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At the same time as the fighting in Aceh, the South Chinese army was also planning to fully occupy Sumatra, and the Dutch and Indian authorities had long since lost control of the North Sumatra region.

Cities along the Strait of Malacca, such as Minli, Tingyi, Xianda, and Tanjong Balai, fell into the hands of the South China Army.

The Indian Ocean port cities such as Barus and Sivuga in the south were also controlled by the South China military, and the South China Navy, which had always been a black household, couldn't wait to assemble at the port of Sivuga, completely bidding farewell to the bitter pirate career.

Previously, they had been following Robinson, who was born in the US Navy, in the waters of the Malacca Strait, and they had a considerable understanding of the waters of the Indonesian archipelago.

A Marine regiment trained on Hainan Island two years ago was also sent to Sivu Nga to prepare for a cross-sea operation on a passenger ship of the South Star Steamship Company and landed in Padang, the provincial capital of West Sumatra.

The Dutch and Indian authorities have always been very sloppy in their defense of Sumatra, with little fortification, and now they can only watch the South Chinese Army attack in several directions, constantly attacking Sumatra.

The first-line troops of the South China Army do not need to do it themselves, as long as they send the second-line troops directly into the local area, they can take over the power.

After returning from Medan, Batak and other indigenous chiefs actively cooperated with the Ministry of Interior of South China to establish a military government there. They collected a large amount of money from Nanhua and busily sold grain, coffee, pepper, minerals and other materials to the Meihua Company.

Under the grace and power of Gao Wei, the Batak and other indigenous people sent young people from their tribes to join the South China Army. Act as a mercenary. In fact. They are qualified lead party and translators.

With the participation of local natives, the progress of the South China Army was very smooth, liberating Sumatra within a month, while the main force of the 3rd and 4th South China Divisions went all the way south, and had already driven to the neighboring provinces of Riau and West Sumatra.

When the news reached Jakarta, they did not understand how the South Chinese army could pass through the dense rainforest, and they could kill themselves out of the forest and occupy one city after another.

Before the local Dutch and Indian governments could react, they became prisoners of the South China Army. As a result, the Dutch officials, who were originally high-ranking officials, became prisoners.

Gao Wei, Minister of the Interior, was so excited about the progress of the South China Army that he sent more than a dozen task forces to accept power with the army, and a large number of staff members of the Meihua Company became members of the task force. Busy accepting assets from the Dutch and Indian governments, and of course the property of wealthy Dutch merchants.

The South China military government confiscated all the properties of the Dutch merchants, and dealt with a number of bad Dutch merchants, distributing part of their property to the local indigenous nobles and buying the hearts and minds of the local natives.

The natives who had benefited from the benefits began to cooperate with the South China Army, and as South China implemented a more tolerant policy and allowed them to participate in the formation of the new government, the natives who had been crushed by the Dutch immediately changed their faces and actively cooperated with the South China Army.

At present, in addition to the six main divisions, the Nanhua Army has also formed 100,000 people from the 10th to 19th divisions of Nanhua. As a second-line unit, it is responsible for the task of policing the occupied areas.

These second-line troops were industrial workers, miners, farm workers, volunteer youths or other indigenous soldiers who came from all over the country.

If there are no accidents, if these security forces fight there in the future, they will get a lot of land there in the future. So the forces that dared to make amend with the Dutch and Indian authorities were mercilessly attacked by this group of people who longed for land, and in the end the losers lost a qiē, and the victors stood up from their corpses.

On the outskirts of Banda Aceh.

The first large-scale battle between the South Chinese Army and the Dutch and Indian colonial armies was about to begin. All the officers and men of the Second Division were gearing up and eager to try.

The steel guns have been polished, and the bayonets have been sharpened. The gunner opened the safety and loaded the bullets. They were a little nervous. From time to time, he touched the steel helmet on his head, hoping that this iron guy could protect his precious head.

More than a dozen armored vehicles rumbled, like beasts about to pounce out, tearing apart the enemy's defense line at any time with machine guns and machine guns.

The armored car was followed by more than two dozen trucks, loaded with soldiers. They were about to follow behind the armored body, using the submachine guns in their hands to eliminate the enemy troops that appeared in their eyes.

Artillery was placed in the rear. The second division was equipped with a 105mm howitzer battery, a 75mm mountain artillery battalion, and a number of mortars for the infantry.

The cannon had already withdrawn its artillery jacket, revealing a hideous face, pointing at the position of the Dutch and Indian army, and the shooting of Zhu Yuan had already been calculated, just waiting for the moment of catharsis.

In a secret base behind the artillery, five biplane Cummins F-1 fighters were neatly parked on the makeshift Runto.

