"Hurry, hurry up, you lazy guys."

More than ten kilometers east of Batavia City, Hashimoto Kinta Ronaldo Sakura cursed at the East Indian guerrillas around him. Even after several years of training, he still couldn't bear to see it. What kind of troops is this! Mauser's military pistol, the Soviet Union's Mosinnagan, the Chinese old sleeve, the Japanese gold hook rifle, the 38th rifle, the British Enfist Lee rifle, the German 98k, the American Browning light machine gun, the Chicago typewriter... There are also a sharp big knife, wooden spear and poisonous blower. The clothes are also messy, including Islamic robes and ordinary worker shirts. The most exaggerated thing is that you can actually see the old military uniforms of the Soviet Red Army, and of course there are also shirtless...

It is unimaginable that if General Nagata saw that the troops he had high hopes were like this, he would probably immediately reject the brilliant plan. But now he had no way out. The fleet led by the King Kong and Hiei had quietly left Rabaul Port a few hours ago and rushed here. Fortunately, on the left of this unit, a Japanese garrison brigade dressed in local clothes made Hashimoto Kinta Doctor Sato secretly relieved. With the backbone who has penetrated over the years, more than 700 "his own people" prevent him from leaving his mission and turning home.

After cursing in Japanese, the nervousness and anger in Hashimoto Kintarosa's heart finally subsided a lot, and his eyes gradually turned to the square-like high-quality paddy fields in the distance. Every time he came from the rural Edo, he was jealous and crazy whenever he saw these fertile paddy fields. The entire Java Island was full of such high-quality paddy fields! This large-scale land was connected to Japan and could not find a few places! The most annoying thing was that the locals in East India didn't seem to know the value of these high-quality fertile fields, and they were completely extensive farming. To put it simply, they were just turning over the soil, then sow some seeds, and when the rice sprouted and produced their own ears, they would harvest it...

Scatter the heavenly things!

After Hashimoto Nakasa gave the attraction, he thought secretly. When he took Batavia, he must find a way to grab the land here and cultivate it by himself. Maybe only a small half of it can solve the domestic food shortage crisis.

"Nakazo, Mr. Sukarno is here!" The soldier interrupted Hashimoto Nakasa's thoughts and turned his head to look. Dozens of local soldiers surrounded by thin and dark-skinned Sukarno walked towards him. "Mr. Hashimoto, I am so happy to see you lead the team in person. The Indonesian people will not forget your contribution to our country's independence." As soon as Sukarno came up, he grabbed Hashimoto Nakasa's hand and thanked him. He didn't expect that Hashimoto Nakasa would come to greet him in person, and was confused by this enthusiasm. Why are you so polite before you win?

Hashimoto Nakasa, who was dedicated to training soldiers for the Indonesian guerrillas, did not know that Sukarno Dong had suffered a lot after the last failure. After the last time, he gathered less than 10,000 people. If it weren't for the Indonesian GC Party's support from time to time. It was not the donation of local sympathizers, the troops might have been wiped out long ago. Just when he was at the worst, Nagata Tengshan gave him a lot of weapons and ammunition, but also sent Hashimoto and others to help train soldiers to expand their ranks. It took several years to finally raise several decent troops. Benefits were received as a spring, not to mention the major event of establishing a country. Therefore, Sukarno has regarded Japan as the most important partner, for gratitude. In recent years, he secretly helped Japanese merchants smuggle the mineral sand, sugar and rubber.

It is precisely this "working effort" that made Nagata Tetsuyama more determined to his plan. "Mr. Sukarno, you have to be polite. Our great Japanese Empire has always supported Asia's independence and autonomy and jointly built Greater East Asia and prospered together." Hashimoto Nakasa finally shook his hand and had time to ask: "My promise has been brought. Has your work been completed?"

After nearly ten years of hard work, the day finally came, so Sukarno spoke with a tremolo and said excitedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Hashimoto. Mr. Aoki asked me to tell you that he has all arranged it. As long as you arrive before ten o'clock."

"That's great, for the sake of great prosperity and prosperity of Asia!... For Indonesia's independence, run, fast, fast!" Hashimoto Nakasa did not intend to say that Indonesia's independence, but his eyes swept Sukarno, who was already excitedly walking towards the Indonesian officer in the team, and finally added unwillingly.

More than 3,000 miscellaneous troops took advantage of the night to rush towards Batavia, and a carefully planned show in the city is about to be staged.

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In the Dutch East India Governor's Office, singing and dancing were flying, and merchants and officers and gentry were co-beating, enjoying the wonderful life brought by comfort and wealth. This peaceful situation made the Baron Lamboster, who took over as unlucky Lord Deco, who served as the governor of East India, very satisfied. Although the economy was declining, the market was depressed, and the city of Batavia was full of unemployed workers and beggars, it did not prevent the colonists from continuing to enjoy their lives. As for the tension in Europe, it was too far away.

"Cheers for our East India, for peace..." After raising his wine glass and having a drink with the guests, his eyes fixed on a tall lady in the corner, but he was about to come forward to meet him, but was blocked by a limping figure: "Governor, can you talk to you?"

