Stop at the first minute. It's the hottest time of the day. People will feel cool and silent. And sweat like pulp.

Sweaty startle. The immediate consequence is dehydration and consequent dry mouth.

Now, Huang Qiuyuan felt thirsty. But there was no water to drink around, and the gourd that was originally filled with herbal tea had already been pierced by a bullet from an earthen gun that flew from nowhere, and the herbal tea inside had already leaked. There are only a few leaves left that dry on the mouth of the gourd.

Huang Qiuyuan was somewhat glad that it wasn't for this gourd that changed the direction of the bullet's advance. I am afraid that he has been wounded, and maybe he will be killed somewhere like the rubber tappers, so although he is very thirsty now, he does not complain anything, he just sits quietly in the room, his eyes closed, and endures his thirst, and at the same time listens to the gunshots that rang out from time to time around him.

This is a rubber plantation owned by Huang Qiuyuan, and the previous owner was a Dutch businessman, a year ago. Fearing for his own safety, the Dutch merchant sold the rubber plantation to a local king, who in turn sold the rubber plantation to a Chinese plantation owner, but not long after. The Chinese plantation owner was intercepted and killed on the way to Palembang City, and all the raw rubber he was carrying was also robbed, so the rubber plantation that was too far away from Palembang City was abandoned, and no one dared to take it over, until Huang Qiuyuan arrived, and bought this rubber plantation more than 20 kilometers southwest of Palembang at a low price, which became the Huang family's industry, which was usually taken care of by a servant of Huang Qiuyuan, and Huang Qiuyuan himself often went around the rubber plantation to supervise the work.

After the destruction of the new Fuzhou Chinese medicine shop in Singapore Harbour, Huang had to transfer the Huang family's property to Sumatra, partly because the British canceled his commercial concession, and partly because he was ready to create a new situation in Sumatra. So. The management of this rubber plantation is quite serious, and almost all the efforts are put into it.

Although he knew that the attitude of the local natives towards the Chinese was very unfriendly, Huang Qiuyuan still thought that if he treated them sincerely. The natives are not necessarily ignorant people. So. His rubber plantation also employs a lot of natives, and the ratio of Chinese rubber tappers to local rubber tappers is about one-to-one. As long as the local people are willing to work and work hard, Huang Qiuyuan will treat everyone equally, and he is here. There is no distinction between China and land, there is no difference between Yixia and Xia, only a purely commercial employment relationship.

However, just in case, Huang Qiuyuan also hired a guard, in fact, twenty Chinese rubber tappers, Huang Qiuyuan added their wages, and equipped each of them with a shotgun, telling them to protect the garden with guns in the rubber plantation when they were fine, to prevent the nearby local residents from coming to make trouble. At the same time, they also monitored the native workers in the rubber plantations.

It turns out. Huang Qiuyuan's caution was very wise, if he hadn't hired these twenty guards at the beginning, then maybe he would have been in the rubber plantation just now.

The attack on the rubber plantation began after dawn, and no one knew what was going on, but the natives living near the rubber plantation gathered hundreds of people, armed with machetes and spears. Singing war songs, he attacked the rubber plantation, and without any warning in advance, he killed Huang Qiuyuan and was caught off guard. More than a dozen Chinese rubber tappers were brutally killed and dismembered, if it weren't for the remaining 20 or so Chinese rubber tappers desperately protecting Huang Qiuyuan's evacuation to this wooden house. I'm afraid that Boss Huang's head has also become a trophy of the natives.

Although he escaped with his life for the time being, he couldn't rush out. Huang Qiuyuan is now surrounded by hundreds of natives in this wooden house, all supported by the remaining two dozen or so guards, but now there are not many bullets, once the natives are close, this wooden house is likely to be burned down by the natives, just like the warehouse where Huang Qiuyuan stored raw rubber and the shed where those rubber tappers stayed.

