129 Axiom

In Surabaya, in a Chinese-pop-pop community, hundreds of Chinese are waiting outside their stores. Among them, there are many big men wearing small iron pots and holding wooden sticks. A Chinese man even carries nitric acid in a large gasoline barrel and is preparing something.

The Suraphasa incident has been upgraded from the tyranny of the original Dutch colonial authorities' military and police to the local indigenous Chinese exclusion. The situation is getting more and more tense.

Dutch colonists have ruled Indonesia since the 17th century by means of division and rule and the search for ruler's agents. The Dutch colonists chose a small number of upper-class Chinese and upper-class indigenous people as their agents.

Large companies controlled by the Dutch colonists really manipulate price changes and carry out economic plundering, but let many Chinese people who are engaged in small traders, the most industrious, most hard-working, and low-priced work bear the notoriety of plundering wealth. In order to transfer the anti-Dutch sentiment to the Chinese, the Dutch colonial rulers constantly provoked the relationship between these lazy indigenous people and industrious and kind-working Chinese to enjoy the benefits of fishermen. Therefore, Chinese Indonesians have become the scapegoat of Indonesia's uninterrupted struggle for group interests.

Suddenly, the Indonesian natives squatting and walking all over the street raised their heads doubtfully, and everyone seemed to feel the sound of neat footsteps on the ground. The roar sounded from a distance, and then it got closer and closer.

Maintaining public security in this community, the most listless white patrol officers, heard the sound and lay on the sun chair and pushed up the white coconut shell sun hats.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. In a blink of an eye, people saw a group of yellow-skinned young people wearing neat and new military uniforms, although they were all sweating heavily by the equatorial sun, and their young faces were red. But the footsteps were raised high and fell neatly. The goose steps of the German-style military exercise were extremely neat and rumbled. It was Song Que who walked in front of the team. His eyes were twice as cold and his waist was straight, as if he was silently demonstrating to the indigenous people and foreign soldiers around him. The sweat on his face had completely soaked his clothes, but he did not wipe it a little, and his footsteps were still raised high and fell heavily. The dust splashed from 300 pairs of horse boots completely enveloped the team.

This Li Xiang's strongest fighting machine, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, exudes magnificent majesty and opens his bloodthirsty fangs.

No one made a sound, no one gasped. The Dutch patrol officer lying on the cool chair subconsciously jumped up and stood up straight!

In the middle of the team, there is a four-wheeled carriage with the badge of the Governor's Palace. Lixiang was standing in the carriage and looking at Suramiya, sighing with emotion.

With two armored cruisers equipped with cannons as the backing, he can pull the entourage so arrogantly. Walk on the streets of Surya!

Justice is indeed only in the range of cannons and so on.

The scorpioners gathered outside the shops of the Chinese community. Those gloomy and strange eyes looked at each other, as if they understood which side of the team was coming. It slowly dispersed, but the cold eyes of hatred still came over. The young Tang costumes gathered at the door of the shops in the Chinese community were stunned, and then understood their skin color, as well as the arrogant posture deliberately put on the young general standing on the four-wheeled carriage. He immediately coaxed and cheered!

"My motherland, our soldiers."

They couldn't help shedding tears.

It can reflect the style of the soldiers of the motherland at any time. Only at such a critical moment can we double know the importance of the motherland.

Those young people in Chinese school student clothes took out the five-color flags, blue sky and white sun flags that had been put away after the Surai incident, and waved excitedly.

Li Xiang even saw someone take out a five-star red flag belonging to his Ezhou Revolutionary Army.

A Chinese store carefully took off a board door and poked out its head. Look around, and then fly in to report. In a short time, the door was picked. Those Chinese bosses and bosses, who have been sunburned and are mostly southerners, ran out and silently looked at this fierce and powerful team. They are not as happy and unscrupulous as those Chinese youths, but just staring at them.

It turned out that the lazy policemen at the gate of the Chinese school were busy, and there they pulled up a guard line to isolate the young people from rushing over. The white, mixed-race and indigenous policemen did not speak. They are all a little stupid. Why did a Chinese team come out here?

The whole street turned out to be quieter than just now. In addition to the small cheers of some Chinese youths, it was the neat footsteps of military boots.

In the carriage, the Dutch lord and Xiao Dongyang Uchida Ryohei looked at Li and thought of this style. One is panic, and the other is a double gloomy face.

Li Xiang just looked at the cheering Chinese young people and the silent Chinese bosses. He didn't look at the indigenous thin monkeys, but just smiled and saluted the Chinese people who looked around silently. He smiled so kindly.

