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Chen Weizheng nodded and replied, "No matter who it is, I will give it to you."
For a person facing death, what else could he not agree to?
Duza said, "Only one person can develop Bangladesh, maintain the integrity of the country, and lead the people to prosperity. This person is the president of Shin Myung Province's Royal Military Academy, General Liu Songzhao. Your Majesty, I hope you can let Principal Liu take over the position of Bangladesh's president. I know you won't bring Bangladesh under Xin Ming because you don't want to have so many Muslim believers in your country. So, it shouldn't be a problem for your cousin to lead them to prosperity and wealth, right? "Xin Ming said. Although we can't become a member of Shin Myung Province, it is also a blessing for Bangladesh to be able to become a brotherly state with Shin Myung Province. "
Chen Weizheng was silent for a while, then nodded solemnly and agreed with Duza.
"Principal Liu is your Majesty's most important right-hand man. I know my request has made it difficult for you!" Duza was unable to catch his breath. He paused for a while before continuing, "Currently, the Indian peninsula seems to be calm, but in fact, there are hidden waves surging. On the surface, it looks like the Indians used assassination methods, but in fact, there are traces of the Americans. I am very clear about the main reason. It is because we provided anesthetic and gas bombs to Iran. After my death, India will definitely take the opportunity to send troops. A new round of Indo-Bangladeshi war is unavoidable. In terms of national strength, Bangladesh is definitely not enough to fight against India. Only by asking Principal Liu Songzhao to preside over the overall situation of Bangladesh, there is a possibility of victory. "
Then he spoke to the Prime Minister in the local dialect of Bangladesh, "I hope you can help President Liu. It is not that I don't trust you, nor is it that you are not capable enough. It is because if Principal Liu does not preside over the overall situation, Shin Myung Province will not care about the new round of Indo-Bangladeshi war. If Shin Myung Province does not join us, we will only fail and become a part of India. For the country, for the people, and also to help me take revenge, I hope you can understand. "
The Prime Minister nodded and said, "I understand. I will do as you say."
Duza died peacefully and peacefully. His eyes were closed and he had a faint smile on his face. At the chase party, everyone who walked past Duza was surprised by his expression, relaxed and content. His last message was, "Being an official is tiring. Being an official of a poor country is even more tiring. Being an official who wants to turn a poor country into a rich country is even more tiring. I'm tired. The Indians set me free. I thank the Indians. " Every Bangladeshi was crying, knowing that they had lost a president who had served the country wholeheartedly and faithfully. The loss of such a virtuous president was a sign that they were in a whirlpool of danger. They were worried for themselves, for their country, and for their president. They could only pin their hopes on the next president.
Comrade Liu Songzhao received a call from Chen Weizheng and immediately came to Boka City from Jiangke City. When he arrived, the first thing he did was to put on a yellow robe and preside over the daily work of Bangladesh. This year, Liu Songzhao was 28 years old.
He came secretly in a light carriage and even flashed past the armed police of the Bangladesh government. He came to the office of Prime Minister Shaikh Man. They had met before and knew each other. When Shaikh Man saw Liu Songzhao sneaking into the office like a spy, he asked, "In front of Principal Liu, all our guards are just decorations."
Liu Songzhao smiled and said, "Old Xie, I want to discuss something with you."
"Go ahead."
"The news that President Duza appointed me as the leader has been known to the whole world. But when will I take office? We can make some news. You can announce later that I have to finish my work at Jiangke Royal Military Academy this semester before I can come to Bangladesh. Before I come, you will be in charge of the work. " Liu Songzhao said, "The first thing to do is to hold a grand funeral for President Duza. All the people will participate. Throughout the entire funeral process, we have to highlight our hatred for the Indians and our determination to take revenge."
"Won't this provoke the Indians? They will send their troops in advance. At that time, we will not be prepared and will be at a disadvantage," Shaikh Man said.
"Even if we want them to send their troops, when I take office, they won't dare to send their troops even if we ask them," Liu Songzhao said confidently.
Shaikh Man glanced at Liu Songzhao and knew that he was not bragging. Principal Liu was now the principal of the most powerful military academy in the world. Wang Yisheng, Duan Wengui, Shi Zhengping, and Zhu Weiguang had just returned from his training. These four were the natural candidates for the next defense minister of Shin Myung Province, New Tang State, New Korea, and the Republic of China, as well as the commander-in-chief of the three armies. At present, all the schools in the world were racking their brains to earn two tuition fees. Only Principal Liu's school could make all the major generals and lieutenant generals in the world want to study there.
"We don't have a suitable leader in our army. Basically, we don't have any combat power. Mr. President, if the Indians attack, it will be difficult to rely on them." Shaikh Man was very clear about the situation of his country.
