Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Previously, there were significant differences between the Chinese community and Wang Yaotang regarding the issue of massacre.

This made them realize that in their collaboration with Wang Yaotang, Wang Yaotang could do anything without considering their thoughts, while they could not and were in a completely passive position, which was not good.

The reason is simple: Wang Yaotang has no assets here, but he holds military power. With money and troops, he can ignore many things.

This greatly diminished their interest in visiting the war site, leaving them with a sense of heaviness and silence.

Perhaps sensing the somewhat oppressive atmosphere, Wang Yaotang smiled and began providing commentary on the channel.

"Combat effectiveness is a vague concept that cannot be quantified numerically, but the difference becomes apparent on the battlefield. What is a regular army? In Latin America, the Middle East, and Africa, a good matchmaking system with guns and basic organization is enough to be called a regular army. Haha, that seems ridiculous to me."

"Although I look down on the Vietnamese army and even more so on the Thai army, I must admit that they can be invincible in Latin America and Africa, after all, they have undergone relatively sufficient training based on their weapons and organization."

"So what is meant by elite? It means what you are seeing right now: different tactics are used for different environments, and the ability to achieve the greatest results with the least cost."

"When launching an attack on a fixed target in the city, the first thing to do is to block the enemy's line of sight, make them blind, cut off their communications, and make them deaf. Then, launch an attack from both sides, gradually cutting off the enemy's line of sight. If the enemy wants to counterattack, they must move to the sides, otherwise they will be eaten up by us little by little. After fully mobilizing the enemy, we only need to use heavy firepower to take them all out in one shot."

While listening to Wang Yaotang's explanation, many people turned their gazes toward the police station, their expectations unknown.

……

Pattaya Police Station.

After the first 40mm explosion, everyone in the police station stopped what they were doing and turned to look in the direction from which the explosion came.

What followed was a cacophony of explosions and gunfire from all directions throughout the city. The nearest gunfire sounded not far from the police station, and the "rat-a-tat-tat" of submachine guns made some experienced veteran police officers recognize them as Type 56 rifles.

As the explosions and gunfire intensified, chaos erupted inside the police station. Intense fighting was taking place throughout the city. Had the Vietnamese invaded?

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"What should we do? Should we send the police?"

"Go to hell, you stupid ox! There are at least a hundred submachine guns here!"

In the director's office on the third floor, Songchai Naracha suddenly sat up from the sofa, pushed away the woman on top of him, rushed to the window naked, and peered out, his mind also filled with the thought of the Vietnamese attacking.

All the criminal organizations in Pattaya have to pay him money. No one knows these people better than him. He hasn't heard of any recent clashes between any factions, and besides, they don't have the firepower!

From the third floor, you can see firefights in many places, and the flashes of explosions appear in your view from time to time.

He pulled up his pants, rushed to the table, and quickly dialed the phone, but no one answered several times in a row.

Just as Songchai Narachai was about to turn around after hanging up the phone, it suddenly rang, startling him. "Who is it?!"

"Naracha, what's going on? Why is there such a fierce gunfight outside? What did you do?!" Mayor Somchai Khunben, the cousin, questioned him angrily.

"I, I don't know!"

"You don't know, you fucking don't know, you're the police chief and you don't know!" Somchai Khun Bun roared madly, "Investigate, investigate immediately, stop the conflict immediately, arrest everyone, immediately, right now!!"

The city government building is six stories high and has a very good view. Somchai Kunben could see even more. There was fighting going on in all directions. He didn’t need to look to know that many, many people must have died!

How is he going to explain this to the city council?
How should we explain this to the media?
How should we explain this to the citizens?
How should we explain this to the Prime Minister's Office?

Although these people did not attack the city government, what difference is there between them and killing him!
Songchai Naracha subconsciously looked towards the fire outside the window, his gaze blank.

(As shown in the picture:)

With a "bang," only a dial tone remained on the phone.

Songchai Naracha swallowed hard. His cousin had gone mad!

"Director, what should we do?" Deputy Director Su Songchai Papon asked as he put on a skirt and clothes and combed his messy hair.

As a tourist city, it emphasizes its external image, so the deputy police chief should naturally be a woman.

Of course, Somchai Naracha would never say that this was to make the game more taboo and exciting.

"At least we need to know what exactly happened!" Director Somchai Narachai said through gritted teeth.

He knew how he got his position as bureau chief; if the mayor fell, he would fall too.

