Chapter 103 The Good Life of Yang Yuan
Of course, Audrey Hepburn didn't know that last night Yang had just revisited Tiffany's breakfast after knowing that she was coming, and she only knew that this young and handsome national leader was smiling a little strangely when he saw her smoking.
However, the appearance of a seventeen-year-old girl smoking for the first time is indeed easy to make people laugh, especially her beautiful face, with a look of embarrassment, which is particularly wolf-friendly.
She didn't know that Yang Yuanshou actually didn't smoke, and she deliberately wanted to see her smoke today.
But Evelyn knew.
This Yang Führer's official girlfriend, looking at Audrey Hepburn's eyes at this time, it is obviously a bit complicated, it is estimated that Yang Feng has bad intentions, after all, the Ming Dynasty still allows polygamy, the ruler of such a country, if he doesn't want to recruit a queen or something, it is simply a fantasy.
But her danger is not the only one, because after admiring Audrey Hepburn's smoking, Yang Feng's eyes immediately turned to behind him, behind him a group of girls who were originally playing on the beach were talking and laughing, and in the front was a girl who looked slightly older than Audrey Hepburn, but her figure was more hot, wearing a Biji Ni swimsuit that had begun to become popular, and was looking at Yang Feng with seductive fiery eyes.
The delicate red chun, like a rose after the rain, was unbridled with a seductive fragrance, as if beckoning the man to taste it, and the dog man and woman looked at Evelyn's eyes with a cold light.
But there was another light in Yang Feng's eyes.
"Norma, your name is not good, I gave you a new stage name, how does it feel."
He looked at the girl who was walking and said.
"Your Excellency, I am listening."
The girl smiled coquettishly, stepping barefoot on the soft grass, and walked up to him, proudly showing off her good body that Xing felt was blood-spurting.
"Marilyn. Monroe. ”
Yang Feng raised his head to look at her, and his smile was a little evil when he said this name.
DreamWorks Pictures has already made a name for itself with two animated films, and it is natural that Marilyn Monroe will be indispensable to recruit troops around the world, or to intercept those top Hollywood stars.
She is now just a young woman with a dream of becoming famous, originally at this time she was just favored by Fox and signed a trial contract, and then followed the movie to run tricks or something, and even went to take Luo photos for fifty dollars, and now there is a company that pays twice as much as Fox to sign her, even if it is a British company, there is no need to hesitate.
"Your Excellency, thank you!"
The newly baked Monroe shrugged and said, inadvertently glanced at Yang Feng very playfully, and saw that Yang Feng's heart was itching.
Just as he imagined that Monroe was lying on the left side of his bed and Hepburn was lying on the right, sandwiched between angels and demons day and night, a cruel bloody battle was going on on the distant island of Java.
At the foot of the Guntur volcano, in the terrifying accompaniment of the MG42 machine gun, the Javanese soldiers holding Mauser 98K rifles are like a flood bursting the embankment, risking their lives to rush the opposite line of defense, beside them, the bullets of the Type 92 heavy machine gun whistled by, the grenadiers and mortar pao shells screamed and fell, the shrapnel scattered in the fire of the explosion harvested life, and the Soviet-made A19 cannon pao shells in the sky were like meteors streaking by, exploding pieces of blank space on the opposite position.
Like ugly scars on the green fields.
On the broken position, the bloody white-knuckle battle had begun, and the soldiers under different banners with the same clothes and faces fiercely stabbed their bayonets into the chests of their former comrades, and the blood flowed on the land of their own homeland, and the elites of the country in the future of history were all turned into dead bodies in the mud at this moment.
"Kill them all! Kill all these reactionaries! ”
Aidi, who was already the commander of the division, just like when he first rushed to Yogyakarta, brandished the submachine gun in his hand and roared hoarsely.
They are victorious, the power of faith is invincible, no one, even Allah, can fight against great ideas, Bandung is already in sight in the distance, and even the artillery of the big brother of the USSR has begun to bombard the last nest of this reactionary stronghold.
"Hit Bandung and capture Hada alive!"
In the distance, another general, Shalifuddin, shouted with his pistol in the air, and then smiled at Aidi with the joy of victory, but just then, the clouds above him shone silver, and a fighter jet burst out, followed by flames from the wings.
"No!"
Eddie screamed heartbreakingly, and Shalifudin, who was looking at him in amazement, was instantly bloodied by the dense bullets.
At the same time, dense fighter-bombers kept coming out of the clouds, and countless bombs whistled and fell under the terrified gaze of Javanese soldiers on the ground.
The Ming Air Force entered the war.
The Lincoln type that flew from Ambuna Island, the Mustang that took off from the Batavia airport, the pirates who took off from the aircraft carrier Dreadnought, a total of nearly 200 fighters and bombers, began to kill the Javanese who had just broken through the defense line on the ground, and in the light of the explosion of 50-kilogram bombs, the low-flying fighters shot wildly, and the Javanese who were enjoying the joy of victory fell into hell again in an instant.
At this time, in Bandung City, Hada, who had already changed into shabby clothes and was about to run away, laughed madly at the sky.
"Fight back, fight back! Kill those bastards and leave none of them behind! ”
He yelled at Nasir, who was beside him.
The rout, uh, also Javanese, immediately turned around and took the bayonet on the 38 big cover and killed it fiercely.
"Comrade Aidi, the headquarters telegraphed, immediately retreat to Daheng and turn to the defense, the Dutch army has entered the battle, Bogor has been lost, and the 60,000 Dutch army in Batavia is reinforcing Bandung."
As Aidi watched in anguish as his men wailed in the flames of the napalm shells, an officer hurriedly handed him a telegram.
The Dutch entered the war.
At the time of the 80,000 Javanese Whites in the hands of Hada, when they had lost nearly two-thirds of their losses, the Dutch people, who had been watching from the walls of the three cities of Batavia, Semarang, and Surabaya, finally entered the battle. Under the cover of the armored forces of the Ming Army, the Dutch army in Batavia quickly broke through Java, the Javanese Red Army in Bogor's defense line saved the Javanese White Army that was about to perish, and the Dutch army in Surabaya also relied on the cover of the Ming Army tanks to attack Malang in a very short time.
The Javanese Red Army, which was already advancing like a bamboo, turned to the defense on all fronts.