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Chapter 1656 Aftermath

By noon, the gunfire in Bangkok had already thinned out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After several days of fierce fighting, nearly half of the houses in Bangkok were destroyed by guns and grenades in the fierce street fighting, and the streets of the city were barely noticeable, and the streets were littered with the stumps and severed arms of Siamese mobs armed against the An Jia army.

After a preliminary inventory by the front-line troops and the stormtroopers and squadrons that went deep behind enemy lines, it was confirmed that there were no Siamese armed forces in Bangkok City, and that the expatriates from various countries who had taken refuge in the Chinese area and underground became emboldened and followed the troops who thoroughly investigated the city of Bangkok and eliminated potential safety hazards, and returned to their apartments to check on the situation of their relatives.

Rama I Road in the central and eastern part of Bangkok, led by marines and soldiers, paratroopers on both flanks, and stormtroopers in the center, protected the European and American expatriates and Chinese, carefully holding automatic rifles and submachine guns, walking on the streets, the four Leopard tanks of the 1st Marine Division, rumbling and roaring, the shocking wide tracks, trembling from far and near when crushing the road, shocking all Siamese who dared to resist.

"Da-da-"

Suddenly, two Siamese men with Type 38 rifles rushed out, and the submachine guns and automatic rifles in the hands of the officers and soldiers of An Jia immediately spewed out furious tongues of fire, and a dense row of bullets swept over, and before the two Siamese could react, they had been beaten into a sieve.

Most of the Siamese, along with the Japanese expatriate, had moved before the main force of the settlement army entered Bangkok, and the few abandoned poor worms, after continuous fighting, had lost their first courage, and they threw away their weapons and fled into the ruins, trying to disguise themselves as victims of the riot.

"Let's go!"

Five paratroopers smashed the butts of their guns at more than 20 Siamese women and children with their hands raised, the result of a search team in a building near the detachment, and the frightened Siamese women were still holding children in their arms.

The Siamese women and children who were tied up with ropes wept and wept, and their faces were full of pity and humility.

"The front is my shop"

At this moment, a young Chinese man suddenly rushed to the front of the tank, vigorously picking at a collapsed house, and a few traditional Chinese characters could be faintly seen on a broken wooden sign next to the rubble.

The surrounding soldiers, European and American expatriates, and Chinese hurriedly went over to help, and after a few minutes, they dug out a pair of embroidered shoes, and everyone's hearts tightened, and they quickly increased their excavation, and soon a woman under the rubble was dug up, she was naked, with sword wounds all over her body, her legs were wide open, and the blood had already coagulated.

Seeing this scene, people can immediately imagine what disaster this woman suffered before she died, and several European and American reporters quickly used their cameras to record this tragic scene. An old man shook his head, took off his gown from his body, and covered the long-dead woman.

The young man wailed and cried, knelt straight down, and kowtowed incessantly.

There was no one around to comfort him, and any words of comfort were unconvincing, and people hurried to clear the rubble, and soon another body was cleared, the body of a man whose head and limbs had been cut off.

The young man knelt down again and moved to the man, weeping loudly and kowtowing, and his forehead soon became bleeding.

At this moment, the young man suddenly remembered something, stood up suddenly, ignored the blood oozing from his knees, sprinkled a line of blood, strode to the group of Siamese women and children who were being guarded, and asked:

"Which of you did it, and who killed my parents?"

A group of Siamese women and children hurriedly knelt down and shouted that they had been wronged. The young man yelled hysterically, threw himself on it, punched and kicked him, and the Siamese women and children wept loudly and kept shouting that they had been wronged.

The commander of the Marine battalion who led the team pulled the young man: "Calm down!" Are these women and children the murderers of your family? You have to believe that our Anjia Army will be punished for the evildoers, and the innocent will not be affected! ”

"Innocent?"

The young man pointed to the women and children: "Either their husbands, or their sons or brothers, have killed my parents with their own hands, and my family will die in vain?" They're not innocent at all."

The battalion commander was speechless, but he knew that there were European and American reporters here, and the An Jiajun had always flaunted the army of benevolence and righteousness, and would not allow the massacre of civilians to happen under any circumstances. Moreover, if Nanhua becomes Siam, 10 million Siamese people will become citizens of Nanhua, and once the massacre is exposed, there will be endless troubles in the future.

In the north of the city, Shijung Tayelu, another way of Anjiajung's army.

Five marines carrying guns entered a small European-style two-story building, and a corner of the small western-style building was blown away by stray bullets in the street fighting.

Inside the house, there was a mess everywhere, the closets were open, the drawers were thrown all over the floor, and all kinds of large boxes of jewelry appeared, which looked like they had been looted.

When the Marines cautiously reached the second floor, the ceiling on the staircase suddenly opened, and just as the soldiers turned their guns to the deep space that suddenly appeared, a thin European old man of about sixty years old climbed down the outstretched ladder with two cute blonde girls.

When the old man saw the officers and men of the Marine Corps, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he burst into tears, and pulled the soldiers towards one of the rooms. In the room, two white women, one old and one young, were lying defenseless, in a pool of filthy blood, their arms and thighs were cut off, and their lower bodies were in a mess.

