The Ming Empire should be in heaven.

The guests, who had just finished breakfast and were curiously standing on various construction sites and admiring the workers who were in full swing to build their homes, were suddenly awakened by the roar of a huge engine, and turned their heads to the sea in amazement.

"Oh my God, this is the flying ship of His Excellency the Marquis?"

William. Caesar exclaimed as he looked at the smooth mirror-like blue waves, the gray beast with its white wings outstretched.

"Mr. Kaisark, it's called a hovercraft, and in addition to the three fans you see in the back, there are two other ones that are downward, and they use the wind to lift them off the sea."

Lin Wenchang stood beside him and showed off his scientific knowledge, and this guy was also quite excited at this time, because there were a bunch of big people standing around him who could only look up like immortals in the clouds in the past, allowing him to look up at the greatest angle.

Jardine William. Caesar, Swire York. Shi Wya, Wheelock and George Wyer. Madden......

All in all, no matter which one of them, in the commercial field of the Far East, belongs to the kind of unattainable prince-level figures, and now he can be on an equal footing with these people, which makes the small bag foreman a few months ago inevitably feel excited.

"It's incredible, it's a miracle!" Schwya, who was the great-grandson of Swire founder Sr. and now the head of this huge consortium, exclaimed in disbelief as he looked at the European bison who washed straight onto the beach and then continued on the beach.

"I'm afraid there's something even more incredible to you!" Lin Wenchang said with a smile.

Well, next Yang Feng's convoy drove out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm so sorry that my guest didn't greet me at home, which is rude." Surrounded by beautiful women, Yang Feng said with a spring breeze on his face as he walked out of the huge predator car, and it was difficult to find any apologetic expression on his face.

"Your Excellency the Marquis, we are too presumptuous." Caesar said first with a smile on his face.

He has already won the agency of Xiaolan Medicine in advance, a week of personal experience, let him be very glad that Yang Feng only needs half of the sales, in his opinion four or six points are acceptable, the power of this thing is simply unstoppable, he knows very well that as long as the publicity keeps up, soon the entire country will fall, followed by a mighty green torrent, the Caesar family who made a fortune by selling ya tablets understands the ability of this thing to absorb gold better than anyone else.

The other guests also chimed in, but their eyes were fixed on the convoy behind Yang Feng, because at this moment, those beautiful soldiers had already opened the tarpaulins covering the back buckets of the military vehicles, and under them were all kinds of boxes or bags.

"I think you're all looking forward to the gift I've brought you, right?" Yang Feng said with a smile.

The capitalists laughed.

"Alright, let's get started!" Yang Feng said very happily.

"Let's get started!" Far away in Batavia, Lieutenant General Christissen, the supreme commander of the Anglo-Indian army in the East Indies, said lightly.

The officer beside him immediately picked up the wireless telephone and said, "Your Excellency Captain, our evacuation has been completed, and your army can begin." ”

A few kilometers away from him, Takohsiung Ji's four 127mm secondary guns were pointed at a corner of the city at the same time, and inside the turret, the artillerymen were filling the chambers with shells marked with skulls.

"Fire!" Wu Zurong said with a cruel smile.

And where their guns were pointed, in an area where the fighting had been fierce, the Javanese were trying to flee the street behind them like crazy, but in front of them were a large number of Anglo-Indian soldiers in gas masks and their rifles and machine guns.

The Javanese already knew that this place would be bombarded with air bombs.

But Lieutenant General Christissen is not prepared to let them leave alive, anyway, no matter how many people die, it will be counted to the head of the Ming army in the end, since he is happy to kill a few more, by now, including the battle of Surabaya, he has lost nearly half of his subordinates, even in order to avenge his soldiers, he is looking forward to seeing the scene of the piling up of dead bodies of Javanese.

The thousands of Javanese who had been here to resist the imperialists, wielding balemin knives and bamboo spears in their hands, and a small number of 38 canopies, charged forward in the narrow streets to meet the bullets of the British and Indian troops, but at this moment, accompanied by a piercing whistling, a series of explosions that were not too violent sounded among them, not much stronger than a grenade.

The charging Javanese looked at each other in amazement, apparently not understanding what the explosion meant.

By the time they got it, it was too late.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this!"