"Gather all the troops. I will send some people from the Jiangke Military Academy to train them. Before they can take charge, my wife's uncle, General Luoluo, will bring a division from the Shin Myung Province Special Group to help me." Liu Songzhao already had a plan in mind.
Hearing this, Shaikh Man relaxed and said respectfully, "President, during this time, I will have to trouble you to work and rest in my office. I will send your daily necessities and give you a work permit for an ordinary staff member of the State Council's General Office to facilitate your access. I will follow your instructions and use the funeral as an excuse to stir up the passion of the people all over the country. It will also make the whole army full of fighting spirit. Even if they are bare-handed, they will dare to fight with the Indians. "
Liu Songzhao nodded. That was what he meant. This time, he would not leave any hope for the Indians. The Indian Ocean should change its name!
The whole country was in mourning. All the Buddhist temples and Islamic churches had a huge portrait of Mr. Duza hanging on both sides of the portrait. In the middle of the portrait was a huge black flower. The Bangladeshis would enter the church every day and bow to President Duza. When they came out, they would throw the note with the Indian's name into the fire and burn it. The whole country was under military control. All the soldiers wore a white flower on their hats. The soldiers patrolling the streets had a murderous look on their faces. The white flower on their hats shook as they walked, as if it was alive.
The Bangladeshi National Defense Force officers above lieutenant colonel were divided into two batches and sent to Jiangke Military Academy for further studies. All the students in Jiangke Military Academy came to Bangladesh to train the Bangladeshi National Defense Force. They started from the formation, composition, and internal affairs, and finally landed on discipline and physical training. In just half a month, the Bangladeshi National Defense Force had a complete change. Xiao Song, who was observing in the dark, nodded. This kind of soldier was basically useful.
The Indians had not properly entered, but Luo Luo had already started to take action. The reason was that Hua Zheng had called Xiao Song and said, "Your president has already been killed. What are you waiting for? Start taking revenge in one go. "
Luo Luo divided the first division of the special forces into 500 small groups. Each group had about 20 people and was equipped with a company of the Bangladeshi National Defense Force. In one night, they used VX gas bombs to destroy 100 small and medium-sized Indian cities. 60 million people died in India overnight because of this.
The Bangladeshi Prime Minister Shaikh Khan repeatedly said this sentence at the press conference the next day, "Kill all the Indians and avenge President Duza."
The same killing only needed three to five times, and the Indians would be completely wiped out.
When the Indian troops started to gather and prepare to attack Bangladesh, 10 Air Overlords were filled with VX gas and sprinkled it on the army camp. 200,000 troops died.
The Americans stepped in and mediated. Originally, they wanted China, Russia, and Shin Myung Province to step in together, but they were rejected by the three countries. The three countries felt that the Americans were the ones who opened the Pandora's box of VX gas bombs. This kind of thing needed to be solved by the Americans themselves.
The Indians were pleading with the Americans to give them some gas bombs as revenge, and the Americans agreed.
After negotiations, the Americans would provide 20 tons of VX gas bombs for free as a strategic threat. They would never have dreamed that their negotiations would take place under Chen Weizheng's nose. Chen Weizheng had long predicted that India would buy gas bombs from the Americans. Therefore, he asked Chen Weizheng and Chen Huaju to go to New Delhi to closely monitor the latest movements.
In order not to be discovered by others, a high-speed transport plane was refueled in the air from the American air force base and flew straight to Mumbai. Unexpectedly, this plane was already under Xin Ming's surveillance. When the plane was about to land at Mumbai's military airport, an Air Overlord flew over from Pakistan. A small Qinglong 17 bomb hit the transport plane and caused it to explode in the air. The entire plane of VX gas bombs also exploded. Mumbai, the largest seaport in India with a population of 20 million, immediately became a hell on earth. After inhaling a mouthful of American gas, the people went to see Shiva or God to tell them how the air from the other side of the world tasted.
The explosion in the sky above Mumbai woke the Indians up from their dreams. Their enemy was not just a small Bangladesh, but Liu Songzhao, the principal of the Royal Military Academy in Shin Myung Province and the boss of the current generation of Huangpu Military Academy.
The Indians wanted to stop the war, but looking at Liu Songzhao, it was clear that he wanted to destroy the whole of India. At this time, the Indians held a press conference. At the conference, they believed that the assassination of the Bangladeshi president was ordered by the Americans, and that the assassin was a homeless person bought by the Americans. Now that the Bangladeshi people were angry at all the Indians, it was unfair to the Indians …
Just as the questions and answers were lively, a reporter suddenly tilted his head and fell asleep. The other reporters agreed that this reporter must have had too much sex last night, so he could sleep soundly in this kind of situation. Before they could really figure out the reason, everyone in the venue fell into a deep sleep. Four hours later, everyone woke up from their sleep. On the projection in the venue, a line of Chinese words was fixed: Next time, let's switch to VX from the Americans.
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