Rebirth of the Flying Era

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

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 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 old people who cannot walk, they can effectively organize and arm more than four people." Billions of people!”

Dai Zhilin looked towards 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: "Let's 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 Xiangjiang.

　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: "Reporting 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 the general situation. It was probably a South Vietnamese warship.

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

 Even before Du Fei crossed over, 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 were sailing one after another on the sea. They had reached their maximum speed but could not keep away from the warship behind them.

On the 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 clenching 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, strong 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 naval speedboats there have 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 20 meters away from the fishing boat.

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

The girl was surprised: "The enemy has 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.

This sound is too familiar, it's 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 quite a few people standing on the deck. They were 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 grabbed the man who was hit with all his strength, 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 out "Uncle Wang".

 The bald middle-aged man just pressed the wound tightly, but it was of no use.

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

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

"Er Virtue! 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 **** South Vietnamese devils!” Uncle Wang roared angrily, 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!"

On the fishing boat, about ten people, both men and women, 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 was connected.

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 shouted angrily: "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 Spray Reef in front of us. Let's drive the ship over and go ashore to fight them."

Captain Lao Wang calmed down. Now he is on the boat. He is facing death. If someone shoots their fishing boat, it will be finished.

Although there is no chance of winning once 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 may be able to wait for reinforcements.

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

 A plane is flying 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 discovered 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 I forgot that not long ago, two H-8s passed through this sea area after flying for 5,000 miles.

Seeing the plane in the sky flying over their heads and then coming back, it obviously lowered its altitude and appeared larger.

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

 This made them more sure that this was America's plane.

 However, on the plane, Du Fei's expression was 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 young men with a strong temper, and all of them 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.

 Said directly 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 **** him!"

At this sound, everyone on the plane was stunned. The captain immediately said: "Chief..." Other displays also reacted.

Du Fei was not impulsive. He had already passed that age. He gave this order 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 1,000 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.

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

Those two naval guns are also old-fashioned. They are still aiming manually and pointing at them to fly, so forget it.

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

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

The other party hasn't reacted yet, just 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.

By this time, their bridge had been hit by one shot, and the bow of the ship was hit by another shot.

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

Especially since 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 confused 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 confused. 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."

　　The reason why we gritted our teeth before was that the fishing boats could not outrun the warships. The enemy was attacked and 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 have much entanglement. Apart from the first wave of attacks, he dived down, zoomed in to 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 was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. 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, and the most important thing next is to discuss how to take over the huge migrating population.

 At present, the total population of the entire 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.

 The problem now is that it’s no joke to increase so much all of a sudden.

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 would 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 relieved.

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 can have 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 Nanyang.

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 will be instinctively afraid when they travel across the ocean from China.

 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.

 Divided into two directions, one is asking for land from people, and the other is asking for land from trees.

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

 The resettlement is truly successful only when the seeds are successfully planted.

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 on 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?"

 As expected, 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..." Du Fei paused at this point. Dun: "Keeping those people 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 very soon. I heard before departure from Xiangjiang that Wang Hongqi dispatched more than 700 trains, and the first person on the train has already set off from Shaanxi Province."

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

After thinking about it, I realized that Wang Hongqi must have been in a mess when he left. He didn’t bother to sort it out, he just cut through the mess quickly and sent out the first person in the car first.

As long as we keep moving people out, the pressure there will become less and less.

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

 In a short period of time, the entire East Eighth Time Zone was in commotion.

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

 A ship at sea, most of which were originally cargo ships, were simply modified and sailed to Guangzhou and Lianyungang at the fastest speed, and then all the way south through the South China Sea, which is more than 2,000 kilometers long from north to south, to Borneo.

If you have satellite photos at this time, you will find that the density of merchant ships in the South China Sea has increased ten times than usual!

 …

 This morning, it was about ten o'clock.

Du Fei personally came to Kuching’s harbor dock to wait.

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

Du Fei came here at this time, but it was to receive another person.

 A moment later, a luxurious and beautiful yacht parked at the edge of the pier, and a white young man dressed casually and wearing sunglasses stepped out.

"Hey, Du~" When the young man saw Du Fei, he walked forward enthusiastically and gave him a hug.

“Walker, you are really extravagant.” Du Fei smiled and patted the other person on the back: “How is Herbert?”

 Because both father and son are called Jie Jie Bu Shi, they can only be distinguished by their middle names.

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

Du Fei knew why Zheng Jian Bu Shi sent his son here. In addition to being the director of the Sri Bega Petroleum Company, he also wanted to ask Du Fei what was going on here.

 There is a lot of commotion in the country and here, and America cannot remain indifferent.

Sure enough, when Walker Bushi was arranged to live in the old palace, he quickly mentioned this matter.

Du Fei was in great distress. His family suffered a disaster and the people couldn't survive. They had no choice but to move the victims out, otherwise they would have to starve to death.

Walker Bushi was still a little confused when he heard this. He obviously couldn't understand why so many people died in drought.

However, he has known since he was a child that his brain is not particularly easy to use. When he encounters something he cannot understand, he simply doesn't think about it. Anyway, he is just a messenger. He says what needs to be said and asks what needs to be asked. He is not needed for the rest. To think more.

 Then he mentioned the oil company matter to Du Fei.

“Du, before I came here this time, people from Rockefeller came to our house and wanted to invest in our oil company.”

When Du Fei heard this, he immediately became vigilant. The powerful Rockefeller was eyeing the oil in the South China Sea?

 Ask: “How do they want to invest?”

 Walker Bush said: "To pay for the acquisition, they hope to obtain 30% of the shares of Bandar Seri Bega Petroleum at a suitable price."

Du Fei raised his eyebrows and asked: "George agreed?"

Walker Bushi said: "Of course not. You are a friend of the Bushi family and even more our ally. We must keep the same pace." He deliberately lowered his voice and half-joked: "To tell you the truth, I don't like those who are self-righteous either." of Rockefeller.”

Du Fei smiled after hearing this, but didn't take it to heart.

Of course he believes that Walker Bushi is telling the truth, but dislike does not hinder cooperation. As long as the benefits are large enough, personal likes and dislikes are nothing.

Du Fei thought for a while and chuckled: "In that case, tell Rockefeller, do we lack his money? If you really want to cooperate, show your sincerity."

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

However, Du Fei did not give up. It is not impossible to cooperate, but it is not this situation. As for the sincerity required, it depends on what chips Rockefeller can bring up.