August 9, 318 year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Ambuna Island.

"Nani?"

On a high ground near the coast, Fujino, a high-ranking soldier of the Japanese army from Saitama Prefecture, stared at the blue sea in the distance with wide eyes like a ghost, let out an unbelievable exclamation, subconsciously made a motion of rubbing his eyes, and then hurriedly shook the siren in front of him.

As the terrible sirens sounded on this idyllic island, all the Japanese soldiers stationed in the Ambuna Islands, led by the commander Captain Yamamoto, poured out of the barracks with weapons.

Well, there's just this one squad of troops here.

And that's all there is to the entire Ambuna archipelago, which is just over 2,000 square kilometers in total, sandwiched between Borneo, the Malay Peninsula and the Indochina Peninsula, and has no military value for the Japanese army with strong military forces in Pontianak, Temasek, and Saigon, and is nothing more than a symbolic occupation.

Captain Yamamoto subconsciously raised his head while running, and looked at the cloudless sky blankly, it was obvious that there was no plane flying overhead, and he was so scared that he didn't finish shit, and immediately yelled angrily at Fujino: "Bastard, you..."

The roar stopped abruptly as his gaze swept across the sea, and then he changed to the same expression as Fujino.

On the mirror-like smooth blue sea, a small warship with a strange style was racing towards the shore at an unbelievable speed, and its huge flat body with black and gray did not seem to be sailing, but seemed to be flying against the sea. Behind the ship island erected in the middle, there are three huge fans spinning at high speed, and the waves on both sides are like white wings tens of meters high, which looks extremely fierce.

There was a small turret on each side of the bow of the ship, and two beams of small-caliber guns were pressing down the muzzle and pointing to the shore.

"Quick, get ready for battle!"

Although he didn't know what the hell it was, Captain Yamamoto instinctively realized the danger, and he yelled at his subordinates hoarsely, and the soldiers, who were just as dumbfounded as him, raised their hands one after another.

At this moment, long flames erupted from the two turrets, and with a dense whistling sound, the entire beach was completely flooded with the flames of the explosion, and all fifty-three Japanese officers and soldiers, including Captain Yamamoto, disappeared almost instantly, and when the explosion stopped, only a piece of blood and rotten flesh remained in their place, and a complete human form could no longer be found.

The horrific scene frightened Fujino so much that he peed his pants at that time.

He stood in the outpost trembling with his siren in his hand, watching the strange warship crash into the sands of the sea.

Then, with a deflating sound, the black part of the battleship instantly deflated, and at the same time, the gangplank-shaped hatch in front of it opened, and a large number of soldiers wearing a strange speckled camouflage rushed out, grabbed the beach with rifles with magazines, and quickly stood in two neat rows facing outward.

Then out of it came a yellow man in a black Prussian SS fur coat, carrying a silver scepter in his hand, sunglasses on his face, and a German military hat on his head, but the cockade was quite strange, looking like a skull, and beside him there were three tall girls in camouflage vests, shorts and riding boots, with long legs and dazzling eyes, and each of these girls was holding a strange brown thing in his arms.

It seemed to be a gun, but it didn't look like a gun, the front end did look like a muzzle, but the back part was very thick, especially when it was supposed to be the butt part, it was too big, it looked like a face lute, and there was something like a scope on the top.

The man stood on the beach with his scepter in his hand, turning his head to look at Fujino with disdain.

Fujino subconsciously lifted the three-eight big cover.

A girl's hand shook slightly, and then the gunshot suddenly rang out, and Fujino, who was pulling the trigger, didn't grab the rifle in his hand, and was knocked out of his hand and knocked away.

He trembled as he looked at the countless muzzles of the guns pointed at him on the other side, and raised his hands in amusement, and two camouflage soldiers quickly stepped forward and brought him to the man's knees.

"Do you speak Mandarin?"

The latter said impatiently as he took off his sunglasses.

Fujino shook his head blankly, not knowing whether he didn't understand his words or whether he didn't know how to speak Huaguo.

The latter did not hesitate to pull out the pistol and pull the sleeve and push it against his head.

"Yes, yes, I will!" Fujino hurriedly shouted.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

"I'm most annoyed by other people's dishonesty." The man looked at Fujino, who had half of his head squirting out, and sneered and put away the Browning M1911.

"The general is the army of the motherland to recover here?"

At this time, a fisherman next to him came over and asked cautiously in Hokkien, seeing that the man looked incomprehensible, he hurriedly changed to a strange Chinese and repeated it.

"The army of the Fatherland? The one you won't see in your life, tell him who I am! The man put on his sunglasses and said with a pretending to be arrogant.