The two quickly packed up and went downstairs amidst the sounds of gunfire.

"what?"

"Call the police?"

Everyone wore the same expression as Somchai Narachai:

(As shown in the picture:)

Suddenly, a loud 'boom' came from outside. Although it was far away, it still woke everyone up.

That, that's the sound of artillery fire, isn't it?
Gradually, the confusion in his eyes turned into "Fuck you!"

These attackers are even using artillery, and they want us to send out the police?

Believe it or not, it would be easier to just shoot you dead!
Some police officers had already reached for their waists. Killing the police chief might not necessarily kill them, but responding to a call would definitely result in death!
Because Thailand does not ban guns, Thai police officers purchase their own firearms.

(So, what the hell is the necessary connection between these two?)

Seeing the increasingly dangerous atmosphere inside the police station, Somchai Narachai finally sensed something was wrong. He swallowed hard and said, "Guys, at least see what's going on. We police, we fucking police, have something this big happen and we don't know anything? That doesn't make sense!"

As he spoke, Songchai Narachai felt his momentum return, "Do you guys still want to work here?!"

"Countless people have died outside. This incident will definitely shake the country. When it's thoroughly investigated, everyone will be in trouble. Do you think I'm the only one who needs to take responsibility?!"

"Which of you didn't take the money? Huh, tell me, which of you didn't take the money!"

After a loud shout, the officers' earlier aggression vanished. After exchanging bewildered glances, the team leaders began to call upon their subordinates.

They may not have the guts to rush in and enforce the law, but they certainly have the guts to just watch from afar.

After all, these people are wearing police uniforms; they can't possibly kill police officers, can they?
……

The crew-cut men advanced slowly and without any panic. Wang Yaotang was very satisfied with the results of this live-action exercise. Most of the men had been killed, but there was still a lot to be done.

"Dazhao, let's set off on our propaganda journey."

"Roger that!"

Three Toyotas with speakers strapped to their roofs drove out and happened to run into the police who had come out to see what was going on.

"We are the Vietnamese army!"

"This is a warning to the Thai government!"

"Immediately hand over the Cambodian government-in-exile and military leaders they are protecting!"

The three simple sentences were all recorded by Wang Yaotang, and are played in Chinese, English, and Thai versions on a loop, so you definitely won't have trouble understanding them.

Watching a Toyota Hiace drive past, one of the officers asked in a low voice, "Boss, should we go check the situation?"

The sheriff looked around for a while, smacked his lips, and said, "What's there to be afraid of if they're Vietnamese? They'll be gone soon, going over there for tea. It wouldn't look good to go back so quickly."

The accompanying men immediately followed, and one of them asked in a low voice, "Chief, do you think it's possible that this is a lie? How could the Vietnamese army have advanced to this place? We're so close to Bangkok."

"Slap!" The sheriff slapped him across the face. "You think you're so smart? They've already admitted they're Vietnamese soldiers, what are you talking about? They are Vietnamese soldiers, even the Prime Minister is Vietnamese soldiers."

The men immediately understood; they had done this kind of thing before, only the targets hadn't been this... ruthless.

"Alright, you guys go outside and get some things with Vietnamese military insignia, or even just Vietnamese insignia. Hurry up, once these... once the Vietnamese leave, we'll get into the scene immediately."

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

An ironclad case must be made an ironclad case!
As the crackdown on the crew-cut gangs continued, fewer and fewer criminal groups remained, while the number of crew-cut gangs increased, leading to a sudden acceleration in the final crackdown.

After each team reported the situation and confirmed that there were no casualties, Hai Dazhao ordered everyone to evacuate immediately.

The entire operation to wipe out the criminal gang was completed within the expected half hour. During this time, the personnel stationed at the U-Tapao Airport military base could not react in time, and it was even less likely that the troops in Bangkok, which were further away, could come over.

Therefore, overall the operation was not dangerous. After the crew-cut men left, the hearse continued to work, and the 'Vietnamese army' couldn't make things too ugly.

After the gunfire completely ceased in the city, Pattaya police officers began checking their watches. Ten minutes later, after confirming that the "Vietnamese Army" had truly left, the police immediately "grew" out of the streets, got into their vehicles, attached sirens to the roofs, and sped off amidst the wailing of "waaaaaa."

Pattaya has a large number of police officers and auxiliary police, and the criminals actually don't have many strongholds. Each stronghold can be assigned at least two police cars to the scene.

