The morning in Surabaya City begins with a very oppressive atmosphere.

Almost all Chinese shops have not opened. Last night, Xie Cunguan had asked Ma Wendu to send someone to close all the Chinese stores, some small shops, just counted the goods, those stores with valuable goods, and directly asked people to move the valuable things, leaving only some sundries and empty stores.

The riots began at about nine o'clock, and the rioters gradually gathered in groups from all directions near the most prosperous squares and commercial streets in Surabaya City, and then some people began to shout slogans: "Kill the Chinese dog!", "Slaughter the Chinese!", "Wash away the shame with the blood of the Chinese", and so on.

Almost immediately, someone reported the news to the Surabaya City Police Department.

When the policeman on duty ran upstairs in a panic and pushed open the door of the office of the director of Polava, he found that there were guests in the director's office. Seeing his panicked subordinates, Director Polawa couldn't help frowning and expressing his dissatisfaction.

But at this time, the police officer could no longer care about his dissatisfaction, and said loudly: "Director, something is wrong!"

"What's the matter?" Polava glanced at the guest opposite, and even took a sip of tea from the teacup in front of him, before he casually reproached, "Don't panic!"

"In Surabaya Square and Galaxy Square, a large number of young people gathered, and they shouted that they wanted to massacre the Chinese," the police officer hurriedly said: "There are a lot of people, more than thousands, and there are still people who keep gathering there, I am afraid of ......."

"What are you afraid of?" Chief Polawa said, glancing at him, "Let all the officers cancel their vacations." Go back to the police station and stand by! Send all the spies. Keep an eye on developments. Feel free to report me on the situation!"

When he finished giving the order, the officer was still standing there dumbfounded, and couldn't help but say, "That's it?"

"Of course, if someone in the police station wants to go out and see the excitement and take the opportunity to make a small fortune, I have no objection......!

The officer was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red. At this time, the fool could hear what the director meant, so he said loudly: "Understood." Director!", he pulled the door open and ran downstairs with a puff of smoke.

At this point, the guest opposite. He handed over a heavy suitcase in his hand.

"Thank you, Director!" said the short, stout man in a stiff Indonesian voice, "The Black Dragon Society will remember your affection, and you are welcome to bring your family to Japan at any time!"

"You're welcome, Mr. Watanabe!" Polava took the suitcase, weighed it with satisfaction, and received it in the cabinet in his office. While putting things down, he also said: "These Chinese have been for a long time, and if they don't give some color, they don't know how to write the two words Anfen......"

Middle- and high-level officials in many key parts of the Indonesian city of Surabaya received visitors like Watanabe.

By this time, several riot gathering points were already overcrowded, and the rioters finally began to move. They rushed to several commercial streets where Chinese gathered, and began to smash and loot.

Soon, the thugs sensed that something was wrong, and these once bustling commercial streets seemed a little deserted today.

All the Chinese shops are closed. The Chinese, who are usually known for their hard work, have not even opened their doors. Did they hear something? The mob smashed open the doors of the shops, and most of the shops were empty.

The scrambling began, and many Indonesian citizens passing by joined the frenzy.

A group of relatively organized thugs rushed directly to several large Chinese commercial buildings. Directly smashed open the door and rushed in. But to their surprise, a large number of daily goods were there, but some valuable goods such as gold and silver jewelry, famous watches and clothing, etc., were empty.

But a few of the leaders felt that something was wrong. These people are all members of the Warrior Brigade and are the backbone of the army who participated in the anti-Chinese riots in Jakarta in 98. Are the Chinese getting the information? Beside these people are the leaders of several ethnic extremist forces from the Indonesian island of Sumatra, and they have all been invited into Surabaya City with thousands of unruly atrocities. The purpose of their visit was to slaughter the Chinese, vent their emotions and make a fortune.

At this time, it seems obvious that the Chinese have transferred valuable things.

In fact, as early as a few days ago, the owners of these Chinese-run shopping malls, whether they are Chinese in Surabaya City, Chinese from other places, or even businessmen from the mainland and Taiwan, have all been warned by Ma Wendu, asking them to transfer all the bulk commodities to Chinatown, and in the warehouses he has prepared, there are only enough things to be sold here every day.

At first, these Chinese did not listen, but when the Chinese and Indonesians began to fight, and an unstable atmosphere began to appear among the Indonesians, these people began to shift things. However, at this time, it was naturally a little too late, so it was only too late to transfer those valuable commodities and a large number of daily necessities.

But that's it, they also reduced a lot of losses.

After several brigades of fighters contacted each other by telephone, the same was true in several other places. As a result, these people knew that the Chinese had indeed received the news and had transferred the goods and people.

On the one hand, the situation was reported, and on the other hand, these people were summed up, leaving some people behind, and they continued to lead the local young people and greedy people in Surabaya City, who had been fighting wildly, to continue to smash guns in Chinese shops here, robbing everything that could be robbed, and burning those who could not be robbed.

In addition, a group of people were assigned to burn and smash Chinese factories and some Chinese estates in Surabaya City.

In the end, the most organized group all came together to storm Chinatown.

After the phone call, vans that had been parked in a nearby parking garage drove out one after another, with machetes, steel pipes, sticks, and bamboo spears on them. Soon, the rioters were armed and shouted all the way to Surabaya's Chinatown.

