"Are the soldiers going to retreat?" The Malay Sultan asked with a dark face.

The 3000 Malay soldiers in Kuching are tough right now.

Sarawak doesn't even have drinking water, not a single piece of toilet paper is allowed to flow into the temporary station, and everything has to be transported from Peninsular Malaysia, which is too difficult.

The Malay Sultan no longer knew what the use of these soldiers was being sent.

I really didn't expect the situation in Malay to be so difficult now.

"It must not be withdrawn!" "Dear Sultan, although it is a bit difficult to deliver supplies right now, there is no reason for Sarawak to stop us from sending supplies, and as long as our soldiers are there, they are putting guns on Kuching's heads, and whatever they want to do needs to consider our reaction."

"If they dare to forcibly declare independence, it will only be unilaterally declared by them until it is recognized by the United Nations, and we can immediately send troops on the grounds of counterinsurgency, and no matter how many casualties are caused, there will be a reason."

"Even if it is recognized by the United Nations, it can still be fought, but it is just a border conflict, and if we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for us to send troops over there."

"Not only can we not retreat now, but we should also provide more heavy weapons and supplies to build a solid military base, and the more prepared we are, the less they will dare to act rashly."

"Alright, alright." The Sultan nodded in agreement, not knowing what was in his mind, and scolded with a dark face, "Damn Sean, damn British."

Everyone bowed their heads, but they didn't hear. "Foreign Secretary, how is the communication with Britain and the United States? What is their attitude towards Sarawak?" The Sultan asked, looking at the other.

"The British government has made it clear that it supports a Malay policy and does not support any separatism of the Malays."

"The U.S. side has not made it clear, they only say that they respect democracy and freedom, and respect the people's choice."

"The Indonesian side is vague, but it is pro-Sarawak in terms of action."

"Thailand is just paying close attention, and the mud side is also paying close attention......

After listening to the report, the Sultan suddenly realized that he still had to hug the British thighs!

It's very good!

Split is also British, and maintenance is also British, fuck!

Someone is always going to shoot the first shot, why not the other side!

At this time, whoever shoots the first shot is a bad person, and whoever will be spurned will be spurned, so, is Sean a bad person!

The answer is obvious! Yes, a bad guy.

So, Sean will let the other party fire the first shot!

Crown Prince Charles Brooke is no longer called a prince now, everything is done to ascend the throne, so the title of crown prince is more appropriate.

Prince Charles led a team of *** to demonstrate outside the camp of 3,000 Malay soldiers under the watchful eyes of hundreds of media.

Not only that, but they set up a makeshift podium where Charles was to give a speech and denounce the invaders.

In the eyes of the Malays, this is simply robbing the Malay wife, and the piston movement is carried out in front of the Malays......

That's all the husband is guilty of at the moment. At this moment, the atmosphere in the camp was very oppressive, dreary, and on the verge of exploding at any moment, and some of the more radical young Zhuang factions in the army had already blocked the commander in the room.

Nationalist education is a good thing that has disadvantages and will allow hawkish ideas to permeate the army.

"Colonel, those betrayers were in the city before, you said to avoid clashes with the police and not let us enter the city, now what? Now there are no police blocking the road!"

"Listen, listen, they are at the gate of our camp, they are here, they are stepping on our faces, are we still going to be indifferent?"

"What are we doing here? Isn't it to exterminate these rebels? They're right in front of us right now, and if we're not doing anything, then what are we doing here?"

"My education taught me that we should love our country,

We should safeguard the unity and integrity of the motherland, even if we pay with our lives for it, but now!"

"My heart tells me we have to do something!"

The eight Malay Young Zhuang faction officers shouted loudly, not to mention forcing the palace, but there was definitely a smell of accusation, and the colonel's face was ugly.

Under his command is an army composed entirely of Malays, which has been carefully selected by the Malay side, with fighting power, faith, and loyalty, so the atmosphere in the army is now more oppressive, like a volcano, which can erupt at any time.

