Chapter 42 Chapter Forty-One

"Didn't we say we won't act within two weeks?" Anderson protested, "We haven't got everything in place yet." "The plan will definitely change. However, the weapons and funds you provided are still very useful." Akarat shrugged, "From the perspective of smooth regime change, it is not unnecessary to let Farang's attack team enter the city. Timetable Although early, it may be the best choice." Rumbling explosions sounded all over the city.Somewhere the methane started to burn, initially bright green, and as dried bamboo and other materials were ignited, the flames turned yellow.Akarat watched the fire and waved to the man in charge of the radio.The soldier turned the crank quickly to feed the energy, and Akarat whispered the order, assigning the firefighting team to extinguish the flames.He glanced at Anderson and explained, "If the fire gets out of control, we lose the city."

Anderson watched the expanding flames, as well as the gleaming golden dome of the Temple of the Emerald Buddha in the palace, "The fire is almost reaching the city pillar." "Damn it, the Pillars of the City must not be destroyed by fire. That doesn't bode well for an aggressive new regime." Anderson walked to the balcony railing and leaned against it.His hand was splinted, and although it still throbbed from time to time, at least the military doctor had taken care of it properly, and the situation was much better than the previous few hours.Morphine was also applied to the wound, and the pain was kept to a minimum.

Another arc of fire across the sky.It was a missile that disappeared somewhere in the distance, probably the Ministry of Environment compound.It is hard to believe that Akarat must have amassed so much power in order to seize power.This person hides most of his strength, and only a very small part is revealed.Anderson feigned casualness before asking his next question. "I don't think this advanced timetable will affect the agreement between us." "Nongji is still our most favorable trading partner in this new era." These comforting words made Anderson feel relaxed, but Akarat's next words made him vigilant again, "Of course, little There are changes. After all, you have not been able to provide the resources you promised."

Anderson looked at him resentfully. "There's a timetable included in the agreement we made. Our promised troops, weapons and money are still on the way." Akarat smiled slightly, "Don't be so nervous. I believe we can still reach a compromise." "Our request is still that seed bank." Akarat shrugged, "I understand your position." "Don't forget, Carlisle also controls your water pump components, without which you can't handle the rainy season." Akarat glanced at Carlisle, "I think I can reach an agreement with Mr. Carlisle alone."

"No!" Carlisle grinned, looked at this, then at that, raised his hands and turned around, "You fight for yours, I won't get involved." "Okay." Akarat turned around and continued to arrange the battle. Anderson's pupils contracted.They still have a trick, and they can definitely control this person.That is to provide a new generation of rice seed that is fertile, immune to rust, and can be grown at least a dozen times.He considered how he could exert the greatest influence on Akarat and bring him back to the framework of the previous agreement, but the morphine and the exhaustion of the past twenty-four hours prevented him from thinking clearly.

Smoke from one fire was blown through the windows and everyone coughed until the wind changed direction.More places are on fire, and the ballistics over the city sky are getting denser.Not long after, there was a booming explosion in the distance. Carlisle frowned, "What is that?" "Maybe Krutt Company from the Army. Their commander declined our friendly offer, and he must have helped Pracha, bombarding the airship pad," Akarat said. "White Shirts certainly didn't want us to get supplies. .Plus, if we don't defend it hard, they will attack the sea wall."

"That would flood the whole city." "And the blame will fall on us." Akarat's face darkened. "During the coup on December 12, we almost failed to hold the embankment. If Pracha feels that he is facing failure... by now, he must Knowing he's lost...he's going to send White Shirt to hold the whole city hostage and force us to surrender to him." He shrugged. "It's a pity we haven't got those pumps of yours yet." "As soon as the fighting stops," Carlisle said, "I'll contact Calcutta and arrange a shipment." "That's exactly what I expected." Akarat's teeth gleamed.

Anderson fought back his scowling.The friendliness of the two made him uneasy.Carlisle and Akarat were old friends, and the previous captivity seemed to have been completely forgotten.On the other hand, Akarat seems to have discovered that the interests of Anderson and Carlisle are not exactly the same, and they can be treated differently.It also worried Anderson. Anderson looked at the city below, carefully considering his options.As long as he knows where the seed vault is, he can order a strike team into the city and occupy it while it's in chaos... There was a lot of voices below.People gathered in the streets, all watching the devastated battle, all wondering what it meant to them.Anderson looked in the same direction as the bewildered crowd.The old Expansion-era building stood dark in flames, and the surviving glass windows splintered and fell from the flames.And beyond all these buildings and flames was the black, foaming ocean.Seen from a height, there is hardly any sea wall to be seen, only a circle of gas lamps.Other than that, nothing can stop the hungry darkness.

"Are they really able to breach the levee?" he asked. Akarat shrugged. "The dike is weak. We were going to have the naval forces from the south come over and hold it with our men. But we think we can hold it by ourselves." "What if you didn't keep it?" "Whoever flooded this city will never be forgiven," Akarat said. "There is no forgiveness for this kind of thing." Anderson stared at the burning flames and the sea in the distance.Carlisle came and leaned against the rail beside him.His face gleamed in the light, with a smug smile.Only people who believe that they can never be a loser will have this kind of smile.Anderson leaned forward. "Maybe Akarat is in charge here, but in other places, it's the Nongji Company that has the final say." He stared at the trader, "Don't forget this." He was very happy to see the expression on Carlisle's face. The smile disappeared.

There was shelling all over the city.Seen from a height, the battle seems to lack the thrilling power, like two groups of ants fighting on the sand.It's as if someone kicked two nests of ants together in order to test the conflict between these tiny civilizations.The cement of the house rustled and fell.The flames twisted and glowed brightly. In the distance, a shadow descended in the black night sky.It was an airship, sinking towards the hottest part of the city.It floats above the flames, very low.Suddenly, the flames became much weaker because of the large amount of sea water pouring down from the airship.

Seeing this scene, Akarat smiled, "Ours." At this moment, a strange scene happened: the flame didn't seem to go out, but jumped into the sky instead.The airship exploded.Flames roared around it, and pieces of skin began to burn, flake off, and fly in all directions.Huge airships crashed down, smashing into pieces on the city's houses. "Jesus," Anderson said, "are you sure you don't need our reinforcements?" The expression on Akarat's face was very calm, "I really didn't expect that they still have time to launch missiles now." A huge explosion shook the entire city.Green methane flames blazed and rose in the sky.A cloud of fire rolled and expanded.An unimaginably large amount of compressed methane spewed out, forming a roaring green mushroom cloud. "I think it's the Ministry of Environment's strategic reserve," Akarat said. "It's beautiful," murmured Carlisle, "it's beautiful."