Chapter 181 Zamboanga, the feeling of going home (second update, please subscribe)
Four days later, the fleet finally arrived at the destination of this trip-Mindanao.
Zamboanga!
When the ship was about to approach Zamboanga, the expressions of the officers and soldiers seemed a little complicated, not because the city had been completely destroyed by bombing and shelling a month ago. The reason for the big guy’s complicated expression is the name of this city.
“It is named after the Three Treasures Eunuch. In history, Sulu was once a vassal state in China!”
Although he studied mechanical and electrical engineering at Nankai University, Huang Renyu had a certain preference for history because of his personal hobbies. Naturally, he was no stranger to Zamboanga and Zheng He's voyages to the West.
“When the Sanbao eunuchs sailed to the West, the fleet arrived here. King Su Lu came to China to meet Emperor Yongle, but unfortunately he contracted the disease when he passed through Shandong on his return journey and died of illness in Dezhou. So Yongle The emperor buried King Sulu with the courtesy of a vassal king. After King Sulu died of illness, his eldest son inherited the throne, but his concubine, second son, third son and entourage all stayed in China, and they had to guard his tomb. . They thrive in China..."
Listening to the story told by the regiment leader, Sun Chengcheng, the deputy regiment leader on the side, threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the sea and said.
"That's all in the past. The glory of the past is in the past. The undefended territory is real. We have been here, so what if we were here a hundred or two hundred years earlier than the Spaniards? In the end, isn't this place still the same? Occupied by the Spanish? Then the Americans."
As he spoke, Sun Chengli snorted.
"Zamboanga, Semarang...is this pride? This is a slap in the face! This is a slap in our face. Our Chinese ancestors have established themselves here hundreds of years ago. What is the result? We got up early to get there. After a late gathering, no, not even in time for the gathering, the Westerners occupied this place, and the Chinese became second-class citizens, that's all..."
"That's why we want to conquer Borneo! "
Hearing their words, Li Yian came over and said.
“Only by conquering Borneo can we be worthy of the efforts of our Chinese ancestors. Let alone hundreds of years ago, take Malay as an example. Before the Chinese arrived in Malay, the area was covered with rainforests and there were almost no trees. Human civilization is the result of our Chinese overcoming obstacles and transforming a barbaric land into a fertile land, but what have we gained from the oppression of the British and the hatred of the natives..."
Paused. , Li Yian said seriously.
"I want to take Borneo not for myself, but to prove to the world that Nanyang was opened up for us Chinese, and we should have a place for our Chinese. This is where justice lies in the world!"
In one sentence, Everyone who just said that was agitated.
What is this colonization?
This was never colonization. We Chinese arrived in Nanyang more than 2,000 years ago. In terms of time, the Chinese are also aborigines.
As for the general aversion to colonization among Chinese people at this time, it is also a false proposition. To be clear, what they resent is being colonized by others, not colonizing others.
Now there is an opportunity to colonize, no, there is an opportunity to take back the land that belongs to the Chinese. That is of course a matter of course.
A few hours later, the troops began to disembark. Although Zamboanga had turned into ruins, after the war, many citizens who left returned to the city, and among them were many overseas Chinese, including the Lin Mingshan family He lived near the port. When the security force came ashore, he saw familiar faces and heard familiar words. His eyes opened wide and he looked at the force with incredible eyes. Then, he suddenly ran over, somewhat shouted excitedly.
“You are Chinese, you are Chinese!”
Although you can’t see the national flag, your appearance and language cannot deceive others.
Although Lin Mingshan’s Mandarin was very stiff, some people still understood him and quickly answered in Cantonese.
"Yes, we are Chinese, and my uncle's ancestors were there."
"My ancestors were in Meizhou, where is the military master's home?"
When he replied, Lin Mingshan's eyes became hot and tears came to his eyes. flowed down.
We are really one of our own.
Soon, the area near the port was crowded with overseas Chinese who came from the city. The overseas Chinese with their children and their daughters surrounded the officers and soldiers of the garrison who came ashore. Even though they knew that they were not troops from the country, they still He kept saying that it didn't matter, as long as he was Chinese. Yes, as long as it is Chinese.
To welcome them, these overseas Chinese who lost their homes in the war brought all the food they had left at home. Faced with the enthusiasm of their compatriots, the entire security force was moved. Extremely.
This kind of rainy mood between the military and civilians, and the scene of reunion after a long absence was also faithfully recorded by the photographer with a camera.
What is different from other domestic armies is that for publicity needs, Li Yian has established a team of reporters, cameras, and movie cameras to record the training, battles, and of course the scenes like this.
“I feel like we are home!”
The words of his comrade made Huang Renyu silent for a while, and he said.
“We are going home, Nanyang is also our home!”
Yes, Nanyang is also the home of the Chinese, and it is another home for the Chinese. In the next In the days to come, the reactions of overseas Chinese from various places will further deepen their impression. At this time, the flesh-and-blood love that blood is thicker than water made the officers and soldiers and the overseas Chinese in Zamboanga immediately become one.
After learning that most of their homes were destroyed by the war, the security forces not only organized a fundraiser and raised hundreds of thousands of dollars for the compatriots to rebuild their homes, but even organized engineers to use bulldozers to bulldoze the ruins. Pingping, helping them build houses. While the locals were still enduring the wind and rain in the rubble and ruins, the overseas Chinese refugees lived in new houses. Although the new houses were built with local materials and wood, they still admired many local people. , and with the support of the security forces, the overseas Chinese who had been submissive in front of the natives also stood up.
A strong gun is a coward!
It's true.
In the dense rain forest, Zhang Xueze looked at the intelligence sent from Semarang and couldn't believe his eyes.
“Are you sure you are from us?”
The Chinese team is coming to Zamboanga?
"That can be false, captain, they are all Chinese, fifty or sixty thousand of them! Not only are there cannons, but there are also tanks and planes, and all of them are holding automatic guns. …”
When it comes to seeing his own team in Zamboanga, Li Cunyi still seemed very excited when he sent the letter.
“Not only are they well equipped, but they also treat us very well. When they found out that our house was bombed, they immediately donated hundreds of thousands of dollars to us and sent people to cut down wood to help us build a house...”
Listening to his description, the people around him all showed joy on their faces. All this satisfied all their imaginations about their own people. Isn't this the way our own people treat their own people!
"How about it, brothers..."
Zhang Xueze turned to look at the brothers around him who had been fighting deep in the jungle with him for three years and said.
"Are we going into the city now, or..."
"Going into the city!"
The vice-captain said directly.
"Go join our own team and follow them to fight the Japanese!"
He spoke without any hesitation, as if everything was natural. Now that our own team is here, we should naturally join our own team to fight the Japanese. Instead of fighting alone here...
(End of this chapter)