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spn"〖Chinese, get back!!"

"Chinese, get back!!"

Early in the morning, thousands of demonstrations emerged on the streets of Jakarta, Indonesia, like poisonous mushrooms growing all over the mountains after rain.

Instigated by an unknown force, thousands of Indonesians took to the streets, and in addition to slogans and banners with Chinese characters written in crooked cross-sections, there were also axes, machetes, and hunting rifles. The Indonesian monkeys rushing in front of the crowd even shouted opposition in an unpleasant Indonesian accent, shouting awkward Chinese dialect, with a huge momentum, just like a group of monkeys out of the cage, starting to attack the Chinese shops along the street.

"We don't need negotiations, the Chinese people go back!!"[

"We want to take revenge, Grand Natuna Island!!"

"Tanatuna Island cannot be given to the Chinese."

The thugs shouted frowning slogans and began to attack the Chinese shops. When they saw Chinese on the road, they rushed up like beasts seeing food. They were originally **, but this time they found the best excuse and were inspired and inspired.

The thugs were greedy and lazy, and got up early in the morning to cause damage. On the other hand, the Chinese got up early in the morning. Those who went to work and those who went to school also opened the Tang Gate, and even the dock workers who were going to work in sweat towels were preparing to go to the dock.

However, the thugs rushed to the streets as before, without any signs or any substantial reason, and began to search and attack Chinese people from door to door.

Chinese people who have extremely rich experience in being abused but lack the means of resistance have only one way, that is, escape, and keep running!! Let go of their property and property and escape, and let Indonesian monkeys rob property, so that they can escape their lives.

"Boss Wang" Run away quickly, don't worry about the grocery store."

Several Chinese people were carrying their children on their backs," hurriedly rushed across a Chinese grocery store in the corner of the street. Seeing that Boss Wang, who was honest on weekdays, was still loading goods behind the counter, he couldn't help but shout, "Indian beast is going crazy again, run away!"

"What? Those beasts are going crazy again! Come on, there are guys hidden under my counter, everyone has some points." There are not many other things in the grocery store, but there are many kitchen knives and so on." Boss Wang drove his wife out of the grocery store, and rushed out with a large wooden box of kitchen knives. "One is in hand."

There are not many streets in Jakarta, Indonesia, even only a few, and the area close to the Dutch colonial governor's office is slightly more prosperous. Therefore, when the Chinese living in the city of Jakarta are driven away, they unknowingly flee to the most prosperous place. Because poor and lazy Indonesians often live in more suburban areas, and the rioters are basically the lowest-level citizens." While Chinese people get rich due to their hard work, their lives are slightly better. They live in a large urban area between the colonizer area and the Indonesians.

Crowds were pouring out of several streets. The Chinese were rushing to escape from their lives with their family and young people at the front, while behind them were Indonesian thugs with several times more numerous people chasing them.

However, Indonesian thugs have to be more greedy after all. During the pursuit, they "when they see shops with Chinese words written on them or Chinese shops they are familiar with, they just kick the door open and then go in and snatch them. Some thugs even fight because of a cup or a pack of candles. However, more mobs put on fire after snatching things, and then chased the Chinese in front even more crazily.

"Woooooooooooo... Dad, I'm afraid..."

The Chinese people don’t care about their savings for many years. They fled with their children and their parents and wives, but the children on them couldn’t help but cry out in fear.

"Don't be afraid of big kids. The beasts that have been killed these days do not want us Chinese to live. After this incident, my father will spend all his money and send you back to the mainland.

"The man held the child and held his wife with one hand, while coaxing his son who was crying in his arms.

"Quick, withdraw more, withdraw more...

Another ten most backward Chinese were almost caught up. At this time, one of the men carrying briefcases opened the bag in his hand, took out stacks of cash issued by the Dutch colonists from it, and sprinkled them behind him frantically.

"Aoah..."[

Seeing the flying banknotes, the mobs finally slowed down and competed for coins, so that the last group of Chinese people could escape.

