Rebirth of the Flying Era

Just when Jiang Dingsheng was standing on the edge of the dock and sighing, suddenly a young soldier ran over in a hurry: "Report to the captain!"

Jiang Dingsheng came back to his senses, turned around and said with a smile: "It's your 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 something big has 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 jogged back to the temporary command post in the city.

"Lao Jiang, you're back!" The political commissar was in his early thirties, tall, 1.8 meters tall, and wearing a pair of glasses with a broken leg wrapped in a strip of cloth.

As soon as he saw Jiang Dingsheng, he immediately came up to him.

"Old Chen, what's going on?" Jiang Dingsheng asked as soon as he entered the room.

Chen Zhengwei took out a telegram: "Take a look, I just received it."

When Jiang Dingsheng took it and took a look, his expression suddenly changed and his heart was in turmoil.

Originally, when Du Fei revealed submarine missiles to him, he was dubious.

He only thought Du Fei was trying to boost his morale, but he didn't expect it to be true!

He quickly asked: "Where is Suharto? Is he dead?"

Chen Zhengwei said helplessly: "We don't know yet. The comrades in Yajiada are working hard to collect information."

Jiang Dingsheng nodded. In fact, he didn't really expect to blow up the executioner Suharto to death.

As an outstanding young cadre, he was received by Su Jianuo.

At the Independence Palace, we also visited the underground facilities of the Independence Palace afterwards.

I know that in addition to the above-ground buildings, there are seven extremely strong basements below.

In the past two years, Suharto was constantly assassinated because he killed too many people.

It is said that he often stays in the underground building of the Independence Palace.

But no matter what, blowing up the Independence Palace this time is definitely a very satisfying thing.

Jiang Dingsheng held the telegraph newspaper in his hand and walked around the room. Finally he stopped at the table and punched it: "Old Chen, this is an opportunity. Suhartu's side was attacked. We will definitely take care of him in a short time." Not us. I want to change my plan and immediately send my army north to capture the three counties near Malay."

Chen Zhengwei frowned.

According to their original plan, after taking Pontianak this time, they would immediately defend on the spot to deal with the enemy's counterattack.

Pontianak is the largest city in western Kalimantan, so Suharto will not sit idly by.

Even Jiang Dingsheng and Chen Zhengwei were psychologically prepared. If they really couldn't hold on, they would leave after just one vote and continue to fight guerrillas in the mountains.

But now, the nest has been bombed.

I don't know whether Suharto is alive or dead, so it is conceivable that he may not be able to care about this place in a short time.

After all, no matter how important Pontianak is, it is still a borderland more than a thousand kilometers away from the capital.

If we seize this opportunity and take advantage of the opportunity to go north and capture the three counties adjacent to Malay, we can build a large and deep base area.

At that time, Pontianak can be used as a forward fortress. When advancing, you can go east and south, and when retreating, you can hold on to the city.

Moreover, the three counties of Singkawang, Samfa and Meng Jiaying north of Pontianak were all the hometowns of the Lanfang Republic.

There are still a lot of Chinese living here.

Jiang Dingsheng and Chen Zhengwei themselves are very famous here.

Now, with the power of capturing Pontianak, as long as the soldiers press the border, it is very likely that they can capture the three counties without a single blow.

When the time comes, we will find a few landowners with bad reputations and divide the land into small portions, and we will have the support of the people and soldiers.

After hearing what Jiang Dingsheng said, Chen Zhengwei thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, Lao Jiang, I agree. I will report to Comrade Sudis now."

A strange look flashed in Jiang Dingsheng's eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get ready immediately."

…

A few hours later, as time passed, news slowly emerged that the Independence Palace in Yajata was bombed by a long-range missile.

Far away in Tripoli, 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 but smile.

The so-called waking up to hold the power of the world and lying drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman is nothing more than this.

But at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Ka Dazuo was in a good mood, and regardless of his naked butt and careless appearance, he shouted "Come in".

An officer opened the door and came in. He was not surprised to see him.

"What's the matter?" Ka Dazuo asked casually while going to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

The officer spoke quickly, telling the news he had just received.

