Yes, he just wants to protect overseas Chinese.

He just wants to blend into the camp of the imperialists and slaughter the Javanese who are fighting for freedom, even if they are squeezed hard.

"Every Chinese is my brother and sister, and every Chinese life is precious to me, and every Chinese is worthy of my life to protect.

Even if they are unwilling to join the Ming Empire.

But this is their freedom, they have the right to choose their own country, I respect their right to choose freely, but nationality can be different, the blood in our veins is the same, we are all descendants of the dragon, we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, we all have a common name.

Chinese.

Therefore, I, Yang Feng, the head of the Ming Empire, hereby warn the forces of all parties on the island of Java that the war between you has nothing to do with me, but if your war hurts the interests of the Chinese, then this war has something to do with me, no matter who it is, as long as it hurts a Chinese, then he is me, the enemy of the Ming Empire, and the warriors of the Ming Empire will use cannons to make him understand.

If you're wrong, you'll have to pay the price! ”

"Hmph, narrow-minded nationalists, rotten feudal remnants!"

In a simple thatched hut on the outskirts of Surabaya, a middle-aged man turned off the radio and said disdainfully.

"Mr. Malaka, we don't need to heed this kind of clown, our warning does not seem to have brought the imperialists to their senses, the Britons still refuse to withdraw from Surabaya, and are still contacting the Hada and other speculators to negotiate a ceasefire between the two sides, it is clear that they are playing a delaying tactic, trying to delay the arrival of Dutch reinforcements from Europe, and then help them land and invade our republic." He said to a young man across from him.

"Then give them a harsher warning." Maraka said with a sneer.

"You mean?"

"Tomorrow the commander of the 39th Brigade of the British and Indian Army will go to our general headquarters, presumably to contact the ceasefire, and it is time for him to see the anger of the real murderer!"

"Got it!" The young man saluted with a resolute expression.

"Understood, sir!"

At the same time, a similar young man on Ambuna Island was also saluting Yang Feng and said.

His name is Han Xu, a captain of the Ming Imperial Defense Army, his father died in the Japanese Army Prison, after his mother died of illness, he took a younger brother and a younger sister to spend the day in Surabaya, and after coming to Ambuna Island as a laborer, he immediately joined the National Defense Army, and now his sister works as a nurse in the hospital on the island, and his younger brother reads for free in the school on the island.

Behind him, there were 200 heavily armed soldiers, Type 88 Kevlar helmets, Type 3 field spot camouflage, Type 3 bulletproof vests, Type 91 cartridge belts, and half-length military boots, looking like Japanese soldiers coming from half a century later. In addition, Toyowa Kogyo Type 64 automatic rifle, Minebea Bearing Sig P220 pistol, M9 submachine gun, Sumitomo Heavy Industries Type 62 general-purpose machine gun, Toyowa Kogyo L16 Type 81 mm mortar, 40 grenade launcher.

Even Yang Feng felt that he was too capable of doing it.

"It's good to understand, although you are the defense force of the Ming Empire, what you need to defend is not only the Ming Empire, all the Chinese are your brothers and sisters, and all the Chinese are the targets of your protection. A big war is about to start in Surabaya, and your mission is to protect Chinatown there, and it has nothing to do with you how the Britons and Javanese fight, but whoever dares to enter Chinatown, you can open fire without hesitation. It would be a reliction of duty for a rebel to break into Chinatown, and if necessary, you can send a direct telegram to the warships at sea, asking for their artillery support or direct reinforcements from ground troops.

Don't be afraid, the sun and moon emblem on your heads, the golden dragon on your chest, is your strongest backing, remember your name, you are the descendants of the dragon, sing it to me again! ”

Yang Feng shouted loudly with his scepter.

"There is a river in the far east

Its name is the Yangtze River

There is a river in the far east

Its name is the Yellow River

……”

Well, the song is still very popular among the young people of the island.

"Let's go!" In the middle of the song, Yang Feng waved his hand and shouted with satisfaction.

“……

There was a dragon in the ancient East

Its name is China

There was a group of people in the ancient East

They are all descendants of the dragon

……”

Singing loud songs, two hundred soldiers of the Ming Empire lined up in a neat line into the European bison on the shore, on both sides of them, the relatives who came to see off kept waving the dragon hugging the sun and moon flag in their hands, but they did not see too sad expressions on their faces, but the relatives of many soldiers were still encouraging them to fight bravely.

Because these soldiers are the same as Han Xu, their original home is in Surabaya, although they have now moved to Ambuna Island, there are still a large number of relatives and friends still in Surabaya, since they are to protect them, of course they have enough fighting enthusiasm, which is why Yang Feng recruited a large number of troops from all over Southeast Asia.

