Holding Tang Feng who was still fascinated in his hand, Wen Feng couldn't tell the joy and sorrow in his heart. What was joyful is that this represents the core of Nanyang merchants finally opened their hearts to him. What was sad is why after paying such a price, these conservative Nanyang people could face their own strength? He turned slowly and his eyes turned from Tang Feng's face to Tang Yimin, who had white hair and beard. He knew that the iron curtain that had suppressed Nanyang for hundreds of years seemed to be finally lifted by him...

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Cangyi is everywhere in the Phnom Penh. However, in a secluded courtyard in the east, there is no sense of the chaos of mobs in this city.

The courtyard is deep and elegant, and it actually occupies a Feng Shui land in the ancient city of Phnom Penh. The beautiful mountains and rivers are not enough to describe its unique features. The scenery of the small bridge and flowing water is unforgettable and can be regarded as the essence of the villa.

There is also a small building in the courtyard. There are even lights flashing on the attic, and there are faint figures flashing in it. It seems like a man and a woman are whispering softly.

It is rare to see the wind and clouds here when the whole city is in chaos. However, when you see two temporary off-road vehicles of the military parked in front of the courtyard. Even if the surroundings of the courtyard are tightly guarded, everything will be natural. No matter how afraid of death mob is, it will not be possible to compete with the army. Seeing this political soldier full of guns and ammunition, even the most fierce robbers would have fled.

On the floating attic, the men and women embrace each other in the reflection of the window, as if they are tender. It was originally a night when the lonely man and widow were having an appointment with a room, but the scene in front of them was so moving that it would be so warm, and the artistic conception was no longer necessary.

However, it was in this silence and warm smell that suddenly changed and suddenly became a sudden rise.

A gunshot, accompanied by a female scream of despair and fear, cut through the tranquility and peace of the courtyard. The whole picture was like a fierce crocodile suddenly emerged from the calm lake. Suddenly, the entire lake became strange and dangerous.

Bang bang bang! The sword light appears, and the soul is amazing!

The gunshots in the attic sounded like a signal, and in an instant it seemed to alarm the countless flashing shadows in the night swept like the wind. Only the gunshots were heard continuously and quickly, and then the sword lights, like snow, suddenly appeared around the courtyard.

"If there is any situation, hurry up and kill me! Ai Qiang wants to see someone alive, and dies to see the corpse!"

"clear!"

These black shadows seemed to have fallen from the sky. The temporary political soldiers guarding various important positions in the courtyard only heard the sudden sound of gunfire. Before they even had time to make moves, they saw bullets and daggers attacking, and even they were killed without even the chance to react.

There were twelve confidants guarding this courtyard, and the twelve temporary political soldiers were killed without even a chance to resist. When they felt something was wrong, they had to find that the attack was close, which made them not even understand how these people approached. Moreover, they were ruthless and fast, so that they could not even resist.

What kind of army is this? It actually has such a terrifying combat power? It is like the elves in the dark night elusive?

In the dark night, only someone could hear a roar of shock. Countless figures jumped out of the silent night. Their agile figures flew past the dead temporary military corpses. With a bang, the gate of the small courtyard had been kicked open, and then these black shadows rushed in like arrows. Their target was the attic where screams had just appeared.

"Beware...there are bombs..."

"Not good...it smells like gasoline...get back..."

With a loud bang, fireworks suddenly bloomed, and several black shadows that rushed to the attic were shocked by the sudden explosion after wave and almost flew up. When their bodies could not stop the explosion after wave and retreated, they were even more shocked to smell a strange smell. Then the flames that were drawn into the sky by artillery fire rose into the sky, almost washing the entire building in an instant.

"You can't catch me! No one can!"

The huge explosion accompanied by flames that seemed to melt iron, swallowing the entire attic. The brave warrior who rushed over quickly stood up in front of the attic and could only stare at everything that was happening in anger. The window in the attic fell down and turned into pieces of debris. A figure covered in fire laughed wildly in the flames. The sound was crazy and made people chill all over:

"Chinese! You will never escape the fate of being enslaved, and you will never..."

"Not good! It's late!"

The flames illuminated the entire courtyard clearly, and all the black shadows flashed out in the courtyard. A tall figure slammed his hands on the iron tree beside him. His teeth were chewed with a loud noise, and he let out a loud roar. The man was actually a bayonet that was rushed to Wenfeng's secret order. The Ai Qiang he was trying to catch was right in front of him. But facing the surging fire, even steel had to melt it. Even if he rushed in and pulled Ai Qiang out, it would be just a human-shaped monster burned to charcoal.

"Get out the team and report the situation to the captain cloud!"

That night, Hurricane Special Forces Brigade attacked from multiple directions, and Bayonet and Yang Hongyu led the soldiers to fly to the city guard command and Ai Qiang’s lover’s villa where Ai Qiang might be. At such an urgent moment, anyone would first guess that Ai Qiang was staying in the command post to command the battle? But no one expected that Ai Qiang didn’t know how crazy it was. This kid was not in the command post, but actually hid in the bed of his lover. When Bayonet and Yang Hongyu rushed to the villa with great enthusiasm, they could only see such a disappointing scene.

