The entertainment lasted until late at night. Tu Sheng appeared and shouted, "Brothers, get to work!"
One thousand men, each holding a knife, drank their last mouthful of alcohol, turned off the lights and left.
The 4th Division's camp was dead silent. The 5th Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Division of the Shin Myung Province's Special Forces had just left. They came in a hurry and left in a hurry. They waved their hands and didn't take away a single cloud, only leaving behind some anesthetic gas. The members of Tu Sheng's Slaughtering Team wore Chinese-made pig masks and began to divide the work. Each person had to kill fifteen people within an hour. After that, it was time to happily loot. As long as the 4th Division had something, they could take it away if they wanted. There were more than ten people who directly drove the 4th Division's grain transport vehicles back to their hometowns in order to transport the 4th Division's stored rice back to their hometowns so that their wives and children could eat.
When the sun rose, Tu Sheng's Slaughter Team finished their work and returned to the other side of the river. It was as if nothing had happened. The gentle breeze was intoxicating, and the autumn wind was tiring. Only a short section of the river had a faint reddish color. After a while, the reddish color merged into the river and nothing else changed.
The 3rd Military Region had been unable to contact the 4th Division for 5 hours. They had tried all kinds of telecommunications, phone calls, and telegrams, but to no avail. In the end, the headquarters could only use the most primitive method to contact the 4th Division and search for them manually. When they saw the 4th Division, there were already swarms of flies hovering above them.
Siam was in chaos. Siam was shocked. The king of Siam began to speak again. "We are facing the worst terrorist attack."
The 7th Infantry Division and the 3rd Engineer Division of the 3rd Military Region marched north. This time, they were like a red-eyed shrew. As soon as they reached the Slaughter Team's camp, they didn't care about anything else. They didn't care about the protests from Shin Myung Province and the stench of the 4th Division's corpses. They set up their cannons and aimed at the other side of the river and started firing. The Type 82 130mm multiple barrel rocket launchers and the US M198 howitzers let out a deafening roar. The tents on the other side of the river were overturned one by one. The military items were thrown high into the air and landed in the river, on the shore, and on the trees. In the town of Wabo in the Southern Province, which was only five kilometers away from the station, more than a thousand men were setting up a hundred tables and drinking. They had agreed beforehand that the bill would be paid in Siamese currency, even if it was a little more expensive.
The news personnel of Shin Myung Province were very dedicated to recording the bombardment performance of the 7th Infantry Division of the 3rd Military Region. The bombardment lasted for an hour, and there was not a single thing that could stand upright on the beach on the other side of the river. At this time, a team of Xinming troops appeared, followed closely by a large group of reporters. Seeing these people, the personnel of the 7th Infantry Division prepared a lot of excuses and apologies, but no one paid them any attention. Someone from the Xinming troops said something in front of the reporters, and when they saw the reporters nodding their heads to record it, they dispersed in an uproar.
Ten minutes later, the letter of protest from Shin Myung Province was delivered to the office of the Prime Minister of Siam.
"Only ten billion!" Qiu Cha said to Maud Bundle, "This time we only prepared ten billion, you can't ask for too much."
"This time I don't want money." Maud Bundle said, "Last time when the country was just established, we were short of money everywhere, so we asked for money. Now we have money, we are very rich, so we don't want money!"
"If you don't want money, then what do you want?" Qiu Cha was stunned.
"We are going to declare war on you!" Maud Bundle said, "Last time, you entered our country with an armored vehicle group without our permission. This time, your infantry division randomly bombarded our country for an hour. Don't tell me that this was a mistake."
"No, we won't accept your declaration of war!" Qiu Cha jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.
Hearing Qiu Cha's childish words, the people in Maud Bundle's office laughed until they fell down.
The 7th division's anti-chemical unit had just buried the bodies of the 4th division. After finishing the anti-chemical work, everyone received a short message. The content of the message was very simple: Today you are burying others, who knows who will be burying you tomorrow.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then they shouted and started to run for their lives. When the other members of the 7th division heard the message, they also started to run with the anti-chemical unit. In a short period of time, the road from Chiang Rai to Chiang Mai was filled with 7th division's vehicles. The vehicles were faster than ever before, fiercer than ever, and more ferocious than ever before.
More than ten thousand people had all handed in their letters of retirement. The division commander reported to the leader of the 3rd Military Region that these people were traumatized by the 4th division's death. They would probably be traumatized and would never be able to serve again.
That night, the Chiang Rai police station was cleared out. All the policemen on duty were killed, including the internal guards who were on duty. There were many things in the police station, such as tranquilizer guns, steel ball guns, and computers. All the files were destroyed.
In Chiang Rai, a place where there were no troops stationed, Tu Sheng's slaughtering team started to clear out the people in the counties one by one. Officials and government officials were all targeted. Siam didn't care about a small place like Chiang Rai. Shin Myung Province's declaration of war was the biggest problem. How to deal with Shin Myung Province was the most important thing.
