Chapter five hundred and fifty-one Nanyang (three)
"Why?" A cry from the bottom of the heart came from everyone's mouth.
This old man, known as Uncle Wang, was wearing a blue gown, and his wrinkled old face recorded the vicissitudes of time. The corners of his mouth wriggled hard before he said bitterly: "Why am I here to tell you why? Because we don't have gun barrels in our hands."
Because we don’t have an army to back us up here because we don’t have a strong navy.”
Every time the old man said something, everyone's hearts jumped. Yes, without guns, how can everyone fight with their bare hands? Without an army to support them, how could the British take these overseas wanderers in their eyes?
How could a powerful Chinese navy come to this distant Malaysia?
The young man looked at the reserved faces of the British soldiers not far away and the contemptuous eyes that could not be concealed. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, with a look of humiliation on his face, and his teeth bit his lip so hard.
There were deep tooth marks, and wisps of blood seeped out from the teeth marks. Finally, he endured his grief and yelled, "Everyone, let's go. Sooner or later, we will take revenge for today's incident."
This young man was obviously a leader among his peers. After listening to his words, dozens of young men suppressed their anger and walked back angrily with the others.
After the young people who took the lead left, the remaining people gradually dispersed and walked back.
Seeing that the troublemakers finally dispersed, the British officer behind him had a look of contempt in his eyes. He skillfully rolled the Wilburly Scott revolver in his hand in a circle and stuffed it into the holster.
The British soldier behind him said: "To deal with these cowardly yellow-skinned pigs, you can only use guns to make them remember their names. Soldiers, if those pigs come to cause trouble again in the future, you will have to use the guns in your hands to tell them whether the bullets are harder or theirs."
You have a tough head, do you understand?”
"Hahaha" the British soldiers behind him laughed wildly, and someone even shouted: "Captain Weber, I heard that your ancestors were nobles, aren't you afraid of losing the face of the nobles by doing this?"
Captain Weber turned around and walked back, complaining as he walked: "Hell, I always think that aristocratic etiquette is reserved for real gentlemen and beautiful ladies, not for those rude and barbaric eastern natives. Okay, I
We have to go in and report to Lord Nelson and General Percival. You have to watch the door carefully. If those yellow-skinned monkeys come to harass us again, don't be polite. You can open fire immediately. This is what General Percival personally granted us.
s right."
Following Captain Weber's complaint, he pushed open the closed door at the back and walked towards the splendidly decorated manor.
This extremely luxuriously decorated manor is the official residence of Lord Wilson, the British Governor in Malaysia, where Lord Wilson works and lives on weekdays.
At this time, Wilson was in a very happy mood, sitting on a wicker chair embroidered with purple bauhinia cushions. The soft cushions and the large and comfortable wicker chair made him feel very comfortable. The one in front of the table was exquisite and elegant, depicting a classical atmosphere.
The faint fragrance rising from the Chinese-style cup made him feel appetizing.
Gently picking up the beautifully crafted cup and taking a sip of coffee, Wilson sighed and said to a middle-aged man wearing a British Army uniform in front of him: "These damn Chinese people only added a little tax to create such a big problem."
If the news comes out, it will really cause trouble for me. If it weren't for the fact that they can still make money for our British Empire, I would have handed them over to the natives and let them take care of them."
This middle-aged man is Lieutenant General Percival, the British commander in Malaysia. Due to Malaysia's important position in the British Asian colonies, the British government specially set up a Malayan Command in Malaysia, with a total of two
The Malay Infantry Brigade, an Indian Army, an Indian Infantry Brigade and other British infantry regiments, totaling nearly 60,000 people, were all under the command of Lieutenant General Percival.
Lieutenant General Percival put down the beautifully made coffee cup in his hand and said reservedly: "No, Lord Wilson, you are wrong. These Chinese people still have some advantages, at least their porcelain is not bad."
"Haha" Wilson smiled and nodded: "Yeah, at least their porcelain is pretty good, but that's about it, isn't it?"
"Tuk tuk tuk" there was a knock on the door.
Lieutenant General Percival smiled and said to Lord Wilson: "It seems that Captain Webb has solved the problem." After speaking, Percival turned his head and said loudly: "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, Captain Webb walked in with his head held high, raised his hands and gave a British military salute, and loudly reported: "General Percival, Lord Wilson, Army Captain Webb reports to you that the soldiers and I have driven away those pigs at the door.