The population of Jakarta is actually not large. Indonesians, Chinese and Westerners add up the suburbs to less than 200,000. However, the situation of Chinese in Jakarta is not as good as Hanzhong Island. In Hanzhong Island, the population with a large amount of boron is all Chinese. Indonesians want to do something to exterminate human "sex", and they have to ask whether the swords, guns and sticks in their hands will agree. Therefore, although the struggle in Hanzhong Island has always been very fierce and the conflicts are more than Jakarta, Indonesians have never taken much advantage, unless this time, Indonesian native leaders searched for mobs from other places to land on the island.

"Comrades, the Indonesian beasts behind us are chasing each other. Let's fight with them together!"

Thousands of Chinese began to concentrate more and more, fleeing toward the richest urban area of ​​Jakarta on one or two streets. The mobs surrounded them from three directions, but there were no large-scale mobs in the Dutch Governor's Office.

Facing the mob behind him, looking at the shop that he had been in trouble for many years but was now burned by a fire, the Chinese people burst into tears. If there weren't too many Indonesian beasts behind him, they would have gone back to work hard. It's not that they were timid, they really couldn't let go of their children, parents and wives, so they could only take them to escape with the crowd.

Judging from the dense mobs, there are probably tens of thousands of Indonesian mobs chasing the Chinese.

"Friends, our Chinese ambassador is negotiating with the Dutch, and we go and ask Mr. Ambassador to help us!!"

A young man jumped out of the crowd, climbed up a trash can next to him, and shouted loudly to the escaped crowd.

"Go to the Governor's Office to meet the ambassador and ask the ambassador to make decisions for us."

At this time, the things in Hanzhong Island were like a beacon, which made almost all the Chinese who were hunted see a glimmer of hope. Yes, they are all Chinese. If the mainland of the motherland rescues them, they will definitely not sit idly by and watch their compatriots be massacred by innocent people.

When they were desperate, they placed the last trace on their motherland. In Jakarta, only the negotiation ambassador named Zhou Guolai was their life-saving straw.

The crowd began to surge in concentrated direction towards the Jakarta Governor Mei. "If it weren't for greed" that the Indonesian beasts behind them had spent their time on robbing and setting fires, the Chinese people had already suffered a great disaster. However, after the mob came out of the Chinese shop, they were still unsatisfied. They robbed and burned their beasts and started to increase their "sex" and rushed towards the Chinese fugitives ahead like wild dogs.

In the early morning of the morning, Zhou Guolai, accompanied by his assistants and guards, went to the Governor's Office to continue negotiations.

However, before the negotiations began on the new day, the parties to the negotiations received this shocking news.

"What? Indonesians are chasing Chinese people?!" Zhou Guo stood up and ignored diplomatic etiquette and walked straight to the balcony of the negotiation building of the Governor's Office.

From this perspective, Zhou Guolai could already see the crowds surging towards this side in the distance.

The Dutch East India Governor Feng Babet, who was behind him, was stunned when he heard this. He realized something for a while. He ignored the royal negotiator who was chasing Zhou State and walked behind alone, "and called an officer from the Governor's Office.

"Barnes, tell me if you did this."

The Governor was very clear that in the past, the Kingdom's "government" did not do much, and he also acquiesced several times, because this helped to consolidate the Dutch Kingdom's dominance in East India.

"Governor, what are you talking about? I don't understand very much."

Seeing that his guard captain pretended to be unaware, Von Babet was furious, pulled out his pistol and pressed it on his head, "I am the governor of the Dutch East India." The negotiator is nothing here. I have a hundred charges and can throw you into prison at any time. Tens of thousands of Indonesian mobs "I don't mind throwing you out."

"General, Governor General" I "...no, it was "the Minister of the Envoy asked me to do this."[

"You are the damn Indonesian monkeys behind your back?"

