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Chapter 852: Gunfire at the Border (Fourth update, please subscribe)

The world in 1955 was destined to be colorful.

In February, the Commonwealth launched its first artificial satellite in the South Pacific. A month later, the United States also launched its own artificial satellite, Explorer 1. As if in a stress response, the United States launched three more artificial satellites in succession after a successful launch, as if to show its attitude: Blue Planet is the most awesome.

Even if you can't be the world's number one, being the number one in quantity is also pretty impressive.

Stimulated by the United States, the Soviet Union followed suit and launched two satellites. We, Russia, are no less beautiful than you, Russia.

This also marks that mankind has officially entered the space age, and the way to open this era is the competition, or contest, between countries.

This competition extends from the ground to space, and space is just the distant frontier.

And what about the real frontier?
But it is still on earth, at the borders of countries.

The national border is not just a pillar or a boundary marker.

However, as a boundary marker, they stand there, silently gazing at each other, seeming to symbolize two worlds.

But in fact, such a border cannot stop anyone.

Sometimes, some special national borders require extra protection. For example, two 2-meter-high wire fences were built in the border area between northern Malaya and Siam. This barbed wire fence, which stretches for hundreds of kilometers, is not only electrified, but also has an alarm. There are even mines buried between the two wire fences.

Unlike the dense tropical rainforests around it, there are no trees in an area of ​​nearly ten kilometers on both sides of the border - through large doses of spraying defoliants, the former rainforest has turned into bare hills, and now only some wild grass grows.

Every day patrols ensure that no trees grow within the isolation zone. Without the cover of the woods, it will be impossible for armed personnel to infiltrate.

In this way, two roads were erected on the land between the South China Sea and the Malacca Sea. Although they were only two meters high, they separated the two worlds, like a bottomless abyss. It was impossible to cross the distance of six steps without risking one's life.

This is the border line.

"No entry!"

On the sentry tower between the wire meshes, the sentries holding machine guns stared at the wire mesh vigilantly. Any movement would be met with ruthless shooting from the machine guns.

There is an inconspicuous town between the heavily guarded borders. There are no residents in the town. In fact, the area near the border has been cleared.

The other end of the town is the outside world. Unlike the barbed wire fences in other places, there is only a wooden horizontal bar here.

A soldier wearing an American M1 helmet was walking back and forth on the grass about meters away from the road. He was on this side of the barbed wire. This soldier of the Malayan Guard Force was walking on the patrol line with a Type rifle on his shoulder, smoking his Camel cigarette with relish.

This "copycat" product, which looks very similar to the American Camel, has long been a famous brand in Nanyang. It is very popular in the market in Southeast Asia. Even in North Vietnam and Siam, you can see Nanyang Camel cigarettes on the black market. Of course, they are smuggled in.
While he was patrolling, a Siamese soldier was also patrolling on the other side of the barbed wire.

The distance between the two sentries on this border line is just a barbed wire fence, so they can see each other clearly.

The Siamese sentry was walking towards us along his patrol line, wearing green low-waisted rubber army shoes, a green army uniform, and carrying a Type 38 rifle.

The two sentinels met again across the border. They looked at each other, and their originally tense expressions suddenly showed a smile. Obviously, they were old friends.

Zhao Chengyun turned around and walked side by side with the Siamese soldiers.

According to regulations, conversation is prohibited on the border, especially on the Siamese side. Talking to foreign soldiers may even make you be regarded as a spy.

However, this is a wilderness, and there are only human figures a mile ahead. Even if the two of them were talking, who would know?
"I heard that Nanyang also launched a satellite?"

"That was a month ago, and you just found out about it."

This is already such old news, how come they just found out about it?

Wang Zhiyuan pursed his lips and said.

"It's not mentioned in the newspapers, and listening to foreign radio stations is illegal. I heard it from my squad leader."

"Okay, I forgot."

"I heard that the satellite is from Britain."

Wang Zhiyuan asked. "The squad leader said it was a satellite launched by the British in the South Pacific."

"It can't be said to be a British satellite. We developed it together with the British, but we built the rocket that sent the satellite into space. It's truly made in Nanyang."

"That's really amazing!"

Wang Zhiyuan said sincerely.

"After the Soviet Union launched the artificial satellite, we even studied and celebrated it, and were even organized to go to the camp compound to observe the artificial satellite.

"You are so concerned about Big Brother's satellites, but why don't you care about our satellites? Our satellites have made important scientific discoveries. It seems to be called 'beam-transmitting radiation belt'."

Zhao Chengyun's tone was full of doubts. After the Soviet Union launched the artificial satellite, all the newspapers in Southeast Asia and Malaya were reporting the news, but he didn't know why the people in Siam didn't know about it at all, and there was no report in the newspapers.

"Who knows? Maybe it's because you are a capitalist country. So your launching of artificial satellites has nothing to do with us."

"ok, I get it……"

The two of them walked and chatted. They both spoke Hakka and their ancestral home was even Meizhou. However, a barbed wire fence separated them on both sides like a bottomless abyss.

In fact, even if there was no barbed wire, they would not dare to cross the line. After all, they knew that just a conversation between two people would bring a lot of risks to each other, especially Wang Zhiyuan, who might be investigated because of their conversation, or even be detained as a spy.

Just as the two were chatting about the latest popular songs, suddenly there was a faint explosion in the distance, followed by the sirens. The two were stunned and said in unison.

"Damn it, something must have happened!"

"Get down, get down quickly!"

The two of them lay down at the same time. As they did so, he stuffed a pack of Camel cigarettes into his hand and said.

"Take care of yourself in the future!"

"I see. You too..."

In the distance, gunshots continued to ring out like popping beans. Two helicopters whizzed past in the air, and the machine gunners at the hatch were holding machine guns.

After more than thirty minutes, the gunfire stopped and dozens of bodies were carried to the other side of the wire. The scattered rifles, submachine guns and machine guns were gathered on one side. Wei Mingshan frowned as he recorded it all with his camera.

"No one alive?"

"No."

Deputy Company Commander Sun Lin shook his head and said.

"Every one of them seemed to be desperate. No matter what we said, they refused to surrender. In addition to these people, another group of people retreated to the north, at least 300 to 400 people. If they hadn't stepped on the landmine, they would have infiltrated."

Then Sun Lin said.

"Captain, I think the situation is not right. It has been quiet for more than a year. Why do they suddenly show up again? I don't know if it is a test or they really want to attack again."

"Forget about it, just report it directly. If Siam really wants to cause trouble, Nanyang will definitely not sit idly by."

Although he said this, Wei Mingshan's brows were furrowed and his expression became more and more solemn. An infiltration at the border might very well mean that the peace of Malaya would be broken once again.

"That's all we can do,"

After thinking about it, Sun Lin said.

"What about the garrison? Should we ask the headquarters to request the Nanyang garrison to move north to prevent the border incident from getting worse again?"

In fact, there was no need for a request from the Border Guard Command. After learning that the border had been infiltrated, the Third Brigade stationed in Malaya in the Southeast Asian countries immediately dispatched four additional battalions to the border area and asked the Air Force and Coast Guard to strengthen patrols.
On the same day, the Coast Guard sank most of the fishing boats hiding militants in the restricted navigation zone. In response to this situation, the Malayan Commission immediately ordered the implementation of martial law and military management in the northern region to prevent armed infiltration from the north.

For a time, the situation on the Malay Peninsula suddenly became tense.

(End of this chapter)