Vol 3 Chapter 208: Air strike under Jakarta

"Chinese, go back"
"Chinese, go back"
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Early in the morning, thousands of people marched on the streets of Jakarta, Indonesia, like poisonous mushrooms growing from the mountains after the rain.
Instigated by an unknown force, thousands of Indonesians took to the streets. In addition to slogans and banners with Chinese characters crisscrossed in their hands, they also had axe, machete and shotgun. The Indonesian monkeys rushing in front of the crowd even shouted against the slogan with a lame Indonesian accent, shouting the jerky Chinese words, and the momentum was like a group of monkeys coming out of the cage, starting to walk down the street toward the Chinese Shop launched an attack.
"We don't need to negotiate, the Chinese roll back"
"We want revenge, Greater Natuna"
"Great Natuna cannot be given to the Chinese."
The thugs shouted their lame slogans and began to hit the Chinese shops. When they saw the Chinese on the road, like the beasts saw the food, the howling rushed up. They were originally anti-China, but this time they found the best excuse, and they were the best incited and encouraged.
The thugs were greedy and lazy, and woke up early in the morning to do destruction. In contrast, the Chinese people got up early in the morning, went out to work, and went to school. Small vendors also opened the store, and even the dock workers who were working hard were sweating. The towel is ready to go to the dock.
However, as before, the thugs did not have any signs, and for no real reason rushed to the streets and began to search for Chinese from house to house.
The Chinese who are extremely experienced but lack the means of resistance, at this time, there is only one way, that is, to escape, to escape, to continually escape from the family property and family business, and to let the Indonesian monkeys grab the property to escape their lives.
"Boss Wang, run away, leave the grocery store alone."
Several Chinese carrying their children, hurriedly rushed across a Chinese grocery store on the street corner, and saw that the boss Wang, who was honest in Pakistan, was still loading goods behind the counter, shouting loudly, "Indonesian beasts are crazy, run away."
"What? Those beasts are going crazy again. I have guys hidden under the counter. Everyone gets some points." There are not many other things in the grocery store, but there are a lot of kitchen knives and the like. At the grocery store, he rushed out with a large wooden box chopper, and fell to the ground. The wooden box cracked open and scattered the kitchen knives. "One hand."
Jakarta, Indonesia has few or even a few streets, and the area near the Dutch Colonial Government House is slightly more prosperous. Therefore, as soon as the Chinese living in Jakarta were driven away, they unknowingly fled towards the busiest place. Because poor and lazy Indonesians tend to live in more suburban areas, mobs are basically the lowest class citizens, and Chinese people are better off due to hard work and getting rich. Living in a large area between the colonial area and the Indonesians.
Crowds were pouring out of several streets. The Chinese who led the family and the children madly escaped in front of them, while behind them were Indonesian thugs who were several times more frantically chasing after them.
However, after all, the Indonesian thugs are more greedy. In the process of chasing, whenever they see a shop with Chinese characters written in them, or a Chinese shop they are familiar with, they just kick the door open and then run in and rob. Some thugs even throbbed because of a cup and a pack of candles. However, more mobs robbed a fire, and then chased wildly toward the Chinese ahead.
"Woohoo ... Dad, I'm afraid ..."
The Chinese ignored their years of savings and took their children, their parents, and their wives to escape, but the children on their bodies couldn't help crying.
"Do n’t be afraid, the beasts who are killed these days do n’t want our Chinese to survive. After this time, Dad ’s family ruins will send you back to the mainland.
The man was holding the child, pulling his wife, and coaxing his arms while he was constantly Crying son.
"Hurry up, spread more, spread more ..."
Another dozen of the most backward Chinese were almost caught up. At this time, one of the men carrying a briefcase opened the bag in his hand and pulled out a stack of cash issued by Dutch colonists. Banknotes spilled wildly behind him.
"Hmm ..."
The mob saw the bills flying in the sky, finally slowed down, and scrambled for coins, so that the last group of Chinese could escape.
