On August 11, 318, Temasek was the former Governor-General of the Straits Settlements, now the headquarters of the Seventh Front of the Japanese Army.

The commander, General Seishiro Itagaki, the chief of staff, Lieutenant General Tachibana, and the deputy chief of staff, Major General Fumio Shimura, were sitting opposite each other and drinking alcohol.

At this time, they really had nothing to do except drink alcohol, and the only connection between the entire Southern Army and the mainland was only the radio waves in the air, but unfortunately this radio wave brought them only pain, Hiroshima was gone, Nagasaki was gone, the Kwantung Army was finished, and the empire was finished.

The sentimental Chief of Staff of Ayabe even hummed a mournful waka song, which made the room ghostly.

"Ayabe-kun, stop singing!"

Seishiro Itagaki yelled impatiently.

It's good that he didn't roar, but even Major General Shimura collapsed when he roared, and he lay on the table and cried bitterly.

"Alas!"

Itagaki Seishiro sighed helplessly, pinched the small sake cup, drank it all heroically, and then stood up and walked to the radio, ready to find some works by the Tokyo Radio editors to adjust his mood, as soon as he turned on the radio, there was a familiar Japanese radio inside, and then in the announcer's coquettish voice, the word Nagasaki jumped out directly, he immediately shuddered, and continued to turn the knob without hesitation...

"On August 11, 318 years of Chongzhen of the Ming Empire, here is the national radio station of the Ming Empire, I am the announcer Hongyi, the ancestors of the ancestors are blessed by the willing, and the soldiers are fighting bravely, my Ming Empire Navy Nanyang Fleet, has been completely annihilated two days ago to recover Anbuna Island, the people on the island are all eating pot wine, weeping to welcome each other, the elderly and children are celebrating to see the light of the sun and the moon again.

His Excellency Yang Feng, President of the Imperial Renaissance Party of the Ming Empire, Chairman of the Military Commission, Supreme Head of the Empire, Generalissimo of the Navy, Army and Air Force, Speaker of the Imperial Parliament, and Grand Fa Officer of the Supreme Court, personally attended and renamed Anbuna Island as Yingtianfu, with Yingtianfu as the wartime capital..."

Seishiro Itagaki listened to the delicate Chinese broadcast of the female announcer on the radio, and the whole person was stupid, he looked at Ayabe and the others blankly, and then burst into laughter.

A small island with a population of several thousand, the Ming Empire, the Imperial Revival Party, and the Nanyang Fleet, what kind of world is this, pirates dare to call themselves empires!

Yes, in the opinion of Admiral Itagaki, this is probably a group of pirates who went to play at home.

At the same time, the surrounding Saigon, Batavia, Bangkok, and even as far away as Myanmar, Yunnan, Guangxi, and the Philippines, including India, Okinawa, Guam, and even Chongqing, some radios with relatively high sensitivity all heard this inexplicable shortwave channel and heard the so-called Ming Empire that suddenly appeared.

After being stunned for a while, almost all I heard was the same laughter, and even some newspapers in Europe, the United States and China soon reprinted this incident as a joke.

"Joke? That's right! ”

On the cool beach of Ambuna Island, or the current Ming Empire's Yingtianfu, the head of the empire sat on a chaise longue under a parasol, holding a straw inserted in a coconut, and muttered to himself with satisfaction.

What he wants is such an effect, and when the outside world finds out that this is not a joke, this place has become an unsinkable aircraft carrier, as long as dozens of aircraft with a combat radius of more than 1,000 kilometers are deployed here, almost all of the Dutch East Indies, Malaya, Annam, and Siam are under their own sticks.

As for why he is in such a hurry to reveal his identity, the reason is very simple, if he doesn't catch the last train of the victorious country, how can he justifiably ask for his own things in the future?

What era is this?

In the three hundred and eighteenth year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, the curtain of Milu's hegemony has been opened, the red flag of Ge's life is spreading, the tide of Du Li is surging, and the flames of war in Asia, Africa and Latin America are burning. In front of the background of the intercontinental missile that pierced the sky, and under the accompaniment of the nuclear explosion that resounded through the sky, countless heroes and heroes, heroes in troubled times, sang and appeared on the stage, stepping on the throne overlooking all living beings with white bones and blood.

In such an era, as a good young man with ideals, morality, culture, and discipline, how could he not devote himself to this vigorous era without the greatest enthusiasm?

Well, he's not from this plane.

Of course, it's certainly not from this plane.

How could a person in this time and space be on a European bison hovercraft, carrying a beautiful soldier with an FN2000 in her arms, a Toyowa Industrial Type 64 automatic rifle, and a robot beautiful soldier.