With a skillful drift and sudden stop, the police officer in the car, looking serious, jumped out, gun in hand, and rushed towards the main gate.

Just as I reached the entrance, I bumped into several people wearing rubber aprons and rubber boots, pushing a cart full of corpses. For a moment, we both stared at each other, frozen in place.

The police never expected that the 'Vietnamese army' would actually collect the bodies, and the body collection team never expected the police to arrive so quickly.

An eerie silence fell over the scene, broken only by the dripping sound of blood falling from the car.

The body recovery team glared at the police, their minds racing with thoughts of quickly notifying the command center so someone could come and rescue them.

The police officers' minds began to tremble. They were too early and had seen things they shouldn't have. What should they do?
Will they kill him to silence him?
Why are you collecting corpses?!
Cleaning up the streets has always been the police's job; this is stealing their business!

Just when everyone was at a loss, the sheriff, being the sheriff he was, was the first to react. He looked up at the ceiling and exclaimed, "Huh? How did I get here?"

"Oh no, we've taken the wrong road, we've taken the wrong road."

"Really, I told you not to drink so much at noon. I'm leaving now, I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, his legs quickly moving towards the car.

The other officers immediately realized what was happening, "Oh dear, wrong place, it's 4 o'clock, time for dim sum!"

He turned around, his steps hurried, ripped off the ceiling light, got into the car, and sped off without even closing the door.

After rushing more than a hundred meters away and confirming that no one had fired a shot to silence him, the sheriff finally gasped for breath, terrified.

Damn it, what's the difference between this place and a slaughterhouse!
How many people did these lunatics kill?

On the other side, the corpse-collecting team looked at each other, and then someone burst out laughing, and everyone else joined in.

"Oh, bah!"

"Bullshit cops!"

……

Many people on the returning helicopter also heard the sounds below, but they couldn't hear them clearly because the noise on the helicopter was too loud.

After returning to their villas and tidying up briefly, they went to the Chen family's manor again. On the way, they overheard their subordinates reporting on the 'Vietnamese army' attack on Pattaya.

"This……"

"Vietnamese army?"

"He's just framing me. Isn't he afraid of retaliation from the Vietnamese?"

“I think…” one of them suddenly laughed, “I think he’s not afraid, is he? Do you think the Vietnamese would dare to go to Hong Kong to cause him trouble?”

"Then why can't we attack his property?" one person countered.

"And then? How do you know that the 75mm recoilless rifle he brought out today is the most ferocious firepower?" The man's lips curled up. "These equipment are all from our hometown. If we can give recoilless rifles, we can give other artillery or even more powerful equipment."

“His men are all veterans from the battlefield. They can use the equipment as soon as they get it. The Thai army is afraid of the Vietnamese, but do you think the people back home are afraid?”

“His family back home is short of money, but he is not. He doesn’t even bother to plunder the assets of these criminal groups.”

The more he talked about it, the more envious everyone became; they were so jealous their heads almost fell off!

"Haha, everyone's back!" Wang Yaotang laughed as he came out to greet them. "How did you find out? How impressive our army is!"

"Sharp!"

"That's incredibly sharp!"

"Am I firing on all cylinders?!"

"Wow, that's incredible!"

"Do you still have any doubts about my ability to clear Antioch?" Wang Yaotang asked loudly.

"No doubt about it!"

The mention of this immediately stirred up everyone's emotions.

Participating in this observation event is partly because everyone identifies more strongly with their Chinese identity and wants to forge a strong ally in Wang Yaotang; and partly because of greater interests!
Although some opinions differed during this observation, they witnessed the power and ruthlessness of Wang Yaotang's forces, and they also saw the hope for the overall development of the Anti District. Naturally, no one cared about the minor flaws.

Wang Yaotang laughed heartily as he led everyone into the reception room.

"Oh, by the way, there's something else I need everyone's help with later," Wang Yaotang said with a smile. "My people have taken some photos and videos. Please help me publish them in the newspapers and on television, and strongly condemn the brutality of the Vietnamese!"

"How could the Vietnamese be so evil as to carry out a massacre against innocent merchants in Pattaya!"

Everyone: You know this is fucking brutal!
However, framing the Vietnamese is indeed a good idea. There have been constant conflicts along the border, and the media has reported many similar incidents. If we don't consider the geographical location, everyone's first thought would definitely be that the Vietnamese did it.

