1890 King of Southeast Asia

The rescue operation has come to an end. As the Lunar New Year is approaching, the South China Army has started a rotation vacation system. Apart from arms trading, no further operations have been carried out.

However, Java Island can rotate back home, but Kalimantan cannot.

It was the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Zhang Wentao and Yang Tao were thinking about just passing it.

Liu Fang brought a few old men to ask for a meeting with Yang Tao.

"Mr. Zhang, General Yang, I am Liu Zhong. I came here to thank the two adults for sending troops to help." The old man in the front wanted to lie on the ground when he saw the two.

"Old sir, old sir, get up quickly. Nanhua doesn't like this. Get up quickly." Zhang Wentao took a step and pulled Liu Zhong.

Liu Zhong, who was half kneeling, was a little embarrassed. At the same time, he also knew that what the person in front of him said should be true, not the kind of hypocritical asking you to get up after you kneel down and finish talking.

"Mr. Liu, there is no need to do this. The Prime Minister taught us that all Chinese people in the world are one family. Can we just watch our brothers in trouble?" Yang Tao also pulled Liu Zhong and said.

"Since both adults have said so, wouldn't it be rude of me to act like a little girl? But I am a Chinese son who has come from afar and crossed mountains and rivers to save me. I am very grateful." Liu Zhong also stood up, but insisted on bowing.

"It's a festival soon. From my accent, there are many people from the Central Plains in the army. They are marching during the New Year's Eve. It's really... come up!" Liu Zhong waved to the back.

The guard saw Yang Tao nodded and let the team at the door in.

"This is what we agreed before, 500 kilograms of gold and 100,000 taels of silver. This is 13,000 taels. Give the brothers in the army a dish and have a good New Year." Liu Zhong bowed.

"How can this be..." Yang Tao was about to refuse, this was obviously all they had.

"It's hard to refuse such a kind offer, so I'll accept it." Zhang Wentao grabbed Yang Tao and shook his head.

Seeing Zhang Wentao accept the money, Liu Zhong smiled immediately. They chatted for a few more words, and then they left, using the excuse that they were busy.

"Governor, isn't this bad?" Yang Tao frowned and looked at the row of boxes in front of him.

"Of course, the former president, prime minister, and current prime minister have repeatedly warned us about this matter, but if we don't accept the money, do you think these survivors will feel at ease?" Zhang Wentao asked.

"These survivors are different from the new immigrants. The suffering they have suffered determines that they will not easily believe any verbal language, no matter what they say, they will not believe it."

"It is better to accept this gold and silver, calculate it into paper money, subsidize them in the name of the government, win their hearts, and then integrate and reorganize."

"These people have lived in Borneo for many years, and it is best to use them to lead new immigrants. It can also strengthen the connection between immigrants and improve unity. After they are dispersed, they are not afraid of forming clan forces, killing two birds with one stone."

Zhang Wentao patiently explained to the young man.

"I've learned a lesson!" Yang Tao was a little dazed. Zhang Wentao's explanation was simple, easy to understand, and highly operational. He was shocked!

It's more than killing two birds with one stone? First, it stabilized the survivors. Second, it found the best teachers for the new immigrants. Third, it solved the possibility of small groups that might harm the collective. Fourth, it increased the reserve fund.

"Okay, let's talk about holiday preparations. There are not many supplies. We need to appease the troops." Zhang Wentao returned to the previous topic.

How to ensure cohesion? The answer is - culture!

The best embodiment of culture is various festivals, and the most important festival for Chinese people is the Spring Festival.

Nanhua was established not long ago, especially the planned one-year anniversary celebrations had to be kept simple because of the tense situation.

This New Year, Liu Yiming hopes to have a happy New Year, and pays special attention to the integration between new and old residents.

"I think the soldiers who are rotated out will celebrate the New Year with the immigrants, and those who have to be on duty will postpone for two days and celebrate the New Year within the army." Yang Tao said.

"In addition, the army will also hold activities to commemorate the event, and there will be prizes, medals, and commemorative medals. There will be no problem."

"I don't understand military affairs. We will officially attack next year. If you need anything, just ask. Let's find a solution together."

The two talked about the arrangements...

...

Just a few days after Britain was arguing with the Netherlands about the Dutch "invasion" of British territory, Japan learned that South China had begun to attack Kalimantan.

Bang!

In a certain entertainment venue in Tokyo, Jiro Komatsubara and his friends gathered again.

"A newly established weak country is already expanding its territory! How long will the empire have to wait?"

"The waste of the military and the cowards of the parliament, can't they be more decisive like Liu Yiming?"

"Who is Liu Yiming, and who is the military? They are just a group of cowardly parasites!"

In the room, one by one, they talked loudly and criticized the few normal high-level officials in Japan.

Hang up~

The door suddenly opened.

"Arrogant! Didn't I say no one is allowed to come in?" Xiao Songyuan now has a sign from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

"Minister Gonbei? Why are you here?" Turning around, he found that it was Yamamoto Gonbei, the director of the Navy Bureau, but he could influence the entire Navy policy and was called Minister Gonbei.

"I came to see if you bunch of trash need to be sent to Hokkaido to cut trees." Yamamoto Gonbei said without emotion.

"Hey!" Several people shouted while kneeling.

