The shelling stopped, and all the people on board the three merchant ships, except for the officers and men on the Anlan, were silently looking at the Qiē in front of them, shocked by the hell on earth that their naval artillery fire had created in less than half an hour.

"This is a strong ship! At the beginning, Daoguang Ye and Xianfeng Ye were broken by this thing! "A martial artist in the dart game, he looks like he's not too young. The carving knives of the years left furrows in his face. Looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes were blurred, and he seemed to have something in mind......

On the Advance, the second officer, Makarov, opened his already big mouth and stared blankly at the sea of fire in the distance. It seems that he was shocked that such a thousand-ton old gunboat as the Anlan ship could have such powerful firepower.

Song Qin, the chief dart head of the Guangzhou Nanhai Dart Bureau, had a distant fire in his eyes, and said coldly in his mouth. "Be ready for battle. It's time for us to play. "He has never been a soldier, but over the years, the martial arts hall has become a dart game, he is in the Indochina Peninsula, in Lanfang, and there is a lot of blood under his hands.

"Hey!" A Japanese who looked the same as the Chinese nodded in response, "The last time we check the equipment, it's our turn soon!" The leaders of each team asked their subordinates to take care of their equipment and remove all the excess things, so as not to hinder the landing! ”

Born in the standing team, Takagi has been in China for many years, and his Chinese language is very pure.

The Anlan ship had one hundred and fifty people, and Liu Guanxiong organized one-third of the people, led by Gao Xianyun, and landed on the shore to cooperate with the team of martial artists of the Dart Bureau to fight on land.

Several small wooden boats were lowered from the side of the ship, and twenty sailors set off as the first wave of landing forces, and then rowed a hundred meters later. The planks hit the ground of the pier and launched a landing operation.

"Pay attention to your balance. Rifle up! Don't fall overboard! ”

"When you go ashore, you do what you do with your land training. Threesomes, spread out on the spot! ”

The vanguard led by Gao Xianyun soon landed on land, and it was already dark, only the dilapidated wooden houses more than two hundred meters away were still burning.

When a hundred warriors and fifty sailors slowly approached the port area that had been blasted into a huge fire in the shape of a large fan, under the firelight, what came into view was a scorched black and rubble, and scattered sections of corpses that had been burned out of shape, and the air was filled with a strange smell of charcoal and burnt incense.

A young sailor had a sore throat straight in his head. A stream of gastric juice mixed with dinner spat out.

Gao Xianyunqi's face turned red, and the well-informed martial artists let out a mocking laugh......

Takagi was accustomed to life and death, kicked off the two burnt severed arms at his feet, and looked at several corpses, "Captain, these are dead people. They had already been killed by pirates before we shelled them. ”

Gao Xianyun didn't care about the difference at all. It's still the 19th century. "Divided into three teams, they searched fan area and found pirate militants. Shoot on the spot! ”

Everyone was silent. Perhaps there were so-called human rights fighters in the late 19th century, but this 'human rights' definitely did not include pirates!

A military flag was planted on the side of the dock, and dozens of torches were lit. The officers and men were under the command of non-commissioned officers and were divided into squads. Divide into three groups and begin to occupy the vantage ground around you.

On the Anlan ship, Liu Guanxiong held a telescope in addition to the torch and the military flag shining in the firelight. There was nothing to see anymore, but he smiled with satisfaction.

The port of Machen was sacked by pirates. The order established here by the Dutch collapsed. But this stall caught up with me. God really help me, let myself establish meritorious deeds!

This Machen Port will be restored tomorrow. That will also be the Chinese port of Machen, no longer the port of the Dutch. Taking this opportunity, Lan Fang was even able to move beyond the stubborn Phuket people in the jungle and establish a base directly in the southeast corner of Borneo.

My own contribution can be described as great!

The port of Machen is located at the mouth of two great rivers in Borneo, and the terrain is called a flat terrain. The highest elevation in the surrounding area is only a low slope with an altitude of only a few tens of meters.

The flames in the port area are gradually extinguished. After a short rest, thirty sailors accompanied by sixty or seventy warriors began to move in the direction of the port area, but within ten minutes, a small church appeared in everyone's eyes.

There is a certain number of Dutch people in the port of Malchen, and churches are essential. The Dutch had always wanted to introduce the church to the Bugites, but it was almost ineffective.

There were still a few houses in front of the church, but they had clearly just been baptized, and none of the huts were intact under the light of the torches, and some of them were covered with dried blood.

"Arm, you take a group of people from that side and occupy that two-story building over there. Leopard, your people are up in the fire! Everyone else comes with me, everyone be vigilant! ”

Takagi looked at the dark wooden chapel dozens of meters ahead, tightened the pistol in his hand, and walked away.

"Darthead, there's someone inside!"

Three or five martial artists leaned against the door of the chapel, and one of them shrugged his nose and quietly pointed inside.

