Chapter 68: Messing up Java
Volume 1 The Eagle Over Europe
Standing on the tower of the castle, facing the tropical sea breeze of the South Seas, William III was looking forward to Mike. Lang's arrival is also thinking about his future destination.
If he is not inferior, then he will immediately fall out with the responsible German government, and in the future he will lose the basis for replenishing cheap labor from Germany.
Of course, he could also conclude that there was no reason for the German government to go to war here. They didn't dare to invade Tang Yunyang's property here, whether he died or not, they wouldn't do it.
After all, the whole world has not yet seen the emergence of a navy that can compete with the aircraft carrier formations of the Chinese Federation. If they dare to attack Tang Yunyang's private property, then the shackles of the Federal Assembly of the Chinese Federal Republic of China that bind the Federal Defense Forces will be broken no matter what.
As soon as this tiger breaks out of the cage, the damage caused to all countries in the world is self-evident.
So attacking the private property of the eagle of Satan and the problem bandits is an absolutely ridiculous idea. As for the British and French governments, which have colluded to a certain extent, they are only playing with the brinkmanship of war.
The purpose was to test the reaction of Tang Yunyang's successor, and in addition, these tests also included means of depriving the Chinese Federation of certain overseas interests in disguise.
As we all know, if Tang Yunyang still exists, not only will this kind of test not be carried out, but even that kind of secret alliance will not be formed.
After all, this guy's methods are too vicious, and his reaction is completely unpredictable. The only thing that can be understood is that his blows often come from places that the other party does not notice and has no time to prevent.
But in the case of the Old One's Eagle and the Problem Bandits, a small loophole is enough to make the other party jump in pain. And in the time of this pain, it is necessary to meet the continuous, combined and more profound blows.
France, for example, did not give enough benefits to China at that time. In the end, not only did they lose their national treasures and archives, but they even lost a large number of supporters in the League of Nations.
Domestically, opposition parties and other associations have made domestic contradictions increasingly acute. International, having to look at the face of the Chinese Federation, to wage war in Russia.
Because of this large-scale, pervasive means of retaliation. So from a certain point of view, Tang Yunyang is a worrying existence, in order not to anger him, everyone is willing to take some benefits to make him happy.
However, even though the same dish is made, two chefs may not be able to make the same delicious dish. This is the rationale for this covert worldwide cooperation, that is, almost overnight, all countries are making some kind of preparation against the Chinese Federation.
The goal of the test is how Li Shizeng, who succeeded Tang Yunyang, will react and how he will use the power of the Chinese Federation. At the same time, Mike, who would succeed Li Shi as president of the Chinese Federation in the future. How will the duo of Lang and Gu Weijun react.
As for some cooperating forces in the Federation of China, to put it bluntly, in the eyes of Britain, France, the United States, and other countries, they are just small reptiles in the form of cannon fodder, and they are not worth mentioning at all. At some point, they will even shake them out and make deals with the Chinese Federal Government, whose interests have been damaged and have become less reassociable.
When we see the layout of the Chinese Federation in front of us, we should understand.
Even if Tang Yunyang disappeared, the habit of "problem bandits" who could not suffer losses that had been formed in the Chinese Federation had not changed. I believe that those members of the Diet also understand what kind of crisis the loss of Irian Island will cause.
But there is still a danger here, that is, when the National Assembly of the Chinese Federation passes the policy of sending troops overseas, will the secret cooperation between the international countries put an end to their farce, so that Li Shizeng, who has nowhere to focus on it, has fallen into passivity.
At that time, the China Renaissance Party will also carry this burden, and then its prestige will be reduced, and even the effective actions of the next government will be affected. Give the opposition parties of the Chinese Federation more excuses to attack the policies of the Baath Party.
How to deal with such an evil sword that is sharp on both sides and pierces the Chinese Federation?
And with the change of the international environment, more little reptiles have reached out their tentacles from the corners where they are hiding.
The sea laps against the white shores of the South Sea Islands, and it is not calm in the coconut groves by the sea in the deep night.
A group of young people with various red bands wrapped around their heads, symbolizing their affiliation with the "Javanese YMCA", peeked out from the depths of the dark coconut groves.
They carry a variety of weapons in their hands, wear a variety of military uniforms, and have bullet belts around their necks. If it weren't for the night, you could see that these people weren't very old. When it comes to their age, the average is no more than 18 years old.
