mijobooks Chapter 1147 Affects all parties
Chapter 1147 Affects all parties
Chapter 1147 Affects all parties
Just as Jiang Dingsheng was standing on the edge of the pier, a little soldier hurried over and said, "Report to the captain!"
Jiang Dingsheng came back to his senses, turned his head to look, and said with a smile: "It's you, boy~ what are you doing?"
After winning the battle, the little soldier was also very excited, and said quickly: "Captain, the political commissar called you over, it seems that something serious happened."
Jiang Dingsheng frowned, and immediately remembered what Du Fei had revealed to him before, and his heart trembled, could it be...
Thinking of this, he immediately trotted back to the temporary command post in the city.
"Old Jiang, you are back!" The political commissar is in his early thirties, tall, 1.8 meters tall, and wears a pair of glasses with a broken leg and wrapped with cloth strips.
As soon as he saw Jiang Dingsheng, he immediately came up to meet him.
"Old Chen, what's the situation?" Jiang Dingsheng asked as soon as he entered the room.
Chen Zhengwei took out a telegram: "Look at it, I just received it."
Jiang Dingsheng took it over and took a look, his expression changed instantly, and his heart was overwhelmed.
Originally, when Du Fei told him about the submarine missiles, he was dubious.
He only thought that Du Fei was giving him a morale booster, but he didn't expect it to be true!
Busy asked again: "Where is Suhartu? Is he dead?"
Chen Zhengwei said helplessly: "I don't know yet, the comrades of Yajiada are trying to collect information."
Jiang Dingsheng nodded. In fact, he didn't expect to blow up Suhartu, the executioner, to death.
Back then, as an outstanding young cadre, he was received by Su Jianuo.
Just at the Independence Palace, and afterwards visited the underground facilities of the Independence Palace.
Know that in addition to the above-ground buildings, there are seven extremely strong basements below that.
Suharto was assassinated continuously because he killed too many people in the first two years.
It is said that he often stays in the underground building of the Independence Palace.
But in any case, blowing up the Independence Palace this time is definitely a joyful thing.
Holding the telegram in his hand, Jiang Dingsheng walked around the room, finally stopped by the table, and punched it: "Old Chen, this is an opportunity. Suhartu's side was attacked, and he will definitely take care of it in a short time." Not with us. I want to change the plan and immediately march north to take the three counties near Malay.”
Chen Zhengwei frowned.
According to their original plan, after taking Pontianak this time, they will immediately defend on the spot to deal with the enemy's counterattack.
Pontianak is the largest city in western Kalimantan, so Suharto would certainly not sit idly by.
Even Jiang Dingsheng and Chen Zhengwei were mentally prepared. If they couldn't keep it, they would leave and go back to the mountains to fight guerrillas.
But now, the lair has been bombed.
Suhartu's life and death are unknown, so it is conceivable that he may not be able to take care of this place in a short time.
After all, no matter how important Pontianak is, it is also a border area more than 1000 kilometers away from the capital.
If you seize this opportunity and take advantage of the situation and go northward to take down the three counties near Malay, you can build a large base area with depth.
At that time, Pontianak can be used as the frontier fortress, and the advance can be east and south, and the retreat can be held by the city.
Moreover, the three counties of Singkawang, Sanfa, and Mengjiaying to the north of Pontianak were once the hometown of the Lanfang Republic.
There are still a lot of Chinese living here.
And Jiang Dingsheng and Chen Zhengwei themselves are very famous here.
Now, with the prestige of capturing Pontianak, as long as the soldiers overwhelm the border, it is very likely that the three counties can be taken without bloodshed.
At that time, we will find a few less well-known landlords and local tyrants, divide the land, and have all the popular soldiers.
After Jiang Dingsheng finished speaking, Chen Zhengwei nodded after a moment of deliberation: "Okay, Lao Jiang, I agree. I will report to Comrade Su Disi now."