Now, Huang Qiuyuan is sitting in the cabin, his eyes closed. Listening to the gunshots that rang out from time to time around me, and the shouts of the natives coming from outside the house, I was really frightened.

"I've treated the natives well, why do they want to kill us all? Is it just because I'm Chinese? Or is it because I'm rich? ”

Huang Qiuyuan quickly recalled the pamphlets scattered by the Chinese Autonomous Bureau, and warned the Chinese to keep the necessary distance from the natives. Even if you don't hate them, don't be too close to them. At that time, Huang Qiuyuan scoffed at this, but now, Huang Qiuyuan really experienced the taste of being betrayed.

In fact, Huang Qiuyuan can't be blamed for being too kind, only his dogmatism can be blamed. Past. He was doing business in Malaya, which was under British occupation, where order was far better than on the Sumatra-side side. Although there was not much harmony between the local natives and the Chinese, the colonial institutions there were well established after all. Moreover, the Chinese also have a certain status in the colonial institutions, so the conflict between the two sides will not unfold to the point of life and death, but Huang Qiuyuan is now in Sumatra, which is a Dutch colony, and the Dutch colony has always been known for its disorder, and the Dutch also deliberately connived at the conflict between the natives and the Chinese, which is the consistent ruling strategy of the Dutch colonial authorities, sometimes. The Dutch colonial authorities even went into battle to slaughter the Chinese in order to prevent the Chinese from becoming uncontrollable.

"If you get out alive. and no more natives. People are good and are deceived by others. Or Shan'er is reasonable, if it is not my race, its heart will be different. ”

Huang Qiuyuan seriously reviewed his views on hitting people, and remembered what his son Huang Chengshan had said to him at the beginning, but Huang Qiuyuan didn't think so at that time, so he didn't listen to it. But then again, if Huang Chengshan is willing to inherit the Huang family's industry, then Huang Qiuyuan may not have to run around so much now, but Huang Chengshan has always preferred to participate in political activities, so in the end, the role of the Huang family's top pillar has to be played by Huang Qiuyuan.

Thinking of this, Huang Qiuyuan opened his eyes and took out a delicate small pistol from the purse he carried, which was a birthday gift from his son Huang Chengshan half a year ago. ”

Huang Qiuyuan sighed, and when he was fiddling with the pistol, he suddenly heard a scream and turned his head to look. One of the guards was lying on his back, with an arrow stuck in the door of his face, right in the center of his eyebrows, and he saw that he was only breathing out and not taking in.

Huang Qiuyuan rushed over and tried his breath for the guard, then raised his head and looked at the nervous guards.

"What are you doing? Waiting for the natives to rush over and set fire to the house? Beat! Hit hard! ”

The person who had not spoken had already walked to the window, raised his right hand, raised his pistol, and "snapped" two shots, and he didn't know if he hit the target, but the evil anger in his heart was somewhat out of his heart.

Seeing that the old shopkeeper was so brave, the guards also mustered up their courage, raised their shotguns, and shot through the windows and walls to the outside of the house. Stop any natives who dare to approach. Stopped by their bullet rain. The natives never dared to get closer, so they could only hide in the distance and cast cold guns, as if they wanted to wait until it was dark before attacking.

Huang Qiuyuan didn't want to sit still, he organized guards to break through several times, but they were all blocked by the natives' bows and arrows and earthen guns, and he could only be trapped in the wooden house, and it seemed that he couldn't count on reinforcements, because they could hear the sound of gunfire and cannons from afar, and it was obvious that it was not only this rubber plantation that was fighting. It seemed that there was fighting everywhere in the vicinity, and recalling the explosions they heard in the early hours of the morning, they seemed to be able to guess the approximate time of the clash.

Minute by minute. Trapped in the wooden house, Huang Qiuyuan had no choice but to warn the guards to save bullets, and never shoot unless the natives rushed over.

