Java Island, Bay of Batavia.

In the past, only fishermen and sailors would visit the beach, but at this time there were screams of screams that were connected to the sky and the earth.

Countless mobs who did not know whether they were innocent or dead were crowded, and were completely in chaos. Crying loudly, more and more people were driven here, including young people holding sticks and stones but with panic on their faces, women holding children, and elderly people trembling with crutches. All of them were slowly driven into the sea. If you look down from a high altitude, there are also shallow waters near the beach in the entire Batavia Bay, and there are dense people! Living people! People driven by a yellow military uniform.

The army in yellow uniforms was moving forward silently like a wall. All the soldiers held the bayonet rifles, with cold expressions and no soft-heartedness. The officer carrying the samurai sword saw that the Javanese in front of them refused to walk into the sea any longer, so he pointed the samurai sword at the crowd.

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Neat gunfire sounded! White smoke rose from the muzzle in rows, and dense bullets sprinkled like raindrops to the crowd that was also denser than bullets. After each rogue of guns, rows of Javanese people were knocked to the ground. Some had not died immediately and let out heart-wrenching screams, while other Javanese people who had not been killed and were crying desperately, and they turned their eyes to the sea from time to time, hoping that the Chinese warships could quickly drive from Singapore to save them, completely forgetting how they and their ancestors treated the Chinese immigrants who used sweat and hard work to turn Java from a wild land into a rich and fertile land. However, there was not even a smallest fishing boat on the sea.

Only the Japanese rifles kept ringing, and bullets that were denser than raindrops kept firing at the crowd!

The entire beach of Batavia Bay was soon filled with hell on earth. There were layers of corpses everywhere on the beach. The Japanese army's big-headed leather shoes stomped over, and all the blood was splashed. The sea water was filled with corpses, and the other was the heads of the Javanese people hiding in the water to avoid the attack. However, the Japanese soldiers stepped into the water and continued to shoot with rifles. From time to time, they used a sharp bayonet to pierce the chest of the Javanese who was struggling to get up from the blood-stained sea water.

Just when Batavia Beach became a slaughterhouse, there were hundreds of thousands of Javanese crying desperately on the road from Batavia city to the beach, under the coercion of Japanese bayonets, stumbled towards the beach. Most of them were residents of Batavia. Some were captured by the Japanese Red Army from nearby villages. Although they didn't know what was waiting for them in front of them, they already understood that something was wrong! The Japanese soldiers who were said to be defeated by the Chinese soon were completely crazy now! The rifles and machine guns in their hands were not fire-burning sticks to scare people. Whoever walked slower than others or showed that they wanted to escape would be shot immediately! When they thought that what they were walking now was probably a dead end. These Javanese, who had always bullied the weak and feared the strong, all burst into tears, but they did not dare to slow down at all!

The most brutal and inhumane scene in this world war was staged at the same time in Java and Sumatra.

The dark clouds rolled, and the heavy rain suddenly poured down. The rain curtain was like a flash, covering this scene of human tragedy, as if crying and saddening for the bloody massacre. The Tanjung Perak Port outside the city of Surabaya, the blood, rain and sea water have been completely mixed together, dyeing the sea water into a light red, turning the ground into a bloody quagmire.

As the second largest city in East India of the Netherlands and the last home port of the Japanese joint fleet, it is of course one of the most intense protests in Java. The Japanese Red Marine Corps received an order from Yamamoto Iroku this morning. Several live-fire marine wings drove into Surabaya from the barracks outside the city. First, they were bloody and began to drive the civilians in the city to concentrate at Tanjung Perak Port, waiting for those Javanese civilians, of course, there was no doubt that the ruthless killing was undoubtedly.

Iroku Yamamoto, wearing a blue and red navy uniform, stepped on the scarlet land with a gloomy face, and looked at the sea of ​​corpses and blood in front of him. Every Marine in a military uniform stood attentively and saluted respectfully, but he didn't know it, just silent.

Once this massacre that was almost exterminated by a nation was exposed, it would definitely attract criticism from the whole world. Although these soldiers could blame Takeda Yukio, Kato Ken and Japanese GCD. However, as the executioner who carried out the massacre mission, I am afraid that Yamamoto Iroku would have to live in seclusion in a big city in the Greater China Federation for the rest of his life under the name of Zhao Shanmoto.

