readytorunbook Chapter 495 Dai Chunfeng's Admiration
Chapter 495 Dai Chunfeng's Admiration
Dai Chunfeng nodded slightly, lit a new cigar, took a deep breath, and exhaled thick smoke:
"Ting Bing has a point, but the charm of this 'United States' banner goes beyond that. Don't forget, who provided the backbone for the Anmin Army's rise? It was the White Eagle!
From the initial arms aid, to the subsequent loans and technical support, to the current international support, White Eagle is Zhang Chi's biggest backer.
He raised the banner of the "United States" and publicly declared that he would follow the federal model of the White Eagle United States. What is this? This is to flatter the White Eagle and declare himself the "Southeast Asian version of the White Eagle."
What will those guys on Capitol Hill think then? They will think this is the successful practice of White Eagle values and institutional superiority in the Far East. "
Dai Chunfeng's voice was filled with a hint of amusement and admiration:
"This flattery is both loud and sophisticated. Luo Guizi has just been re-elected and is full of ambition and is ready to promote his international order around the world.
Zhang Chi's move was like sending a pillow to someone when they were asleep. The gentlemen in the White Eagle Congress must be delighted and would increase their aid.
Various economic supports, technology transfers, and even political endorsements will continue to flow into this "United States of South Seas".
Zhang Chi's move brought him both fame and fortune, and he had a firm grasp on the White Eagles' psychology. His calculations were incredibly clever."
Shen Shuyi couldn't help but interrupt: "What about John? Can they swallow this? Malaya and Singapore are their dearest relatives."
"Even if you can't swallow it, you have to swallow it." Dai Chunfeng slammed the table with a crisp sound, and a gloating sneer appeared on his face. "Once Zhang Chi raised the banner of the 'United States', he has an absolute moral high ground.
What was he shouting about? 'Break colonialism.' 'Voluntary union of all states.' If the Japanese tried to return to Malaya or Singapore, it would be a naked 'colonial restoration,' a step backward in history. It would put them in opposition to the global anti-colonial movement.
As the head of the Military Control Commission, who is highly regarded by the White Eagle and in charge of the White Eagle Special Technical Cooperation Institute of the Republic of China (an intelligence exchange and training institution between the two countries), Dai Chunfeng undoubtedly possesses more core intelligence.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and admired the young King of Nanyang in the south for his grasp of the general situation even more.
He had already received a tip-off that the White Eagles were taking the lead in establishing a UN to replace the League of Nations.
In his opinion, Zhang Chi chose this time to establish the country in the name of "United States", which was a perfect timing.
It’s not good to be too early or too late, the only time is now!
As long as Zhang Chi's subsequent procedures are "legal" and internally "stable", White Eagle will certainly fully support Nanyang, the new "democratic partner", to join the UN.
Once the "United States of Southeast Asia" has a legitimate seat in the United Nations and is universally recognized by the international community...
Dai Chunfeng's eyes sparkled as he finally saw through Zhang Chi's open and aboveboard style of suppressing others with his power.
If John tries to forcibly return to the colonies by force or political means, it will be a blatant challenge to the UN Charter and the new international order headed by the White Eagle.
They certainly cannot afford the price.
He held a cigar in his hand and muttered, "Zhang Chi used the White Eagle's rules to block John's return to Southeast Asia."
Using the seemingly soft name of "United States", they covered themselves with an invulnerable golden shield.
"High, it's really high."
There was a brief silence in the conference room.
After a while, Dai Chunfeng sighed: "White Eagle, John, Da Mao, several major countries have been calculated by this young man Zhang Chi..."
With such ability, even Dai Chunfeng can only sigh that he is inferior.
"This King of Nanyang..." Zheng Tingbing also sighed, his tone solemn and with a hint of barely perceptible admiration, "His mind is so deep and his plans are so far-reaching that he is no ordinary person.
The day he founded the country was the day the Nanyang situation was completely solidified. "John...I'm afraid he's really going to be scratching his head."
Dai Chunfeng took a deep puff of his cigar. In the smoke, his eyes seemed to penetrate the wall and saw the old man sitting in the wheelchair in the white house on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, and also saw the troubled Prime Minister Qiu in Number 10 Downing Street.
He knew that at next year's international conference, a wonderful and bloody drama would be staged around the new "United States of South Seas".
And what benefits can he, Dai Chunfeng, the head of the Military Control Commission, gain from it?
After all, at this time, the Military Intelligence Bureau had become a de facto "independent kingdom" with more than 5 official agents, and even had Military Intelligence Bureau stations in Singapore and Manila.
In addition, the Military Intelligence Bureau has the power to supervise and guide police, transportation, diplomatic and other institutions, and has more than 10 plainclothes armed forces, guerrillas, commandos and other armed forces.
It can be said that Dai Chunfeng already has a private army that is no less powerful than other internal factions of the White Party.
In addition, the White Eagle side also intends to push Dai Chunfeng to take charge of the Republic of China Navy that is about to be rebuilt, or at least obtain the power to form the future "Maritime Security Bureau" and control the near-shore fleet.
Dai Chunfeng knew very well that he was walking on a road from which he could not turn back. This road was on a cliff, with abysses on both sides.
One wrong step and you could be crushed to pieces.
In such a situation, he couldn't help but envy the young man in the south even more.
For a moment, the conference room fell into a long silence. Although several senior Military Control Commission officials appeared friendly on the surface, they were all calculating their own plans in their hearts.
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In Yangon, a garden-style official residence is brightly lit.
With the founding of the People's Republic of China imminent, a myriad of issues arose. Zhang Chi buried himself in his desk, reviewing a mountain of documents.
The skeleton of the new country is being built. The People's Army will be reorganized into the Nanyang National Defense Force. The process of regularization and modernization cannot be delayed.
He plans to reorganize the field forces into five lean, synthetic small armies, and based on the future division of war zones, form an efficient three-level command system of "war zone-army-division".
To this end, he recalled three beloved generals who commanded heavy troops and guarded the four directions: Bai Minghui, who was stationed in Chittagong and controlled the gateway to the Bay of Bengal; Hao Yi, who was stationed in Bangkok and suppressed the situation in Siam; and Qi Quan, who guarded the throat of the Strait of Malacca and ensured the smooth flow of the maritime lifeline.
The military meeting was scheduled for tomorrow, but tonight, Bai Minghui was called to Zhang Chi's office in advance.
However, what was placed before Zhang Chi at this moment was not a military map or a draft plan, but an artifact that exuded an ancient atmosphere.
It was a Yongle blue and white plum vase with a lotus pattern.
The bottle's lines are flowing and elegant, its glaze is rich and lustrous, and its blue and white color is rich and deep, with the typical "Suma Liqing" hue and rust marks. The lotus pattern is intricate and vivid, with a well-arranged layout, exuding an air of royal elegance.