Chapter 599: The Great Rebellion in the South Seas (6)
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The U.S. proposal to improve the human rights situation of the Chinese in Nanyang set off a small war of words in the Atlantic, but Britain and the Netherlands did not pay much attention to this statement, because it was clear from the rhetoric that the U.S. government was not very enthusiastic about the matter. Therefore, while sending a special envoy to the United States to inquire about the correct attitude, the two countries adopted a delaying method in the hope of slowly draining the patience of all parties and turning a major incident into a small one.
For Yang Qiu, he didn't think about letting the American cowboy roll up his sleeves and support him to do a big job, although the United States hated the Versailles system after the First World War, but it was not to the point of directly confronting Britain, so Yang Qiu just wanted an attitude. Now that they had received their attitude, the delegation immediately plunged into the business and trade contacts that the Wall Street business community was more concerned about, and it seemed that they had gradually forgotten about it, and even the two Anhai-class battle cruisers of the Second Fleet facing off in the South China Sea had been refueled and went to the US naval base in the port of Manila in Luzon to replenish fuel and fresh water.
As if to herald the end of the confrontation in the South China Sea and the return of the East Indies to its original state, the curtain has quietly begun.
February 17, 1926.
At noon, the Surabaya wharf was hot and chaotic, and most of the military and police who originally managed the area were deployed to support Batavia because of the crisis. The confrontation at sea has led to ships not daring to dock, and the dock workers facing unemployment have nothing to do, and the large number of stranded passengers has made the scolding, shouting and crying of children even more filthy.
In the shade of a tree outside the harbor, Xiao Jinyun and Sukarno stood side by side in an Islamic white hat. One was the leader of a rising national movement in the East Indies who was in desperate need of strength to establish his prestige, and the other was to bring 4,000 revolvers and hundreds of rifles. There is also strong foreign aid with a large amount of ammunition. The two people with their own minds made peace with each other, and they became friends in just half a month.
The two of them are here to bid farewell to Marin today. Under the concatenation of the latter, the East India Islamic League had agreed to join the uprising, which made him very happy, but he was still very suspicious of Xiao Jinyun's origins. After all, it is not easy to come up with so many arms at once, and even with the support of Islamist groups in India and Malaya, it is not easy to reach it through the heavy inspection of the navies of Britain, the Netherlands, France and other countries. So he had decided to send a telegram to the Malayan side as soon as he returned to Batavia.
After Ma Lin explained a few words, he looked at Xiao Jinyun's words and seemed to want to remind him, this action made the latter even more anxious. I can't get rid of him myself. Because he knew that as long as Marin returned to Batavia and sent a few telegrams, his identity was likely to be exposed. But I don't know why. Marin finally didn't make a sound, straightened his shirt and saluted everyone goodbye, and then walked alone with his suitcase to the passenger ship.
"Brother Isa, what should we do next?"
Sukarno looked very excited, and here Marin was eager to start an uprising as soon as possible, and heroes in troubled times are not just a Chinese saying. However, he was seriously inexperienced in struggle, and he was not used to looking down on those conservative old men in the alliance, so he asked Xiao Jinyun, who had rich experience in struggle "in Malaya and Hindustan region."
"We're still too weak right now, and I mean the insurrectionary experience. GC International They have a successful precedent and are more rigorous in organizing revolutions than we are. Should listen to them first, then. Xiao Jinyun was really anxious, he was very sure that Marin would send a telegram immediately when he returned to Batavia, so his eyes wandered around looking for an opportunity while talking. But when his gaze swept to the deck of the ship, it froze violently! Three poked out slightly. A man in a Dutch military police uniform suddenly caught his attention.
Sukarno didn't notice his expression, and when he was still deep in the dream of establishing the Republic of Indonesia, he heard a pause in his words and couldn't help asking, "What then?" ”
When he saw the man in charge take out a pistol from his pocket, and then slowly retract back to the deck, Xiao Jinyun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned his head to look at Sukarno and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Then follow them." First capture Surabaya and Batavia, then capture Palembang and Sumatra. Just like Yang Qiu in China, after the success of the revolution, he immediately implemented the Chengcheng Bill, rallied the forces that were friendly to us, put all the blame on the poor party, and regained power to build an independent country. ”
"Learn from Yang Qiu?!" Soekarno's eyes were shining.
Yang Qiu has become one of the role models for young people around the world, especially his feat of overthrowing decay and establishing a new country at a young age, and inspiring countless young people who are interested in carrying out the national independence movement. Soekarno felt like him. Young, with his own forces, his own ideas and followers, the Anglo-Dutch and Chinese contradictions are so similar to the Anglo-German contradictions at the beginning, he can take advantage of these opportunities and become the "Yang Qiu of the East Indies".
Since China is interested in East India oil and mineral deposits, it is entirely possible to exchange them with each other on this condition, and wouldn't it be nice to let the Chinese fight against the British and the Dutch? By the way, there is also Japan Japan is also confused by the lack of raw materials, and he can also seek their support Xiao Jinyun's words led Sukarno into rhapsody, and just as the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more prominent, Marin also walked to the ferry.
