Changshan Island is located in the east of Sumatra Island, and the two islands are not far apart. Due to the Bangka mine, tin ore is abundant. The island's industry and commerce are also thriving. As an important middleman, the Chinese also have a considerable influence on Bangka Island. In fact, the total number of Chinese on Bangka Island now has exceeded 50,000, if you add the Chinese. This number will be even more staggering, and it is now increasing rapidly, mainly because of the continued turmoil in the Straits Settlements in the north.

The "Malayan Crisis" in the British Straits Settlements further led to a small war, which was mainly between the British colonial army and the Korean bridge people's armed forces, which deeply disturbed the local Chinese and Hwashashi. Coupled with the evacuation of Singapore's Chinese residents, many Chinese were homeless and had to settle in Penang temporarily, but the British colonial authorities feared that the situation would be out of control, so various obstacles were erected for the relocation of Chinese refugees, and the stalemate was not eased until the intervention of the Chinese central government.

The central government of China suggested that the British colonial authorities relocate some of the Chinese refugees concentrated in Penang to the area around Sumatra Island in the Dutch East Indies.

Although the British government was hesitant about this proposal, it was given China's outstanding performance in the war against Japan. As well as the unclear prospects of the war situation in Europe. The British Government was reluctant to push China over to the German side at this time, and therefore, after careful consideration, the British Government authorized the authorities of the Maritime Colonies to consult and cooperate directly with the Pivotal Government of China on this plan for the relocation and resettlement of Chinese nationals, and to implement the Chinese relocation and resettlement scheme as soon as the British Governor of the Straits Settlements deemed necessary.

In the eyes of the British Governor of the Straits Settlements, the present situation was sufficient for him to immediately carry out this plan for the relocation of the Chinese" so that he received a formal warrant from the British Government. Almost immediately, the British Governor-General's plan was to quickly resolve the dangerous situation in Malaya, and as long as these homeless Chinese refugees were transferred to the Dutch colony, then the British colonial authorities could justifiably refuse to return these Chinese to the Straits Settlements. Then, there will not be so much trouble when dealing with the Chinese in the future.

In the final analysis, in the eyes of the British, the number of Chinese on the territory was so staggering that it would be better to throw these burdens to the Dutch now, rather than wait to deal with the problem at the risk of breaking with China, because the Dutch East Indies colony was large enough to accommodate such a large population. As for what the Dutch government thinks. It is not what the British government is most concerned about, and there are too many things that the British government has to be concerned about now, such as the war in Europe, relations with China, how to win the United States into the Entente, how to help Japan out of the shadow of defeat, and how to find a way for Italy to participate in the war against Germany and Austria as an ally of the Entente.

As for the position of the Dutch government, the British government does not care, and it does not even need the British government to intervene, the Dutch have already reached a compromise with China, because the Dutch also need Zhongxian to help them solve the crisis in Borneo.

Therefore, under the efficient command of the British Governor of the Straits Settlements, the British merchant ships were quickly engaged in the relocation and resettlement of Chinese, and Bangka Island served as an important transit point for immigrants. It has now accepted at least 20,000 "new Chinese immigrants." "Most of them are from Penang.

It is said that it is "Chinese new immigrants" but in fact there are still many non-Chinese mixed in it, and as an East Asian race, Koreans are not much different from Chinese in appearance, especially in the eyes of Europeans, there is no difference between Koreans and Chinese at all, so there are some Korean expatriates disguised as Chinese who were shipped to Bangka Island by British merchant ships, and many of these people are former "Goryeo volunteers." of warriors.

These former "Goryeo Volunteers." Among the fighters, there was a young man from the port of Pusan in the south of the Korean Peninsula, his name was Park Chang-so. He followed a group of comrades-in-arms to the merchant ship, and then relied on the cover of a group of Chinese comrades. Successfully landed on Bangka Island and entered a containment site. Park Chang-so did not participate in the street fighting in Hong Kong, Singapore, in fact, he had already withdrawn to the north with the defeated squad before the street fighting broke out, and immediately disguised himself as ordinary laborers. After sneaking into a rubber plantation, hiding there for a few days, he followed a group of comrades to Penang, and he did not reveal his identity as a North Korean laborer, and because of this, he was not captured by the British and put into a concentration camp, but lurked in a rubber plantation on the outskirts of Penang until he was discovered by several Chinese, and then Park Changxiu and his comrades became "Chinese refugees." He got on a merchant ship and came from Malaya to Sumatra, which was even hotter.

Now, Park Chang-so stands in front of a grass hut at the Belimyang refugee shelter on Bangka Island, looking out at the gray sky in the north. Muttered to himself, his gaze somewhat glazed.

"Where the hell am I? North Korea. Where is my motherland? Why are we at war with the British? Why didn't we go to fight the Japanese? Why are the Chinese reluctant to fight alongside us in Singapore? Why are the Chinese willing to help us escape from Singapore? Why should the British take us all

Too much "why." "Too many people don't understand, at this moment, Park Chang-so, like many Koreans, can't find the answer at all, this conflict with the British colonial authorities was inexplicable and ended in a blur, and the Goryeo Volunteers from the very beginning of the momentum to the present are now embarrassed, everything seems to be so dramatic, as if there is an invisible hand controlling all this, controlling the rhythm of all this.

