Netherlands?

Does it have a sense of existence?

Is there any description of the Netherlands in World War II?

Didn't remember...

How many hours did you surrender when you were pushed by the Germans?

Or how many days?

It should be very fast anyway.

Such small countries flash by in the game between big countries.

The bald head may have heard of the name of the Netherlands and has no idea about it at all. Gu Weijun, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, probably didn't care.

It just so happened that it was okay.

Come out to meet.

There were five people coming to the other party.

Their face does not look like a pure foreigner, but they do not look like a pure Chinese.

Chinese?

Mixed-blood?

"Sir."

"Sir."

Five people greeted him respectfully.

Zhang Yong nodded and asked them to sit down and comfort them politely.

He is also a special commissioner of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the State Government and is paid. He naturally has to follow the rules.

"You guys come to me, what's the point?"

"We are here to seek asylum. We hope that the Commissioner will help us."

"Sanctuary? What does it mean?"

"I hope that the Commissioner will send troops to our plantations."

"Army? Arrest?"

Zhang Yong felt that these two words were very fresh.

I……

Send troops...

Settling in...

Plantation...

Wait. Let me sort it out first.

I will first move out the geography of my previous life a little bit. Then I will compare it with the systematic map.

"Where did you come from?"

“Borneo.”

“Kalimantan?”

"right."

"oh."

Zhang Yong has a preliminary understanding.

It turned out that the other party came from Kalimantan Island. It was commonly known as Borneo in ancient times.

The island has a large area, with a total area of ​​more than 700,000 square kilometers. It is larger than France and Germany. However, its economy is backward and it is mainly based on the manor economy.

The five people in front of us are all representatives sent by the planter.

The so-called Dutch envoy is just a gimmick. The main purpose is to ensure that Zhang Yong can receive it.

Zhang Yong:...

Just talk about how the real Dutch envoy could come to find him? It turned out to be fake.

But I wasn't angry. Someone sent money to the door. Of course, I had to receive it enthusiastically.

Learn more about the situation.

There was Dutch East India, which was later Indonesia.

The capital was called Batavia, and later it was called Jakarta.

It was a Dutch colony. However, the Dutch rule was relatively loose.

How to say it? Their sect leader itself is already very weak. A small teacup cannot control a large kettle.

The Dutch army stationed in the Dutch East India is not strong itself. The army has only a few thousand people. The navy has only two cruisers and several other warships. It is better than nothing.

Later, he was attacked by the Japanese combined fleet and soon became vulnerable.

(For details, please go to "Sunset")

It seems that I could see from the street stall literature that there was a Dutch warship disguised as an island and successfully escaped to Australia?

"Why come to me?"

"Because the Dutch don't care about us. Let's find a way for ourselves."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong doesn't know much about the current situation in Nanyang.

Logically speaking, it is still September 1939, and the Japanese invaders have not yet launched an attack on Nanyang.

Why are the people in front of you feeling the danger?

Forget it, don't care. It's useless to ask more questions. Just add the real information.

"What help do you need?"

"It is better to send an army of five thousand people..."

“This is a bit difficult.”

Zhang Yong told the truth. Sending troops abroad is not possible for the time being.

Diplomatic coordination is a very troublesome thing. If Britain and France find out, they will have to settle the score with the bald man.

Then……

There is nothing else.

As long as Britain and France disagree, the bald head cannot be moved.

It is impossible for the national army to run that far.

Not that kind of strength.

"Well, we need a batch of weapons and ammunition. We arm ourselves."

"Can't you buy it in Nanyang?"

“Not available.”

"Weapons and ammunition. However, how do you transport them to export them?"

"We have found the owner. They are Portuguese."

"Miss Lilu?"

"Yes. It's her. In fact, it's just her who recommended us to come to you. It's useless to ask anyone. It's only useful to find you."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong suddenly realized.

Just say how could such a strange person come to the door?

It turns out that Lilu sold herself.

Perhaps, this business was simply created by Lilu herself.

Without demand, create demand.

Without danger, it creates danger.

Trading anxiety is a marketing method commonly used in later generations.

This woman is quite smart.

A little bad.
To be continued...