Chapter 51: The Return of Ngo Dinh Diem (2)

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was blazing.

More than 200 men and women from "all walks of life" stood on the tarmac and waited for the arrival of the new prime minister. One by one, they were sweating under the scorching sun.

The road outside the airport is deserted, and the leaders of the Saigon government have been changing like a marquee over the years, and people have become accustomed to all kinds of "big shots" coming in and out of the political arena, and they have long been numb to the "big shots", and no one will give them a second glance at those politicians.

Not only were there not thousands of people waiting to welcome them, but even the Vietnamese generals and ministers of the administrative system were not interested. Seeing that none of the Vietnamese government, military, or other ambassadors to Vietnam came, Ambassador Heath did not hesitate to announce his disbandment, and when he got into the car, he muttered "a farce."

Li Weimin didn't leave, and he wasn't as stupid as everyone else.

After saying hello to an Air Force major, tipping a little, and walking with Professor Anderson to the terminal, where he sat in an office with a view of the tarmac, he sipped the coffee offered at the airport and waited with the air conditioning blowing.

"Gentlemen, you're really looking for a place!"

Professor Anderson was calculating when his fellow government research agency colleagues would come to Vietnam, when Lansdale pushed the door open and walked in, sweating profusely and soaking wet in his military uniform, standing by the air conditioner to wipe his sweat.

Li Weimin put down his cup and asked curiously: "Colonel, are you going to greet Mr. Prime Minister with us?" ”

There was only one American official left at the airport, and Lansdale naturally wouldn't be stupid and leaned forward, throwing his hat on the table: "No kidding, I know you won't go down, I'm just like you, I just want to stay and see." By the way, how was that girl yesterday? ”

"It's not good, she's sad, sad, angry right now. hated Trung Minh Se, hated the Vietnamese who hurt, humiliated and even killed her relatives; hated the incompetence of the French army and failed to protect her and her family; Even I hated it, hated why I didn't go to the rescue sooner. If it had been a few months earlier, her mother might not have died. ”

Professor Anderson sympathized with Giustina and whispered, "Lee, you should get her out of this sad place as soon as possible and send her to a hospital with a psychiatrist for rehabilitation." ”

Li Weimin pinched the bridge of his nose and smiled helplessly: "Of course I want to, and I plan to let my fiancΓ©e accompany her, the key is that she doesn't want to go, so she has to stay here and wait for news from her father and brother." ”

"Lovely child."

Lansdale sighed lightly and said with a solemn face: "The French regard this place as a paradise and continue that very outdated colonial view. Their soldiers, as well as the bastards who came to the colony to pan for gold, committed a series of heinous atrocities against the natives, so the natives hated them very much. As far as I know, this practice of venting hatred on captured French women is common in the countryside and in the mountains, and it often inspires the French to retaliate with mass killings. ”

Professor Anderson frowned and said, "Oh my God, how did you become a barbarian as soon as you got here?" ”

"Because they think of themselves as civilized people."

As if to confirm the first point, Lansdale continued: "Just a few days ago, the Vietnamese kidnapped the fifteen-year-old daughter of a French businessman in the central city of Minkon and raped her in the suburbs. The French girl was taken from one place to another by the Vietnamese, subjected to all kinds of tortures, and when the French ** team tracked down a place called Jiaonuo Yukou, more than 20 miles away from Minkan, the French girl had been dismembered by the Vietnamese in a grass hut next to the road.

The French were furious, and on their way back to Minh Khan, they took a few Vietnamese women in each village they encountered, took them back to Minh Khan, killed them together, buried them by the creek where the French girl was tortured, and put up a sign there to punish the Vietnamese who were taking revenge for the assassination. ”

Li Weimin said in a low voice: "It's too cruel, they are committing a crime." ”

"There is no doubt about the atrocities, so their colonization here must end."

Being rich is different, and the subordinates he brought with him are also perverts, and they want to find women as soon as they arrive in Saigon. It's just not as rough as the French, they give money and like to use money to solve problems. I don't take the locals seriously, it's just in a different way.

Li Weimin was about to say something when there was a sound of an airplane engine outside. Looking back, a passenger plane had rushed to the runway and was taxiing towards the tarmac.

The plane came to a slow halt, and a black sedan with a Vietnamese flag drove past, guided by a motorbike platoon. The more than 200 supporters who were already waiting rushed forward, but were stopped by a few soldiers.

After a while, Diem stepped out of the cabin, still wearing the white double-breasted suit.

He glanced at the people who welcomed the crowd, didn't speak, didn't go up to say hello, didn't even smile, just got into the car and went straight under the guidance of the motorcycle team.

Lansdale felt incredulous, and said to himself, "This way of meeting is so stupid, he should go up and shake hands, he should give a few hugs, he should change into an open-top car and drive slowly into town." Let everyone see and respond to the enthusiasm of the citizens. ”

More than 200 people waited so long under the scorching sun that he didn't even say anything.

Professor Anderson also felt incredible, feeling that Diem lacked the qualities of a statesman, and couldn't help but look at Li Weimin with a puzzled face.

Li Weimin was very embarrassed, because in their minds he and Wu Dinh Yan had an extraordinary relationship, touched his nose, and explained insincerely: "Colonel, professor, so ...... This may be due to security concerns, as not everyone has welcomed Mr. Prime Minister back as we did. ”

"Well, when are you going to see him?"

Lansdale was bent on selling himself to Dinh Diem, and made a lot of preparations for this, and is said to have written a proposal of several dozen pages.

As a sign of respect for Ambassador Heath, I will show it to the Ambassador first.

Ambassador Heath believes that although the contents of the proposal do not contradict United States policy, he is not allowed to hand it over to the new prime minister of a new government in any formal form, so as not to send the wrong signal to the outside world that the United States government firmly supports Diem Diem. He was a man of perseverance and decided to hand it over directly to Diem in the form of a personal proposal. And more than once expressed the hope that Li Weimin could help with this and help introduce it.

Anyway, sooner or later, they will have to get together, go with the flow, don't do it in vain, Li Weimin pretended to weigh it, looked up and said, "In the evening, how about after dinner?" ”

"No problem, just in the evening, I'll drive to pick you up after dinner."

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