The population of Jakarta as a whole is not large. Indonesians, Chinese and Westerners add up to 200,000 suburbs. However, the situation of Chinese in Jakarta is not as good as that of Hanzhong Island. In Hanzhong Island, more than 80 people are Chinese. Indonesians want to do something to exterminate humanity. They also have to ask the Chinese in the hands of the sword, guns and sticks. They do n’t agree. Many more, but Indonesians haven't taken much advantage, unless it is like this time, Indonesian indigenous leaders collect mobs from other places to land on the island.
"Comrades, the Indonesian beasts behind us are keeping up, let's fight with them together."
Thousands of Chinese people started to concentrate more and more. On one or two streets, they fled towards the richest city in Jakarta. The mob surrounded them in three directions, but there was no large-scale mob in the direction of the Dutch Government House.
In the face of the mob behind, looking at the shops that they have been fortunate for many years, but now burned by a fire, the Chinese cried out one by one. If there were not too many Indonesian beasts behind them, they would have gone back desperately. It's not that they are timid, they really can't let go of their children, parents, and wives, and can only take them to follow the crowd to escape.
Judging from the dense mob, I am afraid that no less than tens of thousands of Indonesian mobs are chasing the Chinese.
"Comrades, our Chinese ambassador is negotiating with the Dutch in Jakarta. Let's ask Mr. Ambassador for help."
A young man jumped out of the crowd, climbed into a trash can next to him, and shouted loudly to the fleeing crowd.
"Go to the Governor's House and see the ambassador, and ask the ambassador to decide for us."
At this time, the incident on Hanzhong Island was like a beacon, so that almost all the Chinese who were hunted down saw a glimmer of light. Yes, they are all Chinese, and the motherland's mainland will rescue them, and they will certainly not sit idly by and watch their own compatriots slaughtered innocently.
When they were desperate, they placed the last trace on the motherland. The whole Jakarta, only the negotiating ambassador named Zhou Guolai was their life-saving straw.
The crowd began to rush towards the Governor's House in Jakarta. The Indonesian beasts behind, if not for greed, spent their time robbing and setting fire, the Chinese would have suffered a great deal. However, after the mob came out of the Chinese store, they were still unsatisfied. The wanton looting and the wanton burning led to their beastly beastness rising infinitely, like wild dogs, rushing towards the Chinese fleeing crowd ahead.
Early in the morning, Jakarta's Governor's House, accompanied by assistants and guards, Zhou Guolai went to the Governor's House to continue negotiations.
However, the new day of negotiations has not yet begun, and both sides of the negotiators have received this shocking news.
"What? The Indonesians are hunting down the Chinese?" Zhou Guo came to his feet and stood up, hesitating to diplomatic etiquette, and walked straight to the balcony of the Government House negotiation building.
Looking from this angle, Zhou Guolai can already see the crowd in the streets rushing to this side.
Behind the Dutch East India Governor von Babbitt heard that he couldn't help but realize what he realized half a moment, regardless of the royal negotiator of the royal court who followed Zhou, and went behind alone, calling a governor. Government officer.
"Barnes, tell me if you did it."
The Governor is very clear that the previous small-scale incitement has not been done by the Royal Government, and he has acquiesced several times, because this will help to consolidate the Kingdom of the Netherlands in East India.
"Master, what are you talking about? The subordinates don't quite understand."
Von Babbett saw his captain pretending to be unknowingly angered, and pulled out a pistol and stood on top of him. "I am the Governor of the Dutch East India. The negotiator of the negotiations here is nothing I have a hundred counts and I can throw you in prison at any time. Tens of thousands of Indonesian mob, I don't mind throwing you out. "
"General, Governor, I ... no, it was ... it was the messenger who made me do this."
"The Indonesian monkeys, are you fanning behind your back?"