,please give your instructions”
"Captain Weber," Lord Wilson said lightly and reservedly: "You are an army officer of the British Empire, not one of those rude and savage cowboys of the American West. Don't call people pigs at all times. This goes against the etiquette of our nobles."
,do you understand"
Captain Weber said without changing his expression: "Sir Governor, I'm really sorry for saying such things, but apart from this word, I really can't think of a better adjective to describe those Eastern natives who should be wearing long braids.
.”
"Ha" Lord Wilson couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head helplessly, "General Percival, your subordinate is really upright."
Facing his subordinates, Pasiva's expression became serious: "Captain Weber, if something like this happens again, please don't report it to me and the Governor. I authorize you to fire directly on the spot. You understand."
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"It's General, fire on the spot. I will go to the door immediately to build a few more machine gun positions. If they come again, I will definitely teach them a lesson." Captain Webb still saluted and went out.
Watching his men go out, Lieutenant General Percival shook his head and said to Lord Wilson, "Lord Wilson, I am still a little confused about the government's decision this time. Why did the government do this to kill the goose that lays the goose to lay the egg? After all,
The wool has to be sheared again and again to obtain greater benefits. Now we are happy to harvest the surnames of those Eastern indigenous people, but the future tax revenue will also be cut off."
Lord Wilson smiled contemptuously: "This is our Prime Minister teaching those Eastern natives who don't understand the rules. In the last air war in Great Britain, those Chinese people dared to send people to help the Germans interfere with and attack our radar stations.
We caused a lot of losses, so our Prime Minister proposed this bill in the House of Lords. Those members saw that there was money in the account and they could teach the Chinese branch factory a lesson, so they quickly passed the bill. After all,
In the air battles in the past few months, we have lost thousands of fighter planes and more than 500 pilots. The empire also needs to raise some funds to replenish the treasury, not to mention if we don't teach those damn Chinese people, our British Empire
Wouldn’t the majesty be gone?”
Lieutenant General Percival shook his head in confusion, "Dear Lord Wilson, although I am a soldier and don't know much about economics, I still think that the Imperial Council's approach this time is really inappropriate. Although the current Chinese Navy has nothing
Actual combat experience, but after all, the quantity and quality of their warships are there, no matter how weak a child is, he can still kill someone if he pulls the trigger of a rifle."
After listening to Lieutenant General Percival's words, the Governor smiled, "Dear Percival, but don't forget, the question is, does this kid have the courage to pull the trigger? You know, the Navy doesn't send a few unlucky people.
It can be manipulated by illiterate people. Even if the Chinese fleet does come, the battleship "Prince of Wales" and the battlecruiser "Repulse" stationed outside the port will send their courage to the bottom of the sea. Then
Only then will they understand that the navy is not something that a group of natives can afford."
After listening to Lord Wilson's words, Lieutenant General Percival shook his head slightly. He always felt that this incident would anger those Chinese people, especially their president who was said to have a bad temper.
At this time, Uncle Wang and the young man, who had just returned home, were sitting at home and sulking.
The irritable young man walked back and forth in the room: "Uncle Wang, those British guys have made it clear that they want to swallow up our factories and industries. If we continue to swallow our anger, the little foundation we have accumulated over generations will be robbed by those foreign devils."
gone"
"Are you, Zhou Zihao, the only one who understands these principles? Are we all blind?" Uncle Wang glared at the young man: "We entrusted Mr. Chen to return to China to seek help, hoping that the government can negotiate with the British as soon as possible. Mr. Chen has not sent back any news yet.
Just take your people and attack the Governor's Palace. What if those British soldiers really shoot, kill and wound our people?"
"It's better to be beaten to death by them than to be angry to death." Zhou Zihao said unconvinced: "I'm really fed up with this kind of birdiness. We pay so much tax to them every year. Not only do they not protect us, but now
Is there any justice in trying to seize our factories and enterprises under a cunning pretext? You should know that these foundations are the blood and sweat accumulated bit by bit by the older generation."
"Okay." Uncle Wang waved his hand: "I know the truth better than you, Zihao, let me tell you that next time you incite the villagers to make trouble with the British, I will never spare you. The most important thing for us now is to wait.
According to Mr. Chen's instructions, I will go to the telegraph office to wait for news. You must go back to the house immediately and don't come out. We must not let anything happen again." After that, Uncle Wang walked out the door.