Chapter 1325: External Forces Can Help the Internal Unity

When Dai Zhilin mentioned this, Vincent said: "I know this. At that time, the Sulian people threatened to use mushrooms, but Huaguo came up with a plan to change families..."

Dai Zhilin nodded: "That's true, but that's not the point."

Vincent was surprised: "Isn't that the point?"

Dai Zhilin said: "It is not difficult to come up with this method. What is difficult is that they really have the ability and confidence to implement it. Do you understand? This is the most terrifying thing! Their organizational power is unimaginably strong. As far as I know, their branches have always been Going deep into the villages, every village has armed militias, and the training level of these militiamen is no less than that of the regular troops." At this point, Dai Zhilin looked at his nephew: "Do you understand what this means?"

Vincent swallowed and shook his head.

But in fact, he had already thought of something, but it was too incredible.

Dai Zhilin said slowly: "All the people are soldiers!"

Vincent swallowed again with a "gurgling" sound.

Dai Zhilin continued: "Their militiamen do not distinguish between men and women, and most young and strong women in rural areas will also participate in the training. In other words... once the critical moment comes, except for children and the elderly who cannot walk, they can effectively organize and arm more than Four hundred million people!”

Dai Zhilin looked in the direction of the airport again and said slowly: "Do you still think they will fail now?"

Vincent was silent for a while.

Dai Zhilin continued: "Just watch~ This time the whole world will verify their organizational power and war potential."

…

On the other side, Du Fei was sitting on the plane and did not look back at the bustling Hong Kong.

Now his heart has flown to Nanyang.

Before taking off, he exchanged a telegram with Lin Tiansheng. This time he would not land in Kuching, but would go directly to Pontianak for detailed discussions.

Lin Tiansheng also received telegrams from China and knew the general situation.

At this moment, the captain in front suddenly said: "Chief, there is a situation ahead!"

Du Fei came back to his senses and couldn't help but frowned: "What's going on?"

The gunner responsible for operating the 37mm machine gun in the front said: "Report to the commander, it seems that a foreign warship is driving away our fishing boat."

Du Fei raised his eyebrows: "Where are you now?"

The captain immediately said: "We are currently over Xisha Langhua Reef."

Du Fei said: "Can you confirm that it is a foreign warship?"

The captain said: "It can be confirmed that our army does not have this type of ship."

Du Fei frowned and guessed that it was probably a South Vietnamese warship.

At this time, South Vietnam often sent warships to Xisha to provoke provocations.

Even before Du Fei traveled through time, the Battle of Xisha would break out in more than a year.

Du Fei immediately said: "Fly over, fire warning shots, and drive away the enemy ships."

The soldiers on board all perked up and became excited upon hearing this order.

At the same time, on the sea, two wooden fishing boats sailed one after another on the sea. They had reached their maximum speed but could not keep away from the warship behind them.

On a fishing boat behind, the tanned old captain had a serious expression. The strong muscles on his cheeks were beating from time to time due to gritting his teeth. He was holding on to the rudder with both hands and staring ahead.

At this time, a girl with braids carrying a 56 punch came in from outside the cabin. The girl also had bronze skin and very delicate features. She was wearing a white shirt, black shorts, bare feet, thick hands and feet, and strong muscles. According to conventional aesthetics, it cannot be said that She is so beautiful, yet so pleasing to the eye.

"Uncle Zhang, the South Vietnamese boats are getting closer and closer!" The girl looked anxious, holding the gun tightly in her hand, making her fingertips turn white.

The captain at the helm had a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "Tell Lao Wang and the others that we should split up and the enemy cannot catch up with both sides with one ship."

The girl frowned. Of course she understood the meaning of this. Recently, the actions over there have become more and more excessive, and several fishing boats have suffered damage.

One of the fishing boats was sunk and several people died.

But there is no other way. This place is more than 400 kilometers away from Sanya. The navy speedboat there has a limited range and cannot patrol here on a daily basis.