Who is it? What purpose do they have? Let a Cambodian major general betray his motherland at all costs, and then lead his army to block the camp of the Chinese team, and try to provoke a genocide in Phnom Penh?

At least no one can know the result at the moment, because now the only insider has been buried in the sea of ​​fire. What did his extremely crazy remarks before his death mean? What does he want to express? Bayonet doesn't know, but he will report all this to Wenfeng intact. He believes that the captain will know how to deal with all this...

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This was a crazy night, and an iron-blooded night!

In the eyes of many people, there are only two possible results this night:

One result is that the Chinese army rose up in the face of the massacre of Chinese people, and despite the obstruction of the two or three thousand temporary political troops in front of the camp, broke with the political army, and shared the same situation with the political forces in Cambodia.

It is entirely believed that their combat effectiveness can destroy the temporary political army in front of them, then break out of the siege to save the Chinese, and then carry out an "inhuman" massacre of local indigenous people in Phnom Penh! Even if it is not a massacre, naturally some people will call it a massacre!

Once the battle starts, the result is self-evident. China will no longer have close peace with Cambodia, nor will it achieve any fruitful post-war agreement. You should know that at least the people who know nothing in Cambodia will not agree with it. There are also many "moral" countries in the world who will also slander China. After all, the Chinese team killed a large number of Cambodian military and civilians, and the seeds of hatred have been planted.

The second result is that the Chinese people swallowed their anger and allowed the indigenous people in Phnom Penh to carry out an inhuman massacre of the Chinese people until they were lenient and bullied the Chinese people to no avail. Until dawn comes, they come to help the Chinese people clean up the mess, which is actually collecting corpses!

There is no doubt about this result. Faced with the inaction of the Chinese team, the literary style finally wants to support and the image of the leader in the minds of Chinese people, it will collapse. Even if China and Cambodia reach more cooperation conditions in the future, once China does not have local Chinese people to respond, it will be difficult for Chinese politics to achieve any decent results in Southeast Asia. They can no longer lead and lead Chinese people, and the threat is naturally less than half, so there is no need to worry about it!

However, no one expected that Wen Feng would take the third path, which not only bankrupted all the enemy's conspiracies, but also established their noble status among the South China Chinese in Cambodia in one fell swoop.

It was precisely because of the cruel and ruthless massacre of the natives in Phnom Penh that Wen Feng used his iron-blooded skills to rescue the vast majority of Chinese compatriots and led them to fight back against these thugs, making these beasts pay the price that they would never forget. It seems to be summarized in a few simple sentences, but in fact the significance of this is so far-reaching that it makes the informed locals in Nanyang feel despair.

Because from today on, although there is no evidence to prove that the Chinese team fired the gun in this battle, all the Chinese in the South China Sea know that they will no longer be alone in Nanyang, because they can have a young Chinese official who dares to act and be responsible as a supporter. The Chinese government is conquering Nanyang in his actual actions and helping the Chinese. Under the leadership of this young man, these Chinese people have seen for the first time that they have strong power to resist. Once this power has been possessed, it will become a mark and remain in the hearts of the Chinese, allowing them to awaken from then on.

Of course, this is not the most terrifying thing. What scares the powerful people in Southeast Asia who truly control the power of life and death in various races is the emergence of literary style.

Wen Feng is undoubtedly a person who does not follow the norm. He seems to be incompatible with the people of this era. It has been thirty years since the founding of New China, but there has never been an official like Wen Feng. How did this person come to Nanyang? How did he appear in Cam Ran Bay, Vietnam all of a sudden? Suddenly, such a big wave was set off in Cambodia again?

This person was like a mystery, and suddenly jumped out of the stone, and then rose like a comet, making the entire Chinese in Nanyang regard him as a savior. It was really beyond everyone's expectations.

"Check it out for me and check all the information called Wenfeng official. No matter how much money or how much power it needs to be used, I hope that in three days I can get all the information from his ancestors' three generations!"

No one would have thought that when Ai Qiang's lover's villa had just turned to ashes, a military vehicle quickly left Phnom Penh with several figures, and then came to a secret camp of a temporary political army. Afterwards, a helicopter soared into the sky. In just one or two hours, the helicopter landed on a huge merchant ship about 2 kilometers outside the excellent port in Cambodia that had not yet developed.

Just got off the helicopter, a clear voice with a slight fury came from the helicopter. The sound was pleasant and pleasant as if it was from a woman, but it was indescribable that it was majestic:

"In this operation, you have the responsibility to not shirke. You underestimate Wen Feng, a Chinese official, so we paid such a great price. If I could, I really want you to have apologize for the future of Nanyang!"

"I know, if I say that, I will definitely take it to the president intact. The information of this Chinese official in literary style will be handed over to you on time. Please also ask the lady to take charge of the overall situation for the Nanyang people!"

Walking out of the helicopter's rumbling range, the woman leading the lead seemed to have no idea of ​​entering the cabin to avoid the wind and waves. Instead, she stood at the bow and looked towards Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Through the heavy night sky, the woman's eyes were bright as if she could see the tragic blood rolled up above the Phnom Penh city, wrapped in unjust souls... (..)
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