Listening to 10 larger planes next to me, airport workers are constantly carrying bombs to the planes. Figures who bombed enemy artillery positions and destroyed fortifications fell into these planes.

The pilots are very young, most of them are ten years old, and they don't even have beards, but these days the pride of the sky are the elites who were selected from the thousands of students in Zhenhua Middle School in the United States and sent to the flight school for training for two or three years.

They were expensive, and therefore had high hopes, and the young men all silently looked at a handsome young blonde not far away, waiting for him to give an order.

Paul looked at the plane in front of him with a proud expression. He had some expectations and rushed from Medan to participate in the battle, but he was a little regretful because he was banned from flying.

"Hasn't the command given an order yet?" Paul asked the young Chinese adjutant next to him. The Chinese officer was also in charge of spying on Paul every step of the way, and did not allow him to get on the plane, so that Paul's intention to get through the customs could not succeed.

"It's not up yet, there's still 5 minutes left." The young Chinese adjutant replied with a straight face, reminding the not so good-tempered and delicate Air Force commander not to be so anxious.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet, the atmosphere became oppressive, and it was unpleasant to be exposed to the sun for a long time in the heat of summer.

Although it was 8 o'clock in the morning, the sun was not hot, but it was a little shaky, and many officers and men began to sweat on their heads, and they were a little nervous.

Situ Yong sat at the headquarters. Watch the officers come in and out. Somewhat impatient. He looked at his watch again and asked the chief of staff next to him, the German George? "Are all the troops ready?" ”

"Yes. The Dutch will soon be enjoying the gifts we have carefully prepared. Verzell smiled, looking confident. But it seems that the expression on his face is still a little stiff, which may be the stereotypical seriousness unique to the German ** people.

The battle was about to break out, and the pre-war torment was a little uncomfortable, and time was slowed down little by little.

Major General Fanny looked up at the sky, it was blue, cloudless, and it was really good weather.

In the windless environment, he almost felt that the air was about to freeze. Breathing is a little difficult.

Suddenly, his eyelids jumped, and an unexplained panic broke out in his heart.

This is an ominous omen. He thought to himself.

I saw a fire ahead. The shrill whistling of enemy shells broke the silence before the battle, and the battle began!

The high-speed flying shells smashed heavily into the positions of the Dutch and Indian colonial troops, and even the people and earth were blown to pieces, which shocked Major General Fanny's heart.

The other side actually used a large-caliber cannon? The Dutch-Indian colonial army only had a dozen 75mm howitzers, and Major General Fanny secretly felt bad.

In addition to large-caliber artillery, the 75mm caliber mountain artillery battalion of the South China Army also joined the artillery chorus.

The stout artillerymen, shirtless, kept stuffing heavy shells into the barrels and firing them as fast as they could, as if they were afraid that the battle would come to an abrupt end and they would have nowhere to vent.

I think the battle started by them. These men are like being beaten with chicken blood, and they are full of strength.

The powerful artillery fire of the South Chinese Army almost lost the distraction of the Dutch and Indian colonial troops, when had they ever seen such ferocious artillery fire?

They usually bullied the natives with bows and arrows and arquebuses, and rarely used artillery fire, only two Maxine machine guns were enough.

The shelling of the South Chinese Army would not fall on the indigenous officers and soldiers at the first time, and the first to enjoy hospitality were the Dutch artillerymen.

After all, artillery is a technical work, and the artillery of the Dutch and Indian colonial army is all served by the Dutch, and the Sundanese and Javanese natives are not qualified to approach the Dutch artillery.

It's a pity that Nanhua's artillery technology still needs to be strengthened, and it didn't directly hit the Dutch artillery positions at the first time, otherwise the Dutch and Indian colonial troops would not have to play, and they would have surrendered directly without artillery.

"Fight back! Fight back! Major General Fanny ordered.

After a while. The Dutch artillery finally returned fire, only with a somewhat weak firepower, but with good accuracy.

Several shells hit the artillery positions of the South China Army directly, killing more than a dozen South China Army artillerymen who were caught off guard, and causing the South China Army artillery to stop for a moment. The momentum has weakened somewhat.

In this way, the artillery of both sides began to fire against each other. After adjustments. The artillery fire of the South China Army gradually became accurate, and with its powerful firepower, it slowly suppressed the artillery fire of the Dutch and Indian colonial troops.

"Damn it! Shift your ground! The Dutch artillery major ordered, not daring to play hard with the South Chinese artillery again.

"Damn bastard, I don't know why the enemy has such powerful artillery fire, what the intelligence officer does." The Dutch artillery major cursed incessantly. Just now he had already lost 4 cannons.