"Okay, I understand~" the girl responded, turned the submachine gun behind her, and was about to tinker with the radio.

But at this moment, there was a sudden "boom", followed by a splash of water less than twenty meters away from the fishing boat.

The faces of the people on the fishing boat suddenly changed.

The girl was shocked: "The enemy fired!"

The old captain's face turned even more ugly, and he said loudly: "Contact Lao Wang quickly, these South Vietnamese devils are going to kill you!"

The girl picked up the radio, but unexpectedly, before she could contact the other party, there was sudden noise outside.

The sound was all too familiar, it was a machine gun.

On a dark gray warship in the distance, a tongue of fire shot out from the side and hit the fishing boat next to it.

There were a lot of people standing on the deck, and they looked so casual that they didn't look like a warship on a mission, but more like they were on vacation.

Seeing the fishing boat being hit, some people laughed unbridled.

"Puff, puff, puff~" The machine gun bullets hit the wooden fishing boat, causing sawdust to fly everywhere.

A fisherman standing on the boat was hit immediately, and a ball of flesh and blood exploded directly on his left shoulder.

The power of a large-caliber machine gun hitting a human body is far from being understated as shown in movies and TV shows. Human flesh and blood is more fragile in front of a machine gun than paper.

The man screamed and fell down immediately.

At the same time, following the rocking of the fishing boat, it was about to fall into the sea.

The damp deck was instantly stained red with blood.

Fortunately, the companion next to him had quick hands and eyes and grabbed the injured man's belt.

The fisherman was also injured by sawdust and there was blood on his stomach, but it was not fatal.

He desperately grabbed the man who was hit, yelled loudly, but held him back, and the two fell on the deck. Looking at his unconscious companion and the shocking wounds, he was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Until a bald middle-aged man came out of the cabin, saw this scene and rushed forward, holding his clothes to the wound.

The dazed young fisherman came to his senses and called "Uncle Wang".

The bald middle-aged man tried his best to hold the wound, but to no avail.

Such a large area of ​​​​wound cannot be operated on immediately, and the person simply cannot bear it.

A large amount of blood still poured out from the wound held by the clothes, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

"Er Dezi! Er Dezi!" Old Uncle Wang shouted the name of the injured young man with tears in his eyes, but he clearly felt that the man was already weak.

"Made, these bastard South Vietnamese devils!" Old Uncle Wang roared, but they were just fishing boats.

Even though the ship is full of maritime militiamen with grenades and submachine guns, the opposite side is a warship.

But now he can't control that much. The other side has already laid a deadly blow. Old Uncle Wang yelled: "Comrades, beat me up!"

The dozen or so people on the fishing boat, both men and women, all took out five or six guns from under the cabin, lay down on the deck of the fishing boat, aimed at the warship, and prepared to shoot.

At this time, the radio of another fishing boat came on.

Before the other side could speak, Old Uncle Wang said first, "Old Zhang, you go quickly, we will hold off the enemy!"

"Old Wang! Why are you crazy? Don't fight back!" Captain Zhang roared over there: "Let's go separately!"

Captain Lao Wang said sadly: "We can't leave, they killed Er Dezi! They didn't want to let us go."

There was no sound from the radio, only the rustling sound of electricity inside.

But in just a few seconds, Captain Zhang, who was still calm and had participated in high-powered wars, immediately said: "Follow them! Don't shoot on the ship. There is Splash Reef in front of us. Let's drive the ship over and go ashore to fight them."

Captain Lao Wang calmed down. Now that he was on the boat, he was completely risking his own life. If someone could shoot their fishing boat, it would be over.

Although there is no chance of winning when we get ashore, we can at least hold on for a while.

A distress signal was sent via radio just now. If we hold on until the afternoon, we might be able to wait for reinforcements.

However, at this moment, a loud "buzzing" sound suddenly came from the sky.

A plane flies over from the north. Because of its high altitude, the plane looks small, but with a little experience, one can tell that it is a big plane.

