Chapter 1483 Life or death

Prince Rana took a deep breath. He was not sure about coming to Kuching this time.

Compared to his father, he is more sensitive to Zheng Zhi and sees it more clearly.

The current situation of Zhenla and where it will go in the future all depend on Du Fei alone, not the capital.

They had tried hard last time and found various ways, but there was no news. It was obvious that they didn't want to offend Du Fei's side for them.

Especially after Wu Ting captured Saigon, troops were constantly drawn from the Chenla front line, and the war was over.

The Nanyang intimidation troops can attack Vietnam and Guo in one go.

But the result is that the Nanyang intimidation troops not only did not move, but even allowed Wu Ting's subordinates to continue to control nearly half of Chenla's territory with a small number of troops.

On the contrary, they, the Chenla royal family, have not yet established a truly effective connection with Du Fei and the power center in Kuching.

This made him sad, but there was nothing he could do about it.

At the same time, Du Fei had learned that the prince had arrived in Kuching.

"Prince Lana?" Du Fei smiled and fiddled with the coins Chen Fangshi had just sent.

In the first half of next year, the Nanyang Federation will completely replace the original Indian shield and issue a new set of currencies.

The currency value is equivalent to the RMB.

Although this move was opposed by Subian and Surabaya, the arms could not twist the thighs. The two sides still understood each other and gave in after a few yells and some benefits.

Du Fei thought for a while and said: "I'm gone. Old Chen, please give me a reception. The standards must be high and you can give me enough face. After all, we are our old friends."

Chen Fangshi nodded, already understanding Du Fei's attitude towards the prince.

For a long time in the future, Chenla will maintain the current situation and will not easily let the original royal family go back.

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At the other end, in the square in front of Saigon Red Church.

A grand rally was being held at this time. People were pouring in from the surrounding roads and streets, and it was packed to the rafters. Some were holding banners, and some were shouting slogans.

In the middle, there is a wooden platform set up. In half an hour, Wu Ting will appear and give a speech.

The area around the platform is heavily guarded, including guards in nearby buildings.

In a four-story building one kilometer away from here.

Wenshan stood by the window, holding a box with a sniper rifle in his hand.

The streets in Saigon are not straight and horizontal, but there is just a gap here, which can form a narrow shooting field of view between several intersecting streets.

This passage is very narrow and very secretive.

It was the shooting point that Ruan Chunning found with great effort.

Wenshan raised his hand to look at his watch, turned around, put the box on the table, and began to assemble the rifle.

After yesterday's adaptation, he already understood the temperament of this gun, and he was very confident about this distance.

Although Wu Ting was once a hero he admired, but now he chose to betray him, he could only send a bullet.

After the sniper rifle was assembled, Wenshan held it hard, with veins protruding on the back of his hand. He came to the window again with sinister eyes and placed the sniper rifle on the table inside the window.

In order to prevent being discovered, he lowered the curtains, leaving only a crack, his cheek pressed against the butt of the gun, and his eyes looked into the scope.

At this time, a sudden sound of mountain roaring and tsunami came from the direction of the gathering.

Following closely, an old man in military uniform walked onto the podium...

Wenshan took a deep breath. The target appeared in the scope, but he did not take action immediately.

He must confirm the target before pulling the trigger and wait for the greatest opportunity. He only has one chance.

Two minutes later, in the sight, the man on the rostrum turned his head this way.

Wenshan's eyes were sharp and he couldn't help but frown.

Although that person looked exactly like Wu Ting, he felt that there was something missing.

But this was just a fleeting thought. At this point, if there was no solid evidence that it was not Wu Ting, he would not be able to suspend the assassination operation.

As a tool, his feelings are completely worth mentioning.

Wenshan took a deep breath to calm down the distracting thoughts in his mind, put his finger on the trigger and started to exert force.

At the next moment, there was a gunshot!

In less than two seconds, the person standing in the middle of the stage a kilometer away fell to the ground.

The sound of gunshots was heard in the next second, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. There were already many people at the scene, but something suddenly happened, causing chaos immediately.

Fortunately, countermeasures were taken in advance. There were a large number of people on site to maintain order. After a brief period of chaos, the situation was quickly controlled and no more serious stampede occurred.

