Chapter 1474 Miracle at the Equator (first update, please subscribe)
I was in Surabaya and just got off the plane.
Why is this place so prosperous?
Mishima Yukio, who was in Surabaya, couldn't help but think of this question. As a writer, he didn't know anything about economics, but the prosperity of Surabaya was an ironclad fact< br>
In fact, in the past six months, Mishima Yukio has been conducting inspections throughout Southeast Asia. He wants to understand this "enemy" and its weaknesses.
And Surabaya was his last stop.
Looking at the bustling city in front of him, Mishima Yukio's expression was complicated. He didn't even know how to describe his inner feelings.
Although Surabaya is just a special city, it is regarded as part of the "Equatorian Miracle". This is why people talk about the "Equatorial Miracle" because this miracle is not limited to one area, but includes Many countries and regions are led by Borneo, including the economic development of many regions as a symbol.
It is for this reason that people call it the "Equator Miracle", and some people even associate it with the post-war reconstruction of Western Europe to show the brilliant achievements of this economic construction miracle, even though these places are different from Western European countries. There is a huge difference, but it does not prevent people from imagining a better future.
Along the way, whether in Malaysia, Star City, or Mindanao, what he saw was quite affluent. Although it was not as good as Borneo, it was far more prosperous than the Philippines and other places. . It was this kind of visit that allowed him to see the complete "miracle of the equator"!
Originally, Mishima Yukio planned to go to Saigon, but due to the military coup that took place there, the plan was adjusted.
"What makes them so prosperous?"
Mishima Yukio's brows furrowed. In fact, he had already got the answer. The reason why these places are so prosperous is because of receiving foreign investment and relying on those sweatshops - in fact, these places are so prosperous. There are also many sweatshops, but for Japan, even if they want to introduce sweatshops, there are not many opportunities.
"This is reality."
In the hotel room, Juanda, who was sitting in front of Yukio Mishima, pointed to the factory in the distance and said:
"You see, there are millions of people working in those factories here, but outside of Surabaya, there are millions of people struggling in refugee camps. They want to sell their blood and sweat but have no chance to do so. This is Reality.”
"Yes, just like in Japan, for many Japanese, being able to work in many sweatshops is simply the best thing. If they leave the sweatshops, they will starve and die..."
If Mishima Yukio could talk to anyone about anything. Then this person is Zhu Anda, a person he regards as a confidant. They first met in Manila, at a party.
There are all kinds of people in Manila.
In Mishima's view, it is simply the breeding ground for all the evil phenomena in the world, including the corruption of government officials, the greed of businessmen, and the active confrontation between left-wingers and right-wingers.
It was all this that brought the two together.
Once, when the two were chatting casually, Mishima Yukio once asked Juanda why he did not stay in Surabaya but went to Manila. At first, he was evasive. Later he told the truth.
"I am the only Javanese... in Surabaya,"
He left half a sentence before he finished speaking.
"Javanese will always be considered outsiders in Java, right?"
Mishima Yukio asked knowingly.
Zhu Anda didn't say anything. Mishima Yukio spoke his mind.
Mishima Yukio looked at him and said nothing. Over the past few months, he has been traveling around Southeast Asia, traveling but actually looking for like-minded people.
And Zhu Anda is one of them.
But in Surabaya, they are outsiders.
"Here we have the possibility to convert and become them."
Juanda said with certainty.
"But people's memories cannot be erased. Here, if you are born as a Javanese, you will always be a Javanese." Zhu Anda said:
"Be born a Javanese and be an outsider all your life."
Recalling the past when the two met, Yamashima Yukio said:
"For us, we even have to thank them, thank them for squeezing us in their sweatshops, and thank them for giving us the opportunity to be exploited!"
"This is reality!"
Then someone knocked on the door. Mishima Yukio was startled when he heard the sound, panicking like a wild beast discovered by a hunter. Then he walked to the door warily.
"Who?"
"Open the door, it's me."
This is the voice of Ibrahim.
Mishima Yukio slowly opened the door. No one is following you.
"No..."
Ibrahim entered the room, looked at Juanda and Mishima Yukio, and said:
"I have contacted the seller, he can sell us weapons! And it is the latest weapon AK47!"
"Really? Well done!"
Zhu Anda said with some excitement:
"When can they deliver? Where?"
"He didn't want to say it, but not now and not here."
"Certainly not here, here, with police everywhere."
During the past few days in Surabaya, what impressed Mishima Yukio the most was that there were really many military police here. There were patrolling military police everywhere on the streets, and there were military police vehicles at every few intersections. Most of those military and police officers use M1 carbines. According to Zhu Anda and others, when a security incident occurs in Surabaya City, the military and police can arrive at the scene within 5 minutes and then control the situation before it escalates. Trading arms in a place like this is simply asking for death, Mishima Yukio said:
"They should be outside Surabaya. By the way, how will the weapons be transported away then?"