"Master, this is the idea of ​​the Minister of Negotiations. He said that he would give the Chinese a bit of a look. Let us launch some Indonesians to protest at the Governor's Mansion and disrupt the negotiations so that they can step back at the negotiation table. If the Chinese do not Stepping back, their ambassador will see a massacre of the Chinese with their own eyes. I, I, I do n’t know how, there will be tens or tens of thousands of people.
The Dutch officer finally did not dare to conceal his immediate boss and quickly To explain. He was also frightened. How could a protest demonstration with less than 1,000 people be expected to turn into a violent anti-China riot of tens of thousands? This is enough to shake the colonial rule of the Kingdom of the Netherlands.
"The interests and dignity of the kingdom will be thrown into the sea by you stupid guys and that even more stupid negotiator." Von Babbett resisted the urge to pull the trigger, and maintained the negotiation situation he was struggling to maintain. Maybe it has come to an end.
"But ... the Minister of Negotiations said that we could push the charges on Indonesians, and he signaled that we would finally arrest Indonesians punitively. The Minister also said that the Western world would not care about how many Chinese people died, they would only care How many people in the civilized world have died, the Indonesians assure us that they will not infringe the property of any Westerners, nor will they hurt any Westerners ... "
Von Babbett waved his hand, signaled that he could roll off, and let such a lunatic be the negotiator, and the decline of the Netherlands did not seem to be accidental.
He couldn't help but secretly say that those politicians and those royal families lie on the throne of power all year round and enjoy, where to understand that the Chinese today are not the former pigtails, and the Netherlands may be instigated by this stupidity. Pay a huge price.
"Maybe I can save the Netherlands"
On the balcony, Zhou Guolai looked at the crowd constantly in the distance and could not wait any longer. When he turned around, he saw the negotiator came out.
"Mr. Spears, you have also seen that the Indonesians are pursuing my compatriots. This is the Dutch East India. You should take it immediately to stop this atrocity."
Zhou Guolai had been going to talk to the assistant, but was blocked by the road. He immediately said to the special envoy like the fat pig.
"Oh, dear Mr. Zhou Guolai, my eyesight is not good. Isn't it safe around the Governor's House? Where are mobs?"
Spilspi said with a smile, waving his hand, thinking he was chic, regardless of what Zhou Guo said.
Zhou Guolai resisted the deep aversion in his heart, stepped over the fat pig, walked to his assistant, and whispered something, and then the security agent nodded and walked to a balcony with a Chinese guard Corner, took out something and stuck it to my ear, began to whisper.
At the same time, a red telephone rang in the captain's room of the cruiser Suzhou at the port of Jakarta.
"Well? Deputy Minister Zhou's short-range speaker."
Captain Zhu Yaozong of Suzhou is no stranger to this equipment. Before Zhou Guo came ashore, the staff of the Ministry of Security told him that once the red speaker rang, it meant that an emergency occurred.
"I am Zhu Yaozong"
"Captain Zhu, an emergency in Jakarta, large-scale riots , tens of thousands of Indonesian mobsters are hunting down thousands of Chinese, the current situation is very urgent, you must go to the fleet and army near Hanzhong Island as fast as possible Ministry reported. "
"Yes"
Zhu Yaozong hung up the phone and shouted to the communication staff with a near roar, "Jakarta is violent , and quickly reported to the fleet commander Liu and the military."
Three minutes later, Zhang Shusheng's office.
"Bang bang ... Chairman, there is an emergency."
The unprecedented emergency knock on the door interrupted Zhang Shusheng's thinking, because Zhou Guolai was negotiating in Jakarta in the past two days, and his mind was in the direction of Indonesia. Just now he happened to think of the terrible massacre of the next generation in 1998. Hearing the anomalous knock on the door, his heart jumped, "Come in"
Mao Yun first rushed in three steps and delivered the telegram to Zhang Shusheng's hands with sweat. It was unprecedentedly fast. It was only four minutes. From the situation where Zhu Yaozong received a short-distance call from Suzhou, to the presentation of information. It took only four minutes to get to Zhang Shusheng's table. This is because New China has a very complete emergency mechanism.