And he received an order not to shoot, not to cause a conflict by them, to be in the position of colonel, he has political sensitivity, and understands why the people of Sarawak are running here to demonstrate.

It was to seduce them, but the more this happened, the more he couldn't, but the atmosphere in the army was ......

It can only be said that politics is not black and white, and most of the methods are very insidious.

Now, he had to convince these young Zhuang factions.

Just as the Colonel was trying to reassure his men again, there was a sudden chaotic scream outside......

In the temporary camp, the patrolling people looked ahead one by one, *** The planning was very well prepared, with an external stereo, so even if they were far away, they could still hear what was being said over there.

As if he couldn't stand the stimulation, a soldier knelt on one knee, his gun mounted on his shoulder and began to aim.

"Hey, you're crazy!" The person next to him hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it.

"I know what I'm doing!" The Malay soldier looked up at his comrades and said calmly, "Someone has to stand up, we are here to stop these people from rebelling, so how can we stop it?"

"Can you stop it just by looking at it?" "No, we all know no, we can only use guns and death to let them know the price of rebellion!"

"But the corrupt bureaucrats above are afraid to take responsibility, they are shirking, but they don't know, their fear will only push things deeper into the abyss, once the rebellion really happens, there will be more people to die, it will be dozens of hundreds and now."

"It's time for someone to step up!" The words are calm, but under the calm water is a surging patriotic fervor.

Of course, these words are not something that he can say as a big-headed soldier who has not received much education, this is what someone told him, it is very burning and bloody, so that this guy can't hold anything in his head except this.

These words were extremely lethal to these Malay soldiers, and the person next to him was equally enthusiastic and vowed to join in this great cause.

The two of them aimed their guns at Charles, who was giving a speech on the stage, as long as this bullshit crown prince died, then everything would not exist.

Just as the two were aiming, the ears of the security guard next to Charles moved, and a voice came out of the headset, "Protect the target!"

The security guard jumped out, and before his head could react, his body had already thrown Charles to the ground, who was impassioned.

At the same time, two gunshots, "bang" and "bang", rang out.

The sudden change made all the *** demonstrators at the scene stunned, staring blankly, completely unaware of what was being said.

"Someone shoots, dodge, dodge!" The crowd didn't know who shouted, and the scene suddenly became commotionous.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Da Da Da" continuous gunshots rang out. The sound of the ghost crying wolf sounded, and the crowd immediately scattered and fled like an exploded ant nest.

Obviously, independence or something is worthless in front of the gun.

In the barracks, the two people who had just aimed at Charles frowned and looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt, and there was joy in their doubts.

There are doubts about whether to hit the target, and there are joys to see like-minded people.

They didn't fire the gunfire in the back. Of course, it doesn't matter who it is now, the important thing is that it turns out that these so-called *** demonstrators, these so-called supporters of the Brooke dynasty are nothing more than a rabble.

A few shots can frighten you to reveal your true face, and you are just a fool who runs away.

This is a victory for the Malays!!

Hundreds of media on the scene, two or three

Hundreds of reporters stood in place, still continuing to shoot pictures of the scene, these scattered *** demonstrators didn't care what kind of reporters, the chaos soon made these reporters stand in place with their faces stable.

If they don't want to be knocked down by the panicked crowd and trampled to death on the spot, they can only be wrapped up and start running.

It's just that unlike these people who are fleeing, the reporters have obviously seen the storm and waves, and more than a dozen gunshots have just sounded, but they can't threaten them, but the picture taken today is big news, enough to make them get the company's commendation!

Malay military shoots *** demonstrators...... No, it's a shooting, well, wouldn't the massacre seem less real?

Thinking about how to write the title, the camera in his hand kept pressing the shutter to take pictures of the chaos.

The more chaotic, the richer!

"Malay Army Shoots *** Demonstrators! This is a relatively rigorous national media.

"The Malay Army assassinated Crown Prince Charles, and the great turmoil in Sarawak is about to be staged" This is an entertainment media.

"Enemies of the Free World, Remember the Malay Shooting *** Demonstrators!" It's a politically oriented media.

