"It's over, guys, this war is over!"

On the beach of Yingtianfu in the Ming Empire, Yang Feng listened to the voice coming from the loudspeaker and said lightly to a middle-aged man in front of him.

The latter listened blankly to the Japanese broadcast, and Lin Wenchang, who knew Japanese next to him, kept translating: "... However, after four years of fighting, although the army and navy generals are brave and good at fighting, hundreds of officials have made great efforts, and 100 million people have served their duties, each doing his best, the war situation has not improved, and the general trend of the world is not in my favor. In addition, the enemy's recent use of cruel bombs, which frequently kill innocent people, is really difficult to predict. If we continue to fight, we will not only lead to the destruction of our nation, but will also destroy human civilization..."

"Ma, there is no sincerity at all, it doesn't look like surrender, as if he stopped the war because of how great he is, and he also brutally bombs, the atomic bombs are just thrown less, and they should be thrown a dozen or twenty more." Yang Feng said with an unhappy face.

"Victory, the end of the war?"

The middle-aged man didn't hear what he said, just muttered to himself in a trance.

This name Chen Shiying was sent by the West Borneo Anti-Japanese Alliance to contact Yang Feng and wanted him to do it with him, they persevered in the jungle of West Borneo until now, and suddenly heard the news of the victory, and they really couldn't believe it.

"The end of the war? You are so naïve, this war is over, the next war will start soon, the Japanese are gone, and the Netherlands are still coming back. I just want to ask you what you are going to do with yourself, the Netherlands will not be able to come and take over their colonies anytime soon, so their allies, the Britons, will be in charge. The surrender of West Borneo must be the responsibility of the Australians, who have now occupied the area around Brunei, and it is estimated that in a few days at most, the Australian army will go to Pontianak, Yamaguchiyang and other places to surrender.

They are not interested in helping the Dutch people, and they are not going to intervene in the internal affairs of West Borneo, so you can choose your own future, and if you are going to work with the Javanese to do that or something about the Republic of Indonesia, then it will be as if we have never met. If you want to establish a republic of your own, then I will do what I can to help you, even if the Dutch come back to war with you, I will help you. If you originally intended to join the Ming Empire, then needless to say, you will have what you want, arms, money, technology and equipment for the development of industry, in short, I will turn West Borneo into an industrial country that can be compared with the West, of course, I must still be your head of state. ”

Yang Feng said directly.

"Mr. Yang, you are wrong, it is no longer the old feudal era, we will not put an emperor on our heads again, West Borneo and the rest of the East Indies, we need a republic where the people are truly the masters of the country. A unified Republic of Indonesia, a republic where all the ethnic groups of our Chinese, Javanese, Sundanese, Madura and other peoples in this land coexist peacefully, without oppression, without colonizers, without capitalists. I hope you don't go against the tide of history and make mistakes again and again. Chen Shiying said righteously.

"Uh, then there's nothing to say, Lao Huang, send off!" Yang Feng said speechlessly.

Huang Yechun immediately waved his hand, and the two local policemen or sheriffs who followed him immediately stepped forward and walked up to Chen Shiying with their pistols in front of him.

"Mr. Yang, I hope you will think about it again." Chen Shiying glanced at Yang Feng deeply.

Yang Feng waved his hand like a fly.

Chen Shiying walked away with the arrogance of a believer.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yang Feng looked at Lin Wenchang angrily and said.

The latter was looking at him with a gold-looking gaze.

"My lord, can you really be what you say?" Lin Wenchang said cautiously.

As soon as Yang Feng stretched out his hand, the beautiful bodyguard next to him immediately handed over a 64-style automatic rifle, and he took it very chic and shot all the bullets at the sea in one go.

"Automatic rifles, we made them ourselves, and the people of the United States are still playing semi-automatic."

Immediately after he pointed not far away, the two AK630 turrets on the European bison quickly rotated, and the muzzles of the guns were pressed down, and an empty beach not far away was instantly flooded by the flames of the explosion.

"Automatic artillery, as far as I know of any country, does not have one, we made it ourselves."

Then he pointed again, and a 22-barrel rocket launcher from the European Bison immediately erupted a whizzing flame.

Pointing to the big crater blown up by the 140 rocket shell at the shooting range, Yang Feng said to Lin Wenchang, who was already stupid: "The heavy rocket launcher was made by ourselves. ”

Then he pointed to the Humvee military vehicle, the 107 mm recoilless gun mounted on it, and the large-caliber machine gun and said: "The car, the cannon, and the machine gun are all made by ourselves, and there is also our own heavy cruiser, and this is just what I just brought, and I will continue to bring more in the future, as for the money..."

