Rebirth of the Flying Era

After understanding this situation, Du Fei couldn't help but feel shocked.

The current situation is different from what was expected before.

Previously, on the surface, Johnson and Eagle's troops combined totaled only 500 people.

On a battlefield with tens of thousands of people, it is difficult to say how effective an elite force of 500 people can be.

If the two sides are in a stalemate and are evenly matched, suddenly throwing in an elite force of 500 people at this time will definitely lead to victory.

But the problem is, the combat effectiveness of the cavalry soldiers in Kuching... is really hard to describe.

Facing more than 3,000 people under Pu Zhe and Cui Shanyong, thirty tanks were simply not enough.

Even adding 500 people will not change the overall situation.

However, now, it is no longer a problem of 500 people, but more than 5,000 people!

What a concept!

Perhaps five thousand people are nothing in other places, but on Kalimantan, the third largest island in the world, a well-trained and fully armed team of five thousand people is enough to change the current situation.

Du Fei immediately stopped caring about anything else, immediately disconnected the vision synchronization, and called Wang Dewang next door: "Xiao Wang, you go back immediately, no matter whether you send a telegram or make a phone call, you must pass on this information as soon as possible. Inform the comrades in Pontianak, otherwise...the consequences will be disastrous!"

Wang Dewang was a little dazed, especially when he heard that there were more than 5,000 people in Kuching, he was also shocked.

He had long known that Ge Mingjun in the south was one of his own.

Now there are suddenly five thousand more troops, which is likely to cause huge casualties to Ge Ming's army in the south.

Although it was a bit strange that Du Fei had just arrived here and had not settled down for a long time. How did he get such important information? Now is not the time to explore this, so he nodded immediately and left in a hurry.

Du Fei breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the information could be sent to Lin Tiansheng, he would be prepared and he would find a way to deal with it, without Du Fei having to worry about it.

Besides, if Lin Tiansheng and Pu Zhe can't resist it, it's useless for Du Fei to worry here.

After dealing with it, he thought again and returned to Eagle simultaneously through his vision.

Although he was talking to Wang Dewang just now, Du Fei and Eagle still had a spiritual connection, and they learned a shocking news from Johnson.

Du Fei had always been curious about what promises Johnson got when he came to Nanyang from South Africa and went to Jakarta first to meet Suharto through Subian.

Suharto must have given very generous conditions at that time.

Johnson just said it bluntly in front of Eagle.

Suharto actually promised that as long as Johnson could defeat the Pontianak Ming Army, he would give Johnson the entire province of West Kalimantan.

Du Fei suddenly realized this.

No wonder Johnson spent all his money this time, and Suharto was not at a loss either.

Just like when we agreed to rent Pontianak, if we abandon the entire West Kalimantan this time, we can at least keep Tonga and Southern Kalimantan without losing the entire Kalimantan.

After Lin Tiansheng defeated Tut Shaojiang and the Dayaks became independent, the entire island of Kalimantan was essentially out of Suharto's control.

But Du Fei had a feeling that Johnson might not be led by Suharto.

From the moment he showed up, Johnson has shown strength and strength. Will such a person obediently act in accordance with Suharto's intentions?

Du Fei felt that it was not that simple.

In that case, Johnson and Kuching have the same purpose, which is to destroy the Ge Ming army in the south.

But why was Johnson so secretive about the deployment of troops from Africa this time?

Even his subordinate Eagle was kept in the dark, and Du Fei did not believe that he would notify the Malay side in advance.

What's the purpose of doing this?

Du Fei simply asked the questions in his heart through Eagle's words.

Johnson grinned: "Ego, you are a powerful warrior and a qualified commander, but you don't understand justice."

As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table in front of him and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He didn't drink it in a hurry, but shook it while saying: "Those serious guests, whether they are the hypocrites from Huandun or Yajia, Da, that guy who is about to die, can you believe what they say? If you believe it, I tell you, you are not far from being unlucky."

Du Fei nodded secretly, he was indeed the heir trained by the Slater family.

Muscles aren't the brain of this muscular man.

Johnson continued: "Do you think Suharto is really willing to give West Kalimantan to me? It's just a stopgap measure. How did Sukarno squeeze the Dutch away in the first place? And... he thought I didn't know , he has long promised to lease Pontianak to Mego. If we take over West Kalimantan, how will this matter be calculated? If we don’t take Pontianak, what will be left in the so-called West Kalimantan province?”

Eagle couldn't help but nod.