A strange look flashed in Jiang Dingsheng's eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go get ready right away."
……
A few hours later, as time went by, the news that the Yajiada Independence Palace was bombed by a long-range missile slowly fermented.
As far away as Tripoli in Libya.
The energetic Ka Dazuo just got up from the bed, looked back at the two beauties who had been lingering until midnight last night, and couldn't help smiling proudly.
The so-called wake up and control the power of the world, and lie drunk on the knees of beauties, is nothing more than that.
But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Ka Dazuo was in a good mood, and regardless of his naked butt and foolish appearance, he directly called "Come in".
An officer opened the door and came in, and it was not surprising to see him.
"What's the matter?" Ka Dazuo asked casually while brushing his teeth in the bathroom.
The officer spoke quickly, uttering the news he had just received.
"What did you say!" Ka Dazuo heard half of it, immediately threw down his toothbrush, and shouted with foam on his mouth, "Suhatu...was killed by the bomb?"
The officer nodded: "Yes, Your Excellency, this is the news from Yajiada just 3 minutes ago."
Ka Dazuo frowned, and suddenly said: "Bring the map."
The officer had been prepared for a long time and immediately took out a world map from under the shorthand notebook.
After unfolding, a striking circle has been drawn on Yajiada's position.
Ka Dazuo stretched out his hand to measure the distance from Yajia to Hainan Island, and asked, "What is the ratio?"
The officer said directly: "It is 2700 kilometers from Sanya, the southernmost point of Huahua, to Yajiada. The other islands in the South China Sea are too scattered to launch large ballistic missiles..."
"More than 2000 kilometers!" Ka Dazuo couldn't help but gasped.
He didn't know the real situation, and Du Fei had bragged a lot in order to sell him the missiles.
Let him overestimate the missile technology of planting flowers.
Card Dazuo asked again: "By the way, have we found our missiles?"
Hasim had previously reported that the cargo ship transporting the missiles had been hijacked by pirates.
Another cargo ship that narrowly escaped passed the Suez Canal at this time and would reach Benghazi a day later.
The officer bowed his head slightly: "Sorry, there is no further news. According to Mr. Hasim's report last time, Mr. Du Fei over there who planted flowers is personally handling this matter."
Ka Dazuo narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had found a new prey, and immediately said: "Contact the people in Yajiada, I want the photos of the scene. And... Tell Hasim to leave the cargo ship alone, and go back to the capital immediately, give I'm staring over there, I want to know as soon as possible what type of missile is used this time."
The officer quickly wrote in the shorthand notebook. After Ka Dazuo finished speaking, he also finished writing: "Good sir."
……
Almost at the same time, in a huge office.
Father Pu read the information in his hand expressionlessly, and then handed it to Pu Zhe who was standing beside him.
As the eldest son, Pu Zhe was highly valued by his father, and he was brought up by his side for a long time.
"What do you think?" Father Park asked lightly.
Pu Zhe was not in a hurry to express, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Father, I think this matter is strange."
"Oh? Tell me~"
Pu Zhe said: "The first is the missile, which can reach the ink pad from Huaxia, and even directly hit the target. A long-range missile with such precision, let alone Huaxia, I'm afraid Meisu... may not be able to do it."
Father Park nodded and let him continue.
"Furthermore, this is not in line with Huaxia's traditional behavior style. Huaxia pays attention to etiquette first and then soldiers, and often retreats again and again, and then fights back, but this time..." Pu Zhe shook his head slowly: "This kind of approach will make you feel unprepared , but more like Su Goose's style."
Father Pu smiled and said, "That's right, but you're wrong about one thing."
Pu Zheshi bowed slightly: "Father please teach me."
Park's father said: "It's not the style that keeps giving back to planting flowers, but the strength that doesn't allow it. The vitality of planting flowers has been exhausted in modern times for a hundred years, and now it has only been rebuilt for 20 years, and it hasn't recovered yet. I don't want to make extra troubles. Besides, you don't know him. , he...is a truly talented person."
