Several high-ranking agents and secretaries in suits and ties sat around him, all looking at the staff officer standing in front of him with scrutinizing eyes.
"Prime Minister, it's absolutely true!"
The staff officer replied solemnly, "According to reliable information from the outposts, at least 30,000 NLD troops from North Vietnam have landed at the port of Bangkok. Now, the NLD troops have successively captured Samut Sakhon, Kerat Thom, Nakhon Pathom, Nonthaburi, Saribagan, Ban Taro, Lakhdabang and other places."
"Moreover, they have captured many civilians along the way, forcing our military police to surrender. It won't be long before they reach Bangkok!"
"It's over!"
"It's over!!"
Before Luang Boun Songkhram could speak, Defense Minister Myitkyina Adhud couldn't help but exclaim, "What are we going to do, Prime Minister! Can we withstand the Viet Cong?"
"Shut up!"
Myoung Adulyadej's voice was so loud that Luang Por Weng Somkhan felt a sharp pain in his eardrums and slapped the guy across the face, knocking him back into his seat.
Luang Bowen Songkhram glared at him angrily: "Idiot! You big idiot!! What kind of Minister of Defense are you? The Viet Cong have attacked, and you don't even know how to deal with it!"
Mipon Adud covered his burning cheek, feeling incredibly wronged, but he only dared to mutter a few words under his breath and dared not speak again.
The other agents and secretaries also showed signs of unease.
Although their duty was only to assist the Prime Minister in handling government affairs, how could they not worry about themselves when the Vietnamese were right in front of them?
"prime minister……"
Mya Phong Adud mustered his courage and came up with a plan to deal with the Viet Cong: "We need reinforcements! Now we have no choice but to order General Basong back to Bangkok!"
Hearing this, Luang Bowen Songkhana's anger intensified.
"Clap clap clap—!"
After slapping him several times, Luang Bowen Songkhram pointed at Myit Phong Adud and cursed, "Bastard! The Viet Cong have already come to our doorstep! Even if Ba Song is a god, he can't save us!"
Myapo Adud lowered his head and remained silent, but in his heart he hated Luang Pho Weng Songkhram.
I call myself an idiot every day!
Aren't you an idiot too?!
You're dumber than everyone else!
If you hadn't started the war with the National League for Democracy in North Vietnam, would the Vietnamese have come to your door to attack?
It's an act of utter savagery that caused so many soldiers and civilians to be killed!
Looking at the silent crowd, Luang Bowen Songkhan felt extremely frustrated. He had no better options at the moment and could only run away.
"Walk!"
"Get out of Bangkok immediately!"
Luang Bowen Songkhram stood up and walked out, completely ignoring Mipham Adulyadej.
This infuriated Mipham Adulyadej, who thought: How ruthless! Luang Pho Boon Songkhram!
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