"I don't know the history of Nanyang, but I remember that during this period of 93, there didn't seem to be any tragedy of large-scale massacre of compatriots by natives."

After a moment of silence, Hanjiang, a member of the team, was the first to speak, muttering such a sentence.

Although the statement in his mouth is more euphemistic, it shows that this buddy has the idea that he doesn't plan to complete this side quest in his heart.

It's not that he is ruthless, sitting back and watching the tragedy happen to these compatriots; It's not that I don't care about the space equipment, so many supplies will not be available.

It's just a little helpless about the current situation.

It is a very helpless choice under the lesser of two evils.

In addition, although Hanjiang did not say it explicitly, the surrounding teams were basically clear; In the modern plane, the practices of some compatriots in the Nanyang region are really difficult to explain.

The saying that the fellow saw the fellow and shot him in the back is already very illustrative.

"We've all been here twice in this mission world, and we've done so many things, and it's normal for some different changes to occur.

However, some compatriots in the modern plane are disgusting, even more annoying than foreign devils, and this statement is also true. ”

I have lived in Lijiapo for several years, and I have a lot of contact with the God of Wealth for the compatriots in the Nanyang area, and then I said it in my mouth.

But after hearing the above statement, Hu Biao knew that as the commander of the team, he had to say something.

For this reason, after looking at everyone in a circle, looking at the team members with different expressions and reactions, he said solemnly:

"Some of the compatriots in the region in the modern plane really don't do personnel and specialize in their own people, which is even more annoying than foreign devils.

But there is a considerable part of the reason, because some subsequent imperial courts such as Daqing and the Republic of China only know how to ask for it, and they don't know the return, which can be regarded as hurting their hearts.

In the slaughter of the natives again and again, the mother country did not take good care of them.

Then they had no choice but to try to actively integrate into the local society, and their mentality and cognition have changed a lot.

In general, it is still the mother country that loses them.

It's just that they also forgot that the flower planter is not as simple as Guo Jia at all, but a civilization disguised as Guo Jia, and they are connected by blood.

It is fundamentally different from the concept of Guo Jia promoted in the West.

Actively blending in doesn't really do much.

Therefore, I personally think that the Nanyang compatriots in the current year must be saved; It's definitely not that since the Dutch people killed their people, we can't do anything about it.

Of course, this is just my personal thoughts and cognition, and I don't force everyone to listen to me; Let's just raise your hands to vote, and those who are willing to complete side quests raise their hands. ”

Under this statement, the concubine raised her hand high with a 'swoop'.

But compared to Hu Biao's movements, it was even faster.

This girl reacted so quickly, not only to support her old man, but also because she thought of the woman who died in front of her, and there was an angry fire burning in her heart.

Then there is Xiaomei, who also raised an arm and strongly expressed her support for the cheapest brother-in-law.

Others were a little hesitant.

It's not that they don't want to save people, but they have some other concerns.

Just like Huang Yizhi, who asked after hesitating for a while: "What if Da Yin intervenes, what do you have a specific plan, Lao Hu." ”

"If he dies as a butcher, he can still eat hairy meat; So because of the threat of the Great Yin Empire, everyone didn't do anything. ”

After hearing this, Hu Biao first scolded such a sentence.

Then, he continued: "More than 30 years have passed, and the magic capital, Liaodong and the fleet cannot be contacted, and the current situation in the world is dark, who can say what to do."

Let's go to Surabaya City first, and then inquire more about the situation, it's nothing more than soldiers coming to block the water and cover the earth~"

Faced with such a statement, everyone in the team no longer had any objections.

After the arms were raised high, it was a consensus to complete the side mission and let the compatriots in Surabaya City avoid a tragedy.

But even so, they didn't go to Surabaya City immediately.

Instead, I went to the village where AT and Chen Tang had found at 12 o'clock.

After the division of labor and cooperation, the diggers who dug the pits, carried the people, and wrapped the compatriots who had obviously died at the hands of the natives in a mat and put them into the ground one by one.

This is the only thing they can do for these compatriots at the moment.

