In the center of Manila, Philippines, in a sharp corner building with a rich Spanish style, the majestic Philippine General Victor sat in the magnificent reception room, waiting anxiously, waiting for the distinguished guests. High-speed update

On his blue face, the general's beautiful beard trembled slightly, and the jade pipe with gold in his hand no longer cherished it and was pinched around irritably.

With his sincere support for the American master, this small manor owner of Spanish descendants finally had his own team. He also quickly ruled and gathered the large and small towns of Luzon Island, Mindanao Island with his American swords and bayonets...

However, those dilapidated villages and ragged servants of all races could not squeeze out any oil and water, which made the proud General Victor ignore the control of the villages in the rain forest, and he did not have so many troops to sprinkle pepper.

Half a year ago, in order to obtain international support, mainly from the American master, General Victor, with a beautiful beard, secretly took out the 20-year military use rights of 60 kilometers around Manila Bay, and returned a large amount of US aid.

After consolidating the military rule of Luzon, General Victor, who was good at changing faces, followed the public's opinion, decisively raised his head on the "Mediterranean" and demanded that the right to use the Manila Bay military port and the three military bases be changed to ten years, and the original master could give it to him.

However, at the critical moment of negotiations with the Americans, the damn Moroes, the homeless men a hundred years ago, actually proposed the high autonomy of Mindao Island, and got a large amount of arms, and began to confront the Zhengfu army...

With the elite army in his hands, General Victor did not hesitate to put the Moro negotiators in prison. If it weren't for the sake of good looks, he would have ordered the "rebels" to be hanged in the crocodile pond, even if they had some blood ties with him.

Fortunately, the Americans were generous and did not care about their earlier suggestions. They agreed to two batches of military aid. Although they were surplus materials in World War II and did not have heavy weapons, they were enough to beat everything in this archipelago country.

Of course, Victor will be able to collude secretly with the Soviets, and it will be easy to understand at a glance. Market access is exchanged for a batch of Soviet weapons.

Just as he stood in the hall with great enthusiasm and announced the extermination of the rebellion, the Ipier army was attacked and the Philippine army suffered heavy casualties reached his hands, and the arrogant general was so angry that he had not had a good afternoon tea for several days.

Next. The news of the Moroes possessing chemical bombs, military poisoning incidents, airport pilot defections, etc., a series of bad news made General Victor smell different.

He also vaguely heard a different message and was waiting for today's verification.

Being able to survive the United States safely during the colonial period, General Victor was not a foolish soldier. This former US military corporal who was smart and good at camp escaped disasters with his keen sense of smell.

Looking at the black tea on the mahogany tea table in front of him, General Victor was very moved at this time. If he hadn't stood behind the American decisively, he wouldn't have had the chance to sit in this seat of power. Naturally, it would not be impossible to decisively abandon his master in the future for the seat under his butt. It depends on how many benefits he could get.

Just as General Victor was thinking about it, the guard officer at the door shouted loudly, "American Ambassador is here,"

After coughing softly, Victor stood up steadily, tidied up his straight general's uniform, shook the bright yellow rank on his shoulders, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Today, what he wanted to discuss with the ambassador of the Supreme Kingdom was not only the matter of incorporating the Moroes, but also the strange pirate army, which was the name proposed by the Moroes.

"Haha, welcome, my dear friend, Ambassador Afland, today's weather is very good, I hope you are in a happy mood," the cheerful General Victor, although his eyes were cold and cold, the smile on his face was very touching.

Ambassador Aifulan, wearing a light short-sleeved sleeve, held a scented vine stick in his hand, looked suspiciously at the heavy sky outside the window, and nodded politely, "Dear General, I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and there's traffic jam on the road,"

You're so shit, how many cars are in Manila, most of them are from you Americans. The one who dares to stuff you, his eyelids jumped a few times. The general reached out and let the ambassador into the living room, still a gentle gentleman.

Sitting on the soft rattan chair, the attendant brought black tea to the ambassador, thoughtfully delivered the candy jar to his hand, and then left the hall, "Mr. Ambassador, have a sip of tea first," the general put his master's momentum upright.

"Well, good tea," Ambassador Aifland, whose eyes flashed, sipped in a small sip of black tea, exclaiming, "God General, I don't know what happened to you calling me?"
Chapter completed!