The person who spoke was the Japanese ambassador to East India, former Japanese Navy General Kobayashi. If you want to say that this person is really not lucky, he was injured by the army's horse manure during the 510 riot and had to retreat to the second line. In order to appease him, the Japanese government arranged for him to be the Minister of Batavia a year later and continued to work for the empire and the navy. "It turns out that it was Mr. Kobayashi, is there anything you need to ask me?" Governor Lamboster smiled on his face, but he had already cursed in his heart. But recently, with the tension in Europe and Japan accelerating its expansion, the Dutch East India also felt the cold army from the East, so he had to stop and ask for the reasons.

"Governor General, I heard that the Belgians were going to sell the Banda Lampung nickel ore. Is it true?" Kobayashi's most important responsibility for the Batavian minister was to help Japanese merchants develop the market and collect as much raw materials as possible in the country. So I heard that the Belgian company was eager to sell nickel ore for monetization due to the tense situation in Europe, so I came to attend the dinner to hope to take down this important mine.

But Governor Lambost frowned this time. He originally did not interfere with East India trade with his temper and the attitude of the Dutch government, but the nickel ore that the Belgian company is going to sell this time is somewhat different. The scale is not very large, but it is located in the southernmost part of Sumatra, close to the Banda Lampung Province of the Sunda Strait. This is a key position to guard the Sunda Strait, so he interfered with this transaction. He was mainly afraid that the mine factory would be obtained by Japan and China, threatening the security of the strait and even the Dutch East India. You should know that he was very aware that China and Japan had begun an arms race. They sold the already valuable nickel ore and were near the Sunda Strait, so he had to be cautious. He said: "Mr. Kobayashi, the Dutch government welcomes merchants from all countries to invest in East India, but the nickel ore you are interested in... I need to report to your country to give you a reply."

As a naval general, Kobayashi knew the value of nickel ore and the importance of the Sunda Strait, so he was determined to win. Hearing Lamboster's words, he quickly defended: "Your Excellency the Governor, you can rest assured that this is just a simple business contract. Our great Japanese empire will not put down the wrong things like some people, turn business into politics, and steal West Borneo."

These words directly touched the most unbearable past in the Netherlands East India. It was because of the fool Deko, when the Dutch Kingdom lost Natuna Island, known as the gate of the South China Sea, and the rich West Borneo. Although it was nominally the Central-Dutch Free Economic Zone, in fact everyone knew that it was a colony of Beijing. With the expansion of plantations and various mineral deposits, the annual trade volume there even exceeded the sum of other East India regions.

Governor Lamboster certainly did not feel very good about such a wonderful huge profit but was stuffed into his pocket by others. But as a European diplomat, he still maintained enough political sense. Beijing is not easy to mess with, Japan is easy to mess with? So he continued to shake his head: "Mr. Kobayashi, I can feel your enthusiasm for working hard for the country, but I must ask for opinions from the country on this matter."

Kobayashi Jizuo didn't expect him to be so stubborn. The general's temper suddenly surged up, nodded and walked to the side and stopped talking. Without harassment, Governor Lamboster finally had time to talk to his favorite lady. The intimate actions of the two made Kobayashi Jizuo secretly annoyed, and he wanted to send a warship to rob him directly. This fertile land must be controlled by Japan! But... how should the Chinese side be balanced? Like in China, he was also worried about the 1938 Navy Act that Beijing had just passed. But until the end of the banquet, he didn't think about whether to deal with China or go south first.

As the night became darker, the guests gradually left. Kobayashi, who had no harvest, was secretly angry. He crawled into the car and sulked. The Japanese driver knew the general's temper and did not dare to speak too much and quickly turn the key. But when his hand touched the key and turned it gently, a shocking explosion inside and outside the Governor's Mansion heard a trembling explosion. "Boom!" Outside the Governor's Mansion, a ball of fireballs worth more than ten meters soared into the air. In the fireballs, Kobayashi's legs were lifted out.

The Japanese Minister to East India in the Netherlands and former Navy General, Kobayashi, who was racking his brains to fight for nickel ore for the navy, was killed in the car without warning.

"What happened? Soldier! Soldier! Go and see what happened." When Governor Lamboster heard the explosion, he was so scared that his face was pale and shouted to the soldiers to check the situation. But before the soldiers came to report, he heard familiar gunshots like fried beans coming from the night wind. The explosions made all guests tremble like hell's death drum! At that moment, everyone remembered that terrible night a few years ago.

The city of Batavia, which had only been stable for a few years, fell into a frenzy again!

In the firelight, countless figures ran back and forth, and gunfire became increasingly dense. The chaos in Batavia began, and the plan of the Great Japanese Empire to go south finally lifted the veil! Will this battle for control of the South China Sea be the final result of Japan's establishment of a brand new paradise for imperial destiny? Aoki Hitomi hid in a dark corner, looking at the car that turned into a fireball and slit to extinguish the cigarette butts, his face full of wild excitement and satisfaction.

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Chapter completed!