"Jakarta is violent , the Chinese are being hunted down, and the Chinese are currently fleeing in the direction of the Governor's House."
Zhang Shusheng took a deep breath, unprecedented anger, anger, and complete anger. Even now, as the chairman of the New China Supreme Council, he still can't help the painful anger.
Well, Indonesian animals are doing very well. Later generations will let you wantonly slaughter the Chinese. The government just condemns you and finds a few more for the dead. The Chinese nation has been forced to tolerate again and again, and the Chinese nation has shamelessly tolerated it again and again. You have been accustomed to you for hundreds of years.
Think about the history of the anti-Chinese-big-violent-riots in 1998. Countless Chinese were hacked, burned, and raped on the streets. Countless compatriots had no choice but to commit suicide. Countless Chinese compatriots died in this mob Country. Just a few years later, the relevant government also provided Indonesia with special assistance. Not to mention, during the tsunami, compatriots of unknown nations who do n’t know the truth donated special donations to those executioners.
The truth of history is always covered by the collective mute of the media, and some special words are even blocked by various media. Those poor Chinese died so badly on the streets, and then the executioners could enjoy assistance and donations.
"Changed me this time, I'm not a politician"
Furious, Zhang Shusheng sat back in his chair, nodded slightly, and then said lightly, "Command the East China Sea Fleet to advance at full speed. Order Liu Tianyu Fleet to immediately take off the fighter plane and conduct indiscriminate air strikes on Jakarta mobs."
Mao Yun quickly completed the recording, then quickly left Zhang Shusheng's office. Two minutes later, the two commanded radio waves to go over the military headquarters and sent the main force of the East China Sea Fleet to the South China Sea from the highest combat department and the Liu Tianyi sub-fleet not far from Jakarta.
Soon, after the telegraph machine quickly issued this direct order from the Supreme War Department, Liu Tiandi, who had waited for five minutes, immediately punched his fist on the red combat alert and aimed at the internal talker of the warship. Note that all combat departments, I am Liu Tianzhang, Jakarta is undergoing an anti-China violence , and our compatriots are waiting for us to rescue. This is not an exercise. Repeat. This is not an exercise. All units will immediately execute the No. 2 combat plan. "
"Woohoo ..."
A stern sirens sounded over the fleet. Almost at the same time, several warships turned on afterburners. The aircraft carrier Hanking had already adjusted its downwind direction. The fighters in the combat take-off position immediately took off and several fighters that had just taken off in the air. Form a combat squad to prepare to cover the bombers to Jakarta.
Four minutes ago, after checking the fuel gauge, a fighter squad on duty had flown to Jakarta in advance. Since the fleet has been on guard patrols in the middle of the waters between Hanzhong Island and Jakarta, at this time it is only about 60 kilometers away from Jakarta, and the fighters can fly at full speed in only ten minutes.
The pilots clenched their fists one by one, their eyes were red, and they almost got into the plane, almost roaring.
"You-, Indonesian beast, this time let you guys with sticks taste the taste of blood and fire."
At the same time, outside the Dutch Governor ’s House, Zhou Guolai has disregarded the pseudo-gentleman-like negotiating minister behind him and walked to the Governor ’s House with a few staff members. A hundred meters away, he could already see the Chinese coming.
"Oh, these mobs, what do they want to do."
Spears touched his forehead, and looked strong, then waved and shouted: "Guard, stop them. If these mobs dare to attack the Governor's House, I authorize you to shoot."
Under the order of the royal negotiator, the Dutch's governor's guard quickly lined up with rifles in several rows, blocking the outermost of the governor's house. I have to say that the Dutch have always been strong in the colonial base of Jakarta. In addition to the direct guard of the Governor's House, there is also a 15th Infantry Regiment in the urban area, and an infantry division in further suburbs. It's just that they have never used this power to suppress the Indonesians who massacred the Chinese.