The Japanese Navy members were escorting the Javanese who had not been executed to clean up the scene. The bodies were carried and dragged. Many people were knocked into hornets' nests by machine guns. The blood had long been dried up, with only black wounds. All the corpses gathered together and formed piles of corpses worth more than ten meters high. Countless trembling Javanese were being escorted by the Japanese army with guns, using shovels and shovels and even digging pits with both hands. Because of fear, they worked hard like crazy. The pits were digging bigger and bigger, and their deaths were naturally getting closer and closer!

I don’t know how long it took, a Japanese naval officer wearing a rubber cloth raincoat walked to Yamamoto Izuru, stood at attention, and saluted Yamamoto: "Commander! The entire indigenous people of Surasawa City have been basically cleaned up. This is the world of our great Japanese nation!"

Yamamoto Iroji turned his head and looked at the pile of corpses. The Japanese naval officer whispered: "According to preliminary estimates, more than 60,000 indigenous people were eliminated in Tanjung Perak Port alone, and there were no less than 80,000 indigenous people executed at two other execution grounds outside Surabaya City. In addition, at least 160,000 indigenous people who were beaten to death in Surabaya City, and more than 200,000 people have been taken into custody..."

Yamamoto huffed: "Everything will be killed! 360,000 people... only account for three percent of the total indigenous population of Sumatra, you must continue to work hard!"

The officer saluted and left, and another officer in a navy blue uniform came over next to him: "Commander..."

Yamamoto turned his head and saw that it was Jisaburo Ozawa, the current commander of the First Fleet. Yamamoto smiled and said, "Ozawa-kun, your people have not participated in the massacre, right?"

Jisaburo Ozawa shook his head. This massacre was planned with a strict plan. Not all Japanese troops on Sumatra and Java would carry out massacre missions. Most Japanese officers and soldiers were only responsible for "maintaining public order" and drove the indigenous people to designated execution grounds, and then specially selected "executioners" to kill people. The reason for this arrangement is actually to concentrate the crime of killing civilians on a few people. If the Chinese people want to stand up for the indigenous people in the South China Sea in the future, the total number of these "executioners" and senior officers in the designated massacre plan will not exceed 20,000. Jisaburo Ozawa and all the officers and soldiers of the First Fleet have nothing to do with the massacre incident, so there is no need to worry about being settled later.

"Commander...will the Chinese really allow us to possess Java and Sumatra?" Ozawa Jisaburo hesitated for a moment and asked another question.

Yamamoto Iroku smiled coldly, slowly took off the military cap on his head and flicked it gently. The raindrops hit his white hair that was only more than an inch long, making him feel much cooler.

"Chinese? In a short time, you and I will be Chinese! The land on Java and Sumatra is the property of us Chinese. Ozawa Jun, do you think Chang Ruiqing's federal government will confiscate the property of Chinese citizens for these indigenous people who are about to turn into corrupt bones? It seems that their laws do not allow it? Besides, the conflict between these indigenous people in Java and the Chinese in South China is no smaller than ours. Maybe China is gloating now!"

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In Nanjing, Chang Ruiqing carefully read the report urgently sent by the National Intelligence Agency and the Nanyang Front Army. Sure enough, he shook his head and laughed secretly. The victory and loss of the World War have been decided, and all parties have already focused on the post-war period. The Japanese isolated army on Java and Sumatra is no exception. Their calculation turned out to be to occupy the fertile land and resources of Java and Sumatra as the property of their tribesmen. Maybe they still dream of restoring their Japan country based on this basis in the future?

However, those who are unwilling to be a Chinese people and dream of restoring their homeland are not just these Japanese military and political figures? Sukarno, the indigenous leader of Java Island, was willing to be the Prime Minister of the Republic of Java? Wu Tingyan and Bao Emperor of the Indochina Republic and Ruan Aiguo, who was shameless and joined the China G, did not want to establish an independent Vietnam? There was also Chi Qingtian of the Republic of Korea. Although the people were forced to vote for Chinese nationality and had to make a request to join the Federation, their original intentions were still unwilling. By the way, the Republic of Philippines had not been formed yet. Most of the politicians in the Philippines had close ties with the United States, and it seemed that few were willing to serve the Greater China Federation.
Chapter completed!