Considering Thailand's education level, and the even lower education levels in other Southeast Asian countries, this kind of propaganda seems to fit the stereotype.

Everyone readily agreed. With Chinese people directly, indirectly, and influencing about 70% of the media, it was too easy for them to coordinate their narrative and pin the blame on the Vietnamese.

This way, the authorities have a way to back down gracefully, and they win!
The people are united in their hatred of the enemy, and we will win!

The military has another excuse to ask for funding. Victory!
Newspaper sales increased—we won!

Pattaya has a power vacuum, giving many opportunities to rise to power and win!
The criminals were all apprehended, and public security improved significantly. Victory!
The Bangkok mayor sees a glimmer of hope for a real solution to the Khlong Teik district problem. Victory!
With massive infrastructure projects under construction, all sorts of powerful figures can get a piece of the pie – a win-win situation!

The poor in Kongti can escape poverty, and they will win!

So, we won!

Only the mayor's 'Songchai' family is trembling in fear, still unaware of what happened or where such a crazed enemy came from.

At the celebration banquet that evening, when Hai Dazhao and his entourage entered, Wang Yaotang led the applause, and then everyone else stood up and applauded vigorously.

Although the opponents were somewhat weak, this was an achievement made by an all-Chinese team, which naturally means that everyone is on the same side.

This honor cannot be enjoyed by Wang Yaotang alone...

As long as Wang Yaotang is still around, everyone should speak louder.

The banquet celebration didn't end until after 8 pm. The reason we talked for so long was because of the Kongti District. Now that we have enough power, we naturally have to start making plans. It's a core area of ​​1.5 square kilometers, with an inner harbor and a population of 10. Even just touching it would leave your hands covered in oil!
After development, such a good location certainly can't be left for poor people to live in. As for demolition, Wang Yaotang is familiar with it.

However, the dock cannot be shut down. The construction of the new dock and the demolition all require a large number of workers, so it can only be done little by little. Wang Yaotang doesn't understand these things, and he is only responsible for listening now.

Later, he will gather people to form a construction company for the airfield to carry out overall planning. He will only start to take action after he has a plan for where to start demolishing, how to demolish, and how to build. Even though everyone is Chinese and they are on the same side now, he will not completely trust them.

We still need to bring some people over from China. Our hometown will encounter similar problems in the development of the zone in the future. We can conduct an experiment on someone else's land in advance. I believe our hometown will be very happy to do so.

After the banquet, Wang Yaotang bid farewell to the Chen family. He didn't have a villa or estate here and didn't want to stay at the Chen family's place, so he went back to Bangkok with A-Jie and A-Ji on a yacht.

It only took an hour and a half.

"Have you forgotten something?" On the way back, the group chatted while leaning against the railing, and A-Jie asked with a smile.

"what's up?"

"The Somchai family, huh? Didn't you say you'd take them down? Heh, none of these Chinese families mentioned it just now."

"Him? No rush, they still have a use for us." Wang Yaotang chuckled.

"Useful? What's the use?"

"After the reports were published and the public opinion fermented a bit, the Vietnamese people, enraged, launched another retaliatory attack on Pattaya, massacring the mayor and the bureau chief's family." Wang Yaotang laughed. "Once the label is on someone, don't give them a chance to take it off."

"You are so bad, I like it so much!"

"Get lost, disgusting!" Wang Yaotang laughed and cursed.

"What about Pattaya? We've already cleaned it up, it would be such a waste to just give up like this," Aji suddenly asked.

"Of course not. These few days of news fermentation are a good time to choose partners. The mayor and bureau chief will be replaced by our people. I came to Bangkok not to eliminate evil and protect the righteous, but to expand my control and influence." Wang Yaotang said with a smile, "Pattaya is the best tourist port city in the Gulf of Thailand. Bangkok is just a stone's throw away. It has huge potential for the future. With the entire tourism industry out of control, I can use Pattaya as a chessboard to bring many people on board."

"A tycoon needs money, people, and soldiers!"

Ah Jie clicked his tongue twice, "You're really something else when it comes to this kind of thing. Even if you killed me, I wouldn't have thought that far ahead."

"So, how about it? Want to experience being the police chief?" Wang Yaotang asked with a smile.

"Ah, this..." A-Jie was stunned by this absurd question.

Money doesn't matter, the main thing is that he's a street thug... it's just too surreal. (End of Chapter)