"Mr. Spears, I am extremely indignant at what you said and done. These are my compatriots who flee in the front, and the rioters behind. I now ask your government, as a special envoy of China, to immediately order an army to suppress the mob."
Although Zhou Guolai was fully prepared, he still protested the stupid negotiator's words and deeds in accordance with diplomatic practice.
"Mr. Zhou, whether they are Indonesian mob or Chinese mob, they will be severely punished by the Dutch government. Oh, you are a distinguished foreign guest. Let us deal with these bad things to the just Dutch army." Spears Looking proudly at the eager Zhou Guolai, he looked at the embarrassed Chinese diplomat in a joke.
"Mr. Spears, these Indonesian mobs chasing my Chinese citizens is a provocation to China as a whole, and I solemnly tell you as a diplomatic special envoy that we will take all necessary actions if we return home without taking action." Zhou Guolai The words said arrogantly, the opposite Spears may not have realized that he thought this immature Chinese diplomat was joking with himself, and he had 10,000 ways to drag things down. After all, no matter how indignant the Chinese were, the scene was Only the Dutch army, not the Chinese army.
Zhou Guolai gave a slight smile. He knew that when talking to the Dutch diplomat in front of him, he was playing Niu Qin. "Perhaps, I should meet with Governor von Barbet."
At this moment, Feng Babet came out of the Governor's Mansion, and waited for Zhou Guolai in the courtyard. As a Chinese diplomatic envoy, Zhou Guolai strongly demanded that he take immediate action, otherwise the Chinese government reserves the right to take all actions.
"Mr. Negotiator, I think that the current situation has gone beyond diplomatic spheres, but colonial affairs." Von Babbett saw that the situation was urgent and he should do something. After a few words passed the stupid Spears, The next lieutenant said, "The 15th Infantry Regiment was immediately mobilized to run to support these mobs, and they should all be arrested."
Frankly speaking, von Babbitt doesn't like the Chinese or Indonesians. However, as the colonial governor, he knows that in the Dutch colonies, if it is only for the initiative of negotiation or the survival of overseas Chinese The environment to force the Chinese to concede and instigate the Indonesians will completely lose the original intention of the negotiations. At the same time, the Netherlands will lose its face to the whole world and cause a huge diplomatic accident.
It is a pity that although von Babbett conducted this negotiation with the imperial government of the Kingdom, hoping to minimize the differences between China and the Netherlands, the Royal Government has sent such a fake diplomat who is an ancestor of the court. Negotiations, the rotten kingdom, will usher in yet another diplomatic shame.
Of course, if Feng Babet knows that Zhou Guolai has secretly reported the riots to the Chinese government, perhaps his expression will be even richer.
After Zhou Guolai heard his order, he felt a little relieved, and saw that some Dutch soldiers had blocked the Chinese from the cordon and could not help stepping out of the Governor's House.
He did not pin his hopes on the dissatisfied guard battalion, because unless the Indonesian mob hits the Governor's House, the Dutch will never blood-wash the Indonesians in front of the Governor's House. The Governor von Babbett was simply mobilizing reinforcements to try to disperse or arrest the mob.
"Ambassador Zhou, save us."
"Mr. Zhou, you pity us Chinese."
"Mr. Zhou, my ancestors once fought against the French in Zhennanguan. We are all Chinese."
"Mr. Zhou, it's really impossible, let the children in."
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The Chinese people begged bitterly across the Dutch guard's array. Although they also saw the Dutchman's ambitions and knew that their ambassadors could not help alone, they still held the last hope. Zhou Guolai silently shed tears, pushed a Dutch soldier away severely, walked forward, and stood with the Chinese.