"Just trade in Surabaya, they will help us transport the weapons onto the cargo ship and transport them back to Japan via the cargo ship!"
The reason why Mishima Yukio came to Surabaya was not just for inspection but also to buy weapons. Although weapons can also be bought in the Philippines, the weapons there are old and expensive, but Surabaya But it is different. The weapons here are not only much cheaper, but also new weapons such as the AK47 made in the Soviet Union.
This is not because Surabaya produces weapons, but because it is located in a war zone. In the past few years, Jakarta has been in a civil war. Although the Jakarta authorities have received support from the Soviet Union, they have been unable to eliminate local opposition. In order to help Jakarta The authorities eliminated local forces, and the Soviet Union provided them with large amounts of arms. As with the influx of large amounts of Soviet-style arms, some of the weapons were seized by local forces, while others flowed into the black market.
As for Surabaya, as an extremely special area, both the Jakarta authorities and local forces can carry out activities here. There are some black market traders active here, and some arms brokers can even get tanks. As long as they have money, and around Among those people, there are some small arms dealers. They don't think that one with two pieces is less, and they don't think that one with one hundred or two hundred is too much.
In short, as long as you have money, you can buy everything you need here.
As a well-known writer, Mishima Yukio happens to be not short of money. So almost, they completed the transaction very quickly. On the day the transaction was completed, Mishima Yukio, Zhu Anda and others took a flight back to Japan.
Almost half a month later, Mishima Yukio, Zhu Anda and others entered the room and closed the door.
Their people were surrounded by wooden boxes four to five stories high. Morita Bisheng said to Mishima:
“I’m sorry that I was delayed for two days and stopped by customs,”
Yamashima Yukio asked softly in Japanese,
"Have they noticed us?"
"Of course not, those people just want money, just give them money."
"That's good."
As he spoke, he had already opened the wooden box in front of him. He lowered his head and took a closer look at the 77 submachine gun, which was a bit worn. After removing the magazine and the large barrel silencer, it looked bare.
This submachine gun has only 17 parts, making it the submachine gun with the fewest parts in the world. Although its structure is simple, its performance is excellent. Although only a few hundred thousand were produced during World War II, it was copied by many countries and regions after the war. The "secret" of its widespread imitation is that all its mechanisms are manufactured to extremely tight tolerances - no parts except the fuselage are numbered and are completely interchangeable.
Although I don’t know whether this submachine gun is originally produced by Carl Metal, after playing with it in my hand, Mishima Yukio said:
"I never thought there was anything that Your Excellency couldn't do."
The reason why he said this was because everyone knew that he designed this submachine gun with excellent performance overnight.
"It's a pity that such a person is not Japanese... What a pity!"
The "misfortune" in Mishima Yukio's heart certainly refers to Japan's misfortune, not only because he is not Japanese, but also because of his hostility towards Japan.
"Okay, that's it."
Mishima Yuki smiled coldly.
"With this thing, we can teach everyone a profound lesson."
Zhu Anda walked past him and picked up the Qiqi submachine gun.
"Good eyesight, Mishima."
There was a hint of approval in his voice. He opened several other wooden boxes containing accessories for the Qiqi submachine gun and carefully picked out a silencer that had been used many times and a bullet box with bullets rattling inside.
He put the gun in Yamashima Yukio's hand, and stared at it with his two gray eyes motionless.
"Try it well, brother. If this gun that has been used many times performs well, then the rest of the guns will have no problem. They were bought in the same batch."
He opened another wooden box and took out four grenades at random. Merak stretched out his slender fingers to grasp these dark green Soviet-made grenades, and pressed them tightly against his bony chest.
"This is a problem for you." Yamashima Yukio said.
"We have to try our best to make the explosion sound as unnoticed as possible. Well, maybe we can go to the beach for testing."
He took out another Kalashnikov and clicked into place the bent magazine—a magazine that was worn and dented from frequent use.
Yamashima Yukio held the Kalashnikov submachine gun, took aim, and then said:
"Before taking action, you must not attract other people's attention."
"This is easy to handle,"
Morita Bisheng took the gun from his hand, raised it to test the weight, turned around and took out a coat from the side. He slung the gun belt over his shoulder so that the gun was well hidden by his clothes.
"You won't be able to see it this way!"
"Yes, you can't see it this way..."
……
That evening, in a courtyard outside Tokyo, several people stood there.
Zhu Anda looked at the other two people in front of him coldly. The motionless eyes of the two brothers from Java, who were like him, originally showed arrogance and indifference, but now showed more rebelliousness. They are now They were ready, they were ready to sacrifice.
Now he has completed the task.
"I wish both brothers success."
Zhuanda said, then looked at the two brothers and gave each of them a hug.
"May...Ra bless you to complete your mission smoothly."
(End of chapter)