"What are you talking about!" After Ka Dazuo heard this, he immediately threw down his toothbrush and shouted with foam at his mouth: "Suharto... was killed in the bombing?"

The officer nodded: "Yes, Your Excellency, this is the news that just came from Yajiada three minutes ago."

Ka Dazuo frowned and suddenly said: "Bring me the map."

The officer was well prepared and immediately took out a world map from under his shorthand notebook.

After unfolding, a striking circle has been drawn on the Yajiada position.

Ka Dazuo stretched out his hand to indicate the distance from Yajiada to Hainan Island and asked: "What is the proportion?"

The officer said directly: "It is 2,700 kilometers from Sanya, the southernmost place where flowers are planted, to Yajiada. The other islands in the South China Sea are too scattered and do not have the conditions to launch large ballistic missiles..."

"More than two thousand kilometers!" Ka Dazuo couldn't help but take a breath of air.

He didn't know the real situation, and Du Fei had boasted a lot in order to sell him missiles.

Made him overestimate the missile technology of planting flowers.

Ka Dazuo asked again: "By the way, have our missiles been found?"

Hashem has previously reported that the cargo ship transporting missiles was hijacked by pirates.

Another cargo ship that narrowly escaped now passed the Suez Canal and would reach Benghazi in another day.

The officer lowered his head slightly: "Sorry, there is no further news. According to Mr. Hasim's report last time, Mr. Du Fei over at the flower garden 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 photos of the scene. And... tell Hasim to leave the cargo ship alone, and go back to the capital immediately, and give I'm staring over there, and I want to know as soon as possible what type of missile is used this time."

The officer quickly wrote in his shorthand notebook, and after Ka Dazuo finished speaking, he also finished writing: "Okay, Your Excellency."

…

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 next to him.

As the eldest son, Pu Zhe was highly valued by his father, who kept him by his side for a long time and cultivated him.

"What do you think?" Park's father asked calmly.

Pu Zhe was not in a hurry to express it. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Father, I think there is something fishy about this matter."

"Oh? Tell me~"

Pu Zhe said: "The first is the missile. It can reach the Yinni from Huaxia and hit the target directly. A long-range missile with such accuracy, let alone Huaxia, I am afraid that Meisu... may not be able to do it."

Father Pu nodded and asked him to continue.

"Furthermore, this is inconsistent with Hua Xia's traditional style of doing things. Hua Xia pays attention to courtesy first and then fights. He often gives in repeatedly and then fights back. But this time..." Pu Zhe said and shook his head slowly: "This kind of method of attacking you unexpectedly. , but more like Su Ge’s style.”

Father Pu smiled and said: "That's right, but you are wrong about one thing."

Pu Zheshi bowed slightly: "Please teach me, father."

Park's father said: "Zhonghua's repeated concessions are not about style, but because the strength does not allow it. The vitality of Zhonghua has been exhausted in recent centuries. Now it has only been rebuilt for twenty years. It has not recovered yet and is unwilling to cause extra problems. Moreover, you don't understand either. He, he... is a truly talented person."

Pu Zheshi knew who her father was talking about and frowned: "Do you think it was really them who did it this time?"

But Park's father shook his head: "It's definitely not the case. If it's true, do you think Suharto would dare to issue such a harsh statement?"

Pu Zhe was even more confused: "Who could it be? Is it really a big goose? But...what good will this do to them?"

Park's father said: "Since we don't understand, let's continue reading. Don't draw conclusions easily, let alone place bets easily. Do you understand? We are a small country and can only survive in the cracks of big countries. We don't have many chips in our hands. We cannot afford to lose."

Pu Zhe nodded seriously...

It is more than 1,600 kilometers away to the south.

In a villa on the outskirts of Tibei, a bald old man wearing a gray gown was also reading the telegraph newspaper he had just received.

The above briefly describes the situation in Yajiada.

The old man was speechless for a long time.

At this time, a woman wearing a cheongsam came in from outside, took off her shawl and asked, "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 on crutches, came to the window and looked outside, and sighed: "I heard that Nicolson wants to meet him?"

The woman frowned, put the telegraph newspaper 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 general trend. Meguo people only care about interests. Whatever we do is just a mantis. Instead of wasting that money and energy, we should think about other things..."

