Report the situation in Area 1! Hey, hey! Report the situation in Area 1! In the No. 1 command center of the Yadonisian Ministry of Defense, the chief of the general staff of the Indonesian Army, Sulala, grabbed the microphone and shouted, unfortunately, there was not even the slightest sound from the microphone, and the unrelenting Sulala turned to shout to an outer area, "Report the situation in Area 2!" Area 2 reports the situation! "In the same way, the reaction in Area 2 is the same as in Area 2, and there is no reaction at all.

"What's going on?" In Soodi. An old man sitting behind Hilara, who looked like he had gray temples and a traditional Indonesian national hat on his head, and had a kind face, asked, but at this moment, the old man's eyes were slashed from time to time with sadness and coldness, but he was faintly hinting to people that this guy was definitely not a good man and a woman.

"I don't know," Sulala, who was the chief of the army's general staff, was obviously scared of the old man, and hurried back after hearing the old man's question, "There was no reaction in either area. "Here we are, Sue. Of course, Hillara doesn't think it's a communication failure, and it's understandable to say that one party has a communication failure, but if almost all areas have communication failures at the same time, then it's really called hell. (Full format e-book download)

"Then don't you hurry up and check it out for me!" The old man's voice suddenly rose an octave, and at the same time, the sound of a teacup falling on the ground sounded, expressing the old man's ordinary anger, "If this matter is not resolved well, my Suharto's fate will not be much better, and the fate of you guys will not go anywhere!" ”

This old man, who looks a little kind, turned out to be the person in charge of the current Indonesian government, who has ruled the whole of Indonesia for 32 years, and in these 32 years, more than 500,000 Chinese have been killed, and his hands are stained with the blood of Indonesian Chinese: Suharto!

"Yes!" Subbibi, who was trained like a dog, hurriedly turned around and saluted, but the trace of unwillingness and resentment flashed in his eyes, as if to express something, this kind of emotion had never appeared in Subbibi before. Sue. Habibie hurriedly instructed the commander of the Jakarta Military Region, Ramel Bitoro, who was also on his side, "General Kilbi Antoro, immediately let your people go to various areas to see what is going on!" After a pause, he added, "In addition, send more troops to garrison there, and don't ask any questions, otherwise you will be the only one who asks." (The latest and most complete e-book download)"

Tied to the same boat, Ramel Bitoro saluted helplessly but resolutely, "Yes!" ”

Sudilala and Lame. At the same time, Kirbitoro cursed in his heart, and kept cursing Suharto: Damn, if you didn't come up with such a stinky idea to divert government pressure, how could this damn situation happen?

These two guys completely forgot that this idea was first proposed by their military at that time, and when they diverted the pressure of the domestic economic crisis or political crisis several times in the past, they all used the idea of letting the local indigenous communities in Indonesia rob and massacre the Chinese. Only the same, for those troops who were "on a mission" at the front, why they lost contact with themselves, Sulala and Ramel Bitoro were equally puzzled: what the hell is going on? Why can't any of the troops on the front line be contacted?

Of course, the two people don't think that the Chinese did it, they don't believe that the Chinese have the guts, if they dare to do this, they will do this, and things will not be the current situation a long time ago. (Mobile viewing)

Take 10,000 steps back and say, dogs will jump over the wall when they are in a hurry, rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, even if this is a spontaneous resistance of the Chinese, then where did their weapons and equipment come from? Where is their training taking place? How did they know about this piece of information, which had been classified as highly classified until now? I can't make sense about this!

The series of things that have appeared at the moment are really enough for these guys who are still in the Ministry of Defense to be anxious, and they know very well that if this thing does not succeed, then there is no doubt that they will be unlucky in the end, and then their rights, wealth, and status will all be like foam in the seawater, and they will disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye!

At the same time, in the hotel where Zhang Lan and others lived, looking at the Indonesian indigenous monkeys on the screen who were desperately waving the machetes in their hands at their own people in order to escape for their lives, a group of wealthy Indonesian Chinese businessmen grew their mouths in surprise one by one, and the degree was directly comparable to the yawning hippopotamus. Unexpectedly, one by one, the reaction is not much better than their own. (Mobile phone browsing) But why didn't you dare to resist earlier? If I had done this a long time ago, I probably wouldn't have suffered it now

Threaten and intimidate, right?

