destroy everything.
Strictly speaking, Xin Deli was beaten before he officially ended.
This result is not unexpected, but the process is really incredible.
learn from mistakes.
If India and Du were careless ten years ago and did not hide, what will happen this time?
This made Moscow's think tank have to re-evaluate the power of Huaguo. This is not a small-scale conflict with hundreds of people, but a large-scale battle of 10,000+ people.
The strategic thinking, tactical literacy, and fighting will shown by the troops bearing the name of the single army completely crushed the Indian army.
Based on the new situation, Moscow is no longer willing to admit it, and has to change its inherent thinking and practices.
……
Two days later, Du Fei first arrived near Allahabad by car, and then took a train to Xindeli.
When we got off the train, it was raining lightly in Xindeli, and there was a smell of damp cow dung in the air.
Outside the train station, the ground is muddy and dirty, and the coolie earners don't care about their bare feet.
Du Fei sat in the car that picked him up and looked out through the window.
Coming back with him is still the few people who dreamed of buying at the beginning.
The person who came to pick me up at the station was a comrade from the agency here.
It is ironic to say that the relationship between the two sides, which had been almost stagnant, became more and more heated after the outbreak of the war and the defeat on the Eastern Front.
"Comrade Du Fei, please let me know if you need anything. Our work will revolve around you during your stay in Xindeli."
In the back seat of the car, a slightly bald, very elegant middle-aged man said earnestly.
Although he was more than ten years older than Du Fei, his eyes were bright when he looked at Du Fei.
As a high-ranking foreigner, Zhang Zhangxue knew a lot of inside information.
Especially when Du Fei came here this time, he learned a lot about Du Fei's situation in a more targeted manner, which surprised him and made him admire him even more.
(End of this chapter)