Wenshan had no expression on his face. After shooting and confirming that the target had been shot, Wenshan immediately picked up the rifle and threw it under the bed next to him.

Then leave here quickly.

Although the distance was one kilometer, he knew that there were masters around Wu Ting, and they would find this place soon after the gunshots were fired. He did not have time to calmly deal with the aftermath, and the most important thing now was to retreat.

Sure enough, less than three minutes after Wenshan left the house, a figure suddenly broke through the window from outside and broke in.

This man was wearing a military uniform, his skin was like black coal, his eyes were shining with a violent cold light, he lifted his nose and smelled, then raised his legs and kicked towards the wooden bed.

With a click, the wooden bed was shattered by force, revealing the sniper rifle thrown underneath.

The man in military uniform gritted his teeth and immediately turned around and chased after him.

At the same time, the person who was shot was sent to the hospital immediately.

In fact, he was shot in the head and died on the spot, so there was no point in sending him to the hospital.

At the same time, in Wu Ting's office.

Wu Chunsheng looked at the old man behind the desk with an angry face: "Father..."

The old man was Wu Ting, and he was very depressed at this time. Although he used a substitute, he really didn't expect that the north would assassinate him.

At the same time, I also realized that my previous attempts to maintain the status quo were too naive.

Wu Ting sighed and said, "Could it be that Yueguo can't escape the fate of one south and one north after all?"

Regarding this issue, Wu Chunsheng didn't know what to say.

After Wu Ting sighed with emotion, he became firm: "That's all, they were the first to be unkind, so don't blame me, Wu, for being unjust."

Wu Chunsheng's eyes lit up, this was what he had been waiting for all morning.

Wu Ting had been hesitating before, but was completely angered by this assassination. Since the superficial peace could not be maintained, the only solution was to use force.

Once he made up his mind, Wu Ting showed the qualities that a famous general should have, and Lei Li issued a series of orders in a calm manner.

In an instant, a huge war machine involving nearly 300,000 soldiers began to operate.

Wu Chunsheng couldn't help but his heart beat faster, and he looked excitedly at his father who was calmly deploying the phone.

A few minutes later, Wu Ting put down the phone. After making up his mind, he seemed to be more than ten years younger. He strode to the clothes rack on the wall and took off the armed belt hanging with the pistol.

Since the occupation of Saigon, Wu Ting's role has gradually changed. Although he still wears military uniforms most of the time, he no longer carries a gun with him.

Carrying a gun again has a very important symbolic meaning. He must let his subordinates see his determination.

In this battle, no matter what, there will be victory but no defeat!

"Chunsheng, please contact Kuching immediately." Wu Ting put on his armed belt familiarly and quickly ordered: "At least get a loan of 100 million yuan, and in addition..."

Having said this, Wu Ting hesitated a little, but finally gritted his teeth: "Let their air force in Chenla support our operations."

Wu Chunsheng nodded quickly. He has been responsible for dealing with Kuching.

When the cannon goes off, there is a thousand taels of gold.

In the final analysis, war is about logistics, and logistics, to put it bluntly, is money.

Moreover, what Wu Ting wanted this time was a quick victory, not a sloppy war of attrition.

Wu Chunsheng was a little worried: "Father, these two items should be fine, but..."

Wu Ting understood that his son was worried about how much price they would have to pay.

There is never a free lunch in the world.

Wu Ting was thinking about this when he didn't want to fight before. He didn't have many chips in his hand. If he really wanted to fight Hanoi, he would definitely have to cut his flesh.

But now, he was forced to have no choice but to say in a deep voice: "I can agree to any conditions they put forward."

Wu Chunsheng was stunned, he did not expect such words to come out of his father's mouth.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Wu Ting shook his head secretly. His son was considered excellent, but sometimes his reactions were still slow.

Explained: "If we lose this battle, we will completely lose our independence. From now on, we can only survive by being completely dependent on Kuching."

Wu Chunsheng nodded. He understood this. If he really wanted to do that, it wouldn't matter what conditions he agreed to now.

"If we win..." Wu Ting's eyes became more profound at this time: "If Hanoi is captured, I will go to the capital as soon as possible..."
To be continued...