"Kuching Massacre, Malay Army Massacre of Sarawak Independents" This is a second-rate newspaper.

All kinds of tabloids dare to report everything, what Sarawak riots, what war of independence, what rivers of blood.

"The love history of the princess, the life of Prince Charles is revealed! This is the Sun......

The Sun is always at a strange angle, and it suddenly pulls on Grandma Charles.

Of course, Sean doesn't care about the angle of the report, it's enough to be sensational enough.

Several gunshots rang out, completely pushing the Malay government to the opposite side of public opinion.

Shooting at the demonstrators, this kind of thing has not happened for many, many years, and it is also the most popular among the people in the West.

In particular, France, the United States...... After all, there is nothing more popular than the people of these two countries.

Kuala Lumpur, the Malay Palace, even in the sealed conditions of the conference room, can still be heard roaring outside.

The sudden news drove him crazy, he was really crazy.

Suddenly, some Malay soldiers shot at Charles Brooke, and others shot at the crowd of demonstrators, killing 3 people and injuring 2 others, while causing chaos and stampedes.

The loss was that the place was empty, and only three people were seriously injured.

It doesn't matter how many people die, the problem is that the assassination and shooting in front of reporters from more than 100 media outlets around the world spread all over the world in half a day, and the Malay government has been under tremendous pressure from international public opinion.

The big empire didn't dare to shoot at the *** team, the French didn't dare either, and the Americans didn't dare, why did you Malays dare?

Oh, because the Malays are ignorant and backward, and have no concept of human rights!

The two enthusiastic masses who did not want to be named had already been prepared, and at this time, they suddenly exerted force, and the frenzy of public opinion brought by it could ensure that the news could spread all over the world within a day!

In the absence of the Internet, with satellite TV signals, within a day, Europe and the United States have live video reports.

Don't give the Malays a chance to do PR at all!

This is equivalent to making a coffin, putting the Malays in it, and knocking down the nails of the coffin!

To put it simply, it is the final conclusion of the coffin! (What is water?) ）

Once the pressure of international public opinion is too great, Lao Mei can't stand it, for example, Blackwater was forced to dissolve because of excessive public opinion pressure.

Now the wave of criticism is directed at the Malay Sultan and the government, and no one has mentioned the person who fired the gun.

Where are the little people topical, just look for a temporary ...... Just find someone to blame, and it depends on whether the media agrees.

This is called the monitoring function of the media, and of course, this is theoretical.

When the Malay Sultan heard the news, he first couldn't believe it, and then he was furious, he didn't understand, he had already said, don't provoke the incident first, don't provoke the incident first, why did there be an accident!

A black cauldron that fell from the sky, and the death was unknown.

He didn't understand, so he wanted to kiss

Ask yourself what the fuck these guys think!

The people were sent back directly by plane by the military.

"Somebody has to step up, we're doing the right thing." The young soldier looked at the ugly Sultan, his voice trembling a little, but he still spoke it.

"The right thing?" The Sultan's face was full of incredulity.

"Yes, there are people who don't want to carry the black cauldron, but, the Malays need to be guarded, and the only best way to deal with the rebellion is by force, isn't that why we were sent there?" The more the young man spoke, the smoother he became.

A day and a night have passed since the shooting, and during this time they have repeated these words to themselves repeatedly, as if hypnosis, from believing to believing, from believing to believing.

Young people are the most impulsive, the most passionate, and once they have faith to join, they dare to face anyone.

The Malay Sultan looked at the soldier with a bloody face and a resolute expression, his mouth wide open, his face full of astonishment and confusion, and he didn't know what to say at all.

Tell them about the compromise of politics? Tell them about passivity in the international situation? It doesn't make sense!

They have not received higher education, they have dropped out of junior high school, and the education they have received is loyal and patriotic, and they are not afraid of life and death.

They were ordered to go to Kuching and be ready to suppress the rebellion at any time.