"Governor, this is all the ideas of the negotiating minister. He said he would give the Chinese a little bit of strength and let us mobilize some Indonesians to protest at the Governor's Office to undermine the negotiations so that they can retreat at the negotiating table. If the Chinese do not retreat, their ambassador will see a massacre of the Chinese with his own eyes. I, I, I don't know how many, tens of thousands of people will be." The Dutch officer finally did not dare to hide his immediate superior and quickly explained. He was also frightened. The protest, which was originally expected to be less than a thousand people, turned into a chaotic turmoil of tens of thousands of people, which was enough to shake the colonial rule of the Dutch Kingdom.

"The interests and dignity of the kingdom will be thrown into the sea by you stupid guys and the even more stupid negotiating minister." Feng Babette resisted the urge to pull the trigger, and the negotiation situation he struggled to maintain may have come to an end.

"But..., the Negotiating Minister said that we can charge the Indonesians, and he signaled us to finally carry out a punitive arrest of the Indonesians. The Minister also said that the Western world would not care about how many Chinese people died, but they would only care about how many people in the civilized world died. The Indonesians promised us that they would not infringe on the property of any Westerner, nor would they hurt any Westerner... Only Feng Babette waved his hand and signaled that he could get out and let such a madman be the Negotiating Minister. The decline of the Netherlands was not accidental.

He couldn't help but think in his heart that those damn politicians and those damn royal families, who have been lying on the throne of power for many years, did they understand that the Chinese today are not the long-wielding army of the past. The Netherlands may have paid a huge price for this stupid incitement.

"Maybe, I can save the Netherlands!"

On the balcony, Zhou Guolai looked at the crowds coming from afar with a slight face. He could no longer wait. When he turned around, he saw the negotiating minister coming out.

"Mr. Spears, you also see that the Indonesians are chasing my fellow countrymen. This is the Dutch East India, and you should take immediate action to stop this atrocities."

Zhou Guolai was going to go over and talk to his assistant, but he was blocked by this guy. He immediately said to the fat pig-like envoy with a bad expression.

"Oh, dear Mr. Zhou Guolai, I have a bad eye. Isn't it safe near the Governor's Mansion? Where are the mobs?"

Spears said with a slight smile, waved his hand, thinking he was free and careless, but he didn't care what Zhou Guo said.

Zhou Guolai suppressed the deep disgust in his heart, stepped over the fat pig in one step, "walked to his assistant, and whispered a few words." Then the security agent nodded, walked to a corner of a balcony with a Chinese guard, took out something and put it in his ear, and began to whisper.

At the same time, a red phone rang out in the captain's office of the Suzhou cruiser in the port of Jakarta.

"Huh? Vice Minister Zhou's short-range telephone."

Zhu Yaozong, the captain of the Suzhou ship, was not unfamiliar with this equipment. Before Zhou Guo came ashore, the staff of the Ministry of Security told him that "once the red telephone rings, it means an emergency occurred."

"I am Zhu Yaozong!"

An emergency occurred in Jakarta, "Captain Zhu", with large-scale violence and chaos. Tens of thousands of Indonesian mobs are chasing thousands of Chinese. The situation is very urgent. You must report to the fleet and military headquarters near Hanzhong Island as quickly as possible."

"yes!"

Zhu Yaozong hung up the phone and shouted to the communications officer next to him in a nearly roaring voice, "Jakarta is in chaos and quickly report to the fleet Commander Liu and the military headquarters."

Three minutes later, Zhang Shusheng's office.

"Bang bang...,...Chairman, there is an emergency."

An unprecedented emergency knock on the door interrupted Zhang Shusheng's thinking, because Zhou Guolai was negotiating in Jakarta these two days, and his mind was in Indonesia. He happened to think of the tragic massacre in later generations. Hearing the rapid and abnormal knock on the door, his heart jumped, "Come in!"

Mao Yun rushed over in three steps and said, "sweatingly, the telegram was handed over to Zhang Shusheng's hands, which was unprecedentedly fast, in just four minutes, from the situation where Zhu Yaozong, the Suzhou number, received the same message from the short-range telephone, to the information submitted to Zhang Shusheng's desk." This was thanks to the fact that the new China country has a very complete emergency mechanism.

"Jakarta is chaotic and the Chinese are being hunted down. Currently, the Chinese are running for life towards the Governor's Office."