Thinking so, a few guys who began to make small calculations in their hearts glanced at Alice, who was sitting there leisurely with Erlang's legs crossed and squeaky yogurt in her mouth, thinking if she could also take advantage of this opportunity to get something. (More new chapters here, /]

"Don't look at it," Alice gently put aside the empty yogurt box that had been drunk, and the sound was faintly like a vague aroma floating in the air in the room, but the meaning made these guys who had been to Alaska feel that Alice's words seemed to be the biting cold wind in the Alaskan winter, "Don't fight any little Jiujiu in your heart, you should understand that since I can save one of you, I can also kill you." If you feel that your defenses are tighter than Sudas Sostopo, who died last night, then go for it. ”

It was as if a cold winter wind from Siberia blew away the little ninety-nine in the hearts of these guys, and a few guys who were playing their own little ideas suddenly woke up: this beautiful woman in front of her who looks incomprehensible, but last night she killed the figure of Defense Minister Suda Sostopo without even blinking her eyelids! No matter how confident these guys are, they think that their security guards can be tighter than those of Suda Sostopo. (All novels are updated at high speed:\.] If you count it this way, Alice wants her own life, and it's really just a matter of one sentence. ,

A few little girls snickered to themselves: Do you even start to use your brains if you can be safe? These guys really don't know whether to live or die!

"You, you, you, and you," Alice turned gracefully and pointed to the few guys who were thinking carefully just now, "The proportion of you who are controlled by us, from now on, will increase to thirty percent." Although the voice is still as elegant and sweet as before, there is no room for negotiation.

"Yes." A few guys who stole chickens and didn't lose their hearts and had to reluctantly accept it, but they didn't dare to have any other bad thoughts in their hearts until this sister-in-law was *** powerful.

Looking at the faces of those who were crying and mourning, thinking of the ancestors who had died in their families, the other local Chinese wealthy businessmen who were watching the excitement there couldn't help but snicker secretly: They deserve it! At this time, he still hasn't seen the situation clearly, and he still wants to take a chestnut from the fire? Well, this time the chestnuts didn't take them, but burned their paws, right?

Zhang Lan, who was on the side, couldn't help but sigh secretly on the side: If the Chinese here are all thinking about how to deal with outsiders, instead of using it on infighting, with the diligence and intelligence of the Chinese, how can the Chinese in Indonesia be bullied by these local monkeys to this point?

"How?" A small hand gently rested on Zhang Lan's shoulder, and a soft voice sounded in his ears, "Are we going too far?" ”

"No," he shook his head gently, and gently grabbed Xiao Chenxi's little hand on his shoulder, "I just feel, alas, the indescribable taste." He took a long breath, "Forget it, I don't want these messy things to be a headache, these guys' personalities have been cultivated for decades, and if you want to reverse these guys' temperament, it's not a matter of a day or two, it is estimated that if you don't rely on high pressure to suppress them, they won't be able to change this line of work in this life." ”

"You can see it." The voice behind him became softer and softer.

"What's the way you can't see it? Take your time. Zhang Lan smiled bitterly and shook her head: The humility, weakness and even servile character buried deep in the bones of Chinese people all over the world are not so easy to change.

The Chinese are not bloodless, but only stimulate their blood, how difficult is that? In modern times, there is only one person who founded the country, Zhang Lan does not think that he can be comparable to the Taizu who has been opened, China has been so many thousands of years, and there has been such a wise and close figure against the sky. "I cherish the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, and slightly lose the literary talent; Tang Dynasty and Song Zu, slightly less coquettish; A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle; All the past, count the romantic characters, and look at the present! The boundless heroism and heroism are not something that everyone can have.

"Okay, let's not talk about this heavy topic, it's always the beginning of the same, isn't it?" How could Xiao Chenxi not know this kid's thoughts? Smiled lightly, "Let's continue to watch the fun." ”

The scene on the screen is becoming more and more lively at the moment, almost every commercial street, every Chinese settlement, those who are ready to take advantage of the fire and rob seem to have ushered in a blow to the head: I don't know where I came from, I don't know who will be hit. The shooting without a single sound seemed to be a thick cloud that hung over the hearts of all the Indonesian monkeys.