Looking at the two young soldiers blankly, the Malay Sultan slowly closed his eyes, he is not a politician, if the political attribute is 100 points, it is no problem for a good education to allow him to reach 70 points, not to mention that there is so much time for the Sultan to do, so many opportunities to practice.

He knew that it was impossible to hand over the two soldiers.

It is useless to hand it over, his enemies will not agree, and will only take the opportunity to criticize him for being irresponsible and not responsible, and internally it will also discourage the enthusiasm of the troops.

This is like a book during World War II, Germany during World War I, and nationalist education will bring about this kind of trouble.

Take them down and appease them." The Sultan waved his hand, tired and did not want to speak.

There was silence in the conference room for more than ten minutes, until the Sultan opened his eyes again and asked weakly, "What can be done?"

The prime minister did not answer directly, but said in a low voice: "Those people will definitely not let go of this opportunity, and they will most likely take the opportunity to hold a referendum."

"Do you know what they're getting?"

"No, we haven't heard anything from our intelligence agency over there, and we still don't know."

"Did Sean plan it behind the scenes?"

"This ......" said after a while, "It is reported that Ahmad Zaedi's car was seriously hit some time ago, but the police did not receive a report to the police, nor did they find that there was a car accident on the road at that time, and Ahmad Zaidi did not give a reasonable explanation afterwards."

Then, Ahmad Zaidi recently issued an order to find out and sort out the history and unique customs of the Malays living in Sarawak."

"I asked you if there were any traces of Sean or foreigner meddling, *** tell me what are you doing here?!" The Malay Sultan was furious.

Prime Minister: "... Am I not obvious enough? "Idiot! Rubbish!" The Malay Sultan gritted his teeth.

"Tell me, once they declare independence, what will happen to the cabinet!"

"Reprimanding them for their independence and illegality, send troops to take over Kuching as soon as possible and arrest the rebels." The Prime Minister shouted.

The Malay Sultan finally heard a slightly more reliable solution, and he did not ask what to do if a foreign force blocked it, and the prime minister did not mention it.

If you can beat it, you can fight!

If you don't go back, you won't go back...

There was another unbearable silence in the meeting room, and after a while, the Malay Sultan whispered, "Watch out for the movement of the umbrella."

Compared to Kuala Lumpur, the situation in Kuching is completely reversed.

Although a few people died, the atmosphere in the closed-door meeting of the three clans seemed very cheerful.

"I really didn't expect that the people in the Malay army would also be bought by him, and it was a pure Malay army." Ahmad Zaidi laughed

Asked.

"Who knew that American spies would penetrate so deeply." Tayimamu sighed with emotion.

No one believed it was Sean himself. But spies or something, they are not afraid, and they are not ready to fight against the Americans.

"The press conference has been arranged to condemn the atrocities committed by the Malays and announce that Prince Charles is welcome to restore the Brooke dynasty."

"Isn't the manuscript ready?" "Ready."

"Then the day after tomorrow, a referendum will be held, and the representatives of our nation will arrive."

"Ours has arrived, too, yes." "Agreed!"

"How did the Malay side react?"

"We didn't declare independence from Malays, we just restored the kingdom system, and every Malay state has a sultan, what's the difference? It would be better if they sent troops to force their way into the city, for fear they would be too timid to come in."

"Let's hope they fight like men."

The three of you said a word, and the tone was full of ridicule.

The Malays want to control them, that's wishful thinking, even without Sean, Sarawak is not without its own troops!

Let's put it this way, I built a road at the door here, and there was a problem with one of the sewer outlets, and I needed to knock off half of it and rebuild it, one person and one hammer, knock it, rest for half an hour, and it took a week before and after......

Dig with a shovel, at most half a spade at a time, and one more gram will be counted as my loss!

Do you know what the concept of a three-hour lunch break is at noon?

All government departments, enterprises and institutions, including hospitals!

Minimum of 3 hours!

People have a habit of coming home at noon, cooking, eating, taking a nap, going to work, well, it's six o'clock again......

A road with a length of 300 meters, built for three years!

Three years, three years, do you know how I spent these three years!