The words were not speculative, the meal was tasteless, and after chatting casually about something that was not nutritious, Lao Chen said goodbye to his granddaughter and left.

For Yang Feng, he is not someone who needs to be particularly concerned.

He is indeed the leader of the Chinese in Temasek, but he is not the only Chinese leader in this place, he is a newcomer, and the Baba people will not pay attention to him, but the Baba people are very interested in the Führer, although they only think that Yang Feng is the Marquis of Xiongwu. And among the newcomers, Lao Chen is also non-mainstream, and the mainstream is more willing to be under the protection of the British, such as Harry, after all, people look reliable, but the British army almost surrendered without a fight, which really hurt the hearts of these people, so now they are more swaying towards the bald guys.

As for what Lao Chen likes...

Who would love to let the Malays share their plantations?

Rubber, tin ore, rice...

The lifeblood of Malaya's economy, which one is not in the hands of the Chinese, just Lao Chen's own hands, the rubber plantation area reached 60 square kilometers at its peak!

"It's a matter of principle."

Yang Feng said with emotion.

"Master, Surabaya is in a hurry!"

At this moment, the robot bodyguard behind him said.

Surabaya.

In front of the barricades in Chinatown, among the dead bodies that already emitted a strong stench, countless Javanese people were blackened, wielding baleng knives and bamboo spears, like a surging tide, impacting the defense line of the Ming army.

"Resist, resist!"

In the flames of the grenade explosion, Han Xu, who was holding two M9 submachine guns firing wildly, roared, and on either side of him, eighty soldiers of the Ming Army were lying behind sandbags with automatic rifles adjusted to single shots, calmly pulling the trigger, and among them, six Type 62 machine guns were spraying blazing flames.

The Javanese were defeated.

Hundreds of thousands of rabble scattered under the blows of the British and Indian troops, but nearly 10,000 rebels chose the retreat route in Chinatown, their goal is obvious, before fleeing the city, one last handful, before they didn't want to provoke the Ming army, but now no one cares about this. Under the pressure of the British and Indian troops, these hungry wolves lured by the wealth of the Chinese had blood-red eyes, and they had only one goal, to break through the thin defense line of the Ming army like a flood, and then loot all the wealth of this most prosperous city, and then escape from Surabaya and hide in the mountains and forests to taste their harvest.

But unfortunately, even a few thin barricades blocked their way like an impregnable wall.

The narrow streets, the firepower superiority of fully automatic weapons, and the defense system that had long been laid out gave the Ming army the maximum advantage, and in the web of fire woven by machine guns and automatic rifles, the Javanese who were flooding in were constantly piling up corpses.

But the number of the Ming army was too small.

And they also have people fall from time to time, after all, their enemies not only have baleng knives and bamboo spears in their hands, behind the cannon fodder in the front charge, hiding is a large number of elite Javanese army armed with Japanese army equipment, these people not only have rifles, machine guns, and even grenadiers, in the whistling of bullets, the explosion of grenades, the soldiers of the Ming army are getting fewer and fewer.

"Hurry up!"

Han Xu pushed away a sacrificial machine gunner, and while pouring bullets into the opposite direction, he yelled at a soldier with a radio on his back behind a sandbag not far away.

The latter is reporting the coordinates to the Kaohsiung.

"Captain, they said it was too close, and it was easy to hurt us by mistake." Then he shouted.

", if they don't shoot, we'll die the same, shoot!"

Han Xu roared.

It is true that their advantage is firepower, but without supplies, their ammunition will not last long, and once there are no bullets, this man will not be able to stop thousands of Javanese in any way.

The communications corps hurriedly confirmed with the Kaohsiung.

A few kilometers away on the sea, Kaohsiung Ji, whose starboard side was facing Surabaya, slowly raised its head with ten 203 mm main guns, and on a British battleship not far away, the stunned gaze of those sailors was followed by blazing flames.

After more than 500 years, the Chinese warships finally sent out the roar of a dragon on this sea once again.

The scorching cannonballs, with a piercing whistling sound, tore through the blood-red background of the evening like ten meteors.

In front of Surabaya's Chinatown, a Javanese officer brandishing a pistol urging his subordinates to attack, as if sensing something, turned his gaze to the left blankly, and almost at the same time, his front turned into a fiery red, and at this time, the late whistling sound had just reached his ears.

He subconsciously let out a frightened scream, but at the moment the scream rang out, his body flew up, and before he lost consciousness, he could even see how his limbs left his body.

