Expedition to Europe

In fact, Qin Zhiyuan really had no intention of embarrassing Manjing. The accident had already occurred and the driver had been killed. All of this was indeed irreversible.

But no matter what, Qin Zhiyuan must do something. No matter who caused this incident or who was involved, Qin Zhiyuan cannot let the accident happen meaninglessly, and he cannot let the driver's death be worthless.

What happened to the French? Lanfang people are human beings too!

And in terms of personal value, the pilots of the test helicopter are all top pilots. Such a top pilot is worth much more than the crew members. The people Qin Zhiyuan has killed now are not enough. Qin Zhiyuan wants to kill all the people and Everyone involved in this matter must pay the price, so that it can serve as a warning.

This is a matter of course for Lan Fang, but it is incredible for Man Jing.

After understanding Qin Zhiyuan's intention, Manjing's expression was gloomy and scary: "So that means you don't plan to stop, right?"

"Stop? What are you thinking? There are still people on the loose, can this matter just be forgotten? Impossible! I tell you clearly that this matter is not over, and it is far from over. If you think it can be done This level is enough now, then you are wrong!" It's still early for Qin Zhiyuan to get to the bottom of this.

It’s true that it’s not over yet, and the wreckage of the accident helicopter hasn’t been recovered yet. Do you want to “close the case”?

Manjing is a little too optimistic.

"Law? What kind of law are you talking about? International law or Lanfang Law? What kind of law gives you such power?" Manjing was indeed angry, but he found the wrong target to vent to.

"Rules! Lan Fang's rules! I just want some people to understand that in this land of Asia, Lan Fang's rules are the only rules. Asian affairs should be decided by Asians, no matter who else they are, here Everyone must follow Lan Fang's rules in this land, otherwise I will make it difficult for him to move forward." Qin Zhiyuan said domineeringly.

Asian affairs are decided by Asians. This is also the first time Qin Zhiyuan has officially said this. Now Lan Fang has the strength!

In Manjing's view, Qin Zhiyuan's words obviously meant something else. So after Qin Zhiyuan finished speaking, Manjing was shocked and angry: "What do you mean? Do we in France also want to see you in Asia?" Do you act with your face?”

The French are very troubled in their psychology in front of the Lanfang people.

On the one hand, Lanfang was founded on the basis of the Foreign Legion. The French can be said to have an innate psychological advantage over the Lanfang people. On the other hand, Lanfang's national power is booming, but France's national power is deteriorating. Since the "Coconut City Naval Conference", anyone with a discerning eye can see that the comparison of national power between France and Lanfang has been reversed. At this time, the "psychological advantage" that once existed "That's a little ridiculous.

The problem is that there are some people who are determined not to think that France is at a disadvantage in front of Lanfang. When facing Lanfang, France must exercise restraint and cannot treat Lanfang with the same attitude it used to treat colonies. Manking is representative of this group of people.

"You don't have to look!" Qin Zhiyuan was neither surprised nor angry. He looked at Manjing with a calm gaze, as if he was stating an irrefutable fact without any room for argument: "What you want to do now is not to come and question What on earth do I want to do, but to go back Let’s reflect on why I did this. We were once such allies, but something happened to Lanfang’s plane. What are you French doing? You killed my people and robbed my things, and now you’re still here. Ask me what I want to do, you are so shameless!"

Qin Zhiyuan was yelling curses, but his voice didn't have much fluctuation, and there wasn't much emotion in it.

Qin Zhiyuan's words were Hong Guoguo's direct attack on Manjing. If this kind of thing happened in the Far East without Manjing's instigation, it would definitely not be justified. Why would a shipping company want a helicopter wreckage? Selling scrap metal?

In fact, it is not just the French, but also the British, Lanfang people, and Americans. Shipping companies with ocean shipping qualifications all over the world will take any rare items back to their own countries if they encounter them on the ocean voyages. This is an unspoken rule. .

But in Lanfang, or in Asia, Qin Zhiyuan wants to make rules that only Lanfang has the right to say. If others don't abide by them, the result will be like this.

"Are you—are you going to start a war with France?" Manjing's eyes flashed fiercely as he stood up and took a step closer to Qin Zhiyuan.

Haiman, who was standing behind Manjing, immediately put his hand on the holster on his waist. The snap on the holster had been opened. Dong Xingxiu, who was standing behind Qin Zhiyuan, slid forward half a step like a ghost, and his clothes were instantly removed. The muscles on full alert were bulging.

"Don't be so impulsive - you can't represent France, and don't try to scare me with such words. You should know that it has no effect. I would also like to remind you that you should honestly return the helicopter wreckage to me. , otherwise you will suffer greater losses, and I can guarantee that you should pack your things quickly and get ready to go back to Paris, this is not the place you should stay." Qin Zhiyuan's words were a reminder to Manjing, and also to Heyman and Heyman. Dong Xingxiu.