After a round of artillery battles, the artillery of the South China Army continued their efforts and aimed their guns at the enemy's infantry positions. Then a large number of shells fell on the heads of the infantrymen who had just been watching the excitement.

The fortifications of the Dutch and Indian colonial army were very sloppy, some horses were hastily placed in front of the position, and the trenches were not dug deep, less than one meter, barely accommodating the thin bodies of those indigenous soldiers. This is still a trench specially ordered by Major General Fanny, otherwise those careless native soldiers may directly take the stacks of weeds and put them in front of them.

At the moment they regretted it, and when the shells fell on their heads, they almost hit one by one, tearing the papier-mâché line to shreds.

The native soldiers hid in the trenches, clasping their heads and shouting, panicking, when suddenly something fell from the sky and fell on their heads, soft, wet and smelling of blood, which was one of their companion's hands, and the other limbs did not know where they had gone.

Some of the savvy natives hid in the gun pit, well, it was deeper than the trench they had dug, and it was almost impossible for two shells to fall into the same gun pit.

They were safe for the time being, but they were still lying on the ground trembling and not daring to move. The indigenous soldiers on the front-line positions were terrified, and it was useless to let the Dutch officers shout.

In fact, many Dutch officers were blinded, and they were also shocked by the powerful artillery fire of the South Chinese Army. Although the European continent had only recently ended that brutal war, the First World War had little to do with the Dutch, at least most Dutch officers had not yet experienced it.

They just read the newspapers and talk about the war now, like after dinner.

Well, their opponents can only be natives who use rudimentary weapons.

"Hold on! Resist! Warlords, prepare for me! Death to those who retreat! From time to time, such cries were remembered in the positions of the Dutch and Indian colonial troops, and the Dutch officers shouted loudly at the panicked native soldiers, trying to calm them down, and at the same time venting their own fears.

Major General Fanny put down the binoculars, his face was a little ugly, now it was only an artillery bombardment, it was only 5 minutes, and the South Chinese army had not yet charged, and there were signs of collapse of his own defensive line.

"It's a tough battle!"

Major General Fanny sighed inwardly.

Looking back at the Dutch officer beside him with a somewhat panicked face, he frowned and shouted: "Cheer me up, this is a battle related to the rise and fall of the kingdom, and there must be no loss." If you fall into those yellow-skinned monkeys, it will not only be a shame, but also a life! ”

After some reprimand, the Dutch officer's face improved and his morale reinvigorated.

"Be sure to resist! What the? Deserter! Shot! And those indigenous officers, to warn them. Major General Fanny gave orders to the commanders of the front.

Although from time to time the indigenous soldiers were blown to pieces by artillery fire, after the iron-blooded suppression of the Dutch officers, the feelings of the indigenous soldiers calmed down and gradually adapted to the artillery fire of the South China Army.

They had to do so, or they would be killed first by the pistols of the Overseers or the Dutch officers. The indigenous officers also understood the severity of the form, and knew that it would not work without fighting today, and they also helped to restrain the soldiers under them.

In this way, the defense line of the Dutch and Indian colonial forces was stabilized.

The sound of artillery is an order. After a round of unsatisfactory shelling, the chief of staff of Verzell gave the order to charge. So the fifteen armored cars, which had already started their engines, let out a rumbling cry and rushed to the position of the Dutch and Indian colonial troops in a daze.

The terrain in the city of Banda Aceh is not very good, the cross-country performance of the armored vehicles is somewhat bad, and three of them broke down halfway through.

So angry that the captains got out of the car and kicked it hard! It took most of the day to get it right, but the battle was over.

A few armored soldiers were not angry, and they were ready to rush forward with their weapons, but unfortunately they were finally pulled back by the commander. It is not easy to train an armored soldier, even if it is these low-level armored soldiers, it is a rare treasure in Nanhua.

If you are killed, it is not worth it!

Not only were the armored soldiers unlucky, but the trucks that followed behind also fell off their chains at critical moments, either stuck in the mud and could not get out or mechanical problems, and one of the tires was hit by a stray bullet, and the auto soldiers had to hurriedly get out of the car to change the tires.

This made the soldiers in the carriage, supposedly grenadiers) very discouraged, and could only watch with envy as the truck next to it whizzed by.

However, they were not discouraged, and rushed over with Thomson submachine guns in their hands, to the envy of the frustrated armored soldiers who were hovering next to the broken down armored car. They kept shouting at the South Chinese soldiers passing by: "Brother! Help me kill a few more black skins! ”

"Don't worry! Wait for my brother to kill the red-haired ghost and the black skin and come back to drink with you! ”

The smug voice from the front came back, and of course the thick exhaust fumes. (To be continued) q

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