The appointment was soon handed down, and Mahathir ordered Malodir to remain commander in Kuala Lumpur and take full responsibility for the frontline operations.

Ordered in danger, Malodil gladly accepted the order and organized an army to resist on the spot.

The Malay government began to evacuate en masse, leaving at most half of the city to travel south by train.

Why not take the train instead of flying?

These greedy people are afraid of being shot down by the Taiguo Air Force, it is better to take the train safely, at least on the ground.

The government is busy withdrawing, and Malodir is busy organizing the army, each going about his own business.

Of course, the army in the hands of Malodir came from Borneo. Although there are few troops at present, batches of troops are rushing here, and the small amount is accumulating.

As for the few troops in this position, they were naturally also under the command of Malodil.

These Malay soldiers were afraid of war, and their discipline was sloppy, and none of the troops from Borneo were good at it.

If you don't listen to the greeting, you will be beaten violently, or you will be killed directly.

These people are all people who have come out of the battlefield, and they exude a murderous aura all over their bodies, and the Malay soldiers are unlucky when they reach them.

As more and more troops came from Borneo, they reorganized the Malay soldiers into two lines of defense, led by regular troops and with mercenaries as the backbone, to dominate the Malay soldiers in the east and north of Kuala Lumpur.

At present, there are not many Malay soldiers, and the army is dominated by mercenaries.

It doesn't matter, with the rout of the front coming, there are more and more cannon fodder.

There were already scattered stragglers who had fled here, and the army saw that these soldiers were arrested without saying a word.

The Malay soldiers were building defensive positions, and the mercenaries were strictly watching, and as long as they found any lazy guys, they would be caught and beaten violently.

The power of example is strong, and soldiers can only work honestly.

At dusk, taking advantage of the bombing of the Taiguo Air Force, Mahati took a group of government officials on the train, hoping to escape Kuala Lumpur under the cover of the approaching night.

As the sky began to darken, the train slowly moved away from the station and headed south.

Watching the train leave, Marlowe had a smug look on his face.

"Commander Xu, they're finally gone."

At this moment, a man dressed as a soldier walked by Marlowe's side.

This is the main master, Xu Lin, the military commander of Borneo.

"Okay, it's time for us to play the role rotation, and execute it according to the plan."

"Yes, Commander."

Preparations were being made in an orderly manner here in Kuala Lumpur, with Xu Lin under the pre-war command, and Marlo forming the Kuala Lumpur Provisional Agency to take control of the external propaganda apparatus here.

Although there are very few people here, there is no one left.

Television stations are still running, newspapers and periodicals are still being published, and there are many media reporters.

In this era, there are many people who are not afraid of death, and wherever there is war, they will go wherever there is, and this is war correspondents.

Of course, the number is certainly not very large.

People in Kuala Lumpur are still running out, people with cars at home are driving out of the city, and some people want to take the train.

In short, there are many ways to run away.

Everyone is afraid of war, and who knows that bomb will fall on their heads?

It doesn't feel safe to leave even a moment late, so it's safe to come here early.

When night falls, you can see from the city lights that there are really not many people left in the city. At least half of the city is lit up, and there are dark rooms everywhere.

Fortunately, the Taiguo Air Force was busy with front-line warfare, and only a few planes came to bomb it.

Even so, Kuala Lumpur is already in ruins, and it is not bleak.

Night finally covered Kuala Lumpur when a large ship docked at the pier.

It is no longer a small boat to transport soldiers, but a large ship to transport it, this is the right reason, otherwise, what can be done by relying on those small boats to send a hundred and eighty people?

These armies were different, and when they disembarked, the whole process was silent, only the sound of walking was heard.

A group of soldiers walked to the designated position step by step, and the people were all in formation, and then left the dock.

This is the army that fights, and it is by no means a chaotic mess everywhere they go, like the Malay soldiers.

The current Malay Peninsula is by no means the only place where troops have landed, because the Tai army is only concerned with attacking, leaving a large blank behind.

For example, on the north west coast of Malay, there is a place called Taiping in the north of Ipoh, where the Taijun has just passed, and on the pier, some small boats are docked on the shore in the dark night.

The person who got off the ship quickly disappeared into the darkness and did not know where to go.

The Malay Peninsula is under fire, and the defense here in Kuala Lumpur has been replaced by troops from Borneo, who are preparing for the forest station.

Mahathir and his government officials, who had left Kuala Lumpur, were on a southbound train, and inside the carriage, Mahathir was preoccupied.

At this time, Mahati felt a little guilty in his heart, after all, it was not a glorious thing to leave Kuala Lumpur and run away. But if he wants to defend the city and live and die with Kuala Lumpur, he probably doesn't have such a high sentiment.

Today, the Malay representative to the United Nations came back with news that the United Nations will soon convene a meeting to study the military dispute in the Malay Peninsula.

Thinking of the United Nations, Mahati shook his head vigorously, dissatisfied with the United Nations in his heart, and complained.

On weekdays, when there is nothing to do, this United Nations has a meeting today and a meeting tomorrow, and it seems to be busy.

Now there is something really going on but I can't count on it, the war has been going on for many days, and there is no fart decision, and when they make a decision, probably the Malays don't know if it exists.

Of course, there is also something to do with the fact that the army of our own country is not good at fighting, and it is also related to the strength of the army of the Taiguo, in short, the situation has deteriorated too quickly, and the reaction is not repeated.

When I get to Xinjiapo, let's see if I can contact the Han Kingdom, this country's army is still very capable of fighting.

First fought the Fat Island Country, and then the Southern Barbarian Country, a country that has only been established for a short time has such a warlike army, which is amazing!

The United Nations is too far away, or the Han Kingdom is close, and it is only a few hundred miles by sea, which may be able to help Ma survive this catastrophe.

Mahati was thinking about his heart when suddenly, the roar of warplanes was heard in the sky.

It's bad, it can't be the Taiguo Air Force to bomb it, right?

The carriage was in chaos, and these well-dressed officials immediately panicked.

"Taiguo planes are coming to bomb, it's over."

"How is that good? Hurry up and stop the train, let's run to the wilderness and take shelter. ”

“......”

There was a lot of chaos in the carriages, there was everything, and some people even started to run outside.

Where can you go?

This is on the train, and you can't write it even if you want to get off the train.

It was busy, and all I could hear was a shrill whistling sound, probably the plane was approaching.

A loud "boom" was followed by several explosions, and the carriage was suddenly plunged into darkness, followed by another explosion, in which the carriage was hit by a bomb, and the entire carriage was torn apart and flew into the sky......