It's a pity that the wooden windows of the chapel are tightly closed, the black lights are blinding, and the situation inside is unknown, even if there are living people in the tickets packed by his subordinates, Takagi does not dare to rush his subordinates into it.

"Do you want this?" A sailor non-commissioned officer thought for a moment and took out a grenade from his waist, his expression gradually becoming hideous.

Takagi shook his head and pressed the other man's hand, "Shout." No one squeaks anymore with grenades. ”

He glanced at the sailor and the non-commissioned officer and the others, and muttered softly a few times. Several people nodded in unison, and then quietly touched the door.

"We are China's navy, passing by the port of Machen, we found that something was wrong, so we sent troops ashore. If there's anyone inside, shout! Seeing that his companion was already in place, Takagi took a deep breath and shouted loudly in Chinese.

"Chinese? God, come and save us......"

Nothing unexpected happened, but a few female cries finally broke the silence. It's just that Takagi couldn't understand what the female voice inside was saying. With a hand, he poked the torch open a window and threw it into the chapel, only to hear an exclamation inside.

The door was slammed open, and several torches were thrown in. Then several martial artists rolled into the church, raised their guns one after another, and pointed at the men, women, and children crowded together in front of them.

"The darts are all civilians. Oh, these big Yanmar hammers are really big, and they are ...... white," a martial artist in his twenties grinned as he looked at the large white breasts of a young European woman closest to him.

A small church. Nearly 20 European-American civilians were crowded. Some were also wounded, their clothes stained with blood, and several of them were armed with short guns.

The sailor strode into the church. Say in English:

"Whoever dares to mess around, I will shoot him!" His face was full of terrible Yan sù. "Now hand over your weapons. If you are civilians, we guarantee your personal safety. ”

There are more than 100 Europeans in the port of Marchen, of which 30 are members of the port guard. But these old and weak Europeans in the church were the only remaining Europeans found by the troops in the entire Malchen port area, and all of them were Dutch.

During the time when the troops 'searched' the entire port area, more than 100 captured pirates were killed, and the leaders and main forces of these pirates had already fled to the interior of Borneo.

The sixteen pirate ships are a combination of three pirates, with a total strength of 700 men. Suddenly, the raid on Machen Port, a port with a garrison of less than 200 people, and a port without even a coastal defense cannon, has been bought off as a port for some of the Phuket people in the garrison, it is too easy, too simple!

Counting the pirates killed in the pirate ship and in the sea, half of the team of seven hundred people should have been wiped out.

But whether to continue the pursuit or not will have to wait until after dawn to conduct reconnaissance before making a decision. Although three or four hundred pirates will not be the opponent of the combined marines of sailors + darts armed with heavy machine guns, repeating rifles and 60 mortars when they fight head-on, if they get into the jungle and the distance is too far, there will be a lot of changes.

It's dawn.

A large number of immigrants descended to the port and quickly dug a trench around the port area, and the excavated soil formed a wall with the debris of the port area. Of the Dutch and Phuket people found, Liu Guanxiong is still organizing clerks to distinguish them.

Anyway, what he has in his hands is strong labor, and there is no shortage of these two or three hundred people. There were originally at least 2,000 Phuket natives living in Machen Port, and this catastrophe was not one out of ten.

In the afternoon, a vacant transport ship turned around and headed west for Point Poutin. The distance from Malchen Port to Point Putin is much closer than the distance from Malchen to Surabaya. There was a military station of the South Ocean Fleet and, more importantly, where there was a telegraph.

The sooner Beijing becomes aware of this, the greater Liu's own merits and China's interests will be.

How long has it been since the last Lanfang riot? The territory of Lan Fong province has not made significant progress. The Dutchman followed the back of the British's ass and picked up a big bargain.

Three days later, Liu Guanxiong received instructions from the Nanyang Fleet, and his level was not qualified enough to receive orders directly from Beijing. Before reporting the news to Beijing, Liu Guanxiong first reported it to the Nanyang Fleet, and then the Nanyang Fleet went to Beijing.

All the migrants were resettled on the spot, and the port of Machen was restored to the greatest extent possible.

There didn't seem to be any special words, but Liu Guanxiong's face bloomed after looking at it. This is obviously the imperial court wants to occupy Machen Port by itself!

Beijing at this time.

A carriage with a Dutch flag slowly drove into the Foreign Office.

The Ambassador of the Netherlands to China, Klaes. Hunter got out of the carriage, his face grim. What is the reason why the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs suddenly came to look for itself? What is the problem?

Hunter had a bad feeling in his heart. His face was very stern, and his back was straight.

Guo Songtao stood at the door of his office to greet Hunter's arrival. Hunt's heart was about to burst with a blank face. God, is there something big going on in the world? How politely did China's foreign minister treat himself as a Dutch ambassador? (To be continued......)