Yes, all his men, whether they were personal bodyguards in camouflage shorts T-shirts and riding boots, or soldiers in full field camouflage and even equipped with body armor, there was not a single real human, all humanoid robots, highly humanoid robots. In addition to the bones and brain, as well as the nervous system, the visual and auditory system, all other parts are organisms that resemble human cells, and even simplified internal organs, which can be converted into energy by eating without energy replenishment.

But he wasn't an alien visitor, he came from another Earth that was exactly the same as this one, but eighty years later.

He's a time-traveler, and he's technically a kidnapped time-traveler.

"Yuan, Your Excellency, our constitution has been formulated."

His Ying Tianfu Yin came over with three members of Congress, carefully handed over a few pieces of stationery and said.

"Hmm!"

Yang Feng took it casually, looked at the first article and said with great satisfaction: "Yes, I can't see that you are so knowledgeable, after the destruction of Jiannu, those so-called elite scholars have not come up with things for decades, you have discussed it overnight, if our nation had this efficiency, it would not have fallen to this." In fact, there is nothing difficult about this thing, as long as it is carefully observed, even if a group of old peasants sit on the ground and discuss it, it can be used as a constitution, and if it is used as a footcloth, it is useless to gather all the legal experts in the world together and formulate it. ”

Zeng Fu Yin hurriedly accompanied the smiling face.

Article 1 of the constitution of the Ming Empire, which was negotiated overnight: "The head of state is the supreme leader of the country for life, the supreme commander of the armed forces for life, has the power to appoint the cabinet and convene parliaments, has the power to declare war and repair peace with foreign countries, has..."

In short, he has almost all the same power as the ancient emperors.

Anyway, for these congressmen, the main task now is to make him happy and have fun.

In their eyes, this Ming Empire is also just a joke, but it is too late for them to know that this is not a joke, so they have to spend another lifetime from the hands of this guy in front of them, little by little to pick out the power they should have obtained, and the tragedy is that they can't live longer than this guy.

Yang Feng immediately stretched out his hand, and a personal bodyguard next to him immediately handed him a map.

These robots have the ability to receive his brain waves, he only needs one idea, all two hundred robots will know his intentions immediately, and then these robots, which are also connected to each other, will complete the calculation in an instant, and everyone will make the simplest and most effective plan according to their respective positions to cooperate with each other to complete his commands.

"Then I need to leave, I will leave a hundred soldiers to guard here, you must collect all the laborers of the counties, and they will command them to level a piece of land in this position, and at the same time build a road from the sea to there, in short, you can do whatever they want you to do, and besides, you should be able to buy cement and other building materials here, right?"

"This has to go to Yamaguchi or Temasek, and it's not very easy to buy now, all of which belong to military supplies in the hands of the Japanese people." said a member of Congress.

This person was a local businessman, and he also had a small steamer in his hand, which was originally requisitioned by the Japanese army, and was returned to him after Yang Feng came.

"Think of a way, the Japanese are about to surrender, at this time the logistics management is not so strict, anyway, after the surrender, they are all British, and they will have to have a period of time after the Britons to arrive, during this period I am afraid that they will sell everything if they have money, in short, find a way to get a sufficient amount of cement, not only cement, but also steel bars, and construction workers, construction workers must be Chinese at this point, in short, the more the better."

"You want to?"

"It's very simple, I'm going to build a large airport and port here, a real port, not your small wharf, a port that can dock 10,000-ton giant ships. You can directly ask my people to withdraw the funds for the purchase of materials and hired workers, and they will also have people to purchase with you, and these things will be left to you, and you will be responsible for the construction of the migrant workers on the island, of course, the wages will not be less than theirs. Yang Feng said to Zeng Fuyin and others.

Zeng Fuyin and the others hurriedly agreed, they were not stupid, they had already seen that this guy had no concept of money at all, and the shot was directly a gold bar, and there was absolutely no need to worry about money if they followed him, if they knew where Yang Feng's gold bars came from, they would not consider this problem.

"I have to get some gold, but it's a pity that there is no spatial rift in the Fed's underground vault, if there is also a spatial rift in there, then it will be really inexhaustible, and there will be no need to loot gold stores all over the world like now."

His Excellency shook his head with regret as he walked through the hatch of the European bison surrounded by beautiful bodyguards.

Well, his gold and hovercraft, trucks, munitions, including the high-powered shortwave transmitter on the hilltop shelf, were all looted from the planet where they were originally located.

As for how he did it, this one is simple...

Fifty kilometers away from the island of Ambuna, on the open sea, with the arrival of the European bison hovercraft, a three-kilometer-long oval twisted light appeared, and then the light slowly faded from the middle to the sides, and as the light faded, a huge black spaceship with an extremely sci-fi shape was suspended less than a meter above the sea surface.

At the same time, a huge downward hatch in the middle slowly opened, building a bridge between the sea and the spaceship, and the European bison, which had begun to slow down, drilled directly into the spaceship along the hatch.