Johnson took another sip and continued: "Also, is the Ge Ming army now occupying Western Canada so easy to fight? How about the former Yin Mu Shaojiang, who had more than 20,000 people and American-style weapons? Isn't it a total defeat? .Do you know who they are?”

Having said this, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Those are secretly sent from over there..." He raised his hand and pointed to the north.

Du Fei saw it and understood who he was referring to.

But here, Johnson clearly made a misjudgment, or there was something wrong with his intelligence sources.

But this does not prevent him from making the right decision.

No matter where they come from, the Pontianak Ming Army is just not easy to fight.

Johnson stood up and patted Eagle on the shoulder: "Igor, these 5,200 people are our entire property now. Do you think we have any chance of winning if we go south to attack Pontianak?"

Eagle was stunned for a moment, frowning in thought.

Johnson didn't wait for his answer and chuckled: "Even if we can win, it will be a miserable victory. How many of us will be left? Do you think Suharto will still keep his promise to us with only those remaining soldiers?"

Eagle was silent.

Du Fei's evaluation of Johnson, a muscular man, was even higher.

Johnson said: "Believe me, that old bastard will forget all the promises made today and let us go away with our tails between our legs."

Eagle frowned and said, "Then let's..."

Johnson said: "Hua Xia has a saying, he has a good plan, I have a wall ladder..."

After finishing, he patted Eagle on the shoulder again: "Get ready to fight! My knight~"

Although Johnson did not directly say what 'his ladder' was in the end, it was not difficult for Du Fei to guess it.

Obviously, his goal this time was not the Pontianak Mingjun in the south at all, but here, Kuching itself.

Disconnected from the vision synchronization with Eagle, Du Fei leaned on the sofa in the hotel and looked at the night outside the window.

I couldn't help but sigh, what a plan to 'destroy Guo in a false way'.

Under the pressure of the enemy's troops approaching the city, he pretended to help Kuching.

Wait for Kuching to relax its vigilance, and then suddenly strike back and occupy the magpie's nest.

At this time, all the power of Kuching was dragged to the south by Ge Mingjun, and the city and port in the north had no defense at all.

It is conceivable that once Johnson's mine protection team and mercenary group disembark and assemble, the result will be no suspense.

At that time, there is no need to fight with Lin Tiansheng. As long as they show equal fighting power, both sides must sit down and talk in order to avoid losing both sides...

Thinking of this, Du Fei had to admit that Johnson's plan was quite clever.

Using limited power at the most appropriate time and in the most appropriate place, unexpected gains were achieved.

One thing to say is that under normal circumstances, it would be completely impossible to capture Kuching with just over 5,000 people.

Even Johnson and his men had no chance to disembark.

But now, the ball is back at Du Fei's feet.

The reason why Wang Dewang was anxious to inform Lin Tiansheng was because he was worried that the Ge Mingjun on the front line would be caught off guard by Johnson's men.

Now that this risk is gone, the situation has become more complicated.

What will happen if Johnson is allowed to occupy Kuching?

From Du Fei's point of view, should he let him implement his plan, or should he stumble secretly?

In fact, at this point, the so-called inheritance rights of the Slater family have become secondary.

As for Johnson's repeated desire to avenge Saul Slater, it must have been a deliberate smoke bomb.

Otherwise, how could he have come to Nanyang from South Africa as a matter of course.

But... thinking of this, Winnie's shadow appeared in Du Fei's mind again.

Could this woman be unaware of Johnson's plans?

Du Fei frowned, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

You know, Johnson mobilized troops from South Africa and Central Africa. This is no small move.

There are more than five thousand people, how could Winnie not know?

If she doesn't even know this, she has no right to argue with Johnson.

But if she knew, how would she respond?

Simply revealing the news to Du Fei is definitely not enough.

Although he had only met her once, Du Fei was certain that she was an ambitious woman.

Or then again, it's probably in the Slater family's genes.

Both Winnie and Johnson have ambition and expansion engraved in their bones, but their expressions are different.

Winnie is more reserved, Johnson more wild, but essentially the same.

While Johnson was plotting a kingdom and a territory, what was Winnie doing?

Du Fei was instantly convinced that Winnie must have a backup plan.

The blueprints of the airplane and Cheung Po Tsai's golden sunken ship are all bait.

What is her real purpose?

Du Fei took a drag of his cigarette and fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, in Kuching’s North District, on the pier on the north bank of the Sarawak River.

Under the two giant freighters, a group of warriors with different skin colors were lining up.

In addition to this, cranes on the dock lowered a large number of vehicles and artillery.

In front of the pier, on the balcony of a two-story building, Steinmeier was dressed in military uniform, looking at everything below with his hands behind his back, and memories from thirty years ago emerged in his mind...