Yang Feng sneered, and at the same time the European Bison engine started, and then retreated to the sea, circled and drove directly to them less than ten meters away, and then the downward hatch opened.

Lin Wenchang's legs were weak and he knelt directly on the ground.

Because in the cabin, there is a mountain of silver, and countless silver coins are piled up directly in the center, reflecting dazzling light in the surrounding lights.

"Got it?" Yang Feng said lightly.

"Understood, my lord, don't worry, since the war has been won, then the West Borneo Anti-Japanese League will be automatically disbanded, and there are only a few people in it who have the kind of thinking of this guy. The game they play is nothing more than robbing the rich and giving it to the poor, but who is the rich and who is the poor in the East Indies? We Chinese are rich, while Javanese, Sundanese, Madura are poor, these monkeys don't know anything and are too lazy to die, they don't want to make money at all. And we will, we will do business, open factories, open plantations, we will always make their money.

In this land the Dutch and whites are the first class, we are the second class, and they are the lowest, equal? How can we be equal, the first class of people is gone, and we are equal to them? They have tens of millions of people, we have millions, we are equal? I'm afraid it is true that we have become lowly citizens, and then we will not become fat sheep to be slaughtered by them? Lin Wenchang said.

"I can't see it, you're still very sensible." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"My lord, not only me, but many Chinese in West Borneo understand this, especially those who are old, they also want to establish our own republic, just like Lan Fang back then, speaking of which there are still many Chinese elders, all of whom are old people from the Lan Fang era. That is, some young people are hot-headed and always think about freedom and equality, what jokes, there has never been equality in this world, and there can be no equality, there will always be some people who will be above others.

In Europe, the capitalists will be above the workers, here we are above the monkeys, the officials of the alliance are above the commoners, I have traveled through more than a dozen countries, no matter what banner they are waving, the hierarchy is everywhere, so people must learn to work hard, step on others and stand on high places, not just lie down to the same height as others. ”

"I like that!" Yang Feng said.

Lin Wenchang smiled and said: "But my lord, if you let them join the Ming Empire, I'm afraid it's a little difficult, after all, the republic system is popular now, and secondly, your constitution is a little difficult to understand, of course I don't care, if you want me to move the whole family here next time." ”

"The constitution can be amended, this thing is also set by people, you go back and talk to those old and virtuous people, if you are interested, they can also come and sit down, let's talk, this is the same as doing business, there is nothing that cannot be discussed." Yang Feng said.

As long as it can be tempted to make a profit, it is a trivial matter to him, and the vast majority of the Chinese in West Borneo are merchants, plantation owners, and small factory owners, who are indeed old and sophisticated, and will not be easily fooled, but at the same time they are also profit-oriented, and as long as there are enough profits, they will not lose to those young people who are confused by the slogans.

And Yang Feng has no shortage of things that can make people crazy.

Do they like to open factories?

Just give them some modern technology and equipment.

Computers can't be built, transistors and radios can always be made, transistors can't be made, but they can be provided by His Excellency the Führer! There are also walkmans, home video recorders, microwave ovens... One electronic technology alone can feed a country.

If you can't make these, instant noodles and ham sausages are always fine, right? Now that the whole world is busy rebuilding, there is something that can be eaten without cooking, and I think those Europeans will definitely like it, so you can't just eat Spam luncheon meat, right? As for the plastic packaging materials, this is easy to do, and His Excellency the Führer can also provide it!

If you like to engage in textiles, this is also easy to do, do you like wool blending? Opposite Australia has wool. What the? Acrylic DuPont only started production in 1950? No problem, leave it to His Excellency the Führer to be responsible for supply, as much as you want, and now it is also difficult for Europeans, and it is not cheap to think of pure wool sweaters, and cheap blended sweaters are estimated to be very popular with them.

So in the cold wind of Berlin in winter, I wonder if they will like a glamorous down jacket? High-density fabrics don't have it? This is not a problem, His Excellency the head of the Ming Empire wants as much as you want.

Well, it seems that the bikini hasn't been invented yet, so one day get a few sets to let your beautiful robots go out to show off.

In short, if you want anything, just ask, Your Excellency the Führer has a cornucopia here, and we have what you want.