Two hundred soldiers quickly completed the boarding, and the European bison roared and rushed to the sea, of course, it could not sail directly to Surabaya, which was more than a thousand kilometers away, and Takohsiung Ji was already waiting on the surface of the sea not far away, and she would act as a tugboat next. If you go at full speed, even if there is a European bison dragging, it will be enough to arrive within twenty-four hours, and now set sail at midnight basically Surabaya will enter the European bison combat radius, and then take advantage of the night high speed to land on the periphery beach, these soldiers have grown up there, and the rest of how to enter Chinatown does not need Yang Feng to worry about.

After these two hundred people arrived in Chinatown, they were nailed to death at various intersections, and in the ensuing Surabaya melee, no matter who wanted to enter Chinatown, they had to ask if they had the guns in their hands to agree, and if they dared to attack, then the matter would be simpler, anyway, they all brought a radio station, and reported the coordinates of Kaohsiung Ji's 203 mm main gun to directly bombard it.

He was not worried that the British and Indian troops would attack Chinatown, and in the original historical Battle of Surabaya, although the Chinese brain-dead organized a volunteer army to help the Javanese and also organized an ambulance team to help the wounded, but even so, the British and Indian troops did not do anything to the Chinese. After all, they have always fought side by side with the Chinese, and they still have a little good feeling, and Chinatown is only affected by a little stray bullet, which is inevitable in the same city, but when the Javanese army was defeated, a large number of rebels took the opportunity to loot the Chinese who helped them.

Yang Feng is now going to use this as an excuse to intervene in this war, as long as the Javanese rebels try to attack Chinatown, and then engage his advance team, then he will directly bombard Surabaya, transfer more ground troops to land and participate in the battle, Kaohsiung Jishang will take a reinforced battalion of infantry, and after the European bison completes the delivery task, he will directly find a sea area nearby and return to the spaceship, and then release it when he needs to increase his troops.

In this way, he could not only train his own troops with the Javanese, but also force them to restrain their behavior towards the Chinese, and at the same time establish friendship with the Britons and Dutch, and also establish the image of protectors among the Chinese, which can be said to kill several birds with one stone.

Anyway, he was hiding on the island of Ambuna, and the Javanese had no navy or air force, so they had only passive defense in front of him, and they could see if they could buy a large number of much-needed arms from the Britons, such as Lancaster or Lincoln bombers, by fighting together against the Javanese.

This problem has always been more worrying to him recently, because he can't find a suitable bomber on the earth over there, he can't drag a bunch of B52 or Tu-95 over, the only suitable one is the old H-5, this is not difficult to find, there are a lot of small suns, but this kind of light front-line bomber combat radius is so short that it makes people cry, and it is impossible for him to bomb Java Island by taking off from Ambuna Island anyway.

The best option in this way is to buy a propeller bomber from here.

As for fighter jets, it's best to see if you can buy a Mustang, and it's okay if you can't buy a Mustang to train pilots in a few storms, anyway, the Javanese don't have fighters and no anti-aircraft guns worth caring about, and bombers don't need any escorts and the like.

As long as he has enough bombers, he can hover over the heads of the Javanese people fighting for their freedom like a little devil flapping his wings, and if he has an excuse to throw a bunch of bombs, even if there is a truce between them and the Dutch, he can continue to play. In short, even if a Chinese is robbed at that time, as long as the Javanese government does not kill a few of its own people to apologize, then just throw a thirty or fifty tons of bombs, the country can be said to never be at peace, and as long as the Javanese people are broken legs, then they will never expect to be able to dominate the East Indies.

Then those islands that were originally forced together by them by virtue of their population advantage will create a bunch of countries, for example, Borneo can have one, Aceh on Sumatra must be one, Maluku Islands, Sulawesi can do it!

As long as there is no unified Republic of Java, then he can swim in the vast ocean of the East Indies like a happy little shark, and when the time comes, it will be nothing more than pulling this and beating that, turning the clouds and rain, sowing discord, and going into battle shirtless when necessary, in short, it is very fun.

"My lord, Pontianak just sent a telegram."

Just as this guy was looking at the distant Kaohsiung Ji and the European bison, thinking about his evil plot, an officer of the Wehrmacht General Staff ran over and handed him a telegram and said.

This was sent by his intelligence agents in Pontianak, and before that, he had selected hundreds of elites from the Baath Party and scattered them as businessmen to major cities in Southeast Asia.

Yang Feng took the telegram and smiled with satisfaction as soon as he glanced at it.

"I can't see that these guys are still quite efficient!"

(Thanks to the book friend Yi Ge Yi Bo Yuntian, ktyy, mynzheng for the tip.) ）