And in a five-story building one kilometer away from here.

The people of the Black Lagoon Mercenary Group gathered together.

Sierra was by the window, holding a telescope and looking in the direction of the pier.

Next to her is Mike, also holding a telescope.

After a while, Mike put down the telescope and looked back at Dutch with a serious expression, who was leaning on the sofa and smoking a cigar: "Boss, everyone is down. The total number is about three to four thousand, and the equipment is quite powerful..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sierra suddenly shouted: "Look, there's... a tank!"

Mike immediately turned around and raised his binoculars.

Dutch also followed to the window, took the binoculars from Sierra's hand and looked in the direction of the dock.

I saw a dark green tank with a thick barrel being lifted out of the ship's cargo hold.

"It's a Qifu tank!" Dutch returned the telescope to Sera and said solemnly: "Look how many there are."

Although the Qifu tank is not famous, it is a serious main battle tank equipped with thousands of units in England and Guo.

The most famous one is the 120mm cannon, which was amazing in this era.

About half an hour later, Mike put down the telescope and said: "There are eighteen vehicles in total, and ten armored vehicles..."

Dutch was still smoking his cigar, and his brows under his sunglasses furrowed even more after listening.

Everyone else in the Black Reef Mercenary Group in the room looked at him.

Dutch covered his face gloomily, and his big black face seemed to get darker. Finally, he stabbed the cigar into the ashtray: "Something big is going to happen here. We can't wait any longer and leave tonight."

The Black Reef Mercenary Group is just a small mercenary group of ten people. It usually performs some tasks of delivering letters and bodyguards. If it is really involved in a large-scale war, just these few of them will be over in just a few times.

Dutch is very self-aware and knows that personal combat effectiveness is of little use on the real battlefield.

The difference between an elite veteran and a new recruit facing a 155mm howitzer is that at most they will die more beautifully.

A middle-aged mercenary with a big beard next to him frowned and said, "How do you explain to Master Starter?"

Dutch waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it, let's go to the United States. I don't have no friends in the Hexagon."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that Dutch had a wide network, but they had no idea how wide it was.

Even some doubts.

If he is so awesome, why is he guarding a small, low-class mercenary group in Nanyang?

This time I finally saw it.

At this time, Lin Tiansheng, who was far away in Pontianak, was woken up as soon as he fell asleep.

"Commander-in-Chief, Commander-in-Chief, there is an important situation!" A confidential secretary hurried over and handed the telegram to Lin Tiansheng.

When Lin Tiansheng saw it, he lost all sleep in an instant. He got out of the mosquito net, pulled on his slippers and walked around the room. He immediately said: "Go and call Deputy Commander Jiang and Chen Zhengwei."

Returning from Central Kalimantan, Lin Tiansheng took advantage of the power of victory and completely established his authority.

Returning to Pontianak, they successively reorganized the main palace of Ge Mingjun.

Nowadays, apart from Pu Zhe's men, the Pontianak Ming army has a total of 18,000 people, organized into three columns and an independent regiment.

Each of the three columns has 5,000 men, one of whom is mainly an old man under Jiang Dingsheng and Chen Zhengwei, who was given to the first column to show respect.

The second column mainly came from Lin Tiansheng, and its troops were re-recruited later. They can be regarded as Lin Tiansheng's direct team.

The third column is composed of people from the Nanyang Lin family who came from Java Island, mainly the descendants of the family who have been to Sijiazhuang.

Accordingly, the Lin family took the initiative to donate 10 million US dollars in cash and property, officially joining Lin Tiansheng's boat.

There is an independent group of 3,000 people left under the direct control of Lin Tiansheng, with the most intensive training and the best equipment.

Although there are two thousand fewer people, the combat effectiveness is stronger than the other three columns.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Dingsheng and Chen Zhengwei hurried over.

Both of them were sleepy-eyed. When they entered the room, they immediately asked what was going on?

Lin Tiansheng handed over the telegram he had just received.

When the two of them saw it, their expressions suddenly changed.

There is not much text on it, but it is quite amazing.

Kuching suddenly received more than 5,000 reinforcements. They were not ordinary stragglers, but well-equipped mercenaries.

Chen Zhengwei immediately said: "Comrade Pu Zhe must be notified immediately!"

Lin Tiansheng nodded: "I have just ordered the confidential room to immediately send a telegram to the front, and at the same time send people over overnight."

Jiang Dingsheng nodded. The portable telegraph machine on the front line may not be able to receive it. It is safest to send someone over while sending the message.