However, regardless of their age, they all look like soldiers with a vigilant face. As soon as they emerged from the coconut grove, they immediately hid behind the trees, the weapons in their hands against their shoulders, ready to fight at any time.
Judging by their skillful movements, they are soldiers, and there are many armed groups like them in the rainforests of Sumatra, which belongs to Indonesia. They attacked the Dutch army, including Dutch merchants and the estates of the Shunmin who ran the plantations transferred by the Chinese.
The guerrilla style of warfare caused a headache for the army formed by the council on the island. Dutch-style training made these soldiers inferior to the militia. The only consolation is that they are armed with a number of weapons produced by the Iron Wing company.
These weapons are manufactured according to the foreign trade weapons of the Bundeswehr, and most of them are old M-1 short assault rifles, or Stern submachine guns, shotguns and the like.
However, if we look at the members of the "Javanese YMCA", many of the weapons they have come from the government army, we can see that they have taken advantage of the government army when they are fighting.
With weapons, as well as organizations, this is where their vast fortune comes from.
However, it is evident from their malnourished bodies that these possessions have not improved their lives. One by one, the monkeys still have sharp-beaked gills and their ribs are towering.
So where did they and their money go?
Don't worry, we'll see the answer in a moment.
At sea, some fast-moving dinghys cross the Strait of Malacca to the edge of Sumatra, and these very shallow drafts are obviously not limited by geography, and those on small boats can easily wade to the beach.
Judging from the dark shadows, these people are tall and strong. Definitely not Malayans, when they open their mouths, they can be understood that these people are French.
French? What are they doing here? What heart do they have?
Colonel Longville, who arrived in Indonesia by ship from Vietnam, was made of French equipment. His mission is to create unrest in Indonesia, and the more chaotic it is, the better.
His time in Vietnam has exceeded his term of service, and even he himself grew up in Vietnam. Therefore, he had a considerable understanding of the civilians at this time.
On the white sand beach, he stretched his waist and looked at the coast with an alert gaze, which was no different from Vietnam. Although these shores looked no different to outsiders, everything was clear to him that they had not landed on the wrong shore.
After securing the dinghy on the beach, they began to travel inland.
"Stop!"
"I am a messenger of heaven!"
As soon as Longweiler raised his hand, the team of several people behind him stopped, and the weapons in their hands quickly pointed at the dark coconut grove. A lazy voice came from the dark coconut grove, as if mocking them for their nervousness.
"I hope you can be saved, to be honest, God may not be able to redeem our world, anyway, I don't believe it! Please come with me! ”
Longville was slightly stunned, he knew that he had met the person who had picked them up, but the code words of the other party were not entirely correct. Listening to the other party's tone seemed to be joking, but he knew that it must be a joke with a cold face.
As for the next code word, the other party should have replied like this.
"Redeem sinners!"
How could he not understand this, how could the Orientals do this. Telling such a joke with a cold face, Longville thought that he didn't have that ability.
Longville led his five-man team and followed the greeter into the depths of the coconut grove. The further inland you go to the island, the denser the coconut becomes.
Longweiler looked at these guys with guns on their backs and looking carefree. He couldn't understand how they could stay in the damp and warm jungle for so long. If it were him, even if he grew up in Vietnam, he would not have been able to live in the jungle for so long.
Longweiler, who was carrying a student's backpack, followed these young men in the jungle, silently and swiftly, all the way to the depths of the forest.
The camp of the "Javanese YMCA" is built deep in the coconut grove. Above one, all sorts of traps cover, roads that are undistinguishable in the middle of the jungle.
After a small midnight march through the jungle, he and his men finally arrived at the other party's camp.
"Welcome!"
Longville looked at the young man with a red headband on his forehead in the dim light. He has the complexion of a Malay that is between black and yellow, and he is also thin and short. At the moment, he was hunched on a map, busy.
It looks very young in the dim light.
"You, are you the leader of the Javanese YMCA?"
The young man glanced up at him.
"Leader? No, I'm not a leader, and if you look at these young people on the outside, they're not loose members. We are the Javanese Youth Army, and I am their commander. You can call me Commander Sukarno! ”
Longville tilted his head: "As you wish, Mr. Commander!" ”
Young Sukarno stepped in front of him, his not-so-tall figure reaching only his chin.
"I wish our cooperation all the best!"
The two hands were clasped together in this jungle night.