Li wanted to stand in the carriage, as excited as Lincoln, and began his impromptu speech:

"Each of our overseas Chinese is yellow-skinned, dark-haired, and is a descendant of Yanhuang. At this urgent moment, the government will not leave anyone behind."

"In those days, I read the newspaper every day and paid attention to the news of Surya. I think you are like my family. I'm worried about your safety.

They, who had been afraid all the time, were so excited that they shed tears.

Li Xiang also touched a handful of tears, waved his arms at the young people, and shouted, "Only the true strength of the country can make every Chinese stand in the forest of the world, and all over the world can hold his head high and not be bullied. As every Chinese, we should remember to be united, self-reliant and progressive.

"I swear!" He jumped out for the Chinese youth and shouted, "We must make the greatest contribution to the prosperity of the motherland!"

Followed by a group of people: "We swear that we must make the greatest contribution to the prosperity of the motherland!"

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The Dutch are full of birdie. However, two large iron-clad ships were blocked in the port, so they could only bear their anger and hope to send God as soon as possible.

The Suraya Governor's Mansion was decorated with lights and joy today. Countless decent servants stood in a row at the door.

The governor's mansion has a large area of dense redwood, and a large blue tiled swimming pool is built on the glass-covered slate platform. A steep and breathtaking cement driveway goes straight up a canyon. The house is high at the top of the driveway, with magnificent views overlooking Surabaya. At this moment, Suratashi is like a city immersed in the bottom of a brown lake, shining under the water.

All kinds of ancient aristocratic coats of arms on the luxurious carriage are full of nobleness. Li Xiang and his party stepped into the door of the mansion. The first thing they felt was a heat wave coming through a beautiful garden with vertical days. After the servants led the Chinese envoys to a spacious flower hall, another decently dressed foreign housekeeper took the Chinese ambassadors to a huge stone rescue spiral staircase. At each corner of the stairs, there were two ancient medieval European armored warriors holding swords. There are words for a long time. Hanging on the situation wall of the stairs.

After entering the third floor, a colonial military attache greeted him reservedly. In the future, the Chinese ambassador, who had also made foreigners in Hankou, welcome him into the inner compartment.

Indigenous servants in white coats are pushing the tall Chinese-style painting screen into the empty trough of the wall, showing a long banquet hall and a long cold table full of rich dishes. The two chefs use fast knives to try the hot ham and turkey. The guests came in one after another to eat. Several men wore angular army uniforms.

The distinguished guests saw the arrival of the young and excessive Chinese ambassador, and the whispered conversation immediately stopped, and every ninja looked up and down at the mysterious legendary General Li. It's too young!

The servants respectfully opened the chairs and arranged several high-level Wang Jingwei and others on the left side of the main table.

The table where Li Xiang is sitting is full of a lot of patience, wearing silk hollow gloves, a long silk skirt, a fan decorated with tassels covering the cherry mouth, and a foreign woman with precious perfume. Her blue eyes are looking at the young and excessive Chinese ambassador.

Li wanted to smile and just look left and right. Among the full seats, the majority of foreigners are still, and only a few Chinese wearing dresses and wearing the ribbons issued by the colonial authorities are decorated with them. Looking at Li Xiang's eyes, he quickly turned around. The distance of the table is very wide, and Li Xiang's eyes are extremely far away. The gold cutlery is glittering in the lights.

"Welcome to the history of civilization as a guest, distinguished Chinese ambassador."

The governor of East Java, the Kingdom of the Netherlands, wearing a white dress and a ribbon star, the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat stood up and politely raised his glass.

Two iron-clad ships, Haichen and Haichao, arrived in Surabaya with the negotiating ambassadors at this time. The Netherlands is a small European country. What I think is trouble, and what I decide is to be polite and give a quick thought.

Li Xiang noticed at the first glance that such a big governor's mansion. The servants who serve are all local indigenous people, and there is no Chinese!

"What a lovely party," Li wanted to say something without nutrition to the foreign governor, and glanced at the many French impressionist paintings hanging on the surrounding wall. "What a magnificent house."

"No," the foreign governor also showed a fake smile, and of course he was a little complacent. He is a short man with thick, curly yellow hair and an eagle-like face. His voice is low, and he is simply a bass. Marshal Li, I spent a tenth of my effort on this, but I don't care... Tell me, Marshal Li, what do you think of the Surahi incident?

"I'm sorry, I don't understand," Li said while eating his plate of dishes rudely. "The Chinese in front of us have many problems waiting to be solved, right?"

"Ah, the nature of a soldier, and his words are absolutely accurate!" The foreign governor nodded and glanced at Li Xiang shrewdly, "It's more correct to ask for the abolition of the contractual Chinese labor system'. I think everyone understands your intention to come here. That's what you think, right?"