Zhang Shusheng took a deep breath of "unprecedented rage, rage" and was completely furious. Even as the chairman of the new Supreme Committee of China, he still couldn't help but feel the heart-wrenching rage.

Okay, Indonesian beasts have done a good job. Later generations have asked you to slaughter the Chinese. The "government" just condemns you a few words and finds a few scapegoats. The Chinese nation has been forced to tolerate again and again, and the Chinese nation has been ashamed tolerant again and again, and has spoiled you for hundreds of years. It's great.

Think about the original history of the 1998 military service, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, was tragically killed in the country of the mob. And just a few years later, the relevant people gave special assistance to Indonesia. During the tsunami, the country's unclear truth went to the point where the people were donating special donations.

The truth of history is always covered up because of the collective loss of the media, and some special words are even blocked by various media. Those poor Chinese people died tragically on the streets, and then the tycoons can enjoy aid and donate. "This time I'm not a politician!"

Furiously speaking, Zhang Shusheng sat back on his chair, nodded slightly, and then said lightly, "Order the main force of the East China Sea Fleet to advance at full speed. Order the Liu Tiangao Fleet to take off the fighter plane immediately and carry out differential air strikes on the Jakarta mob."

Mao Yun finished recording quickly, and then quickly left Zhang Shusheng's office. Two minutes later, two command waves passed through the military headquarters and directly sent the main force of the East China Sea Fleet in the South China Sea from the Supreme Operations Department to the South China Sea Fleet and the Liu Tiangao Fleet not far from Jakarta.

Soon, after the automatic telegraph machine quickly made this string of direct orders from the Supreme Operations Department, Liu Tiangao, who had been waiting for five minutes, suddenly punched the red operational alarm, and aimed at the internal telephone of the warship, "All combat departments should pay attention to each combat department, pay attention to each combat department, I am Liu Tiangao, and a major riot is happening in Jakarta, and our compatriots are waiting for us to rescue. This is not an exercise, repeat it, this is not an exercise, each unit will immediately implement the combat plan No. 2!!"

“Woo woo woo woo…”

A shrill alarm sounded over the fleet. Almost at the same time, several warships opened up their after-wind directions. The Hanjing aircraft carrier had already adjusted the direction of the wind. The fighter jets in the combat takeoff position immediately launched the takeoff and formed a combat team with several fighter jets that had just taken off in the air to prepare to cover the bomber to Jakarta.

Four minutes ago, after checking the fuel gauge, a team of fighter jets on combat duty had already flew to Jakarta in advance. Since the fleet has been patrolling the waters between Hanzhong Island and Jakarta, it is only about 60 kilometers away from Jakarta, and it only takes ten minutes to fly to the full speed of the fighter jets.

The pilots clenched their fists one by one, their eyes were red, and they almost roared into the plane.

"I'll fuck you," Indonesian beasts, this time I'll let you beasts holding sticks taste the taste of blood and fire."

At the same time, outside the Dutch Governor's Office, Zhou Guolai had ignored the fake gentleman-like negotiating minister behind him and walked to the gate hill of the Governor's Office with several staff members. He could see the Chinese running over a hundred meters away.

"Oh, these damn mobs, what do they want to do."

Spears "touched" his forehead" looked very powerful, then waved his hand and shouted: "Guards" to stop them. If these mobs dare to attack the Governor's Mansion, I authorize you to shoot."

Under the order of the royal negotiating minister, the Dutch Governor's guards quickly lined up with rifles and stood outside the Governor's house. It has to be said that the Dutch had always had a strong power in the colonial base of Jakarta. In addition to the direct guard of the Governor's house, there was a 15th Infantry Regiment in the city and a further suburb, and there was an infantry division. However, they had never used this power to suppress and massacre the Indonesians.

"Mr. Spears, I feel extremely indignant about your words and deeds just now." These people who escaped in front are my compatriots, and those who are behind are the turmoil. I am now asking your government to immediately order the mobilization of troops to suppress the mob."
To be continued...