The two little girls who followed over, seeing the miserable scene in front of them, burst into tears, and the old man was extremely emotional, constantly gesturing with gestures, and a large number of incomprehensible languages were babbling, as if they wanted to tell the soldiers what was going on here.

Several European reporters who were stranded outside, after making sure that the small western-style building was very safe, had already entered the room, heard the sound of talking upstairs, quickly ran up, saw the scene in front of them, couldn't help but draw a cross on their chests, muttered "God", and then took out their cameras to record everything that happened at the scene.

The emotional old man, as if he had discovered the mainland, hurriedly took the hands of European and American reporters, chattering endlessly, when there was a noisy sound outside the house, the old man was extremely frightened, thinking that the mob was coming again, hurriedly threw down the reporter, pulled the two little girls and ran towards the staircase, ready to hide in the ceiling again.

The reporter stopped him and led him to the window, through the broken glass window, the old man saw thousands of Siamese marines and paratrooper soldiers escorting him and passing by the street in front of the small western-style building with his hands raised, and immediately pulled the child and ran downstairs with emotion.

St. Dominic's Church in the white residential area of eastern Bangkok.

Blaitze, the American military attache who had come to China to meet with friends before the riots, looked at the severed bodies of his colleagues in the church, and at the naked Caucasian woman's defilement, and Brytz was nervous about his family.

"Oh! O my God! ”

The female bodies that had lost their heads were extremely difficult to identify, and suddenly, a small red mole was seen on the chest of a female corpse in Blaize, and the other parts of the body were completely consistent with the memory, and they immediately screamed in horror.

There was not a single strand of Gladys on her body, her legs spread, and a wooden stick pierced through her lower body, emerging from her neck, and the whole person was penetrated.

Blaise looked frantically and searched everywhere, finding his wife's head in a pile of heads in a flower bed outside the back church.

"I want revenge, I want revenge!"

Blaise clenched his fists, tears welling up in his eyes, and screamed loudly at his wife's wide eyes.

The same tragic scene was repeated in the Gospel Church, Baptist Church and Embassy Quarter of Bangkok City, where many white men and women made similar calls after seeing the bodies of their loved ones.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, the city of Bangkok had basically returned to calm, and the Siamese people who had lost their souls were holding their hands high and converging in a steady stream, and the situation in various places was quickly transmitted to the joint headquarters that set up the military port in the south of the city.

Admiral Lu Guang, commander of the Navy, Vice Admiral Li Weiqing, political commissar, Vice Admiral Lin Fei, chief of staff of the Air Force, Lieutenant General Li Zhide, director of the Organization Department of the General Political Department, and Vice Admiral Du Qichen, director of the General Logistics Command, formed a joint command center.

In the middle of the port, a four-story building that once served as the headquarters of the Siam Navy is now home to the Joint Command. In the conference room on the second floor, a meeting is underway to decide the fate of Siamese people in Bangkok.

Lin Fei looked at Cheng Guang, whose eyes were bloodshot: "The Chinese and Caucasian people who have been tortured and devastated are full of bitter hatred for the Siamese, and they demand that all the captured Siamese people be executed, and there are beatings of captured Siamese people everywhere. Everyone has to come up with a bill quickly, otherwise sooner or later there will be a big mess. ”

Li Zhide is a member of the General Political Department, so he is naturally more sensitive to politics: "In a week at least, Siam will be incorporated into South China, and now the reporters in Siam are like flies sniffing blood, drilling wherever they are found. ”

Du Qichen frowned: "However, if you don't kill people, how can the people's anger be vented?" How can the prestige of the government be established? How to stop the mouths of victims in Britain, France, the United States and other countries? If there is any more chaos among our Chinese, it will be troublesome! ”

Li Weiqing, who had a dark circle under his eyes, glanced at Cheng Cheng Guang, and Cheng Cheng Guang said:

"I have discussed this issue with the political commissar, and judging from the current situation, this problem is indeed very serious, and as long as we deal with it in an open, just and fair manner, it will not cause major turmoil. Wei Qing's opinion and I are that the more than 30,000 Siamese people captured should be detained separately, first reported internally, then identified by Chinese and white victims, and then combined with video and audio footage filmed in various parts of Bangkok, to identify the guilty criminals. As long as the evidence is conclusive, we can justify the punishment and will not leave a historical stain in the future. ”

Li Zhide greatly agreed: "This suggestion is good, those who kill people will die, and those who commit adultery and criminals will be punished as they deserve; this is a truth that all countries and nations have followed since ancient times, and no matter what nationality he belongs to, as long as he is a human being, he cannot violate this minimum standard."

"As long as we deal with this matter openly and transparently, I think we can explain it both internationally and domestically, and even if someone makes a fuss about this in the future and instigates the Siamese people to make trouble, we can also refute him to the fullest!"

Lin Fei and Du Qichen both agreed, so the matter was decided.

Subsequently, the five discussed the establishment of the Military Control Commission, and decided that Li Zhide would be the director of the Bangkok Military Control Commission, to check and receive the property of the Siamese government and the royal family, to register the factories and enterprises in the surrounding areas of Bangkok, and to find out the family background before anything else.