Chapter 326 Proxy War
( )"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
Looking at Zhang Yaping who looked like he was ten years older, Jiang Chen smiled comfortingly and said softly.
The expression on Zhang Yaping's face was full of bitterness, his lips twitched for a long time, and finally squeezed out a word.
"Failed...sorry."
Five hundred people, a full five times the military strength!
They never thought that they might fail, even if they exchanged two people for one government soldier, there was no reason for them to lose. However, they obviously overestimated the rebels' determination to fight. Before going to the battlefield, their necks were harder than iron, and those who fought and ran only hated their parents for losing two legs. Few people died in the crossfire, but countless people died on the road fleeing.
In terms of equipment, the equipment of the ** army is not bad. Although there are no armored vehicles, there are not a lot of anti-armor weapons such as AT4 rockets. Not to mention light machine guns, grenades, smoke bombs and the like... However, these things were thrown on the way to escape before they were used, filling up the arsenal of the government army.
Complete failure, no doubt.
The uprising failed, and the Civic Liberal Party could not survive under the comprehensive suppression of the Panu authorities. Jiang Chen's investment of five million US dollars was naturally in vain.
For this foreign businessman who reached out to him in difficulties, Zhang Yaping felt deeply guilty, but there was nothing he could do.
"Do you know the reason for the failure?" Jiang Chen asked softly.
With a bitter smile, Zhang Yaping leaned against the wall of the warehouse.
"Organization? Lack of training?"
"Your uprising was too hasty." After speaking, Jiang Chen silently added another sentence in his heart: I'm really sorry, that guy Roberts informed me.
"Hehe, anyway...it's useless to say these things now."
"Have you given up?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
"...The 12-hour civil war is over, and the Edward government has demonstrated the combat power of Panu's military. I believe that no one will dare to resist his rule for at least ten years."
"Of course I know this, I don't need you to tell me. All I want to ask is, have you given up?"
Staring blankly at Jiang Chen,
For a long time, Zhang Yaping shook his head with a wry smile.
"How can it be possible to give up... But. I have to learn to accept this fact. We thought that with 500 people gathered and equipped with advanced American ordnance, we should be able to easily behead Edward. The result... ..."
"There are no shoulds in history. There are no ifs."
"I know, but I... sorry, let your investment go to waste."
Jiang Chen smiled, "Five million dollars is just a small sum to me, and I can afford it. I really want to gamble when doing business. It turns out that I lost the first game. Now I All I want to know is whether you are worth my continued betting."
Zhang Yaping was stunned.
"you mean......"
"I can subsidize you another five million dollars."
"That's a waste of money, not to mention that now that President Edward has promulgated the Act to Limit Private Party Formation, even if the Civil Liberties Party is standing up, no one will respond to this banner."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled.
This is what he wanted. A weak and easily controlled new regime came to power. In this way, even if they replace President Edward, their prestige in the hearts of the people will not be very high. Because the previous regime was not overthrown by them. It is only the result of the interference of external forces. It's like Iraq is a replica of the United States, a perfect puppet regime.
Zhang Yaping looked at the happy smile on Jiang Chen's face in confusion, he didn't understand what was so ridiculous about it.
"I remember you went to study in New Zealand, right?"
"That's right." Zhang Yaping nodded. He even considered that if the uprising failed, he would flee to New Zealand or Australia.
"Then have you heard of the word mercenary?"
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The riot is over.
The gunfire in Koro City has completely stopped, replaced by the siren of an ambulance. It was not only the insurgents who were injured, but also innocent ordinary citizens. The riot happened so suddenly that there was no time to escape. After the uprising failed. Those cowardly insurgents rushed into the crowd in a panic, causing many ordinary citizens who had no time to escape to be injured or even killed by the stray bullets.
It's not going to be peaceful tonight.
Outside the presidential palace.
Under this mansion imitating the White House, Edward is facing a long gun and a short gun. Sweating profusely, he clarified to the foreign media watching the excitement.
"Mr. President, what is your opinion on this riot?"
"They are just a bunch of thugs, and my army suppressed them! I repeat, they are thugs! Other than that, I have no opinion." Edward growled at the British reporter.
He can't remember how many times he clarified. Are these Western media reporters just pretending to be muddled? Or are they deaf.
"Is that so? But they are citizens of the Panu Republic, and instead of dispatching the police, they directly sent troops to suppress them. Does this violate your country's constitution?"
"I'll say it again, no! If there is, I'll go back and change it now."
"Is your country's constitution written on toilet paper? I mean the one that wipes your ass." An American reporter jokingly said.
The crowd laughed.
Edward's face turned pale with anger, but he couldn't do anything to these people.
The toughness of the Panu authorities is only aimed at the country. The US aircraft carrier is parked in Guam, a thousand kilometers away, and can launch military operations to rescue its own citizens in minutes.
The only thing that annoys him now is that he ordered the closure of flights entering the country from abroad in two days, but these reporters appeared in his country as if conjured out of thin air.
After dealing with these reporters, Edward, who was exhausted, returned to the presidential palace and sat down on his office chair.
However, before it stopped for a while, a Chinese man walked in again.
Wang Tianfeng, the representative of Linhua Group. It is said that he is from a relatively powerful family called the Wang family in Huaguo, and he is also the son of Wang Linhua, the president of Linhua Group.
"What's the matter?" Edward said with a relaxed tone, looking at the man standing at his desk.
"It's about the progress of the project." Speaking fluent English, Wang Tianfeng said straight to the point, "The recent riots in your country have seriously affected the construction period of our Linhua Group..."
"If it's about business, you can talk to Johnny." Edward really didn't want to hear this question anymore.
"But I haven't seen him at all recently." Wang Tianfeng said helplessly.
To be honest, he didn't want to come to this ghost place at all. Even if he was dealing with foreigners, he would prefer to go to places like Europe or the United States. However, the overseas expansion of Linhua Group's business was the unanimous decision of his father and the board of directors. As the future successor of Linhua Group, he must become familiar with overseas business as soon as possible.
In his father's words, this is a good opportunity to establish prestige in the company. Compared with Africa, where the political environment is chaotic, it is undoubtedly much easier to do business here in a calm Pacific island...
Yes, two months ago, it was indeed quite calm here. Now, however, riots have brought progress to a near standstill.
To be honest, he is more optimistic about the prospects of the IT industry than dying in the real estate industry. However, the failure of Linhua Group to acquire the future technology project and the sudden large overseas order made the board of directors change their minds.
Thinking of this, Wang Tianfeng scolded that person named Jiang Chen again in his heart.
It's just a dog raised by the Wang family, but it has swelled up to this appearance after being published in the Wall Street Journal twice.
While thinking this way, he selectively ignored the hard power of Future Technology, and put all the achievements of Future Technology in China on his uncle Wang Dehai. I don't blame him for thinking this way, after all, the rise of Linhua Group depends on policy.
"Can't see anyone?" Edward raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"I went to his villa, but his security blocked me outside. And judging from that posture, the security level seems to be a bit high?"
"What is that guy doing?" Edward frowned.
There should be a limit to fear of death, right? The civil war is over and still hiding in the villa and not coming out to meet people. (To be continued.)
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