Pu Zheshi knew who his father was talking about, and frowned: "Do you think they really did it this time?"
Father Pu shook his head: "Definitely not. If it is true, do you think Suharto dares to make such a harsh statement?"
Pu Zhe was even more puzzled: "Who could it be? Is it really a big goose? But... what good will it do them?"
Father Park said: "Since we don't understand, let's continue to read, don't jump to conclusions, let alone bet lightly, understand? We are a small country, we can only survive in the cracks between big countries, and we don't have many chips in our hands. We can't afford to lose."
Pu Zhe nodded seriously...
It is more than 1600 kilometers away from here to the south.
In the villa on the outskirts of the north, a bald old man in a gray gown was also reading the telegram he had just received.
The above briefly describes the situation of Yajiada.
The old man was speechless for a long time.
At this time, a woman in a cheongsam came in from the outside and asked while taking off her shawl, "Darling, what happened?"
The old man raised his hand and handed over the information in his hand.
The woman was shocked when she saw it: "Is this true? They actually have such weapons!"
The old man stood up leaning on his crutches, went to the window and looked out, sighed and said, "I heard that Nicosong intends to meet him?"
The woman frowned, put the telegram on the table, walked over and said, "There is indeed such a voice inside Huasheng squat. Don't worry, I will find a way to stop it..."
Before the woman could finish speaking, the old man shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's just the trend of the times. Meiguo people only care about profit, and everything we do is just doing our own thing. Instead of wasting money and energy, we should think about other things..."
Having said this, an abnormal blush appeared on the old man's face, and he couldn't help shaking.
The woman immediately stepped forward to support her: "Darling, are you alright?"
The old man coughed twice, leaning on a cane with one hand, and covered his mouth with a handkerchief with the other.
When I took it off again, there was a bright red on the white veil.
The woman was not too surprised when she saw it, but she gritted her teeth and said, "This Emperor Xuan..."
But the old man said: "Forget it, I know my own body well, so I can't blame him. Without him, I'm afraid I'd be dead already."
The woman pursed her lips disapprovingly, but didn't say anything about Wang Xuan, and said again: "Then this matter..."
The old man said: "What's the matter now? What does it have to do with me? Let him go~" He raised his head to look at the woman, complex emotions appeared in the old cloudy eyes, and sighed: "You should also go to Hawaii earlier, I am running out of time, and there will be a day in the future, I am afraid that this tiny place will not be able to accommodate you."
The woman is silent...
Only two hours later, Shimizu Town, Hokkaido.
This place was just captured by the Oriental guerrillas a few days ago.
Yamada Kenjiro stood in front of the window of a villa near the mountain, looking out the window at the forest and the snow-capped mountains in the distance.
Matajio Mishima was sitting on the sofa, polishing his beloved samurai sword.
This knife was originally a pair, one was a knife and the other was a rib.
At the beginning, Mishima thought about using ribs to cut his stomach, but later he came to Hokkaido and joined the guerrillas, which made him change his mind.
I just lost the rib, and only this sword remained.
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps from outside.
Wearing a dark green camouflage uniform, neat short hair, and a black eye mask, Yoshiko Nakashin came in from the outside: "Senior Yamada, senior Mishima..."
"What happened?" Yamada Kenjiro looked back.
Mishima Matazuo also raised his head.
Nakashin Yoshiko held a note and handed it to Kenjiro Yamada, a little out of breath: "Missile! Xiang Yinni... bombed the Independence Palace..."
Matasaki Mishima's face changed, and he immediately got up and went to Kenjiro Yamada to look at the note together.
The random two looked at each other in blank dismay, both feeling incredible.
"This...was Hana doing it?" Matajio Mishima looked at Yoshiko Nakashin.
