The situation in Thailand has become unprecedentedly tense, and demonstrations have intensified, spreading from the south to the north. Faced with this situation, Prime Minister Yingluck Shinawatra frequently appears and gives speeches in public. This is to win over people's hearts and minds.
Under this situation, Yan Fenghuo, who was responsible for personal protection of Yingluck, felt a lot of pressure and could not relax every day. You know, what he is good at is not defense, but never-ending offense. But the profession of bodyguard
The requirement is defense, from food to drinking water, from the items used to every place you pass.
Every time he gave a speech in public, Yan Fenghuo would analyze the buildings and crowds in the area in detail, and then formulate various defense plans. Maybe he was not a professional bodyguard, but his defense plan was impeccable.
Because he uses an offensive mindset to defend, find all the positions that can be attacked, clear and occupy them in advance, which is much better than pure defense. But what he is most worried about is behind, and often the real danger comes from behind.
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After a busy day, Yingluck walked into the Prime Minister's Office with Yan Fenghuo leading the way. Entering the room, Yan Fenghuo stopped, squinted his eyes and carefully checked the cracks in the door, and then gently pushed it open. After pushing it open, he was not in a hurry.
Instead of turning on the light, he leaned over the switch and sniffed twice before turning on the light.
"Brother, you don't have to be so nervous every day." Yingluck smiled and said: "No matter what the chaos is outside, at least the Prime Minister's Office is safe. Besides, if the Prime Minister dies in the Presidential Office, I'm afraid it's not what those people want.
.What they want is for me to give up power, not to seize it."
Yan Fenghuo smiled and walked around the room. After making sure that there was no danger, he signaled to Yingluck that she could act as she pleased.
Yingla walked straight to the table and picked up the half cup of water left in the morning. But as soon as she picked it up, Yan Fenghuo reached for it and poured it out. Then he changed the quilt and poured water for her.
"What I'm afraid of is not the Yellow Shirt Army, but third-party forces." Yan Fenghuo sat on a chair, stretched out comfortably and said, "The Yellow Shirt Army will not do such a thing. If they do, I'm afraid everyone will be afraid of it."
Everyone will point their fingers at them. But the third party forces are eager to let you die in this situation, and then take advantage of the chaos to rise up."
Having followed Yingluck for a week, Yan Fenghuo already has an understanding of the situation in Thailand. There are two armies in Thailand, one is the red shirt army, and the other is the yellow shirt army. The red shirt army is close to the people, and the yellow shirt army is close to the people.
The royal family, this is not a country of one-party dictatorship. Third-party forces, fourth-party forces, and even more forces have formed Thailand, a country that looks beautiful and peaceful on the surface.
In this case, if Yingluck is assassinated, I am afraid that the people's anger will fall on the head of the Yellow Shirt Army, because both Yingluck and her brother Thaksin are the people's prime ministers, and they are through the people.
ran for the position of prime minister.
"You are very talented in politics." Yingluck took a sip of water and said to Yan Fenghuo with a smile: "I believe that if you enter politics, your achievements will definitely not be small."
"Hahaha..." Yan Fenghuo laughed after hearing this, shook his head and said: "Sister, I am not a political candidate at all. I rely on combat intuition. With my combat intuition, it is easy to distinguish
Where is the most dangerous place? Third-party and fourth-party forces are dangerous, and the most dangerous thing is behind our backs. I believe you have planted many spies in other parties. Correspondingly, spies have also been planted behind your back.
.It’s just that these spies are hiding in hidden places and are difficult to detect. No one knows whether they will be stabbed in the back at a critical moment.”
Yan Fenghuo is by no means an alarmist. He is stating a fact. Because this is one of the most direct and commonly used methods. When the United States does everything possible to steal China's secrets and deploy many spies, China also places many spies in the United States to carry out attacks on the United States.
Monitoring. The world has long entered the information age. If you cannot grasp the other party's information, you are equivalent to being blind.
This is not the age of nuclear weapons, nor the age of aircraft carriers, nor the age of space, but the complete information age.
"These bodyguards of mine have absolute loyalty..."
"No, there is no absolute loyalty in this world." Yan Fenghuo interrupted Yingla and said mercilessly: "Betraying or not is just because the chips are given enough, and it has nothing to do with loyalty. It can be said that if someone
The bargaining chips given to me are enough to make my heart move, and I will betray you too."
Yingluck smiled and made a helpless expression.
As the prime minister, she would not think of things so simply, but she is full of confidence in her bodyguards. Because her bodyguards are all made up of family members, their loyalty is unquestionable.
"Maybe you are worrying too much." Yingluck smiled.
"Maybe, but you have to admit that your information has been interrupted. In other words, you have become half blind now." Yan Fenghuo continued bluntly: "This problem can no longer be solved, the information network has been
Destroyed."
Yingluck has nothing to refute on this point. Her information network has indeed been destroyed, otherwise she would not have known about the transfer of power of the Jewish consortium. This matter is not particularly secretive at all, but she just doesn't
Know.
"So I can only try my best to win the hearts and minds of the people." Yingluck thought for a moment and said: "If even the last bit of the people's hearts and minds is lost, it will be a real earthquake."
"Sister, I am discussing this issue with you as a younger brother." Yan Fenghuo took out a cigarette and lit it, and said with a smile: "I don't want my suggestions to affect any of your judgments. We are just having family affairs now.
hehe."
"That's right, we are just having fun." Yingla picked up a lychee, peeled it off, handed it to Yan Fenghuo and complained: "Other special forces soldiers don't smoke, but you still hold a cigarette in your mouth all day long.