Although Manking was a terrible person, he was still the French Governor in French Indochina. It would be great fun if Manking died in Qin Zhiyuan's palace.

"You, you are too arrogant. I can also tell you clearly that the wreckage of the helicopter is in the basement of the Governor's Mansion. If you have the ability, then come and get it." Manjing is still the "butcher" from the beginning. He is not threatened by anything in his bones. Facing Qin Zhiyuan's strength, Manjing can fight back in his own way.

"Hehe, do you think I don't know--" Qin Zhiyuan laughed a little weirdly, and Manjing immediately felt that something was wrong.

Just when Manjing found Qin Zhiyuan, a commando team of 60 people had assembled in a civilian house two kilometers away from Norodom Palace.

In the living room of the civilian house, five people were surrounding an exquisite sand table to arrange combat tasks. The leader was Liu Shuangxi, the commander-in-chief of the Tai'a Commando.

The Tai'a Commando is a special force directly under the command of Qin Zhiyuan. The name "Tai'a" comes from the "Tai'a Sword", one of the ten famous swords in ancient China. The "Tai'a Commando" is now also the most powerful unit of Lan Fang.

"Old Zheng, your people are responsible for the response. They need to coordinate the vehicles and ships to ensure that the commandos arrive at the dock smoothly after completing the mission." Liu Shuangxi assigned the task, and the first person to accept the task was Zheng Jing.

"No problem, I will complete the task." Zheng Jing was still wearing a suit, but he was wearing a tactical vest under his coat, which was full of various weapons.

"Mike, you will lead the support team to be responsible for the outer perimeter security in this operation. After the commandos succeed, your people will be responsible for covering the commandos' retreat and sniping the enemy troops coming to support." The second person to accept the task was McTavish.

"Leave it to me." McTavish was a little sleepy, but his voice was clear when he accepted the order.

McTavish was not wearing a suit, but like Liu Shuangxi and the others, he was wearing the clothes of the French colonial army.

"Wenchang, Feiyi, our three missions are to assault. I will lead people to deal with the guards. Wenchang, Feiyi, you two go to the basement and kill everyone you see and take away everything you see." Liu Shuangxi pointed his finger at the basement of Norodom Palace and punched it hard: "Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

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"No problem!"

"Understood!"

The responses were not neat, but sonorous and powerful.

"Then act now!" Liu Shuangxi did not hesitate. He waved his hand across the sand table, and the exquisite sand table was completely changed, as if nothing existed.

It was six o'clock in the evening. The nightlife of Saigon, the "Oriental Paris", had just begun. It was the best time of the day. When Liu Shuangxi and his team got on the car, a family near Norodom Palace was holding a wedding. The host of the wedding was very generous and bought a lot of fireworks and firecrackers and was preparing to set them off. Many people gathered near Norodom Palace to watch the excitement.

Liu Shuangxi and his men did not do any disguise except changing clothes. They lined up in a loose queue and slowly marched towards Norodom Palace, showing no sign of hurrying at all.

"What are you doing?" The police along the way did not dare to ask these soldiers who looked resentful, but the guards in front of Norodom Palace had to ask.

"Strengthen the vigilance. Damn, every time when others are the most idle is when we are the busiest. Did we do something wrong in our previous life? Why don't you let the police come to reinforce?" McTavish's voice was also lazy. If he hadn't been leaning on the Lebel rifle, McTavish would probably fall to the ground and take a nap at any time.

"That's right, we must have done something wrong in our previous life, so we are working like cows and horses now. Please wait a moment, I need to make a phone call to confirm." The guard answered casually and turned back to the post to make a phone call.

"Call, call, it's best if the higher-ups don't admit it, then I can go back to sleep--" McTavish didn't care, just leaned against the door of the post and waved lazily.

As if receiving some kind of signal, the fireworks that had been arranged on the lawn near Norodom Palace were immediately ignited.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-"

It must be said that the fireworks in the early 20th century are similar to those in the 21st century, and in order to be authentic, the fireworks fly higher, are more dazzling, and the explosion sound is louder.

The guard had no chance to pull out the phone. Before he even got to the phone, the guard had already fallen to the ground.

Just outside the sentry post, the guards who had just stood with guns were now mixed with Liu Shuangxi and his men. The fireworks in the sky occasionally illuminated this place. The heads of the guards were all hanging in front of their chests in a very unnatural posture. It was obvious that their cervical vertebrae were broken.

Yeah, just like the pilot who died, they were all heavy-handed.