After everyone's discussion, Huang Qiuyuan finally decided to wait for it to get dark and wait for it to get dark before breaking through. Use the cover of night to rush out of the rubber plantation, after all, this is his industry, Huang Qiuyuan is very familiar with every grass and tree here, this is also the biggest difference between Chinese businessmen and Dutch businessmen, all Chinese are crazy to love the land under their feet, eager to measure every inch of land with their own feet. It is precisely this kind of seriousness and hard work. It made the Chinese power in Nanyang so strong, but at the same time, it also aroused the hatred of the enemy.

Corpses, hours of waiting is long. But the sun is finally setting towards the horizon. The sky slowly darkened, and after a while, it was half frightened. Hour. It was completely dark, and at that time, Huang Qiuyuan could command the guards to break through at night.

But at this moment, the natives attacked, obviously, they also realized the meaning of the night to both the enemy and the enemy, they did not want to let these Chinese go, their purpose was very clear, that is, to eliminate all "outsiders", although strictly speaking, they are also "outsiders"

"Smack! Syllable! ”

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The guards were desperately shooting with shotguns. Until the last bullet is gone, and that's when it's gone. It wasn't dark yet.

Now, everyone in the wooden house is looking at Huang Qiuyuan. And Huang Qiuyuan was staring at his pistol. Now, only this gun has a few bullets left, but what can it do? Even if it is used for self-destruction, there is no guarantee of one bullet per person.

Just when these Chinese people listened in fear to the natives shouting from outside the house, suddenly. Outside, the sound of machine-gun fire rang out, and then the screams of the natives could be heard. Some of the bullets even pierced the wooden house. Leave holes in the wooden wall one by one.

"Get down! Get down! ”

One of the guards shouted and pounced on Huang Qiuyuan. Shove him to the floor.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst! ”

The sound of bullets piercing through the wooden wall was almost audible, but everyone in the wooden house felt a sense of relief. They think. This may be direct evidence that reinforcements are coming.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the machine guns stopped firing. The door to the hut was kicked open. A man rushed into the house, shouting in Hokkien.

"Daddy! Dad! ”

"Shan'er, Shan'er!"

When Huang Qiuyuan heard this voice, it was his son Huang Chengshan. So he hurriedly stood up, stumbled up a few steps, and hugged his son together, and he couldn't suppress his feelings, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Daddy, it's okay, the natives have been scattered. Daddy, I'll help you out and get into the carriage. Let's go home now. ”

Huang Chengshan helped Huang Qiuyuan and walked out of the wooden house, and the guards also followed out, at this time it was not dark, and as far as the eye could see, there were more than 100 corpses scattered around the wooden house, in addition, there were dozens of local people kneeling on the side, with their arms tied behind their backs. Apparently a captive. Around them, there stood more than 100 heavily armed militia members, all wearing armbands on their left arms.

"Daddy. You sit tight. They are my friends. The one who is still a member of the Alliance, and they can escort you back.

Daddy, when you get home, don't go anywhere yet. Just stay at home these days. ”

Huang Chengshan helped Huang Qiuyuan onto a two-wheeled carriage, "Ding said a few words, and then the carriage turned forward.

Huang Qiuyuan was shocked, and it wasn't until after the carriage started that he came back to his senses and heard another gunfire behind him. Looking back, he saw Huang Chengshan and several regiments shooting those natives to death one by one with pistols. They all wore a rather striking armband on their left arm, just too far away. But I couldn't see what kind of armband it was.

"This" is still mine, Shan'er? He changed, he didn't even know me. ”

Huang Qiuyuan wanted to shout. But now he couldn't say anything. I had to turn my head around. Look at the dirt on the ground, the land used to be so familiar. But now, it seems to be strange again. This strangeness made Huang Qiuya feel panicked. So I had to close my eyes. But I couldn't get rid of the gunshots in my ears.

The sound of the gunfire was close to the ears but far away from the sky, and it was clear that the fighting was going on everywhere, and for this chaos, some people could adapt immediately, but others could not. They can only pray that this chaos will end soon.