This Is Slaughter, Not War
Chapter 44:This Is Slaughter, Not War
The first time of attack in Jakarta, the Royal Dutch Army had been awakened, troops began to assemble, and a group of soldiers began to wear equipment and ready to reinforce the port position.
No one knows who the attacker is, but that doesn’t matter.
In Jakarta, two Royal Dutch Infantry Divisions are located on the seaside less than two kilometers from the port of Jakarta and one on the western outskirts of Jakarta.
By the time the two infantry divisions began to assemble, the forts had been destroyed, and the third round of artillery salves was fired, and the targets went straight to the two barracks.
There was no shelter fortress, no protective trenches, and the flat barracks encountered naval guns, and the end could be imagined.
The powerful guns, a series of shells fell, and the two camps were instantly engulfed by violent explosions.
The 355 mm gun, using anti-kill grenades, the absolute kill range of more than 300 meters, a large barracks was blown down by the shock wave of the explosion, one soldier was either torn by the explosion or by the huge power of the explosion to break the internal organs, resulting in the death of internal bleeding.
In the governor's house, Autterel listened to the sound of dense explosions in his ears, and the whole people were stupid, and as a soldier, he knew better than anyone what such an explosion meant.
Large-calibre guns, which must be large battleships, attack points are at the stations of two infantry divisions, soldiers of flesh and blood, how to resist the terrible ship gunfire.
“England, France or the United States... which country?”
Autterel, holding his own hair in his hands, could not think of any country that would attack the Dutch colonies, and above all, with such heavy artillery fire, the attackers must have assembled a very large fleet.
This kind of fire, even if all the warships of the Royal Netherlands Navy are gathered together, and multiplied by three times the number, I am afraid that it will not reach the current fire intensity and density.
This is a powerful force that the Kingdom of the Netherlands cannot resist, and even if the navies of the countries in the Far East are assembled, it is probably not so.
In an instant, Autterel lost all the courage to resist, and in the face of such an enemy, the Kingdom of the Netherlands sent no more troops.
The Royal Netherlands Navy is not an opponent at all, and it is impossible to change the situation here.
At this point, Autterel slowly stood up, sorted out his dress and meter, and then sat quietly in his office, waiting for the last moment to arrive.
At the same time, the dense artillery fire in the sea did not stop.
The port of Jakarta, already a chaotic, explosive fire, reflected a large city.
A part of the Dutch soldier who fled the station looked at the camp of fire and exploding in front of him, unaware of what to do.
They were only colonial armies, dealing with civilians, who had never encountered such a situation, and watched most of their comrades-in-arms be submerged by explosions, and those who escaped were cold hands and feet, and were deeply dominated by fear, even those officers, who were no better.
There is no army that has experienced war, how to resist the tiger and wolf division.
When the muzzles were pointed at them, only instinctively put down the weapon and raised his hands.
The Red Guards Corps, an Army Division, even ten kilometers away in the mountains, built artillery positions to prepare the fleet to stop shelling and cover the infantry to attack the surviving Dutch forces.
But when they quietly approached the Dutch troops, they found that the opponents who were preparing to attack had already lost their combat effectiveness, and the Dutch soldiers were not well dressed, some of them were not even wearing shoes, and the people with weapons in their hands were only a few.
When the Red Guards appeared, the battle in preparation did not appear, and one Dutch soldiers, seeing the cold muzzle, were very conscious of raising their guns.
Even on the faces of these capitulated Dutch soldiers, they saw an expression of relief, and seemed to say, at last, that they did not have to die.
This made the soldiers of the Red Guards feel very insignificant.
The two infantry divisions were killed and wounded for the most part, and when the first division rushed into the port, the Dutch soldiers in the port, only a slight resistance, surrendered.
In fact, these Dutch soldiers also knew that the attackers had launched such a large fleet, and that they would resist again, and that it would be pointless.
This is not inland, and the gunfire can easily send them to hell.
When the attackers sent out the ground troops, surrender was the best choice, and in the face of survival, there were several people who would choose to die, let alone a group of rags.
The battle in Jakarta ended unexpectedly, but it was only the Dutch.
One by one, the Dutch soldiers laid down their arms and surrendered, but the attack did not stop.
In Jakarta, a team of soldiers entered the city, and the gunfire rang out everywhere in Jakarta, and it lasted all night.
The governor's office in Jakarta, as well as all Dutch government agencies and commercial institutions, the headquarters of several international trading companies, were surrounded and cordoned off by Red Guard soldiers.
The sound of gunfire throughout the city, unwittingly thought it was the Dutch soldiers, who were resisting the intruders.
In Jakarta, in addition to the Red Guard Corps, only Li Yishan heard the difference of gunfire, this is a massacre, not a war.
All the Chinese who were gathered together listened with some fear to the gunshots outside, and they did not know what was happening.
The whole of Chinatown was protected by heavily armed Red Guard soldiers and temporarily controlled the freedom of the Chinese.
Li Yishan took advantage of everyone's sleeplessness to bring together the patriarchs of the families, because the war had only just begun.
In the hall of Li's shrine, facing a group of nervous old friends, Li Yishan said: "Everyone should not be nervous, we are safe."
Li Yishan's attitude made the family chiefs seem to understand something.
“Brother Li, do you know what happened?”
Li Yishan nodded and said, "The era of our Chinese is coming, and I will introduce you to a person."
Li Yishan's voice just fell, from the back hall out of an officer, camouflage uniforms, heavy military boots, camouflage helmets, the face is also flowers and green camouflage, so that the scene of a patriarch, are a little confused.
The officer who came out wanted to salute the army and said in Chinese: "You don't need to be afraid, I am ordered to protect you, the soldiers outside are my subordinates."
A group of patriarchs heard the familiar Chinese language, with a strong hometown tone, suddenly rest assured, but also hurriedly said hello, from time to time to ask the problem within the identity.
When Li Yishan saw the reaction of the people, he said, "People don't have to ask, you will soon know that there are still things that need everyone's help."
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