Captain Zhang looked up and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be America's plane?

He has never seen this kind of aircraft in the country.

If that's the case, it's really over.

South Vietnamese frigates also spotted the plane coming from the sky.

They also mistakenly thought it was Ami's father's plane. In their impression, no other country had such a big plane in this sea area.

But they forgot that not long ago, two H-8s passed through this sea area after flying five thousand miles.

They watched the plane in the sky fly over their heads and then circle back, and it obviously lowered its altitude, making it appear larger.

You can even see the shark painting on the plane with its mouth wide open on the ground.

This gave them more confirmation that it was America's plane.

However, on the plane, Du Fei looked ugly.

Just now, the South Vietnamese frigate fired machine guns and killed a fisherman. Although he did not see it with his own eyes, the gunners who could look down saw it clearly.

They were all vigorous young men, and they immediately gritted their teeth.

But the captain was calmer. He knew Du Fei's identity and importance, and now was not the time for them to be willful.

He said in a deep voice: "Fly according to the established route and execute the order!"

The soldiers on the crew were helpless and held their breath in their chests, feeling as if their chests were about to explode.

Seeing their compatriots being bullied and killed by outsiders, they were unable to act and even wanted to fly away indifferently.

However, at this moment, Du Fei suddenly spoke.

He said in a deep voice: "Fly down and fuck him!"

At this sound, everyone on the plane was stunned, and the captain immediately said: "Chief..."

Other displays also responded.

Du Fei was not impulsive. He had already passed that age. The reason why he gave this order was because it was absolutely safe.

The South Vietnamese frigate below is just an old ship from World War II, with a displacement of only more than a thousand tons.

The main weapons are two 76mm guns at the head and tail, followed by torpedoes and depth bombs, mainly targeting submarines and performing anti-submarine missions.

Apart from a few machine guns, there are no effective anti-aircraft weapons on the ship.

Those two naval guns are also old-fashioned, and they are still aimed manually and pointed at them to masturbate, so forget it.

It's this kind of thing, shouldn't we beat it and keep it for the New Year?

Following the order, everyone on the gunship immediately dived down from a high altitude and quickly lowered the altitude as if they were on fire.

The other party hasn't reacted yet, so give him a hard blow.

The gunship quickly descended to a height of several hundred meters. The nose of the machine with the huge mouth of a shark was like a monster diving. In a blink of an eye, the enemy ship entered the shooting field of view.

At the next moment, there was a bang!

The 100mm main gun fired first, followed by the twin 37s on the nose and the heavy machine guns on both sides, focusing on the frigate's bridge.

The South Vietnamese frigate was caught off guard and was hit three times by the gunship's main gun before it realized it was under attack.

At this time, their bridge had been hit by one shot, and the bow of the ship had been hit hard by one shot.

As for other parts, they were continuously strafed by heavy machine guns and machine guns.

Especially when there were many sailors joining in the fun just now. They watched them shoot at the fishing boats with machine guns from the deck. At this time, the intensive firepower became a reminder for them.

In the blink of an eye, the South Vietnamese frigate was hit with heavy casualties.

Everyone on the ship was stunned and didn't know what was going on. Moreover, the bridge was hit, and the captain's life or death was unknown.

Others didn't even dare to fight back in the air. He subconsciously thought it was America's plane. Over the years, he had learned the tradition of accidentally bombing America.

The fishing boat was also stunned. Unexpectedly, the plane in the sky actually started a fight with the enemy.

Captain Lao Wang looked into the radio and asked uncertainly: "Then... is that our plane?"

The fishing boat on the other side was also unsure, but had no time to go into details: "No matter what happens, let's go first."

They had gritted their teeth before because the fishing boats could not outrun the warships and the enemy was attacked. When they had the opportunity to retreat, the two fishing boats immediately turned around and headed north.