"Huaxia hasn't responded yet, but Yinni has issued an official statement." Yoshiko Nakashin's breath calmed down, and she turned to look at Kenjiro Yamada: "Senior Yamada, is this good or bad for us?"
Yamada Kenjiro pondered for a moment and said: "We underestimated Huaxia's strength before. It is quite difficult to hit the missile to the ink pad and hit the target accurately. Whether it is long-range launch or submarine launch, it is quite an amazing strategy. Deterrence."
Mishima Matajio also said: "I think this is for Su'e and Meiguo people."
Yamada Kenjiro nodded in agreement.
Because they didn't know the inside story and lacked the necessary information, many people's judgments were greatly biased.
Yamada Kenjiro said again: "It seems that we need to re-evaluate Huaxia's strength and strive for greater support."
Fangzi Zhongxin said: "As for Su'e..."
Yamada Kenjiro said: "Their asking price is too high. Let's put it aside for now. When we take down Sapporo, I believe they will change their arrogant attitude."
Matazuo Mishima was taken aback: "Yamada-kun, have you decided to fight Sapporo?"
Yamada Kenjiro nodded in various ways: "Mr. Mishima, we must show our strength to the outside world from time to time, so that the people and foreign comrades know that we are fighting here."
But Matajio Mishima frowned and said, "Have you really thought about it? Sapporo is not easy to fight. Even if we make a surprise attack and occupy it temporarily, with our current strength and equipment... it will be very difficult to defend."
Yamada Kenjiro didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you can defend it or not, it doesn't even matter if you can take it down, as long as our people appear in Sapporo, exchange fire with the Self-Defense Forces, and become the headlines, that's enough... "
At the same time, because there was no direct long-distance call, Du Fei first contacted Director Liao's office in Xiangjiang by telegram the next morning.
Then he transferred to the country and asked the fire equipment company to prepare equipment for the Huang family immediately.
At the same time, report the situation on the Indo side to the country.
It mainly talked about the situation of the Huang family and Jiang Dingsheng, and hoped that the domestic side could provide further support.
Regarding the missile, it is said that it was not found.
Although the cargo ship was found in Batam, the two missiles have disappeared.
They also pinned this pot on Subian's head, who made him the boss behind the scenes in Batam~
And judging from the scene of the Yajiada explosion, no one would suspect that it was a Dongfeng 1 missile.
The missile has been upgraded, and in terms of power alone, it has increased by at least 50% compared to the original, and the damage caused is quite amazing.
Even if someone connects the two in the first place.
After seeing the photos of the scene and the investigation report, this possibility will be immediately denied.
Two hours later, Du Fei received a call back from Dad Zhu.
There are only eight words in the telegram: Be safe and act cheaply.
Du Fei looked at it but was a little moved.
Behind the simple eight words, Zhu's father did not know how much pressure he helped him resist.
However, Du Fei's rewards are also quite generous, ten tons of gold plus an equipment order of nearly 3000 million US dollars.
As for the two missiles of Ka Dazuo, if you lose it, you lose it, and it is impossible to refund the money.
First of all, as agreed at the beginning, the missiles will not be transported.
The ship was found by Libia himself, and it is reasonable to ship the things on the ship, and the transaction is completed on Du Fei's side.
Next, training personnel, building a launch site, etc., are all after-sales services.
But the missile was hijacked on the way, the reason why Du Fei rushed to investigate was not how much integrity he had, let alone how strong his relationship with Ka Dazuo was.
In fact, missiles are not ordinary commodities.
If it really falls into the hands of Suharto, it will easily become a target for criticism.
Now that this risk has been eliminated, Du Fei naturally doesn't have to worry about anything else.
As for Ka Dazuo, there is no need to worry too much.
In fact, for Cardo Zuo, it doesn't matter whether the US$6000 million buys eight missiles or six missiles.
The important thing is to have it in hand.
Especially this time Suharto was almost killed, which made him see the power.
Ka Dazuo didn't know what to do, maybe he was planning to get more powerful equipment in his heart.
