I, the super rich crown prince, will build the richest country

A few days later, in a coastal town called Angar in East Seram County, Maluku Province.

Just now, Zhalang and his tribesmen successfully captured the officials and police sent from Java in the town, locked them up in a house in the town, and left a few people to guard them.

Then he asked the tribesmen to collect boats nearby.

After a search, 22 boats for offshore fishing were finally found.

Not big.

But it was enough.

It's better to have it than not.

Then wait.

Wait for the night to fall.

When it was 8 o'clock in the evening.

Zhalang then asked the tribesmen to drive these 22 fishing boats out to sea.

"Uncle Zhalang, could we have got the wrong place?"

"It's so dark here, I can't see anything, and the wind is so strong, there are no passing ships."

On a fishing boat, Zhalang's nephew, Harina, looked at the dark sea and whispered.

He suspected that his uncle must have been cheated.

Zhalang ignored him, but took out his mobile phone to check the time. Five minutes had passed since the agreed time.

However, in this dark sea, there was no light, which made Zhalang feel uncertain. Could it be that the new Han people cheated him?

But, there is no need for this.

I don't understand.

Fortunately, he came here, and Zhalang decided to wait and see.

Another ten minutes passed.

Still no passing ships were seen.

If there was a ship, the lights on the ship could be seen from a long distance.

The key is that there is no ship.

"Uncle Zalang, "183", you must have been deceived. It's been 15 minutes. If people were coming, they would have come long ago. I think we should retreat. The sea is so cold with such big waves and wind."

Looking at the still dark sea, Zalang was a little disappointed.

Not only did he not get the weapons, he also had to face jail.

After all, he has arrested the officials and police of the town now. The Javanese authorities will definitely arrest him later to set an example.

He doesn't care about these.

What he cares about is weapons and equipment.

With weapons and equipment, they, the Maluku people, have a chance to fight for independence.

"Let's go!"

The disappointed Zalang said, and was about to return.

Suddenly, the sea water not far away began to roll?

"What's going on?"

"Is it a shark?"

Many people were startled and quickly shone their flashlights over there.

Seeing the rolling waves, everyone was trembling in their hearts.

"There is something under the sea."

Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, Zhalang also looked over.

Gradually, the rolling white waves became more and more.

In the end, there were more and more.

A black giant appeared, and the people around saw it rising from the seabed.Seeing the giant and the black metal, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Submarine?"

Zhalang looked at it in astonishment.

Could it be?

A possibility flashed through his mind.

"Uncle Zhalang, I...what should we do now? Should we call everyone to flee?"

Harina asked in a trembling voice.

"No need."

Zhalang shook his head.

Looking at the submarine that suddenly appeared with a serious face.

"Tell everyone not to move. This may be the person we are waiting for."

The person we are waiting for?

Harina was stunned.

The surfacing submarine did not completely emerge from the water, but was only half submerged.

Then everyone saw the hatch on the top of the submarine open, and a person climbed out of it after a while.

The man looked at them, and Zhalang stepped forward and said in English: "Hello, I'm Zhalang."

"Are you Zhalang?"

"Yes! I am!"

"Yes."

After checking the face in the photo and confirming that there was no mistake, the man said: "Wait a minute, there are a lot of supplies, I will have someone move them out, and you also arrange to load them onto your boat as soon as possible."

"Okay!"

Zhalang nodded quickly and immediately asked someone to row the fishing boat over to the submarine.

It will be easier to carry it this way.

"Uncle."

"Am I dreaming?"

"Transporting weapons and ammunition to submarines?"

Harina swallowed and said with shock.

"Yes~~" Zhalang responded softly.

Not to mention Harina, even he was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the "ship" Zhai Yuanliang mentioned turned out to be a submarine.

Well, this was far beyond his expectations.

But it didn't matter.

The important thing was that he would get the weapons soon.

With the weapons, he could do a great job.

Soon, the staff in the submarine carried out boxes full of AKs, bullets and grenades one by one, with a total of hundreds of boxes.

And the people brought by Zha Lang also moved the boxes to the ship.

A submarine soldier told Zha Lang; "The submarine's loading capacity is limited. This time, only 1,000 AKs and 150,000 rounds of bullets were transported, in addition to 50 rocket launchers, 500 grenades, and 200 rockets."

"When the subsequent weapons and ammunition are delivered, you will be notified."

"As for the transaction method, I will notify you then."

Hearing that there were only 1,000 AK assault rifles, Zha Lang was a little disappointed.

After all, he had thought of 10,000 rifles before.

But I heard that they would need to be transported later.

And a submarine does not have enough space to accommodate 10,000 AK assault rifles.

It is already very difficult to pack these 100 boxes.

If there are 10,000 AKs, the number will be even greater.

Let alone 1 submarine.

Even 5 submarines are useless.

For the later transportation, it mainly depends on whether Zhalang can succeed. If the entire Sailan Island is captured, there will be more ways to provide follow-up support, whether it is air or sea transportation.

"Understood, I am waiting for news from your country at any time."

"Hmm~~"

"Okay, if nothing happens, we will leave first. If we wait for a long time, it will be easy to be discovered."

"Okay!"

After all the boxes were moved away, the crew brought by Zhalang also withdrew to the fishing boat, and after rowing for a distance, the submarine began to sink.

The sea water was churning again.

Until the shadow could not be seen.

Zhalang was in a good mood. He opened a box, took out an AK from it, pulled the bolt, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad!"