As for the frigate below, Du Fei didn't bother much. Apart from the first wave of attacks, he swooped down, approached the attack, and then returned to an altitude of more than a thousand meters for long-range shooting.

Although the frigate was late and suffered a big loss, it was still difficult to sink the frigate with the 100mm cannon.

Seeing that the two fishing boats retreated and caused a lot of casualties to each other, Du Fei decisively ordered them to stop as soon as possible.

The gunship stopped attacking, quickly increased altitude, and left the battlefield.

Less than twenty minutes later, there was only a battle-damaged ship standing on the blue sea, billowing black smoke.

…

More than two hours later, the plane arrived at Pontianak Airport.

Du Fei walked out of the cabin that smelled of gunpowder smoke, and Lin Tiansheng came to pick him up in person. He couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Where did you fight?"

Du Fei didn't hide it either. He told us about the South Vietnamese ships bullying us fishermen on the road.

When Lin Tiansheng heard this, he didn't know what to say. Everything really happened to Du Fei.

But this is just a small episode for them. The most important thing next is to discuss how to take over the huge migrating population.

At present, the total population of Borneo is less than 20 million, of which there are more than 8 million in Kuching and about 5 million in Pontianak. The other East Kalimantan and Dayat Kingdoms have a total of more than 3 million.

Logically speaking, with the size and climate of Borneo, it is not a problem to feed 30 to 40 million people.

Now the problem is, this sudden increase is no joke.

Lin Tiansheng understood how much pressure they would face next, and made some plans before Du Fei arrived.

He said in a deep voice: "Lao Du, this is what I think. If we want to take on so many people in the shortest time, we can't scatter them all like we did before and arrange them to various places as a family unit. We must maintain Their original organizational structure at the village level, otherwise there will definitely be trouble..."

Du Fei nodded, he and Lin Tiansheng thought of doing this together.

It is necessary to rely on the original village-level organizations. Only by retaining their original organizational capabilities can the pressure on Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng be alleviated.

However, this is not without side effects, but once it is done, it will undoubtedly greatly weaken the original control of Kuching and Pontianak.

There is no way to do this. Nothing has the best of both worlds. It can only be said to be the lesser of two disadvantages.

But this will give rise to a new problem, that is, in this era, every village has a militia organization.

Don't underestimate the militia. Although the combat level of these militiamen is not as good as that of the regular army at home, they are definitely elite in Southeast Asia.

Even the regular troops currently in the hands of Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng may not be as good as these militiamen in terms of training level and tactical quality.

People who come from China and across the ocean will be instinctively afraid.

In this case, people will become more clumsy, sensitive and suspicious.

Lin Tiansheng added: "In addition, we must prepare the place before people come..."

By the time he finished speaking, Du Fei probably understood Lin Tiansheng's idea, which was to fully mobilize his troops and free up space first.

It is divided into two directions, one is to claim land from people, and the other is to claim land from trees.

Only when people come and the land is ready can the people from China settle down quickly, build houses, open up wasteland, and cultivate land and sow seeds.

Only when the seeds are successfully planted can the placement be truly successful.

Du Fei's thoughts were similar to Lin Tiansheng's. It was the first time for both of them to encounter this kind of situation. They had no experience and could only rely on their imagination.

But Du Fei was more conservative at one point. He thought for a while and said: "Old Lin, I think it's better to be stable for the time being. There are a lot of virgin forests and wastelands here. There is no need to use iron fist methods from the beginning. Let's do the easy things first and then the difficult ones." …”

Lin Tiansheng immediately understood what Du Fei meant: "You mean there are more people waiting for us?"

Sure enough, talking to smart people is easy.

Du Fei nodded and said: "That's what it means. We are a minority now, but in a few months, when our people arrive, the situation will completely change. Why rush? And..." At this point, Du Fei paused. He paused: "Keeping those people around may not be useless in the future. Only with external pressure can we unite internally."

Lin Tiansheng's heart suddenly moved and he understood what Du Fei meant. He nodded and said, "Okay, that's it. We will mobilize immediately." Then he asked, "By the way, when are the first batch of people expected to arrive?"