"My compatriots, Zhou Guo came to He Dehe to get you on your knees and get up. I came to Jakarta to solve the survival problem of Chinese Indonesians in China. Today, this shameful violent incident let me witness you The tragic living environment also touched my sense of responsibility. As a diplomatic ambassador, I have an obligation, a responsibility, and a right to protect you. "
The captain of the Dutch guard next to him saw the security line squeezed out, and he whispered, "Mr. Zhou, please return to the cordon, otherwise we cannot guarantee your safety."
"I will be with my compatriots. If the mob rushes over and you don't stop, I will fight with them," Zhou Guolai said in a proficient Dutch.
"Fighting, fighting" was affected by Zhou Guolai. Thousands of Chinese and the Chinese who fled behind them began to turn around, holding the weapons in their hands fiercely, and silently putting their wives and children behind them. At this time, maybe Only fighting can protect himself, and Ambassador Zhou is alone. He is not afraid of death, and he and others are not afraid of it.
Zhou Guolai looked at the sky. Although he knew the approximate combat plan, he wasn't sure if the air force could arrive on time, then turned around and said to the Dutch officer, "If your wife and children were among them, what would you do? "What would you do if your wife, son, daughter, or even a compatriot encountered this situation in a foreign country? As soldiers, you condone the mob's indiscriminate killing of innocent people. This is a shame on the soldiers."
After hearing a slight bow of his head, the Dutch officer turned and looked at Governor Von Babbett not far away, only to see the latter wave a hand slightly. Then he commanded in Dutch loudly: "Expand the guard circle."
Immediately, a whole company of Dutch troops began to cross the Chinese and advance the alert line to the rear of the Chinese.
However, after all, there are too many Chinese, and quite a few people are still being chased wildly by the Indonesians. After the Dutch soldiers pushed the cordon a hundred meters, they would no longer stop the atrocities of those people.
Of course, things can't be stopped at this time. The mob, which has expanded to tens of thousands, can almost completely paralyze the entire Jakarta. Until the 15th Infantry Regiment arrived, the guards of the two companies could only control the situation slightly.
The Indonesian mob did not seem to hesitate to look at the distant Dutch soldiers, but hastened his pace and prepared to launch the final shock. Because there were hundreds of Chinese running away from the cordon, the ambassador finally got a seat belt for them, and they needed to rush over.
When Zhou Guo came to see this, he had to go forward, but was pulled by the security agent next to him. "Vice Minister Zhou, look what it is."
Zhou Guolai heard that he looked in the direction of the fingers of the specially trained Security Ministry agent, and as if there were a few birds flying that day, although he could not hear the roar, he could still discern the plane.
"Great, hahaha ... great." Zhou Guolai broke away from the staff, walked firmly forward, stepped out of the cordon, and shouted to the fellows who were running away: "Comrades, the motherland has not forgotten you, you see what is that."
The crowd only heard a roar from above, and even saw a few clear planes dive from high altitude. On each plane is printed a golden dragon flag that the Chinese in the world understand, because on this earth, the dragon will always represent only one race, and that is the heir to the dragon.
"Airplane, that's our plane"
Everyone stopped, as if Indonesian mobs no longer existed dozens of meters away.
"Each aircraft has its own dive, and according to the plan, performs a low-altitude pass-field shot"
The first group to arrive will return to the sea with only ten minutes of air time, but ten minutes is enough for them to save these Chinese who are about to be caught up by Indonesian mobs. Ten minutes is enough for the group behind.
The crew captain Yang Zhengze gave an order. When the joystick was pulled down, the plane quickly dived down. From his perspective, he could already clearly see the Indonesians behind a large group of Chinese people, who were chasing Chinese with swords and sticks. Although it did not cause a substantial slaughter, the previous burn and smash and the possible massacre were enough to sentence them to death.
The poor Indonesian monkeys at this time proved that they were not completely beasts, because they actually felt a daunting fear of aircraft flying at low altitude.
Even the leaders of the mob began to wonder, did the Dutch say that they would launch planes to help kill the Chinese themselves? Also, do the Dutch have planes here?
Of course, what is going to happen will forcefully interrupt their thinking.