This is the character of the Japanese. If you are tougher than him and beat him, he will obey. If you give him face? He won't want it.

"Why are you drinking here?" A voice came out from behind Gonbei.

"This is Takashi Mitsuhashi, a rising star in the Empire." Seeing the strange faces of Komatsubara and the others, Gonbei picked up a wine glass and smashed it on Komatsubara's face.

"Hi!"

"Mr. Mitsuhashi, you can only watch other countries expand their territory while the Empire is squeezed on this narrow island... It's really... Alas!" Komatsubara looked dissatisfied.

"Let me tell you! The latest calculation of the Empire's land area is 80,000 square kilometers, and the island you just mentioned is 780,000 square kilometers." Takashi Mitsuhashi said.

"Then shouldn't we join in?" Komatsubara said excitedly.

"Join? No! We should help."

"Help?"

"..." Takashi Mitsuhashi pulled Komatsubara over and whispered in his ear.

…………

"This is the budget for next year." On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, the holiday was about to begin, and Xu Hui hurried into the Prime Minister's Office.

"Why is it so high? Is the war expenditure included?" Liu Yiming asked, looking at the budget of 80 million.

"The initial investment for resettlement of immigrants in various places is estimated to be 9 million yuan.

The government operating cost is estimated to be 4.6 million yuan.

The construction of new industrial zones and technological innovation are estimated to be 21 million yuan.

The military salary is prepared for 4.4 million yuan."

"This is less than 40 million yuan." Liu Yiming flipped through the details one by one, and the cost was actually not high.

"Military equipment replacement, daily training, navy funds, weapons research and development, and ammunition reserves will cost 30 million yuan." Xu Hui said.

"Hiss~" Liu Yiming took a deep breath.

"This!" Quickly flipped to the second half, as expected, from the soldiers' rifle grenades to artillery, warships, various equipment, and bullets.

This price does not include the weapons that have been equipped.

This year, it is planned to replace the equipment of 80,000 people, including 60,000 Type 91 rifles,

four 12-gun Type 91 three-inch rapid-fire artillery battalions, and twelve 152mm cannons (the production line supported by the UK has just been debugged.)

Purchase and copy 300 Maxim heavy machine guns.

800 imitation bazookas, a large number of 51mm and 102mm rockets, 152mm shells, 2-inch shells, and 37mm shells are all going to enter the mass production stage.

"Is 30 million enough?" Liu Yiming asked.

"Not enough, there is still the navy behind, and I need to allocate more than 3 million to build 12 ships." Xu Hui remembered and said, opening the book.

Liu Yiming took a look, and there was really this one, and Xu Hui agreed?

Six patrol boats, cost 80,000.

95 meters long, 23 meters wide, 6 meters draft, standard displacement 290 tons, full load displacement 350 tons.

Two single-mounted three-inch guns, two 37 guns, and four machine guns.

Two diesel engines, dual-axis propulsion, 1,000 horsepower, speed 19 knots, endurance 3,000 nautical miles\\/14 knots.

It is indeed a good boat for patrolling, fast enough, a little more firepower, but it can be used as a war auxiliary.

There are also six destroyers, costing 220,000 yuan.

Standard 400 tons, full load 560 tons. 58 meters long, 4 meters wide, 4 meters draft.

Quadruple 533mm torpedo tubes, in the middle of the ship, can be fired to the left and right.

Double three-inch guns at the bow, single three-inch gun at the tail. There are also six 37 guns and four machine guns.

Four diesel engines, dual-axis propulsion, 2000 horsepower, maximum speed 22 knots, endurance 2400\\/16 knots.

"Is the money enough?" Liu Yiming asked.

Xu Hui nodded, "There is still money in the treasury, and the newly printed 100 million is still in the bank, and the gap is only about 20 million, which will not have much impact."

"That 100 million, except for the remaining 80 million of the gap, keep 40 million for war expenses, and arrange the rest yourself!" Liu Yiming said.

"If the money is not enough, we can mobilize the army. This month we have added 70,000 people. In the next two months, we can add another 300 administrative villages." Xu Hui thought of the captured troops.

This is also one of the reasons why Nanhua is so rich. At present, 1/3 of Nanhua's finances come from trade, 1/3 from loans, and half of the remaining 1/3 comes from the benefits of captured troops and various captives.

"Okay, let's stop here first and go back to celebrate the New Year!" Liu Yiming said with a sigh.

"Okay! I'm on vacation first." Xu Hui walked out of the office with a smile on his face and went home.

And Liu Yiming, because he lost the lottery, he had to stay this year. In each department, the chief and deputy positions decided to stay by drawing lots. Liu Yiming drew lots with the vice prime minister three times in the name of the president, vice president and prime minister, and lost all of them.

"Brother Yiming?"

As soon as Xu Hui went out, Zhang You poked his head out.

"Youzi, you are here? Take a seat first, I'll be ready soon." Liu Yiming sorted out the documents.

"No, no, no! I just came to say that I'm off work and going home first!" Zhang You made a face at the door, turned around and closed the door in one go.

"Don't forget to bring me food! I want fried fish and ribs!" Liu Yiming shouted to the outside.

I vaguely heard a "got it...", Liu Yiming sat down again, shook his head, and continued to deal with the documents that he would never finish.