But this is not the most important thing. It is just a reminder of Park Zhe and Cui Shanyong.

More importantly, how to respond to this situation.

Should we continue to attack north, or stop our attack and shrink back.

This is a strategic decision, and the results must be produced as soon as possible, otherwise Park Zhe will be embarrassed at the front.

Lin Tiansheng also understood, so he called the two of them to discuss it overnight.

Only then did Chen Zhengwei remember and asked: "Commander-in-Chief, where did this news come from? What are the origins of those mercenaries?"

Lin Tiansheng didn't hide anything, and said in a deep voice: "It was sent by the comrades in Kuching. However, we had no contact with them before, and they didn't know about our telegram..."

Jiang Dingsheng said: "Is it Comrade Du Fei?"

Because of some scruples, Pontianak only had one line of contact with Du Fei.

Of course, Lin Tiansheng must have other channels, but those channels are through him taking the initiative to contact the outside world, rather than the outside world sending them telegrams.

Chen Zhengwei also reacted: "Comrade Du Fei is in Kuching?"

Lin Tiansheng shook his head: "It's hard to say. Let's not discuss this first. Let's talk about the current situation." Then he looked at Jiang Dingsheng: "Lao Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Dingsheng thought for a moment: "I think that since the situation has changed, we should let the front line take a break." He paused before continuing: "Our thirty tanks are all on the front line now~"

No wonder Jiang Dingsheng cares so much about those thirty tanks, not only because he is now in charge of logistics.

What's more, he spent a lot of money to buy those thirty tanks from Du Fei. One tank costs half a million US dollars, and thirty tanks costs US$15 million. If he really wants to destroy one of them, it will all be burned. money.

And subsequent supplementation is also a problem.

As the old saying goes, a penny beats a hero.

Now that they have such a big business, they don’t need money.

Lin Tiansheng also nodded, knowing the importance of these thirty tanks.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't all be left in Pu Zhe's hands.

But unfortunately, none of his men can drive tanks.

Even if a group has been selected and sent to Du Fei's New Oriental School to study, it will take at least one year to complete the studies.

Besides, we will have to buy another tank when the time comes, and we can’t get back the tanks we gave away.

In addition, Pu Zhe's more than 3,000 people are currently the most powerful in Pontianak.

It is an important ballast stone for Lin Tiansheng to balance the interests of all parties, and he cannot afford to lose it.

But as the commander-in-chief, he must make his final stand.

Then he looked at Chen Zhengwei: "Old Chen, what do you think?"

Chen Zhengwei said: "I also feel that Comrade Pu Zhe should be given a temporary reprieve. I have been to Kuching more than once. The terrain is complex and the river network is dense, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. To be honest, if the defenders were not too weak, they would not be able to attack. It was very difficult to get down.”

Lin Tiansheng nodded, he also knew this.

You don’t even have to go there in person, you can see it on the map.

Chen Zhengwei continued: "Besides, our plan before this was to attack in the east and attack in the west. To threaten Kuching on the surface and force the enemy to shrink so as to occupy several counties west and south of Kuching. But the attack was too smooth, and we only reached the suburbs... …”

In fact, Lin Tiansheng's strategy from the beginning was to 'cannibalize' rather than 'devour'.

I just didn't expect that the Kuching garrison was so tight that Pu Zhe and Cui Shanyong were beaten before their eyes.

He simply called Lin Tiansheng and turned to feinting as his main attack.

Lin Tiansheng considered it comprehensively before agreeing.

First of all, Lin Tiansheng and Pu Zhe are not superiors and subordinates after all, but have a cooperative relationship.

Secondly, Lin Tiansheng had won a big victory in the south before. If he suppresses Pu Zhe this time, he will inevitably look small and chicken-hearted, which will make people think.

But now things have changed.

Lin Tiansheng frowned, listened to Chen Zhengwei's words, thought for a moment, and said loudly: "Here comes~"

Someone came in immediately outside the door and shouted "report".

Lin Tiansheng immediately wrote a warrant and had it sent to the front.

Chen Zhengwei frowned and said, "Commander-in-Chief, why don't you just send the report directly?"

Lin Tiansheng shook his head: "Old Chen, you don't understand Lao Pu. You have to let him give it a try, otherwise he won't be willing to withdraw."

Jiang Dingsheng said: "That's fine. With the capabilities of Comrade Pu Zhe and Comrade Cui Shanyong, as long as they are not caught off guard, there should be no problem..."

The other end is one hundred and eighty kilometers away.

In a small town south of Kuching.

The command posts of Park Zhe and Cui Shanyong are located here.