At the beginning, Du Fei hinted inside and outside the words that he still has more advanced ones in his hand, and after the deal is completed, we can talk about it slowly in the future.
I believe Hasim will definitely pass the news back.
What is the loss of two missiles compared to future cooperation~
Card Dazuo didn't care about money. The old king fled in a hurry and left him a rich inheritance.
Coupled with the abundant oil reserves in the north, it is enough for him to squander.
Du Fei conveniently put the telegram into his pocket, but actually thought of it and put it in his portable space.
I was thinking in my heart that it was time to go back.
Although the ink pad has just begun, it is far from over.
But there are some things that cannot be explained clearly in the telegram and must be reported in person.
Then there is the fire equipment company, the matter of expanding the scale was disclosed by Zhu's father at the end of last year, and it is almost time to implement it now.
Du Fei, the leader, will definitely be there...
Thinking of these, there are thousands of thoughts again.
But at this time, Huang Delu sent someone again, saying that he was going to invite him to discuss matters.
Du Fei was a little surprised. He just saw him at Bamdo's barracks in the middle of the night yesterday. If there was something he didn't finish talking about at the time, he sent someone again just the next afternoon.
Even so, he followed the car to the original city hall in Surabaya.
Now it has become the headquarters of the Surabaya People's Mutual Aid Patrol Team.
Regarding this name, Du Fei said hehe.
Although I said it at the beginning, don't play the banner of rebellion, let the Nusa Tenga people who have long been inclined to independence go first.
But what the hell is this 'mutual aid patrol team'?
It's even worse than Toyo's self-defense force.
Entering the house, I didn't see anyone else from the Huang family, only Huang Delu and Huang Ercheng were there.
Besides the two of them, there was a short man who was wearing a plaid shirt with half-sleeves and a white European-style top hat, which was somewhat nondescript.
When Du Fei came, he exchanged simple greetings, and Huang Delu introduced: "This is Mr. Mbabe, from Timor Island in Nusa Tenga."
Du Fei understood what was going on as soon as he heard it.
This is not when people sit at home, and the business comes to the door by itself!
Du Fei laughed and said, "Mr. Mbabe, hello."
Mbabe speaks good English, and his smiling attitude is very low: "Mr. Du, it's very nice to meet you."
Then Huang Delu briefly introduced the situation.
In fact, Du Fei had planned with him before, to contact Nusa Tenga as soon as possible.
When they play the flag, give Suhartu a 'taunt' skill first, which should be able to share some pressure for Surabaya.
Unexpectedly, no one was sent here, but the other party took the initiative to come.
After Huang Delu finished speaking, Du Fei suddenly realized.
Last night he wondered where Bamdo got so much gold. It turned out that it all belonged to the Nusa Tenga people.
To be more precise, Bamdo had been in secret communication with the Nusa Tenga people before, promising to help them drive away the Portuguese colonists who are still entrenched on Timor Island.
The gold produced in Timor Island is currently mainly in the hands of the Portuguese.
However, the strength of these Portuguese mining companies is limited, and there are many small mines privately mined all year round near the gold mining area.
They can only open one eye and close one eye.
Those Huangpu folds belong to the Nusa Tenga people.
As for why they store so much gold here in Bamdor, there must be unknown reasons.
However, this Mr. Mbabe kept his secret, he just mentioned it without explaining much.
The trickiness here has also become a secret with Bamdo's death.
Du Fei took a sip of tea, and when Mbabe finished speaking, he smiled and said, "I don't know what your Excellency's business is here? If it's about gold, please don't open your mouth."
Regardless of who owned the gold, now that it's in Du Fei's pocket, there's no reason to spit it out.
Huang Delu is also a sensible person, if this Mbabe reveals such meaning, he will not find Du Fei.
Mbabe laughed dryly and said hastily, "It's natural, it's natural."
That was ten tons of gold, which they saved with great difficulty.
