Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Although Wu Su is a political broker, he is still decisive in doing things. After all, as long as he can get China's support, his Southern Burma Patriotic Party will be able to grow bigger and stronger and create greater glory.

Led by Wu Su himself, more than a thousand people from southern Myanmar, with white cloth wrapped around their heads and holding banners, marched towards the city hall.

"Oppose friction! Cherish peace!"

"Oppose war! Long live the friendship between China and Myanmar!"

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The designed slogans were shouted loudly, and perhaps out of fear of war, more people in southern Myanmar participated in the demonstrations.

The parade team snowballed, growing from about a thousand people to more than five thousand people, and they stood in front of the city hall in a mighty force.

Some reporters who were watching the fun rushed forward to take pictures, determined to grab the headlines.

Wu Yong, standing on the third floor of the City Hall, had a gloomy face, and water was almost dripping from his face.

"Humph, this Wu Su is really a villain who takes advantage of the situation. He came here as soon as he smelled the smell!"

"Sir, did this Wu Su join the Chinese?"

"Yeah, I think it looks a bit like that."

After Wu Yong finished speaking, he went downstairs and looked at the crowd that was constantly attacking the city hall, and quickly asked for the electric horn.

He originally came here to properly handle the attack. If he made things worse, he would probably be punished by Aung San Suu Kyi when he returned.

"My fellow countrymen, my name is Wu Yong. I understand your demands. Please go back and wait patiently. We will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"No, we have finally been able to live a stable life. Please don't start a war again!"

"I would rather die than live a deep and passionate life again!"

After saying this, a "hot-blooded" man hit his head against a stone pier, bleeding profusely. He was then photographed by reporters and carried away.

The enthusiasm of the demonstrators seemed to be ignited by the blood, and at this time someone shouted:

"The police are beating people! The police are beating people!"

So, stones, eggs, and rotten vegetable leaves were constantly thrown at the police and Wu Yong who were maintaining order.

Caught off guard, clumps of yellow mucus flowed down Wu Yong's thick hair.

"Who used the rotten eggs? Catch them all!"

Military police officers with batons in hand rushed into the crowd of demonstrators. They were furious after being beaten just now, and now they finally got the chance, and they went up and hit the demonstrators with batons, hitting them in the flesh.

Wu Su was the first to be hit and was beaten twice with sticks. He was then taken to Yangguang Prison.

"You warmongers, you will release me tomorrow just like you arrested me today!"

The news that Wu Su and more than a thousand demonstrators were arrested spread throughout the streets and alleys of southern Myanmar, and Aung San Suu seemed to smell a conspiracy.

"Investigate Wu Su's whereabouts yesterday immediately!"

The efficient southern Myanmar intelligence system quickly placed the details of Wu Su's entry into the Chinese military base yesterday on Ang Shang's desk.

"I knew this guy wouldn't go to Yangguang for no reason. Wu Yong fell into the trap!"

"What should we do now?"

"We can only wait and see what happens. If we release Wu Su directly, I'm afraid we will be convicted of random arrests. This is not just a punishment for Wu Su, but an honor."

Aung San guessed correctly. Although Wu Su was beaten, he was still relaxed in prison and seemed to be enjoying his time there.

After all, for such politicians with political ambitions, being arrested and persecuted for the so-called "national interests" is a supreme honor and a shining medal.

Moreover, if things go as expected, the Southern Burma Patriotic Party and the militia will hold an armed parade tomorrow, firstly to show their muscles and secondly to welcome his victorious release from prison.

Overnight, a huge change occurred in the political arena of southern Myanmar. Countless liberal party members watched the battle between Aung San and Wu Yong, who were once as close as brothers, and were ready to side with one side and become guests of honor at any time.

Early the next morning, Chinese representative Wang Meng sent a telegram to the world, expressing concern over the arrest of U Saw, leader of the Southern Burma Patriotic Party, and urged the Southern Burmese government to resolve the dispute through peaceful means and effectively safeguard the rights of the Southern Burmese people to love peace and express reasonable demands.

Although Wang Meng's call seemed like that of a peacemaker, but if you think about it carefully, isn't this just asking them to release the people immediately?

The militia groups that had been hesitant immediately organized a grand armed parade, with more than a thousand soldiers equipped with semi-automatic rifles conducting a so-called "military parade" on the streets of Yangguang.

Wu Yong could no longer withstand the pressure, and telegrams requesting instructions flew onto Ang Shang's desk like snowflakes.

China has made its cards clear. If the southern Myanmar government does not give in, the ruling party may be replaced.

Judging from what happened in the past two days, China has the ability and determination to do so.

However, Aung San Suu Kyi does not seem to have made up his mind yet.

"Order the army to gather in Yangguang and respond to China. The people of southern Myanmar cherish peace, but hate division even more. Any attempt to provoke civil war and split the country will be resolutely dealt with!"

Wang Meng in the Yangguang Military Base sneered, it seemed that he would not cry until he saw the coffin.

"Orders: Tomorrow, the Air Force, Army and Chen Shaokuan's First Fleet stationed at Yangguang Airport will immediately launch a joint military exercise. The specific exercise plan will be led by Commander Chu Yunfei, with Commander Chen Shaokuan coordinating. I only have one request, make a big noise so that everyone in Yangguang can see it!"

As a result, under the pressure of the southern Myanmar government army, the militia group, which had not received formal training, was in disarray, but there was a mysterious news that someone would come to help tomorrow.

So the militia gritted their teeth and held on until the next morning.

At the same time, rumbling sounds of artillery were heard from the direction of Yangguang Port, and planes flew over the streets of Yangguang city.

Wu Yong in Yangguang had dark circles under his eyes. He felt a tremor in his heart as he watched the plane whizzing past his head.

What if Chinese planes dropped bombs on their heads and then apologized?

"Send a telegram to General Aung San. The situation is extremely critical. I suggest that U Soe be released immediately to calm the situation."

Ang Shang, who was several hundred kilometers away, seemed to have received the news that China was going to launch an amphibious joint military exercise a long time ago, and his face was gloomy.

"Release Wu Su and the detained protesters! Order Wu Yong to deal with the aftermath and make sure the conflict is resolved."

At around noon, Wu Yong personally "invited" Wu Su to be released from prison at the prison gate.

There is no doubt that Wu Su felt unprecedented glory. Tens of thousands of people blocked the prison gate. In the eyes of common people, this was a great victory.

Wu Su struck while the iron was hot and delivered a "long-prepared" speech at the prison gate, calling on more people in southern Myanmar to join the Southern Myanmar Patriotic Party and the militia, and work together to enhance Southern Myanmar's international influence.

It is obvious that establishing good relations with China is a shortcut to increasing southern Myanmar’s influence.