They had just received a telegram from Lin Tiansheng, and both of them had serious expressions.

The five thousand reinforcements were all well-equipped foreign mercenaries.

Pu Zhe put down the telegram, came to the window and looked south.

Even though it was late at night, the fighting continued.

Strictly speaking, the enemy's resistance is not strong. If it were a plain or even a mountainous area, the battle would have ended long ago.

In Pu Zhe's view, the Kuching garrison said that they were being promoted by a mob.

On the contrary, the densely crisscrossed waterways have become the biggest enemy.

In such a place, tanks cannot enter the battle.

Those bridges built in ancient times cannot bear tanks weighing dozens of tons.

Even the light infantry had to run tirelessly along the river.

Cui Shanyong grabbed the telegraph newspaper and walked over, but did not speak.

He knew that Pu Zhe would make a decision, and there was no need for advice at this time. It was enough for him to just execute the order.

It doesn't matter whether the order is right or wrong.

Sure enough, Pu Zhe withdrew his gaze after a moment, turned back to the middle of the room, and looked at the map on the table.

He said in a deep voice: "Tell me, Li Zaixi, maintain the intensity of the attack. The others will shrink and build a defense line on the spot to prevent the enemy from counterattack. The reserve team will move forward and prepare to respond."

Cui Shanyong immediately understood Pu Zhe's intention: "Do you want Li Zaixi to give it a try?"

Pu Zhe nodded: "For foreign mercenaries, we have to fight them first."

Cui Shanyong said: "I understand."

However, neither Pu Zhe nor Cui Shanyong expected it.

They deliberately strengthened their attack in one direction and did not attract enemy reinforcements.

Instead, an unusually dense amount of gunfire suddenly came from behind Kuching City.

This surprised both Park Zhe and Cui Shanyong.

Based on the information that was continuously collected and returned, a conclusion was finally drawn.

The source of the gunfire was actually near the palace!

The two couldn't help but look at each other.

Malay is a federation of kingdoms, with royal palaces in many states.

Kuching is the capital of Sarawak, and the royal palace is located on the north bank of the river.

What happened over there?

At the same time, near the palace, the fierce gunfire soon stopped.

A group of heavily armed mercenaries defeated the palace guards in less than half an hour.

A green jeep parked in front of the palace gate.

Johnson, dressed in camouflage uniform, jumped out of the car and stopped to look at the palace.

The arched dome, which is very characteristic of comprehensive education, is not large in scale, but it is magnificent.

Johnson smiled proudly and strode inside...

Du Fei synchronized his vision and watched everything from a high position.

Just now, after confirming Johnson's real plan, Du Fei quickly relied on the crow team led by Xiao Hei to find Johnson's main force.

Up to this point, Johnson's plans were going extremely well.

The mine protection team that came down from the dock, under the leadership of the guide, occupied key points in the city as quickly as possible.

The Slater mercenary group led by Eagle and Jonah went directly to capture the palace.

All this is under the watchful eye of Du Fei.

By this time, Johnson's plan was half successful.

The next step is to see how he 'legally' obtains the management rights of this city and even the surrounding areas.

You know, before 1963, this was still a protectorate of Yinggo, and the king of the Kingdom of Sarawak was also a white man.

Now, it is really ironic that another white man, and an Anglo-French nobleman, has come here again.

Sitting on the sofa in the hotel, Du Fei couldn't help but show a hint of amusement.

After careful consideration, Du Fei decided to wait and see.

In fact, it can also be said that Johnson moved too fast, and there was not much Du Fei could do in this situation.

Change the vision from the crow back to Eagle.

At this time, Eagle was following Johnson's side, and his leather shoes made a "dong dong dong" sound when he stepped on the marble floor of the palace.

In the hall of the palace, a group of disheveled people gathered together cautiously.

Johnson smiled, came in front of those people, and actually bowed very elegantly.

Although the camouflage vest and bulging muscles make this look a bit nondescript, there is no denying that Johnson's etiquette is very standard.

"Your Highness Brooke, Johnson Slater salutes you."

After Johnson finished speaking, he straightened up and looked at a middle-aged white man with disheveled hair and a thin body.

Brooke trembled and said: "Johnson, we are friends, what are you going to do?"

Johnson smiled and said: "Of course, we are friends. Anthony~"

As he spoke, he walked forward and put an arm on Anthony Brook's shoulder.

The huge force made this 'His Highness' almost stumble to the ground.

Johnson said: "Anthony, what are you afraid of? You are right. We are friends. I was just invited to protect my friend, right?"

Anthony forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.