In Qing Mei town, Li Jiaguo's body was beyond cure. The doctor told him that he couldn't drink anymore. Otherwise, alcohol would take his life. Sure enough, the two bottles of Maotai brought by Liu Yu became the catalyst to take his life. Beside his bed, Li Xiangbei was receiving his teachings.
Tu Sheng's work was very effective, but Li Xiangbei didn't agree. Li Xiangbei, who had received peaceful education since he was young, couldn't accept this kind of bloodshed. If he had to use this kind of method to obtain his rights, it would be too cruel.
Li Jiaguo used the last of his strength to say, "To be tolerant of others is to be cruel to yourself!"
Li Xiangbei couldn't understand why Li Jiaguo used all his strength to say the last sentence. He chose another way to solve the problem. He found the Siam military and sacrificed a thousand of Tu Sheng's men in exchange for everyone's identity cards. The Siam military completely agreed and even appointed Li Xiangbei as a coordinating committee member with the rank of lieutenant colonel.
Li Jiaguo died, and he died with satisfaction. He knew that he could only cooperate with Shin Myung Province. As long as Tu Sheng continued to cause trouble, Siam would soon meet the survival requirements of his 200,000 people. The problem that couldn't be solved for many generations could finally be solved in his generation. He smiled from the bottom of his heart. There was one thing he didn't understand until he died. For a person who was about to die, what was the difference between having an identity and not having one?
Li Jiaguo was dead, and no one could control Li Xiangbei anymore. Li Xiangbei began to work according to his own ideas. He knew that today, the target of the slaughtering team was Ban Long.
On the way to Ban Long, Tu Sheng received a call from home. Li Jiaguo was dead, and Tu Sheng was very sad. Li Jiaguo was his good friend, and he was also his teacher and friend. He understood his concern for Qing Mei Village. Li Jiaguo suddenly died, and for the first time, Tu Sheng felt lost about his future. Suddenly, he felt very powerless, and said to the deputy beside him, "My country is dead, and I'm not happy. I don't want to go to Ban Long anymore. I'll find a small town nearby and set it on fire, and then go back."
The deputy understood him, but he didn't want to give up on the plundering of Ban Long. It had been planned for a long time, and giving up would be too wasteful. He said to Tu Sheng, "Uncle Sheng, how about this? You take the guards to the front of Luo Sai Village and set it on fire, and then wait here for us to come back.
"Okay!" Tu Sheng felt that his steps were getting heavier, and his head was getting bigger. He agreed to the deputy's suggestion. The deputy's surname was Duan, and his name was Duan Wengui. He was less than 30 years old, and he was good at doing bad things. During this period of time, he had been plundering around Chiang Rai. He had many ideas, and his methods were ruthless. He knew how to rob and calculate, and countless Siamese had died in his hands.
Luo Sai Village was a small village with only a hundred households. A single anesthetic bomb was enough to knock out the entire village, including the chickens, ducks, cows, dogs, and pigs.
He found a place and skinned two pigs and a cow. Then, he made a fire, simmered a few beggar's chickens, and stewed a few big pots of chicken cubes. It was considered as a way to make the brothers who were going to Ban Long to pass the night. When the brothers came back, they would bring hot soup and hot wine. In life, the most important thing was to pursue two words: food and drink.
It was October, and the night in the mountains was a little cold. After 12 o 'clock, Tu Sheng had a fever. He knew that he was old. For the past two months, he had followed this group of young men through wind and rain. He couldn't take it anymore! Li Dingguo was already dead. How long could he live?
The guards used dried chili to cook a pot of hot chicken soup and served it. The boiling chili oil was boiling, and Tu Sheng drank a big bowl. He was drenched in sweat and relaxed. Not long after, he let out a deep groan.
After an unknown amount of time, Tu Sheng was awakened by the sound of hurried footsteps. When he opened his eyes, he saw Duan Wengui standing in front of him with a face full of blood. "What's wrong?" Tu Sheng turned over and got off the bed. His body was still weak, and he swayed and almost fell to the ground.
"We were ambushed. Half of our army is missing, and everyone is injured. "Duan Wengui supported Tu Sheng and said.
"What happened?" Tu Sheng asked.
"Li Xiangbei told us. He made an agreement with the Siamese. If he helped the Siamese destroy us, he would help us get identity cards. "Duan Wengui said.
"It's so simple! These old tricks were used a few times a year in the 50s and 60s. "Tu Sheng said," Gather everyone and attack Ban Long again. "
Those who could eat ate and those who could drink drank. Those who were injured were treated, and those who couldn't move lay in the vehicles. The guards were the drivers, and the others sat in the vehicles. Those who could sleep slept, and those who couldn't sleep rested.
As Tu Sheng expected, after the ambush, the people of Ban Long were all immersed in their victory. At this moment of victory, Tu Sheng's tranquilizer bomb was ignited.
The new 4th Division of the 3rd Military Region was once again lost here. Including the coordinating committee member, Li Xiangbei. When the members of the Slaughter Team brought Li Xiangbei's head to Tu Sheng, Tu Sheng sighed and said, "Beauty, there are no softies."
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