Chapter 1612 A meeting gift prepared for the Ye family
In this world, the one who least wants peace talks with Hamid is the Ten Thousand Dragons Palace.
Wanlong Palace suffered heavy losses from Hamid this time, and the entire mercenary world was watching their joke. If Wanlong Palace had nothing to say to Hamid at this time, wouldn't it be a shame to be thrown into grandma's house?
However, Chen Zhonglei also knew very well that the real leader in this matter was the government forces. If they were willing to negotiate peace but he refused to agree, it would trigger conflicts between Wanlong Palace and the government forces.
If things continue as they are, the Ten Thousand Dragons Palace, let alone killing Hamid to avenge him, is very likely that if the government forces fall out, even the land they promised before will be reduced to nothing.
If that's the case, Wanlong Palace is too passive, and the most damning thing is that they can't seek revenge from the government forces.
Because mercenaries only exist in gray areas, if they dare to directly confront the government forces of any country, it will inevitably arouse international public outrage.
Therefore, in this case, he can only find ways to stabilize the government forces, otherwise once the government forces decide to negotiate peace, he will be unable to make a comeback.
But just when the government army commander promised Chen Zhonglei to wait a few more days, the middleman sent him some photos.
In several photos, Hamid is standing in different mountain tunnels, with various materials piled up behind him.
The middleman also sent a voice message for Hamid, which was recorded by Hamid himself: "You must think that I am very short of supplies now. I will let you see my strategic reserves now. Whether you believe it or not, I will
I want to remind you that this is only part of my strategic reserve! You should think carefully about whether you want to talk about it or not!"
When the government army commander saw these photos, his blood pressure immediately doubled!
It is no exaggeration to say that the strategic reserves displayed by Hamid are more than those of the entire government army!
The government army is very poor now, and all kinds of supplies are in short supply, but it is different for Hamid. Hamid's supplies are piled up like mountains, and there are countless things to eat and drink!
Moreover, Hamid also deliberately displayed the captured weapons and equipment. The two thousand sets of advanced American standard equipment in Wanlong Palace alone were enough to make his scalp numb.
At this moment, he understood something.
This battle is impossible to fight!
So, he came to Chen Zhonglei's office again with a dark face. The first words he said after entering the door were: "Chen, I have decided to hold peace talks with Hamid this afternoon. If you, Wanlong Palace, do not participate,
, then I will talk to them myself, and after the talks are over, we will withdraw our troops!"
Chen Zhonglei's head suddenly became as big as a bucket, and he blurted out: "Didn't we agree to wait a few more days? Why do you have no credibility at all?!"
"Credit?" The other party threw the phone in front of him angrily and said coldly: "You keep saying that Hamid can't last too long. See for yourself. Is this what you said?"
Chen Zhonglei frowned, picked up the other party's phone and looked at it a few times, and his entire expression suddenly became extremely ugly!
He really didn't expect that Hamid would have such a massive strategic reserve.
Just looking at his reserves, holding on for a year is not a problem at all.
So, he asked: "Where did these photos come from?"
The other party said coldly: "This is all from Hamid himself!"
Chen Zhonglei had a gloomy expression and said through gritted teeth: "Hamid is trying to control our army!"
As he spoke, he said: "In this way, it is no longer up to me to decide whether to negotiate peace. I will report it to our palace master immediately, and it is up to him to decide everything!"
The other party said disdainfully: "I don't give a damn about you. I just came to tell you that I have made an agreement with the other party. At three o'clock this afternoon, Hamid's negotiator will arrive at the military camp by helicopter. By then I will
We will hold peace talks with him face to face, regardless of whether you participate or not!"
After that, he took back his mobile phone from Chen Zhonglei's hand and turned to leave.
Chen Zhonglei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then immediately took out his satellite phone and dialed Wan Pojun who was far away in Yanjing.
At this time, Wan Pojun was in the Wan family's old house, looking at the dozens of cheap coffins piled up in the yard with great satisfaction.
Each of these coffins is made of thin, rotten wooden boards spliced together.
Although the entire body was painted with extremely low-quality red paint, you could still see the gaps in the coffin board that were large enough to fit a one-yuan coin.
Moreover, the smell of this low-quality paint is very pungent, making people feel somewhat uncomfortable in the eyes and throat even in an open-air environment.
Looking at so many extremely cheap coffins, Wan Pojun asked Lu Haotian with a very satisfied smile: "Haotian, where did you buy this pile of rotten wood? I have lived for more than twenty years and have never seen it before.
Such a rotten coffin..."
Lu Haotian smiled and said: "Back to the palace master, these coffins are really hard to find. I took people to the poorest mountainous areas and asked the old carpenters there to knock them out overnight..."
As he spoke, he knocked on the coffin board of one of the coffins and said with a smile: "People say that the thicker the coffin board, the better, but the thickness of this coffin board is not as thick as the bed boards used in rural areas. The old carpenter told me,
Although they are a poor mountainous area, no one in the mountain is willing to use such a low-quality coffin. They would rather go up the mountain to cut down trees and save enough thick wood to ask a carpenter to build a coffin than sleep in such rags. It is said that this kind of rags are useless.
It is specially prepared for the old poor households who have no children and cost a few hundred yuan a mouthful."
"Okay, very good." Wan Pojun nodded with satisfaction and said: "The day before Qingming Festival, you bring enough manpower to send these coffins to the Ye family! If the Ye family is willing to take the initiative to hand over Ye Ling's coffins,
If the mountain came out and took the initiative to dig out the coffins of Ye Changying and all the ancestors of the Ye family to make room for my parents, and if the whole family wore sackcloth and filial piety to welcome my parents' coffins to Yeling Mountain for burial, I could spare their lives, but
If they don’t want to, these coffins can be regarded as the meeting gift I prepared for them!”
Lu Haotian was secretly surprised and couldn't help but ask: "Palace Master, let the Ye family take the initiative to dig out the coffins of their ancestors, and then put mourning on your parents. Can the Ye family accept this kind of shame and humiliation?"
Wan Pojun said expressionlessly: "If they accept it, I will spare their lives; if they don't accept it, then these coffins are prepared for them!"
Lu Haotian asked him: "Palace Master, if the Ye family agrees to your conditions, what will you do with Ye Changying? After all, he has been dead for so many years."
Wan Pojun said coldly: "I have already planned Ye Changying's fate. After my parents move to Yeling Mountain, I will crush Ye Changying's bones and raise ashes with my own hands in front of my parents' graves! Let my parents
The spirit in heaven can see that I finally took the blood feud for them!"
At this moment, Wan Pojun's orderly ran over quickly with a satellite phone and blurted out: "Palace Master! A call from the Blue Eyed Wolf King! He said he has something important to report to you!"
Wan Pojun frowned and said sternly: "Then he'd better have some good news to tell me!"