Yang Zhengce felt only a slight tremor all over his body, and then severely pressed down the launch button of the aviation machine gun. When he felt the plane shake slightly, he murmured in his mouth, "You will be guilty of committing Chinese people."
In the sight of tens of thousands of people, an aircraft that was the first to dive into the low streets of Jakarta was ready for normal flight. The ultra-low altitude and even the air waves generated by the propellers have blown Indonesian beasts up and down. .
However, the more terrible is behind.
The plane suddenly made a fierce fire, and the wings and abdomen began to emit a long stream of intense flames.
"Da da da……"
The two aerial machine guns and one machine gun of the HJ-2 fighter have shown extremely high lethality, especially the two aerial machine guns, which are like plows. From the earliest dive position of the fighter, they plowed all the way to the street Until the fighter plane was pulled up again.
"what……"
"what……"
The screams of Indonesians were everywhere. The bullets of aerial machine guns raged wildly in the crowd. Iron and fire were intertwined into a sickle of death, harvesting the lives of Indonesians in a large area.
Crazy bullets occasionally tore two or three Indonesians at once, and crazy cannonball shells exploded continuously in the crowd, often a series of dense cannonball shells. The crowd showed extraordinary lethality.
"Ladies, with your killings, let Indonesian beasts remember this moment forever."
When Yang Zhengze pulled up the nose, he heard the news that the follow-up group was about to arrive, and immediately ordered his teammates to fire.
For a time, five fighter planes dived at low altitudes in several directions and passed through the field at low altitudes. The aerial machine guns and machine guns of the belly fired successively, drawing a string of death blood among the Indonesians.
Tens of thousands of Indonesian beasts finally panicked this time and started to retreat in panic. They thought that perhaps they could run faster and escape the slaughter.
As long as I have escaped this massacre and waited for the Chinese plane to leave, I may still have the life to join the next massacre of the Chinese. At that time, I will avenge the Chinese with ten times and one hundred times the killing.
"This this……'
Spears was stunned in general, looking at the five fighter jets just pulled up in the sky. It was almost impossible to imagine that these fighter jets might come from China. I dare not imagine that these fighter jets came to the Dutch colony without any authorization to launch a killing ring.
"Mr. Zhou Guolai, protest, I want to protest, you are aggression against the Holy Kingdom of the Netherlands, and you are killing ..."
"Oh, dear Special Envoy, I don't have good eyesight. Isn't it safe around the Governor's House? Where is the aggression? Where is the slaughter? "
Fortunately, Zhou Guolai returned the words of the negotiating ambassador to him intact.
"Sorry, Dear Mr. Spears, I am sorry to inform you that because your country has lost control of the situation, your government has authorized the Nanyang Fleet to take any necessary measures against the mob. It needs to remind you that the Supreme Council has signed The order also includes that, regardless of any resistance, the Chinese government will automatically regard it as an enemy and launch an attack. "
Zhou Guolai took care of his clothes, and the gentleman stood in front of the Dutch kingdom diplomat who had just scratched his hair.
"Vice Minister Zhou, please order your army to stop attacking immediately, otherwise, we will regard it as aggression against the Kingdom of the Netherlands." Feng Babett had to close his eyes tragically and had to protest. "This is a Dutch East Indian colony, and we have the ability to deal with the mob."
"Mr. von Babbett, the facts I see are completely contrary to you. Maybe you can ask the reporters of the New York Times and the German Daily News, maybe their evaluation is more objective." Only a few foreigners, von Babbett, noticed that I don't know when the newspaper reporter was mixed with the Chinese and interviewed the riot. He realized that the Netherlands was in trouble this time.
"Come, seize the cameras of those reporters."
"Yes, Lord Governor."
Zhou Guolai watched with interest as the soldiers tried to the cameras in the hands of several Western reporters, and then looked at the miniature cameras in the hands of the security agents, and nodded secretly.
