The Nepalese army quickly surrounded the Tibetan exiles, Indians and Nepalese mobs who took Chinese hostages.
The rebel alliance, which had lost the "Black Cats" and "Seals" as internal support, simply did not dare to compete with the heavily armed Nepalese army. Under the carrot and stick offensive of the Nepalese commander, these people had no choice but to hand over the hijacked Chinese
tourists.
Seeing that the army really intervened in the riot, the Nepalese people first stopped. Who dared to fight against the troops driving tanks and mounting machine guns after eating leopards? Exiled Tibetans and Indians did not dare to act rashly, because they are all in Nepal.
Going out to beg for food and challenging the Nepalese army is tantamount to jeopardizing your own livelihood.
The alliance among the three quickly disintegrated under the offensive of the Nepalese army. Originally, this so-called alliance was built on the sands of temporary interests. Each had its own plans. How could it withstand the impact of the storm?
Just when these people thought the matter was over, thousands of Tibetan exiles were surrounded by the Nepalese army.
The exiled Tibetans immediately understood what was going on.
But they understood it too late. The commander gave an order and the Nepalese army began a bloody massacre.
Tanks and armored vehicles rumbled in, crushing every Tibetan exile who tried to flee into powder.
Although the exiled Tibetans are strong, they can only be broken into pieces in the Iron Curtain composed of light and heavy weapons.
When the Indians and Nepalese who had just escaped from the encirclement heard the gunfire, the only thing they could do was to kick up their feet and run away desperately.
Seeing the tragic situation of the exiled Tibetans bleeding into rivers and corpses strewn across the fields, the commander's assistant hesitated: "Will we be condemned by the international community if we do this?"
The commander gave a cold "hum" and said: "History is always written by the victors. Who will listen to the moans of the losers?"
The news that the Nepali army had put down the riots and massacred the Tibetan exiles spread throughout Kathmandu like it had wings.
The exiled Tibetans were angry. They clamored to avenge their compatriots who died, and frantically launched terrorist attacks across Kathmandu.
However, this moth-to-flame suicidal act was anticipated by the Nepalese military. The Nepalese army and riot police were ordered to strangle all Tibetan exiles who came into sight.
No one will know how many exiled Tibetans died that night. Once the smoke clears, all this will become an eternal mystery.
After that night, the imprisoned Chinese became a hot target and were all released as quickly as possible. No one was willing to risk their lives in a head-on collision with the hail of bullets and bullets from the Nepalese army.
With the assistance of agents of the Ministry of National Security, "ldh" fighters carried out a killing spree against agents of the "cia" and "Indian Bureau of Investigation and Analysis" spread across Kathmandu.
Faced with the elusive "ldh" warriors who appear like ghosts in the night, even the world's most prestigious "cia" and "India Bureau of Investigation and Analysis" cannot escape the fatal blow.
After a fierce battle, the remaining "SEAL" warriors all fell to the guns of the "Cold Sting Commandos".
That night, the entire Indian "Black Cat" special force was wiped out.
That night, the British "MI6" was terrified.
That night, Russia's "Foreign Intelligence Service" took advantage of the situation.
That night, the Israeli "Mossad" fished in troubled waters.
That night, Pakistan's "Inter-Services Intelligence Agency" was elated.
That night, wolves were scurrying, ghosts were crying and gods were howling.
That night, Kathmandu was completely in a state of excitement.
When the report was received, a grand cocktail party was being held on the Nimitz-class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier USS Stennis cruising in the Bay of Bengal.
Lieutenant General Hill threw a glass of expensive Burgundy red wine to the ground. Looking at his stunned subordinates, he howled wildly like a beast: "Son of a bitch, I know who did it! I'm going to kill him."
them!"
Seeing the list of dead SEALs, everyone felt chilled to the bone. These team members are all the most powerful elite warriors in the U.S. Special Forces. Not only do each of them have superb skills, but they have also participated in more than fifty times.
Their actions and rich combat experience are simply unparalleled, but now they are all dead, and they died miserably. They were shot in the head or simply had their throats cut like animals.
Who is it? Who is that devilish enemy? At this moment, everyone suddenly thought of the terrible answer.
"What on earth are those idiots in Washington doing? We are under attack. Why don't you authorize me to give the Chinese some color?" Hill shouted incoherently, not knowing whether he was drunk or mad.
Everyone looked at the hysterical commander indifferently, and no one tried to dissuade him. Everyone knew that Washington would not fight the Chinese for a few soldiers. Even if Washington was unwilling to do so, he would not provoke him on this basis.
China. The "SEALs" died in Nepal. The Chinese can completely push it away. If they insist on making a fuss, the scandal of US military interference in other countries' internal affairs will be exposed to the world. Isn't this a slap in the face for themselves?
?In the end, not only will it not gain any advantage militarily, but it will lose even more miserably politically.
At midnight, fierce gunfire suddenly erupted from the Presidential Palace of Nepal. Half an hour later, Nepalese soldiers carried out more than a dozen bodies of Indian "black cats" that had been beaten into honeycombs from the Presidential Palace.
The president was leaning on his favorite Indian rosewood carved chair. There was a big hole between his eyebrows, blood was splattered everywhere, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was unwilling to do so.
At dawn, the citizens of Kathmandu, who had been tortured by gunfire and fear all night, learned an extremely shocking news from Gurkha Newspaper, Nepal Radio and Nepal Television: The president was assassinated!
This news quickly spread across Nepal and around the world through radio waves. Suddenly, Nepalese people who had been tortured by war and fear for too long were angry. Massive demonstrations broke out across the country. Radical Nepali youths continued to attack the Indian Embassy in Nepal.
And in front of the embassy, the Indian flag was burned wildly. The blue "Ashoka ***" on the national flag completed hopeless reincarnations again and again in the flames.
The Prime Minister of Nepal quickly delivered a speech, calling on all Nepalese people to unite and jointly resist the enemy's aggression!
Sulla, the number two figure in the Nepali Congress Party, immediately issued instructions to the entire party to support the Prime Minister's decision and ensure the stability of the Federal Republic of Nepal!
When the opposition parties of the Communist Party of Nepal (Maoist) saw that the flag of the Nepali Congress had fallen, they followed suit one after another and unanimously pointed the finger of condemnation at the beleaguered Indian government.
Nepal held a grand state funeral for the president. When the coffin covered with the Nepalese flag slowly passed through the center of Kathmandu, the sad national anthem sounded in everyone's heart:
We Nepalis,
It is a flower ball made of hundreds of flowers.
Territorial sovereignty extends from Meji to Makari.
There are thousands of natural heritages accumulated.
The blood of the warriors bought independence and stability.
The land of knowledge and the land of peace are the plateaus and hillsides.
Our indivisible and dear motherland Nepal.
The diversity of races, languages, religions, and cultures is so vast.
Long live Nepal, our prosperous country.
Looking at the sad Nepalese, Han Feng sighed: "We can finally go home!"
"Brother Feng!" Qin Lan said softly behind Han Feng: "The Prime Minister of Nepal expressed his sincere gratitude to the Chinese government through Mr. Ambassador!"
"We just gave them the right advice at the right time. The key is that they made a smart choice at the right time. What does this have to do with us?" Han Feng turned around and said coldly.
Mo Changfeng smiled: "Boss, your suggestion doesn't matter, it has suddenly changed the history of Nepal! If those 'black cats' knew that they had become the murderers of the President of Nepal after their death, they would jump up and argue with God Shiva.
It’s impossible!”
After hearing Mo Changfeng's "weird theory", Han Feng, Yun Zhong and Qin Lan all laughed.