But now, no matter how distressed I am, I have to admit it by pinching my nose.
Mbabe said: "I hope that with your support..."
Du Fei heard him say a lot of "blah blah blah", and finally figured out what was going on.
It turned out that in order to drive away the Portuguese, the Nusa Tenga people had always pinned their hopes on Suharto.
Hope to use their strength to fight, after all, their own strength is too weak.
Even in the face of the same weak Portugal, there is nothing they can do.
Only with the help of external forces.
But for Nusa Tenga, the ink pads are too big and too close.
Even the Nusa Tenga Islands have long been included on the inkpad map.
They are afraid that the front door will drive away the wolves, and the back door will attract tigers.
Only then did he take the middle route, secretly cooperating with the local warlord Bamdo...
However, everything changed suddenly yesterday.
A "divine punishment" fell from the sky and destroyed Yajiada's Independence Palace.
Let the people of Nusa Tenga see another possibility.
At the same time, Bamdo, who had been secretly cooperating with them, was defeated overnight by the Huang family.
It also allowed the Nusa Tenga people to see the power of the Chinese.
More importantly, compared with Bamdo and Suharto, the Chinese are far less greedy.
So Mbabe came here with the mentality of giving it a try.
Du Fei suddenly regained his energy, and was about to discuss with this Mr. Mbabe, how many family problems the other party still has.
But at this moment, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.
"There is a situation!"
Du Fei raised his eyebrows, he just received a warning from a nearby crow.
Following his keen intuition, he sensed that a danger was approaching.
Huang Delu and Mbabe were a little confused when they found that Du Fei suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking.
Huang Delu was about to ask.
Du Fei suddenly turned his wrist, and before he could see clearly what was going on, a pistol appeared in his hand.
Mbabe was startled and leaned against the back of the chair.
Du Fei had a serious expression and raised his hand to shoot.
"Clap" sound.
Because the room was extremely noisy, the gunfire shook people's ears.
"Crash" sounded.
Several terracotta tiles fell to the ground and fell to pieces, and what fell together was a strange snake as thick as a human wrist and more than three meters long.
The whole body of this strange snake is dark green with faint dark red patterns, and there is a layer of transparent mucus on the skin.
The snake's head is a standard triangle shape, and it is highly poisonous at first glance.
Above the snake's kiss, there is also a rhinoceros-like one-horn.
The falling strange snake was shot by Du Fei at the position below the snake's head.
The bullet directly broke the spine, and he twitched a few times on the ground before not moving.
Huang Delu and Mbabe took a closer look, and they all suddenly changed color.
Huang Delu exclaimed: "Snake King! It's Snake King Jiadan!"
Du Fei frowned.
Long before he came to Yinni, when he was making intelligence preparations, he knew that there was such a person, who was a famous strange person in Nanyang.
Different from the strong suppression of strange people and strangers in China, the countries in Southeast Asia treat strange people and strangers with respect, and most ordinary people stay away from them, while dignitaries usually enlist them to worship them.
This Snake King Jiadan originally followed Su Jianuo, but chose to watch from the sidelines during the accident several years ago.
Then Suharto came to power, and he took advantage of the opportunity to become Suharto's guest.
Huang Delu became more and more frightened.
He realized what the snake king Jiadan was doing in Surabaya.
Originally, he had been worried that after occupying Surabaya, he would be counterattacked by Suhartu's army.
Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for the army, the Snake King Jiadan came.
Although the official confirmed for the first time yesterday that Suharto was fine and only suffered minor injuries.
This is not convincing, and Suharto may still be dead.
But the appearance of the Snake King Jiadan proves that he is still alive, and only he can command the Snake King Jiadan.
Moreover, it is indeed not suitable to easily mobilize troops at present.
It is undoubtedly the most effective and cheapest way to let the snake king Jiadan directly kill the core members of the Huang family.
Without these leaders, what is left is a mob.
(End of this chapter)