Having said this, an abnormal blush appeared on the old man's face, and his body couldn't help but sway.

The woman immediately stepped forward to support her: "Darling, are you okay?"

The old man coughed twice, holding a cane in one hand and covering his mouth with a handkerchief in the other hand.

When I took it off again, I saw a patch of bright red on the white veil.

The woman was not too surprised when she saw it, but she gritted her teeth and said, "This Wang Xuan..."

The old man said: "Forget it, I know my own body well, so I can't blame him. Without him, I'm afraid I would be dead."

The woman pursed her lips disapprovingly, but said nothing more about Wang Xuan, and then said: "Then this matter now..."

The old man said: "What's going on now? What does it have to do with me? Let him go~" He raised his head and looked at the woman, complex emotions appeared in the old and cloudy eyes, and sighed: "You should go to Hawaii earlier. I don’t have much time left, and one day in the future, I’m afraid this tiny place like Diwan won’t be able to accommodate you.”

The woman is silent...

Only two hours later, Kiyomizu Town, Hokkaido.

This place was captured just a few days ago by the Oriental guerrillas.

Kenjiro Yamada stood in front of the window of a villa near the mountainside, looking at the forest outside the window and the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Mishima Matakio was sitting on the sofa, wiping his beloved katana.

This knife was originally a pair, one for beating and the other for ribs.

At first, Mishima thought about committing seppuku with Richa, but later he came to Hokkaido and joined the guerrillas, which made him change his mind.

I lost the Richa directly, leaving only this fighting knife.

At this time, there was suddenly a burst of rapid footsteps from outside.

Wearing a dark green camouflage uniform, neat short ear-length hair, and a black one-eyed eye patch, Nakashin Yoshiko came in from the outside: "Yamada-senpai, Mishima-senpai..."

"What happened?" Yamada Kenjiro looked back.

Mishima Matanori also raised his head.

Nakashin Yoshiko took a note and handed it to Yamada Kenjiro, a little out of breath: "Missiles! Xiangyinni... blew up the Independence Palace..."

Mishima Matano's expression changed, and he immediately stood up and walked to Yamada Kenjiro's side to look at the note together.

The two random people looked at each other, feeling incredible.

"This... was done by Hanatsu?" Mishima Matakio looked at Nakashin Yoshiko.

"There has been no response from Huaxia for the time being, but Yinni has issued a formal statement." Nakashin Yoshiko calmed down and looked at Yamada Kenjiro again: "Yamada-senpai, is this good or bad for us?"

Yamada Kenjiro pondered for a moment and said: "We still underestimated Hua Xia's strength before. Being able to hit the missile to the ink pad and accurately hit the target... This is quite difficult. Whether it is long-range launch or submarine launch, it is quite an amazing strategy. Deterrence.”

Mishima Matakio also said: "I think this is for Su Ge and Meguo people to see."

Yamada Kenjiro nodded in agreement.

Because they don’t know the inside story and lack necessary information, many people’s judgments are greatly biased.

Yamada Kenjiro added: "It seems that we need to re-estimate Hua Xia's strength and strive to gain greater support."

Zhongxin Fangzi said: "As for Su Ge..."

Yamada Kenjiro said: "Their asking price is too high. Let's let it go for now. When we capture Sapporo, I believe they will change their arrogant attitude."

Mishima Matano was surprised: "Yamada-kun, have you decided to attack Sapporo?"

Yamada Kenjiro nodded in various ways: "Mishima-kun, we must show our strength to the outside world from time to time and let the people and foreign comrades know that we are fighting here."

Mishima Matakio 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 troops and equipment... it will be difficult to hold it."

Kenjiro Yamada didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether we can hold it or not. It doesn't even matter whether we can capture it. As long as our people show up in Sapporo, engage in firefights with the Self-Defense Forces and make 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 China and asked the fire-fighting equipment company to prepare immediately to supply the Huang family's equipment.

At the same time, we will report the situation on the ink pad back home.

It mainly talks about the situation of the Huang family and Jiang Dingsheng, and hopes that the domestic side can provide further support.