Others followed suit.

Took out the weapon from the box and felt it.

Most of the people brought by Zhalang have learned how to shoot.

Although it has been a long time since they learned how to shoot.

But when they held the gun again, they felt familiar instantly.

"Uncle, with this weapon, we don't have to be afraid of the Javanese anymore. If we really fight, we also have the ability to fight back."

Harina was playing with the AK in his hand with excitement, and was already thinking about taking him. When he attacked the Javanese, the Javanese showed a horrified expression on their faces.

"Okay."

"Tell everyone to start the boat."

"Let's go back to the town first."

"Yes!"

Soon, more than 20 small fishing boats, each with boxes.

In less than half an hour, the fishing boats returned to the town.

Then the boxes containing bullets, rifles, rocket launchers and other weapons were lifted down.

After arriving on the shore, Zhalang first had people load all the weapons onto the truck and transport them to the mountain behind the town.

The mountain behind the town was not steep, but the dense vegetation made it easy to hide.

After all the weapons were transported away.

Zhalang then came to the place where the mayor was imprisoned.

Four tribesmen in front of the door, after seeing him, hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Zhalang!"

"Well, open the door and bring the mayor out."

"Yes!"

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"Get out!"

"...Don't kill me...Please don't kill me."

A dark-skinned, middle-aged man with a big belly was escorted out. After seeing Zhalang, he knelt on the ground, crawled in front of Zhalang, and begged: "Zhalang, don't kill me, I don't want to die yet, I have elderly people and children to support at home."

"Stop!"

Zhalang raised his hand to interrupt.

Then he looked at the mayor who was begging for mercy with a cold face, as long as you cooperate obediently, I can spare your life.

Hearing this, the mayor said quickly: "Don't worry, I will definitely cooperate. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Very good."

Zhalang raised his hand and pointed at two people: "You take him and follow me to the mayor's office..."

Hearing this, two tribesmen escorted the mayor to an office.

"You."

Zhalang pointed at the mayor; "You call the county."

"Just say that someone in the town has rebelled and request reinforcements."

"If they ask you how many people you have, just say there are 30 or 40 people, okay?"

"Ah?"[]

The mayor was dumbfounded.

I don't understand what Zhalang is doing.

Isn't this courting death?

Seeing the mayor standing there in a daze, Zhalang slapped him in the face.

The sound of "slap" was very crisp and loud.

The mayor screamed "ah" in pain.

Zhalang scolded: "What are you doing standing there?"

"Hurry up and fight!"

Under Zhalang's coercion and intimidation, the mayor trembled and picked up the phone and quickly dialed a number: "Hello, I am the mayor of Angar. I have an urgent matter to report to the county governor. What's wrong with sleeping? Tell him that someone has rebelled and send people to encircle and suppress them..."

Snap.

Hang up the phone.

The mayor squeezed out a flattering smile and looked at Zhalang: "Is it okay?"

"good"

Zhalang showed satisfaction on his face.

"You did a good job."

"Thank you for your efforts. I will not forget you."

After that, he took out a pistol and pointed it at the mayor.

"You..."

"Bang!" The gun went off.

A blood hole instantly appeared between the mayor's eyebrows, and blood flowed out of it.

With a snap, he fell to the ground.

He never expected that Zhalang would change his face so quickly.

One second he was praising him for his good work, and the next second he pulled out a pistol to shoot him.

Zhalang didn't even look at the mayor.

He ordered the two tribesmen at the door: "Kill all the people in the detention room."

Since you want to rebel.

Strive for independence.

Then you must kill the Javanese people on the island.

Otherwise, when the Javanese army arrives, these people will immediately turn against them and rebel.

Besides, they are not from the same tribe.

When Javanese occupied the island, they also killed a lot of Maluku people.

He is just seeking revenge now.

"Uncle!"

"Why should we let the mayor call the county to report the incident?"

"Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Harina, who followed the whole process, was puzzled and didn't understand why his uncle did this.

"You!"

"Read more books."

"Think about it, if the county receives a call, will it send troops or police to encircle and suppress the situation?"

Harina: "Then it will definitely be 2.2."

Zhalang: "If they send troops, weWe will ambush them on the road they must pass through and catch them off guard."

"Once we eliminate the reinforcements from the county, it will be easy for us to attack the county town, right?"

"Oh~~"

Harina showed a look of realization: "I understand, you are moving them out of the county to encircle and suppress them?"

"Finally figured it out?"

Zhalang smiled and said: "Not stupid!"

"If they hide in the city, it will not be so easy to attack them if we want to fight them."

"But, we will move them out of the city and ambush them on the road they must pass through."

"And the county town is not clear about the situation here, nor how many people we have, so I believe that the number of people sent to encircle and suppress them will not exceed 400. ”

“As long as we kill these 400 people, there won’t be many troops in the county. We can take the opportunity to attack and take the county at the lowest cost.”

“As long as we take the county, we can get supplies and recruit more tribesmen to stand up against the rule of the Javanese.”

The organization he formed now has more than 300 people.

It seems that there are fewer than the reinforcements in the county, but he is confident.

The reason is very simple, there are powerful weapons such as RPG rocket launchers.

In addition, there are so many grenades.

Let’s set an ambush.

Besides, there may not even be 300 people when we say 400 people.

After all, Bula County is just a small county with a population of more than 20,000.

Anyway, he is confident that he will win.

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