In the window of a three-storey building facing an overseas Chinese shop in Pontianak, He Hui, a soldier of the Ming Army, held a machine gun grip in his hand, and fired wildly towards the street with a blank face, and the Javanese who were caught off guard were falling in a storm of bullets, which reminded him of the time when he was in Surabaya, and he also shot every Javanese in front of him with such impunity.

He killed at least a hundred Javanese that time, and this time I don't know how many.

"This machine gun is much better!"

He suddenly said to the secondary shooter beside him.

Because the Type 62 general-purpose machine gun performed very poorly in the Battle of Surabaya, and the main reason for half of the casualties of the overseas Chinese team was the failure of the machine gun, so Yang Yuanfu simply threw all this thing into the warehouse after the war, and then replaced it with the original vehicle-mounted Type 74, although the weight has skyrocketed to the level of Makqin, and it has nothing to do with the general-purpose machine gun, but the reliability has also skyrocketed.

Anyway, the Ming army is an automatic rifle, and it doesn't matter if you want a light machine gun or not.

After the next step is to finish all the bullets in his hand, Yang is ready to change the clothes of his army, no longer play the Self-Defense Forces, change to the West German Army, G3 plus MG3, and in the future, it will be directly used as standard equipment, and after the Prussian engineers who Manstein helped to contact arrive, he will establish a production line for mass production.

Although the two sets of equipment are NATO systems, the bullets of the Self-Defense Forces are reduced charges, and the standard version of NATO bullets from West Germany cannot be used except for the 74 type, so the main task of the Ming Army during this period is to give Yang Yuan the 20 million rounds of ammunition in the warehouse as soon as possible.

The sub-shooter didn't have time to answer He Hui, because he was using the M9 submachine gun in his hand to strafe in the same direction, as the sub-shooter, his job was very simple, just to help carry the gun and carry the ammunition box, and the 74 type of the metal bullet chain did not need to be served by someone.

In the window to the right of this heavy machine gun, there is an identical mechanical monster.

That was the favorite of the soldiers of the Ming Army, the Type 96 40 automatic grenade launcher.

More than 200 Javanese security guards are struggling to wait for their inevitable end, with the support of a 50-round cartridge box and a speed comparable to that of an automatic rifle, frantically pouring artillery fire into the Javanese people.

On four other streets in the city, four remaining teams of Javanese security guards are struggling in the same fire.

This is the plan formulated by the Prussian staff officer, a Malay guerrilla force is responsible for luring the enemy, the Ming army is divided into five heavy fire groups responsible for ambushing and reinforcing the Javanese people on the way, with the assistance of those rich Chinese businessmen, plus there are some locals in the Ming army, trying to find a key node, and then use heavy machine guns and automatic grenade launchers to hang the security team with only rifles and light machine guns It is too simple, as long as the main force of the security team is killed and injured to the maximum extent, the rest of the work will be done by Mahathir's people.

In the open streets, those unlucky Javanese people wailed in despair under this ferocious firepower, and reacted quickly to find shelter, but unfortunately the doors of the Chinese shops on both sides were all closed, and even the windows were boarded with wooden boards.

"These bastards!"

A Javanese officer slammed the sturdy wooden door beside him in grief and indignation, but unfortunately in Borneo, where there is no shortage of wood, the door is usually made with a very conscientious conscience, and the famous Borneo ironwood has always been known for its sturdiness.

The officer, who had hit his bones so badly, angrily raised his pistol, and before he could pull the trigger, a 40 grenade hit the sole of his foot, and in the flames of the explosion, his two legs were directly gone, and the whole person flew up like a dead dog, and once again hit the wooden door that decided his fate.

He finally crashed away.

At this time, countless Malays wielding balemon knives and bamboo spears had swept in like a flood, and the remnants of the Javanese had just raised their guns and fired less than two shots, and then they were overwhelmed by the crowd and chopped into pulp in the cold light of the balem knives, and a Malay man who had seen blood let out a howl of excitement, and then crashed headlong into a nearby house, followed by a woman's scream from inside.

On the wall of this house, I don't know who painted a bowl with red paint.

The whole of Pontianak was full of such torrents, and even some Malays who did not join the guerrillas joined the killing feast as if they were participating in a carnival, taking everything they had at home that could be used as weapons, and they were more familiar with the environment and better aware of what was worth starting. Some Malays even rushed into their neighbours' houses and dragged the man out into the street, picked up a machete and chopped off the head of a long-time acquaintance, and then turned around and pounced on the woman who had also coveted it countless times.

Just like the Javanese people dealt with the Chinese many years later in history.

And this time, all the Chinese closed their doors, they were spectators.