A girl next to her said expressionlessly: "This is His Excellency Yang Feng, President of the Imperial Revival Party of the Ming Empire, Chairman of the Military Committee of the Imperial Revival Party, Supreme Head of the Empire, Generalissimo of the Navy, Land and Air Force, Speaker of the Imperial Assembly, and Chief Chief Fa Officer of the Supreme Court." ”

"Huh?!" The fisherman was at a loss, presumably with his level of knowledge, he could not understand any of these names.

"You know this land, now I have the final say, hurry up and lead the way, go and gather all the local residents, and tell them to separate the Chinese and other messes." Yang Feng impatiently took out a two-ounce gold bar and threw it to him.

The fisherman's eyes lit up at once, and without hesitation, he knelt down and kowtowed, then got up and ran towards the distant village.

In fact, there was no need for him to summon them, and the inhabitants of this vicinity had already put down their work and gathered around, and there were few people in the entire Ambuna Islands at this time, and by the eighties there were only 15,000 people, and at this time there were only a few thousand, and they were scattered in an area of more than 1,000 square kilometers. Although the vicinity of the Yangfeng landing ground is the main residential area, there are only two or three thousand residents, all of whom have been assembled in less than half an hour, and most of them are Chinese, only one hundred or ten Malays.

Then these residents quickly publicized an old man, and when he walked up to Yang Feng, he was about to kneel when he was supported by a young girl.

"What is this place called? Forget it, no matter what it was called before, from today onwards it will be called Ying Tianfu, who is the patriarch here? Yang Feng asked, carrying his scepter.

"Decay is." The old man hurriedly said.

"What's your last name?"

"Old and old Zeng Cheng."

"Okay, you will temporarily act as Fu Yin, and immediately organize people to help the people in the car put those things to the top." After Yang Feng finished speaking, he pointed to the strange warship, two trucks were driving out of the cabin, and the trucks were pulling some instruments and metal materials.

Lao Zengtou nodded hurriedly.

Of course, he knew very well that he had to listen to what this man said now, no matter who he was, the heavily armed soldiers behind him and the cannons on that strange ship were real.

Only then did the old man notice that this guy's subordinates were all female soldiers, whether it was the thighs exposed around him, or those with full military uniforms and hats, and even in the truck that was driving over, there was not a single man, and all of them were tall and beautiful young women, with a total of no less than two hundred.

Just when the old Zeng Tou'er was dizzy by those pretty faces, Yang Feng continued: "You will send another person to notify the other settlements on the island, and let them choose a representative to come over, since this is now Yingtianfu, then you must divide the county below, and how to divide it is up to you to discuss and solve it."

The whole island can be divided into three counties, and each county must have a county magistrate, as for the county magistrate's subordinates, according to the number of people, there are two magistrates for every 1,000 people, and the county magistrate himself appoints them.

In addition to one magistrate from each county, one representative must be appointed here to form a council, and then a constitution will be studied and shown to me, and before that I will be directly responsible for the administration of justice here, and if there is any traitor who needs to be dealt with, just tell me directly. ”

"General, ah, no, your Excellency, can you tell the old man what you want to do?"

Zeng Cheng gritted his teeth, ruthlessly, and asked tremblingly.

He felt like a madman now, and he was very crazy.

"The founding of the country, the banner of my Ming Empire has been played, isn't it clear enough? As far as I know, many of you seem to be descendants of Zheng He's subordinate shipwrights, and the name of Anbuna Island was given by the Ming Emperor. ”

"No, no, of course the old man is willing, and the old man is also the Zeng family, but general, we only have a few thousand people, what if the Japanese people come over?"

"Wa people? They won't fight, in five days they will surrender, this world war is about to end, you don't have to ask me how I know, you just need to know that the Japanese will definitely not be able to fight. ”

"So, what about the Dutch coming back?"

"Dutch? The Dutch will indeed return, but it is not us that they need to deal with, Java, Sumatra, these places are already ready to be established, and in a week Sukarno will officially declare the Republic of Java, and then the Dutch will have to deal with them first. There is no result between them for three or five years, in short, you put your heart in your stomach and follow me, you are all the founding heroes in the end, okay, don't ask so many questions, hurry up and do a good job of the work I gave you, and this is your salary! ”

Yang Feng said and directly took out a heavy canvas money bag and threw it to him.

Thirty years later, at the age of ninety, Count Zeng Cheng, lying on the hospital bed and refusing to take his last breath, was still describing the contents of that money bag to his children and grandchildren.

"Gold, all bright gold, several pounds of weight, smashed my legs so weak that I knelt down at that time."