Regarding the missile, it was speculated that it had not been found.

Although the cargo ship was discovered in Batam, the two missiles were missing.

They also put the blame on Subian's head. Who made him the boss behind Batam~

And judging from the explosion scene in Yajiada, no one would doubt that it was a Dongfeng-1 missile.

The missile has been upgraded. In terms of power alone, it has increased by at least 50% compared to the original, and the damage caused is quite astonishing.

Even if someone initially connected the two.

After seeing photos and investigation reports from the scene, this possibility is immediately dismissed.

Two hours later, Du Fei received a call back from Dad Zhu.

The message contained only eight words: Be safe and act cheaply.

Du Fei was a little moved after seeing it.

Behind these eight simple words, Zhu’s father didn’t know how much pressure he had to endure.

However, Du Fei's rewards were also quite generous, including ten tons of gold and an equipment order of nearly 30 million US dollars.

As for the two missiles of Ka Dazuo, if they are lost, they are lost. It is impossible to refund the money.

First of all, it was agreed at the beginning that the missiles would not be transported.

Libia found the ship himself. It stands to reason that once the things were shipped on the ship, the deal was completed on Du Fei's side.

Next, training personnel, building launch sites, etc., are all after-sales services.

The missile was hijacked on the way. The reason why Du Fei rushed over to investigate was not because of his integrity, nor 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 basis for criticism.

Now that this risk has been removed, 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 Cardano, it doesn't matter whether US$160 million buys eight missiles or six missiles.

The important thing is to have it in hand.

Especially this time Suharto was almost killed by the bomb, which made him see the power even more.

Ka Dazuo didn't know what was going on, but he was probably thinking about getting more powerful equipment.

At the beginning, Du Fei had hinted in his words that he had something more advanced in hand, and he would talk about it slowly in the future after the deal was completed.

I believe Hashem will definitely pass the message back.

Compared to future cooperation, the loss of two missiles is nothing~

Ka Dazuo didn't care about money. The old king fled in a hurry and left him a rich inheritance.

Coupled with the rich oil reserves in the north, it was enough for him to squander.

Du Fei conveniently put the telegraph newspaper into his pocket, but on a thought, he put it in his pocket.

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 some things cannot be explained clearly in the telegram and must be reported in person.

Then there is the fire equipment company. Dad Zhu revealed the expansion of the scale at the end of last year, and it is almost time to implement it now.

Du Fei, the leader, must be there...

Thinking of these, there are so many things to worry about.

But at this time, Huang Delu sent someone again, saying that he wanted to invite him to discuss matters.

Du Fei was a little surprised. He had just met him at Bamdo's military camp in the middle of the night yesterday. He didn't finish talking about anything at that time. Only in the afternoon of the next day, he sent someone again.

Despite this, he still followed the car to the original city hall of Surabaya.

It has now become the headquarters of the ‘Surabaya Civilian Mutual Aid Patrol Team’.

Regarding this name, Du Fei said hehe.

Although I said at the beginning, don't raise the banner of rebellion first, let the Nusa Tenga people who have long been inclined to independence go first.

But what the hell is this ‘mutual aid patrol’?

It's simply worse than the Japanese Self-Defense Forces.

When he entered the house, he saw no other members of the Huang family, only Huang Delu and Huang Ercheng were there.

In addition to the two of them, there was a short man, wearing a plaid shirt with half sleeves and a white European-style hat, which was a bit nondescript.

When Du Fei arrived, he briefly exchanged 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 just a matter of people sitting at home and doing business on their own!

Du Fei laughed and said: "Hello, Mr. Mbabe."

Mbabe spoke English well and kept his smile low: "Mr. Du, it's a pleasure 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 raise the flag, first use the 'Taunt' skill on Suharto, which should be able to take some of the pressure off the Surabaya side.

Unexpectedly, before anyone was sent there, the other party took the initiative to come.

After Huang Delu finished speaking, Du Fei suddenly realized.

Last night he was still wondering where Bamdo came from so much gold. It turned out that it all belonged to the people of Nusa Tenga.

To be more precise, Bamdo had been secretly communicating with the Nusa Tenga people and promised to help them drive away the Portuguese colonists who were still entrenched on Timor Island.