And at this moment, the same nine huge fireballs also exploded among the tide of Javanese, like the water surface that had been smashed by rocks, and the shockwaves of flames and explosions spread wildly towards their respective surroundings, wiping everything on the ground like the giant hand of the gods, whether it was people or buildings, everything was reduced to dust in front of this terrifying power.

Javanese stupid.

Similarly, the Ming army opposite them was also stupid.

"Damn, so ruthless!"

Han Xu looked at the opposite side dumbfounded, in the middle of the enemy, pillars of smoke were rising, under each pillar of smoke, there was a blank, everything there was originally gone, only a spreading ruin, this round of shelling, at least half of the battalion of the enemy, directly in front of him.

At this moment, the voice of the Kaohsiung confirming the results sounded in the headset of the communication soldier beside him, and the communication soldier who was in a state of distraction suddenly came to his senses and quickly picked up the microphone.

A few seconds later.

Before the frightened Javanese could come to their senses, a second round of shells fell.

"I'm getting more and more fond of these guys."

In the headquarters of the Anglo-Indian Army, Major General Mansey looked at the raging fire in the distance with great interest, and said to the chief of staff beside him with a smile.

"Shall we give Colonel Thomas a pause?" The chief of staff said maliciously.

"No, step up the attack, our Supreme Commander is entertaining their head of state in Temasek, if something happens here, it will make His Excellency very embarrassed, ah, don't forget to keep in touch with their warship, in case of accidental injury, it will also affect the harmonious atmosphere there."

Major General Manse said.

"Your Excellency the Governor, there is no doubt that the Ambuna Islands belong to our Ming Empire, and as far as I know, neither the Jiannu after the theft of the country nor the Minhua in the north now have recognized that they belong to you in any way, so you are stealing, since it was stolen, then as the master, of course we have to take it back, and since we have taken it back, of course, we will not allow anyone to snatch him away."

At a private reception at Mountbatten, Yang Feng greeted the Governor of the East Indian Colony of the Netherlands, Van F. Mock said.

"Your Excellency..."

Fan. Mo Ke just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Feng.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to use those meaningless diplomatic rhetoric, and you don't have to give all the reasons you think it belongs to the Netherlands, I am not a diplomat, and we need not waste time on this, if you are able to take it back again I have no complaints, but if you are not capable of taking it back again, then I might as well find a time to sit down and find a solution to the problem in the most honest way possible." Yang Feng said lightly.

"Well, I don't think it's a good place to talk about that kind of thing." Fan. Mock said with a shrug.

As for snatching it back, he didn't even mention it, before Mountbatten had already relayed Yang Feng's plan to him, it was obvious that for the Dutch government, this was also the best solution, after all, that small island had almost no value to them, and now it was nothing more than selling it for a reasonable price.

"Yang, this is William. Mr. Kaisark. ”

Mountbatten walked over with a smile and pointed to the middle-aged man who was with him.

"He's interested in that medicine of yours."

Then he added.

This guy seems to have been impressed by the power of the little blue medicine, and can't wait to sell it to Jardine, as Mountbatten, he definitely can't sell this thing himself, as for how many shares of Jardine Matheson he has, this is difficult for anyone to know.

"Mr. Kaisax, hasn't Jardine Matheson moved back to Shanghai yet?" Yang Feng and Jardine Matheson asked while shaking hands.

"I'm afraid it will take a little time, after all, the war there is very bad, and the current situation in China is difficult to reassure investors, maybe we will think about it for a while." William. Kaisax said.

"It does need to be carefully considered, in fact I am pessimistic about the peace there, I don't think there will be peace between the two sides, maybe in two years the fighting there will be renewed." Yang Feng said.

"Yang, why are you so sure? You should know that the international community is now mediating in the hope that they can end their differences and finally form a Westernized two-party coalition government, and judging by the current performance of both sides, there is enough sincerity on either side. Mountbatten asked curiously.

"That's impossible, Lord, it's just a deception, the coalition government is a joke, would you work with a man who has killed almost all of his own relatives? Would a man with an army of eight million let a man with an army of a million share his power? They are just preparing for the final decisive battle under the guise of peace, after all, they are not ready yet. Yang Feng said.

"That's probably not a bad thing, we can solve all the problems once and for all, I don't like doing business with the SWO." William. Kaisax said with a shrug from the side.

"You are wrong, Mr. Kaisax, and you had better learn to do business with them in the future, because they are the victors." Yang Feng said with a smile.

(Thanks to Uncle Shu's vest, Brother Yi Bo Yuntian, Wakeyou, dhfyydxm, love chicken, duck and fish, and the tip of the special service 761)