Looking up at the sky, Zhou Guolai knew that the anger from China was far from the beginning.
Sure enough, after a while, I saw a group of planes flying in the sky, and less than 20 planes. This is already the largest batch of aircraft that Hanking can take off in a short period of time.
Of these 20 fighters, the fighters are part of the rest, and the rest are bombers with heavy aviation bombs.
"Oh God, the Chinese are going to bomb Jakarta ..."
A westerner could no longer bear the terror in his heart, watching the black squadron begin to chase Indonesian mobsters.
Airplanes and people race, especially in such streets without high-rise buildings and no Chinese stranded, the only result is slaughter.
"boom……"
When the first heavy aviation bomb fell, the Dutch negotiating ambassador fainted immediately and fainted, and Von Babbett fainted, but was woken up by the adjuvant next to him.
"Master, we are under attack from the Chinese."
Von Babbett watched the thunderous roar of the planes and began to slaughter the Indonesian mob. He shook his head and sighed, "Let them vent their anger. Ancient nations need to declare their majesty to the world like this. Indonesians should pay some price Now. "
So, watched by thousands of Chinese, hundreds of Westerners, and hundreds of Dutch colonists, carrier-based aircraft from China launched the most extravagant killing of Indonesian mobs. The mob launched a wild bombing. Everyone was sucking air-conditioners. In addition to the horrible smoke in the sight, there were also broken limbs of Indonesian people flying across the arm, and of course, the sound of the low-altitude engine of the deafening aircraft, and the sound of the thrilling aerial bomb falling and aviation. The roar of machine guns and cannons. All this constituted a crazy slaughter of the Indonesian mob.
"Orders are forbidden to fight back."
Feng Babet looked at the two anti-aircraft guns on the top of the building behind the Governor ’s House, and swallowed the drool. He knew that if the anti-aircraft guns rang at this time, the Kingdom of the Netherlands would not know how, but his governor ’s house might become a Chinese. The second anger vent point.
"Mr. Zhou, please inform your army to stop this meaningless killing." Feng Babete stepped forward and said to Zhou.
Zhou Guolai shook his head and pointed at the thousands of Chinese nearby. "Mr. Governor, ten minutes ago, if you told the Indonesians and let them stop this upcoming massacre, would they agree? Also, I am just a Diplomats, I have no right to interfere in the affairs of the military. However, I can guarantee that as long as your army does not open fire on our air force, then at the level of our Chinese air force, there will be no accidental bombing. "
Von Babbett has some poor words, think about it too, if it was ten minutes ago, could he stop the Indonesian mob? Maybe I tend to stop them, but before the infantry regiment arrives, what can I do to stop them?
"Relax, without my orders, the Dutch guys wouldn't ..."
"Da da da……"
However, at this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A sudden gunshot came suddenly. Zhou Guolai stopped talking with Feng Babeit and turned to look around. A group of people stopped on the road more than 500 meters away. The Dutch army is using the on-board anti-aircraft machine gun to fire at the air.
"It's over ..."
Von Babbitt closed his eyes ...
Zhou Guolai smiled.
Sure enough, after the anti-aircraft machine gun sounded, the two fighters quickly broke away from the formation that bombed the Indonesians and dived into the infantry regiment. The machine gun and machine gun rang, and the anti-aircraft machine gun was first beaten into a part, and then Poor Dutch soldiers. They stood on the road and had nowhere to hide. Two planes wreaked havoc, at least taking the lives of hundreds of Dutch soldiers.
"Vice Governor Feng Babeit, you have also seen that the Chinese army performing the mission of protecting overseas Chinese has always been subject to so many misunderstandings." Zhou Guolai smiled slightly, watching the two planes go away, and the Netherlands was attacked by air. The infantry regiment was wailing, dead and wounded, and never dared to try to shoot the sky with the remaining rifles.
On the streets of Jakarta, the Chinese laughed, and the Indonesian mob turned to joy and sadness and cried. ()