Put it down and eat lychees."
"Sister, let me finish it," Yan Fenghuo said with a bitter look on his face, "I've been holding it in for a whole day, why don't you let me have a good time now?"
The two instantly fell into their roles and became affectionate siblings. However, they both felt very awkward because their sibling relationship was very special. One was the prime minister and the other was a soldier.
If they were all ordinary people, this feeling would come out of their hearts easily, but unfortunately they are not. The biggest thing about becoming siblings is the maintenance of the relationship, or a sincere way of expression.
God sister, god brother, these terms only represent a relationship, but do not represent the depth of the relationship.
"Sister, why don't you go to Xiao He?" Yan Fenghuo gently took a puff of smoke and said, "The relationship between you and Xiao He is definitely not simple, and he is supporting the Yellow Shirt Army this time. Is there something awkward between you two?
?”
The relationship between Yingluck and Xiao He is secret, and no outsider knows what the relationship between them is. But one thing is certain, the relationship between them is definitely complicated.
"Awkward?" Yingluck didn't expect Yan Fenghuo to ask this question. She shook her head and said with a smile, "No, we are the best partners, so of course there won't be any awkwardness."
"But he didn't help you." Yan Fenghuo stared into Yingla's eyes.
The best partner is definitely the best partner. When Xiao He asked Yingluck to send troops for rescue, Yingluck immediately sent the army. This alone is enough to be the best partner, and a very, very best partner.
But now Xiao He is helping the Yellow Shirt Army. If he can help Yingluck, perhaps the current situation will be much better, and perhaps he will not worry about the military coup at all.
"He has his reasons. I can't convince him, and he can't convince me." Yingluck said lightly: "He wants me to step down from the position of prime minister, complete a peaceful transition, and eventually become a leisurely prime minister."
Ordinary people, but I can't accept it."
"Why?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"because……"
With a "bang", the door was pushed open with great force, and a heavily armed soldier rushed in.
The moment he rushed in, Yan Fenghuo pressed down Yingluck's head, jumped up and passed over the table, blocked Yingluck's body with his own body, took out a pistol with his right hand and pointed it at the soldier's head, buttoning the gun without hesitation.
Move the trigger.
"Bang!"
Gunfire rang out.
This soldier's face was covered in paint, but none of the soldiers in the Prime Minister's Office had any paint on their faces. Perhaps many people's first reaction at this time was that something was wrong, but Yan Fenghuo's first reaction was that something was wrong.
This is an obvious issue, but one that is most easily overlooked.
After being shot, the soldier's originally standing body suddenly lay flat on his back to avoid the bullet. When his back hit the floor hard, he completed a standard tactical roll backwards and raised his hand to smash the rifle in his hand.
Xiang Yan Fenghuo.
"Bang!"
Yan Fenghuo shot the rifle that hit him, stretched out his left arm to hold Yingla, and ran toward the bedroom like lightning.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three gunshots rang out from behind, and the bullets pierced Yan Fenghuo's back. The powerful penetrating force pushed his body out of balance, and almost with a throwing motion, Yingluck was pushed into the bedroom from ten meters away.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yan Fenghuo crawled to the ground heavily. The moment he fell to the ground, he fiercely pressed the controller hidden in his sleeve.
"Bang!"
A heavy iron door fell heavily from the top of the bedroom, completely isolating Yingluck in an absolutely safe area.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!...cough cough cough..."
Yan Fenghuo, who was lying on the ground, turned over and lay on his back, spitting blood from his mouth and coughing violently. He stretched out his hand and crushed the controller in his sleeve with all his strength, tilted his neck back, and hit his head hard on the ground.
It seemed that he could no longer survive, and he started to convulse.
The outside has become chaotic. Gunshots were heard from the prime minister's room, and groups of guards rushed here as quickly as possible.
The soldier who carried out the assassination took out a grenade, opened the safety cover and threw it towards the east window.
"boom!"
"Wow!"
In the explosion, the glass was shattered.
Instead of running away, he immediately picked up the gun and walked behind the door, quickly wiping the paint off his face.
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister! Your Excellency, Prime Minister!"
Soldiers rushed in, searching for Yingluck. When they saw Yan Fenghuo lying on the ground covered in blood, they immediately ran towards him.
"The assassin has escaped, chase him!"
The soldier behind the door dodged and blended in with the other soldiers, taking the lead to rush toward the blown-out window. As he sprang out, two groups of soldiers immediately followed him and chased the assassin.
"Mr. Yan! Mr. Yan! How is the Prime Minister? How is the Prime Minister?" The guard captain helped Yan Fenghuo up and asked anxiously.
"It's okay." Yan Fenghuo grabbed the captain's shoulder and stood up, unbuttoned his clothes with one hand, took off the body armor he was wearing and threw it heavily on the ground.
Three shiny warheads were embedded in the steel plate of the body armor, completely deformed.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yan Fenghuo coughed again, squatted down with difficulty to pick up the warhead, and carefully inspected the palm-sized burst hole where the body armor was hit.
This is a warhead made entirely of fine steel, with unparalleled penetrating power. However, the penetrating power of these three warheads is very poor, and they appear to be in the shape of an explosion. Moreover, the undeformed root of the warhead is a thread, that is,
It is said that these three warheads are thread-shaped warheads.
No one will use this strange special warhead. This kind of warhead is only suitable for killing people at close range and is not suitable for combat. Moreover, such special warhead must be customized.
Yan Fenghuo couldn't think of where such a warhead could be made, but there was no doubt that the threaded warhead was more explosive and could explode a crocodile's head at a close range!