Timor produces gold, which is currently mainly in the hands of the Portuguese.

However, the power of these Portuguese mining companies is limited, and there are many small privately mined mines near the gold mining areas all year round.

They can only turn a blind eye.

Those Huangpu folds belong to the people of Nusa Tenga.

As for why they kept so much gold here in Bamdo, there must be some unknown reason.

However, Mr. Mbabe was very secretive. He just mentioned it in one word and did not explain much.

The intrigue here became a secret with the death of Bamdo.

Du Fei took a sip of tea, waited for Mbabe to finish speaking, and said with a smile: "I wonder what brings you here? If it's about gold, please don't talk too much."

Regardless of whose gold it originally belonged to, now that it's in Du Fei's pocket, there's absolutely no reason to spit it out.

Huang Delu is also a man who understands. If Mbabe revealed this intention, he would not call Du Fei.

Mbabe laughed dryly and said quickly: "This is nature, this is nature."

That was ten tons of gold, which they had saved with great difficulty.

But now, no matter how distressed I am, I have to pinch my nose and admit it.

Mbabe said: "I hope to gain your support..."

Du Fei listened to him say a lot of "bah bah bah" 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.

They hope to use their strength to fight, after all, their own strength is too weak.

Even facing Portugal, which is equally weak, there is nothing they can do.

Only with the help of external forces.

But for Nusa Tenga, the ink pad was too big and too close.

The Nusa Tenga Islands have even been included on the Indian map.

They are afraid that the front door will drive away wolves and the back door will attract tigers.

Then he took the middle road and secretly cooperated with Bamdo, a local warlord...

However, everything changed 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 by the Huang family overnight.

It also allowed the people of Nusa Tenga 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 became energetic and was about to discuss with Mr. Mbabe how much money the other party had.

But at this moment, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.

"There's a situation!"

Du Fei raised his eyebrows, having just received a warning from a nearby crow.

Immediately following his keen intuition, he felt that a danger was approaching.

Huang Delu and Mbabe were both a little confused when they found that Du Fei suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Huang Delu was about to ask.

Du Fei suddenly flipped 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, on the other hand, looked serious and raised his hand to shoot.

There was a "pop" sound.

Because the room was extremely noisy, the sound of gunshots made people's ears buzz.

There was a "crash" sound.

Several pieces of terracotta tiles fell to the ground and fell to pieces, and what fell with them was a strange snake that was as thick as a human wrist and more than three meters long.

This strange snake has a dark green body with faint dark red patterns, and a layer of transparent mucus on its skin.

The snake's head is a standard triangle, and it is highly venomous at first glance.

On the snake's snout, there is also a rhinoceros-like horn.

The strange snake that fell down was shot by Du Fei just below the snake's head.

The bullet directly broke his spine, and he twitched a few times on the ground and then stopped moving.

Huang Delu and Mbabe took a closer look, and their expressions suddenly changed.

Huang Delu exclaimed: "Snake King! It's Snake King Jiadan!"

Du Fei frowned.

Long before coming to Yinni, when preparing intelligence, he knew that there was this person, a famous strange person in Nanyang.

Different from the strong suppression of strange people and strangers in China, most of the people in Southeast Asian countries treat strange people and strangers at a respectful distance, while the powerful and powerful usually win over and worship them.

This snake king, Jiadan, originally followed Su Jianuo, but chose to watch on the sidelines during the incident a few years ago.

Then Suharto came to power, and he became Suharto's guest.

Huang Delu became increasingly 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 Suharto's army.

But unexpectedly, instead of waiting for the army, the snake king Jiadan arrived.

Although the official confirmed for the first time yesterday that Suharto was not seriously injured and only suffered minor injuries.

This is not credible. Suharto may still be dead.

But the appearance of Snake King Jiadan proved that he was still alive, and only he could summon Snake King Jiadan.

Moreover, it is indeed not suitable to mobilize troops easily at present.

Letting Snake King Jiadan directly kill the core members of the Huang family is undoubtedly the most effective and lowest-cost method.

Without these leaders, all that is left is a ragtag group of people.