Du Fei said: "It should be soon. Before leaving Xiangjiang, I heard that Wang Hongqi had dispatched more than 700 trains, and the first train had already departed from Shaanxi Province."

Lin Tiansheng was surprised. He didn't expect Wang Hongqi to move so quickly.

After thinking about it, he understood that Wang Hongqi must have a lot of things to do when he went there. He didn't bother to sort them out. He just cut the Gordian knot and sent the first train out first.

As long as people are constantly transported out, the pressure there will be less and less.

That afternoon, Du Fei only stayed in Pontianak for two hours and flew back to Kuching to arrange various matters.

In a short period of time, the entire East 8 time zone was in turmoil.

Trains, including green passenger cars and trucks of various colors, filled with people, were heading east or south along the railway.

On the sea, most of the ships were originally cargo ships. After simple modifications, they sailed to Guangzhou and Lianyungang at the fastest speed, and then went south through the South China Sea, which is more than 2,000 kilometers long from north to south, to Borneo.

If there were satellite photos at this time, it would be found that the density of merchant ships in the South China Sea has increased ten times compared to usual!

…

This morning, around ten o'clock.

Du Fei personally came to the harbor terminal in Kuching to wait.

According to the current progress, the first ship carrying people will arrive tomorrow afternoon.

Du Fei came here at this time to receive another person.

A moment later, a luxurious and beautiful yacht stopped at the dock, and a casually dressed white youth wearing sunglasses walked down from it.

"Hey, Du~" The young man saw Du Fei, stepped forward enthusiastically, and gave him a hug.

"Walker, you are really extravagant." Du Fei smiled and patted the other's back: "Is Herbert okay?"

Because both father and son are called Jiao Zhibushi, they can only be distinguished by their middle names.

Walker smiled and said: "Of course, thank you for your concern."

Du Fei knew why Jiao Zhibushi sent his son here, in addition to serving as the director of Sri Baga Petroleum Company, he also asked Du Fei what was going on here.

The commotion at home and here was not small, and America could not remain indifferent.

Sure enough, after Wo Kebushi was arranged to live in the old palace, he soon mentioned this matter.

Du Fei complained bitterly that his family had suffered a disaster and the people could not survive. There was no choice but to move the victims out, otherwise they would starve to death.

Wo Kebushi was a little confused when he first heard it. In his concept, he obviously couldn't understand why so many people died in the drought.

However, he knew from a young age that his brain was not particularly useful. When he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he simply didn't think about it. Anyway, he was just a messenger. He said what he should say and asked what he should ask. He didn't need to think about other things.

Then he mentioned the oil company to Du Fei.

"Du, before coming this time, the people of Rockfield found our family and hoped to invest in our oil company."

Du Fei was immediately alert when he heard it. The powerful Rockfield set its sights on the oil in the South China Sea?

Asked: "How do they want to buy shares?"

Wok Bushi said: "They will pay for the acquisition. They hope to get 30% of the shares of Sri Baga Petroleum at a suitable price."

Du Fei raised his eyebrows and asked: "Did George agree?"

Wok Bushi said: "Of course not. You are a friend of the Bushi family and our ally. We must keep in step." He deliberately lowered his voice and half-jokingly said: "To tell you the truth, I don't like those self-righteous Rockfields either."

Du Fei smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Of course he believed that what Walk Bushi said was the truth, but dislike did not hinder cooperation. As long as the benefits were big enough, personal likes and dislikes were nothing.

Du Fei thought about it and chuckled: "In this case, then tell Rockfield, do we need his money? If you really want to cooperate, show your sincerity."

Wok Bushi was not surprised, because before he came, his father expected Du Fei would not sell his shares.

But Du Fei didn't say it was impossible to cooperate, but it was not in this situation. As for what kind of sincerity was needed, it depended on what chips Rockfield could bring out.