"Sir, I need to check the ticket."
The turbaned Indian ticket inspector politely held out his hand, as if in their eyes all European faces were worthy of respect. Marin took out the ticket and handed it to the other party, but he didn't notice that the three figures were quietly approaching.
In the two-story building not far from the dock, a jet-black barrel poked out, and Shen Billy, the ace sniper from the hunter, slowly put his cheek on the butt of the gun, his eyes slowly locked on to the target through the 4x scope, and his pupils habitually contracted little by little. Zhuang Meisheng and several intelligence officers behind him didn't dare to come out, looking directly at the three Russian outlaw killers who were hired at a high price to disguise themselves as Dutch military police, quietly waiting for the gunshots to sound.
Marin did not notice the approach of the "military police", and when the Indian ticket inspector handed back the ticket and picked up the suitcase and was about to board the ship, he looked up and saw that three Dutch military police had arrived in front of him. Almost at the same moment, the last "military policeman" blew a terrible whistle. The shrill whistle cut through the noise, and Marin, who had been fighting with the military and police for many years, almost instinctively turned around and ran. Perhaps he thought that these "military police" would arrest him as they did before, so he thought that as long as he escaped into the crowd, he could rely on Sukarno and others who were close at hand to escape.
But he never expected that these military policemen were pretending, and they didn't think about arresting them at all, but directly pulled out their pistols.
"Oops, it's the military police, go and save him." Xiao Jinyun was the first to react, pulled out his pistol and rushed towards the harbor, and Sukarno and several imams who came to see him off were also so frightened that they hurriedly ran forward to try to rescue Marin, but it was too late!
"Bang bang."
The three military policemen fired several shots at Marin like crazy, and before they could fall a large stream of blood, the white shirt was dyed red. Marin's eyes widened when he was hit, he would never have imagined that these military police would shatter the tranquility of Surabaya City with such fierce gunfire and lead the East Indies into a terrible conflict!
Sukarno and the mullahs and imams who had come to see him off were stunned as Marin fell to the ground covered in blood. The frightened crowd around them began to scurry around, gradually blocking their view, and Marin died! This liaison of the GC International Alliance, this international activist who participated in the Islamic League in the early years, was thus killed in front of them.
"Let's go! The military and police are here. The moment Ma Lin fell, Xiao Jinyun breathed a heavy sigh of relief. The identity of this person is too special, and his death at the hands of the "military police" will inevitably cause concern among the Islamic League and GC International, who will suspect the leakage of secrets! Faced with a once-in-a-lifetime vacuum of strength on the island of Java, their only choice was to act in advance and launch an uprising immediately before the Dutch colonial government's attention was completely recovered in West Borneo!
"The news of Allah's uprising must have leaked! It must be activated now! Otherwise we will all be arrested and put to death! Seeing that the police and soldiers from all directions were flocking to the dock, Xiao Jinyun hurriedly put away his gun and pulled Sukarno to run back, constantly fanning the flames as he ran.
In the small building, Zhuang Meisheng finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Xiao Jinyun, Su Karano and others fleeing in the chaos, and the three "military policemen" also disappeared into the dirty slums with the help of his subordinates. When I put down the binoculars, I found that my entire back was soaked. "Go to the beach of Summit and a submarine will pick you up. Remember! Forget about today, no matter what happens! Shen Billy put away his gun, said goodbye to Zhuang Meisheng, and disappeared into the chaotic city with a sniper rifle and the sniper team that came to support just in case.
Later, the military and police immediately surrounded the scene, and after some comparison, they were quickly recognized as a "traitor to the Kingdom of the Netherlands", and the Surabaya police station immediately reported the news of the killing of the "separatists" to the Governor's Palace of Batavia. As soon as the fat police chief put down the phone, he began to imagine getting a European award, but the crisis had come.
"Quick."
"Load your bullets."
"It's so easy to use, look at it! Load the bullet and aim, then pull the trigger! Remember, it is better to shoot at twenty meters. ”
Hundreds of thousands of Islamic warriors were gathered inside the secret tribes on the outskirts of Surabaya, and these indigenous soldiers, who had seen a gun for the first time, were so excited that they immediately threw away their broadswords and spears and happily accepted the guidance of the "Malayan brothers".
The chaotic scene made several "Malayan brothers" almost laugh out loud, but fortunately, the comrades-in-arms around them stopped them with their eyes before they became alert and turned their heads into the "extremely enthusiastic" teaching. The revolver was not complicated to use, but the rifle was more difficult, and it was a Russian Mosin Nagant with a lot of recoil, which was enough to crack the shoulder if not handled properly by a diminutive East Indian soldier. But there was no time to think about it, and by the time the night began, the Surabaya Islamic League had gathered tens of thousands of students, natives and believers who had been incited.
When the torch was lit, Xiao Jinyun also took out the last weight, and a box full of $200,000 was placed in the center. Sukarno's face turned red with excitement, and he didn't even care about Havard and the others standing beside him, grabbed a handful of colorful dollars and climbed onto the high platform: "Go, go and push the telephone pole, tear up the telephone line, occupy the police station and kill them!" That's the reward! ”
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