It needs to be explained that the work of wrapping those compatriots who died in battle in a mat and carrying them to the soil pit was carried out by five rookies, including Lao Ping, Lao Ma, Ban'er Brick, Onion, and Misty Eye.

In such a process, even Ban'er Brick, a veteran of the modern plane, or a rookie of Asir couldn't help but vomit twice when moving the rotting corpse.

The other four people, including Lao Ma, vomited until even the jaundice water was clean.

So much so that when they finished burying and began to march towards Surabaya City in the distance, the faces of these five unlucky people were as white as white paper.

Therefore, these five rookies at this time, they have no idea that they are about to start a game, which can let them blow a legendary experience for a lifetime......

******

A group of forty-one people from the Xuange camp, as well as several systematic war horses, entered Surabaya City in the East Java region in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Let's be honest! Before they officially entered this city, they had a good impression of this city.

In the evening, the scorching sun softened; When the sea breeze blows on the body, it makes people feel very comfortable.

On the side of the road, you can see that the golden rice trees are undulating in the wind.

Or maybe there are large areas of sugar cane forests, rubber plantations, and even orchards dotted with a dense network of water.

Durian, mangosteen, star fruit, rambutan, lotus mist, ginseng fruit, balat and other tropical fruits that can be said to be rare in Daqing, but they can be found everywhere here.

So much so that in the air, there is a hint of sweet fruity aroma.

Looking at Surabaya City from afar, there are a large number of low-rise thatched huts of the local people, dotted with many Chinese and Western-style buildings, which look like some tropical style.

Such a scene, compared with the small county town of the modern plane, even a small town is far from enough.

But compared to the Daqing people in everyone's memory, such a life of eating the last meal and not the next meal, I don't know how much stronger.

However, as everyone walked to the outskirts of the city, the perception in their hearts immediately changed dramatically.

Because in their impression, in Surabaya City, where there are hundreds of thousands or even more Chinese living in the local area, they don't see many compatriots at all.

Even on the asphalted main road, some of the shops on both sides look like they were opened by Chinese compatriots from the architectural style and shop signs.

But at this point, these shops are basically closed.

Only through the cracks in the plank, a pair of eyes full of fear and panic appeared, indicating that there were still some of their own compatriots hiding inside.

On both sides of the road where two carriages could be accommodated in parallel, and in the silence of some shops.

On the contrary, there are very many of the natives who are black and thin, holding baleng knives in their hands, chewing raw betel nuts in their mouths, and their mouths are full of blood red.

Just like the situation that Guifei and Yu Hanfeng encountered in a small village.

When they looked at the people who had all changed into the clothes of the Daqing civilians, and even some of them were wearing a hat on their heads, their eyes were indescribably ferocious and cold, as if they were looking at a pile of dead things.

The fundamental reason why they didn't do it immediately was because there were still some Dutch colonial patrols on the streets.

These lazy-looking guys with wooden helmets and old-fashioned uniforms didn't stop the natives from doing it right away.

However, from the very playful and greedy eyes of these patrol officers, Hu Biao couldn't help but 'groan~' in their hearts.

Because they have an intuition, the city of Surabaya today is a powder keg, and a little spark can make these natives wield their butcher knives desperately.

Therefore, it is necessary to find out what is happening in order to defuse this crisis among the local compatriots.

In terms of speed, it must also be as fast as possible.

It's just that while walking, everyone has already walked far away in the city, and they haven't even met a single compatriot, so they can't find anyone to inquire at all, so how can they figure out the situation?

Just when Hu Biao was a little worried, the door of a hotel on the side of the road was opened.

A fifty or sixty-year-old Chinese old man, with a nervous face, opened the door a little and poked his head out, and shouted in an official dialect with a strong eastern Guangdong accent:

"When is it, you're still running around outside, don't you want to die? Hurry on in~"

After hearing this, although Hu Biao and the others were not afraid of the scene in front of them at all, the feeling of watching and helping each other between compatriots was indescribably warm......

(End of chapter)