In Chinatown, all the Chinese are concentrated in pieces, and Marven takes the prestigious old people in Surabaya Chinatown. reassuring everyone. All the Chinese billionaires. will make room for their own high-rise mansions for everyone to rest.

Lin Yaohui, President of the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce, led the people of the General Chamber of Commerce and stayed at the entrance of the street with Xie Cunguan.

A full 3,000 armed Chinese hot-blooded youths have been distributed throughout the streets of Chinatown.

Among them were thirteen of them with rattan strips, but they were spun at two ends, in order to increase the lethality of the poke. Some of them are holding machetes, but they are all custom-made by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, made by the local Indonesian natives, the Chinese kind of ghost head knives. What these people practice is basically the head-wrapping knife in the ordinary knife technique; Similar to the Miao knife, but obviously smaller than the one size, the knife with a short blade on the back, this is the knife with the twist buckle three knives unique to the heart of the door, and then more people. He was holding a one-meter-long short dart gun, a soft rattan handle, and a three-pound steel dart head, flashing with a cold cold light.

Without exception, 3,000 people wore cut-resistant vests made of nylon, and wore cut-resistant arm guards made of this fabric on their arms.

At this time, these people were in groups of ten, in teams of hundred, for a total of thirty teams. In each team of 100 people, there is a team leader and a team vice-president. All are played by dart gunners. The responsibility of the team deputy is to answer and convey instructions.

As for Zeng Shixiong, Zhu Xianghui, and Liu Fan, the spear god, they occupied the three commanding heights in Chinatown with one person and one sniper, and they did not kill the enemy, but only shot when a mob rushed to kill women, children, and the elderly.

Guns have to be used sparingly, otherwise, things will happen later. will be very passive.

And Xie Cunguan and the boxers invited by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce adopted the principle of voluntariness, and those who were willing to contribute to the Chinese in Surabaya City were incorporated into the volunteer team and formed a team. Specialized in firefighting. Urgently go there there.

As a result, a total of 30 people were willing to join, so it was also a team of 10 people. The captain of the first team is Liang Shan, who is calm but has a sense of adventure, and is one of the ideal candidates for captain; the second team is naturally Guo Tayu, Zheng Xiuqing went to the Liaonei Islands, but he returned to Surabaya City; the third team is Yang Chensheng, who is an old underworld in Shanghai, and he is used to leading people.

Everything is in place.

As for the Chinese factories outside, the Chinese workers and managers had long since withdrawn, and some valuable machines had also gone away or gone into hiding last night. I can't take care of anything else at this time.

When the rioters shouted and appeared at the entrance of Chinatown, Xie Cunguan made a gesture to Lin Yaohui, and the group began to retreat into Chinatown. The two hundred-man teams were sealed at the entrance of the street at once, and at the same time a loudspeaker was called.

"This is Chinatown, you are not welcome in the Chinese! All people are not allowed to enter, otherwise, you will bear the consequences! The consequences will be borne by yourself!" It was Zheng Liming who shouted, this stubborn old man, after sending his daughter and nephew away, he had to enter the front line to fight.

The thugs were immediately stunned, they thought of everything, but they never expected that the Chinese who got the news were not as frightened and weak as lambs as before, but put on such a posture.

The backbone of several fighter brigades were also stunned, but these people were all die-hard anti-Chinese elements. As soon as he summed it up, he looked at Hatatu's body.

Hatatu was an atrocity from Jakarta and a participant in the anti-Chinese riots of '98. He was not yet thirty years old at the time, but now he is in his forties. Unlike in '98, when he was a follower, today he is the leader.

During the riots of '98, he snatched a small bag of diamonds from a Chinese jewelry store, married a wife, had children, and lived a prosperous life. And this participation in the riots also gave him unparalleled excitement and stimulation, so after living a rich life, he continued to reminisce about the experience at that time.

So, he set up a "Chinese Nightmare" organization, which organized some people who participated in the riots in '98, and their favorite things in their daily interactions and lives together, in addition to physical training, were to recall their "achievements" in that riot, how many people you killed, how many women you raped, how much property you robbed, and so on.

Therefore, from the very beginning of the planning of this anti-Chinese incident, they were like cats who had not seen a fishy cat for a long time, full of expectation and excitement.

At this moment, when Hatatu saw the eyes of these people, he naturally understood what he meant. He immediately became as excited as a bull beaten with chicken blood, and he waved the machete in his hand, pointed at the two Chinese youths who were blocking in front of him, and shouted: "Do you see there? There are countless riches there, and dreams that we will never forget! There we can slaughter those sheep and rape their women as we please...... What we have to do now is to use the knives in your hands to open the door there! Do you want to go, warriors of Indonesia!"

"Yes!" roared the members of the Chinese Nightmare who had gathered around him.

"Then what are you hesitating about, rush with me!" Hatatu roared, and rushed to the front with a machete.

The members of the "Chinese Nightmare" behind him immediately screamed and followed, brandishing machetes and sticks in their hands, roaring, as if they had returned to 1998, when they were young, they were furious, and they were the sons of God who ruled life and death!

"Keep up!" As Hatatu and the others rushed forward, the leaders of several warrior brigades instructed several extremist leaders from other places around them. (To be continued......)