Major Woolf, the commander of the Anglo-Indian Army, who was directing the operation, exclaimed, looking at him opposite, he suddenly had a creepy feeling, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, this veteran who was also killed in the sea of corpses and blood, even shivered involuntarily in the morning sun of this tropical city.

Because the Javanese who came like a tidal wave were falling in piles without warning, and even the vast majority of them did not even scream, one by one, like patients with asthma attacks, they fell into the muddy water and clutched their throats, their whole body spasmed and convulsed, tears and sweat poured out of their bodies as if the floodgates had been released, and some of the most intense reactions even began to vomit profusely.

If one like this is terrifying, it is terrifying to pile thousands of people together like this, and those British and Indian soldiers who were originally blocking them were so frightened that they forgot to shoot, and watched the small number of Javanese who rushed to the front directly rush through their defensive lines.

However, the two sides did not fight, and even the Javanese who escaped did not continue to flee, but looked at the hellish scene on the other side with their enemies, trembling.

The cannonballs in the sky were still falling, exploding in the streets with a devilish grin, and the colorless duke was spreading unscrupulously, and in just a minute, those who fell at the beginning were already left with unconscious convulsions, and after a while, even the convulsions stopped, and at the same time, nearly 10,000 Javanese people in the entire neighborhood were falling one by one at a speed that made people tremble.

"Shalin, this is Shalin, it's terrible, the Prussians are still sensible, if those missiles that attacked London back then were not loaded with explosives but this kind of thing, I really can't imagine what kind of hell Britain would become!"

Next to Major Woolf, a staff officer from Temasek's headquarters, let out a bitter sigh.

"The Prussians are not madmen, and the Lord of the Ming Empire, I'm afraid he is really crazy." Major Woolf said.

Little did he know that at this time, this madman in his eyes was becoming the favorite of the capitalists who had great influence in the House of Nobles.

"Oh my God, Lord Marquis, this is nothing short of a miracle!"

Shi Huaiya exclaimed without hesitation when she saw a patient with an asthma attack who could return to normal after just a few sprays of vantoline.

"So would you like to have it for asthma sufferers all over the world?" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, of course I do!"

A bunch of capitalists shouted almost at the same time, and then looked at each other warily.

"Look at this again, we all like to be happy with the girls, but we usually hate a certain product of happiness, and then we have studied many things for thousands of years, but these things are usually imperfect, because it affects our happiness, but with this thing it is different, a piece, hello to her, almost 100% to eliminate the trouble! And there are different types, long-acting, short-acting, emergency contraception! Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng grabbed a small medicine bottle and shouted.

"Is it really that useful?" George. Madden shouted.

"Who uses who knows!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Also, are Coca-Cola and Pepsi hateful? These two scoundrels have stolen countless riches from young Europeans with their cheap carbonated drinks, and are still humiliating your dignity with impunity, so who is interested in beating these two scoundrels with me? The guy then shouted.

As he said this, he was holding the Red Bull in one hand and the Pocari in the other, Gatorade in his left arm, a wave in his right arm, and a bottle of pulsation under his chin.

This scene made all the capitalists stupid.

These drinks were all sampled from modern times to analyze the ingredients, and then made on the Voyager, but it was certainly not made there in the future, it was prepared for his own industrial base, and the raw materials were basically available from this time, and the rest was nothing more than preparation and canning.

Small-scale production will begin on the island of Ambuna, and then after a while the situation in West Borneo will stabilize and it will be possible to start production there on a large scale.

He didn't believe that all the main products of Coca-Cola and Pepsi in the later generations could not fight them, anyway, this kind of thing did not have his formula, at the level at this time, it was impossible for anyone to imitate it, and this was all proven by the market, and the rest was nothing more than advertising, which those British capitalists would play.

"Your Excellency, can you taste it?"

A Dutch businessman asked impatiently.

"Of course you can, but it's useless for you to taste it, according to my agreement with Lord Mountbatten, these belong to the British merchants." Yang Feng said while throwing him a bottle of Red Bull.

After the latter took it, his expression suddenly lost a lot.

"Don't be sad, Mr. Philip, your stuff is here."

Yang Feng said and tore open a large cardboard box on the Humvee next to him, and all kinds of daily chemical products in it rolled out at once, shining in the sun.

(Thanks to the book friend Lingmu baby is not well-behaved, Brother Zhi dezhi, special service 761 for the reward)

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