Just when Park Changxiu was at a loss, two sweet potatoes roasted by the fire suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the person holding the fan was a Chinese, and it was the Chinese who showed their group of Korean soldiers in the Penang rubber plantation, and at this moment he handed the two sweet potatoes in his hand to Park Changxiu, which seemed to mean to invite Park Changxiu to eat.

Indeed, it is now afternoon, and since disembarkation. Except for drinking a little water. Park Chang-so didn't eat anything, and he was already hungry.

The Chinese handed the two pieces to Park Changxiu's eyes and made a gesture to put them in his mouth.

"Thank you, thank you Park Chang-so for saying thank you in blunt Chinese, but he doesn't know. He actually learned the Fujian dialect, but the Chinese man standing in front of him at the moment was an authentic Hunanese.

This Hunan man is Gong Chuntai, fortunately, he has been in the Nanyang area for a while, and he has learned some Fujian dialect, so he can understand the words of this North Korean.

"You're welcome, you're welcome

Gong Chuntai smiled, handed the two to the young North Korean in front of him, then patted him on the shoulder, turned his head and looked at the northern sky, where there were dark clouds, and a storm was gathering energy, which might also affect the weather in Belliyang.

A few days ago, Gong Chuntai was still busy planning actions against the remnants of the League in Penang. But a telegram from the Military Intelligence Agency made him change his actions, and followed a group of Chinese refugees out of Penang and came to this Bangka Island, and before getting on the ship, he also specially brought that group of North Koreans, as for what use these North Koreans can use, Gong Chuntai has not yet thought about it, but since these people have taken guns and participated in battles, they will definitely come in handy in the future, because Gong Chuntai knows very well that the Military Intelligence Bureau transferred him over, and it was by no means to ask him to coordinate the resettlement of Chinese refugees, and he could not do that. And there are professionals to do it.

"Look at this weather, I'm afraid it's going to be a storm, and I'm afraid these grass huts won't be able to resist it."

Looking at the dark clouds in the northern sky, Gong Chuntai muttered, and then told one of his subordinates who was following him a few times, telling him to remind the containment station so that he would not be in a hurry when the storm came.

Turning his head, the North Korean in front of Gong Chuntaidan was gobbling up the two fans. He smiled, patted the other man on the shoulder, and motioned to follow him.

Gong Chuntai carried a backpack and led Park Changxiu and several of his subordinates to the door of the refugee shelter. There were several armed guards of the Dutch colonial army, all of whom were local indigenous soldiers who had always been hostile to the Chinese. Therefore, Gong Chun-tae and Park Chang-so were refused to leave the refugee shelter.

Gong Chuntai didn't insist, he knew. Soon a Chinese fleet will come, and when the fleet comes, the armed escort here will be increased by Chinese sailors. At that point, it will be up to these indigenous soldiers to decide.

Gong Chuntai led Park Changxiu around to a relatively hidden fence at the refugee shelter, and then took out the watch. Looking at the time, it was two o'clock in the afternoon, and the appointed time was waiting for the delivery person to come.

A few minutes later, a local overseas Chinese approached the fence from outside the refugee shelter, looked left and right for a moment, and then gestured to Gong Chuntai, Gong Chuntai quickly replied with a gesture, and the overseas Chinese immediately whistled into the distance, and then. A few more overseas Chinese walked to the fence, all carrying baskets in their hands.

These Hua Qiao Xun threw the back basket from the top of the fence into the refugee shelter, Gong Chuntai and his men picked up the back basket, and Park Changxiu also picked up a back basket in his hand according to Gong Chuntai's instructions, he felt that the back basket was heavy, and he didn't know what it contained, but it was covered with cloth, but he couldn't look at it. Gong Chuntai hugged his fist at the few Huaqiao outside the fence. thanked him, and then led his men and Park Changxiu to the straw hut where he lived, and when he entered the straw hut, he took the back basket from Park Changxiu, and then beat Park Changxiu and left the straw shed.

When there were no outsiders in the straw hut, Gong Chuntai took out some things that were tightly wrapped in cloth from those back baskets, and dismantled the cloth, but there were some brand-new pistols and some grenades wrapped inside.

"They're all buried

Gong Chuntai checked the pistols and bullets one by one, then rewrapped them and put them into a wooden box, and instructed his men to drag the wooden box to the corner, lift a bamboo mat, and bury it in a shallow pit that had been dug in advance.

This is just a necessary precautionary measure, after all, they are in a foreign land, and the local aborigines and the Chinese have a deep contradiction, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable, which is also specially reminded by the Military Intelligence Bureau, and the local overseas Chinese who sent weapons over are the intelligence officers of the Gbangka Island intelligence substation.

Everything went according to the plan. All the people involved in this project are eagerly waiting for the next order, although they also know the truth that they can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, but as a member of this great era, they all want to leave their footprints in this era. If you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the heart speaker. More chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!