Looking at the Malays on the street who were like bloodthirsty wild dogs, using all kinds of means to kill Javanese, Han Xu sneered and said to the communication soldier beside him: "Send a report to the headquarters, there is a large-scale riot in Pontianak, in order to protect the interests of overseas Chinese, the Chinese Federation of West Borneo asks the Ming Empire to send troops to protect overseas Chinese!" ”

When this telegram reached Yang Feng's hand, the Führer was lying on the sofa, crowded with young girls beside him, a small face painted white and trembling against him, Evelyn even arched into his arms, and from time to time let out a scream.

It is said that a certain British viscount lady was lying directly on Yang Feng's back, looking up at the front from time to time, and then quickly screaming again and burying her head behind his back.

Well, they're watching a movie.

And it's watching it on a videotape, and it's using the oldest, I don't know how he collected the twenty-one-inch old-fashioned color TV to watch, without turning on the lights, it is Xu Laowei's thousand-person zhan that is broken and sunk in the sand, terrifying pictures, thrilling soundtrack, coupled with Wang Zuxian's bewitching beauty, the bleak living room is ghostly, a group of little girls who have at most been influenced by films such as mummies and King Kong in the black and white era, it's strange that they can stand this thing!

But this kind of experience that they have never had before makes them want to stop.

In fact, Yang Yuan originally wanted to watch the jade pu group with them, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't help this confusion, after all, these girls are all famous daughters, real nobles, if he looks at it with Rita Haworth, he will take out the Roman Empire.

"Report to the Führer!"

Suddenly, the door opened, and a strange black figure with his back to the moonlight said.

"Ahh

All the girls screamed almost at the same time, burying Yang Feng in various postures at once.

Yang Yuanfu squeezed his head out of a fat girl's chest with great difficulty, and shouted speechlessly: "Don't turn on the lights yet!" ”

The staff officer of the General Staff Headquarters in front of the door hurriedly fumbled to turn on the light for him, and the bright light of the fluorescent lamp suddenly drove away the terrifying atmosphere in the living room, and the girls hurriedly got off him one by one with red faces, and the Yang Yuanfuer, who was crushed and messy, received the telegram from the staff officer and immediately became furious.

"These inferior goods are simply unreasonable, why can't they learn to solve problems in a civilized way, kill, rob, force, see what they can do? Send troops, send troops immediately, order the cruiser Yongle to set off immediately with a battalion of infantry, and at the same time transfer a battalion to take a transport plane over first, send ten fighters to escort them, if anyone on the ground dares to intercept and open fire directly, and send another battalion to Yamaguchiyang, it must be ensured that all Chinese will not be harmed. ”

Yang said righteously.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Evelyn asked curiously.

"There was a riot in Pontianak, a vendetta between the Malays and Javanese, thousands of innocent civilians were killed, countless women were forcibly killed, and the Chinese there asked me to send troops to protect them!"

Yang Feng said.

"Oh my God, how can they do that? Didn't the Dutch allow them to be autonomous? ”

"Therefore, inferior goods are inferior goods, and before they really learn to deal with problems in a civilized way, whether they are given autonomy or self-reliance, it is an extremely irresponsible behavior, and some people are born to need to be ruled by others."

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

After receiving the order of the Führer, the newly formed General Staff of the Ming Empire immediately began to mobilize troops, and two battalions of infantry boarded the York-style transport plane and the Yongle cruiser at the dock and airport respectively, because those Prussian mercenaries were still familiar with the equipment of the previous enemy, so it was a group of British pilots who flew these planes.

Neither the Mustang, nor the Seafire, nor the Lincoln, nor the York, those Prussian pilots had ever flown before, so it was necessary to have a group of British pilots who had been kindly supported by Lord Mountbatten, and who had to return to Temasek in two months to continue their service.

Including those on the battleships there are also some left.

The transport group completed the boarding first, and then began to take off one after another, and at the same time, ten Mustang fighters also took off one after another, blending into the night together, and at this time in Pontianak, Han Xu, who had completed the arson mission, had already occupied the airport with his subordinates, and was waiting for the plane to arrive.

As for Pontianak behind them, it really turned into a hell at this time, Hami II, as prime minister, claimed that the Javanese were in rebellion, trying to betray Her Majesty the Queen of the Netherlands, launching an armed rebellion in Pontianak, and then dividing the country, so he had to order his prime minister's guard to arrest all Javanese security guards and parliamentarians, and anyone who dared to resist was shot on the spot.

Of course, the dead will definitely not defend themselves, they are all shot, and it is not for others to decide whether they resist or not.

The red-eyed Malays began to frantically cleanse the city, and the Javanese, who were also unwilling to be killed, were also desperately resisting, and blood stained all the streets except Chinatown.

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