The journey starts from the Titanic

These people are members of the Free Aceh Movement. In 1913, the Dutch and Indian colonial authorities defeated the protest movement led by the Aceh Sultan, which had persisted in the mountains and forests for more than 30 years, fully occupied Aceh and included Aceh as its colony. , Although Aceh has the kingdom, Hassan, a group of independent elements who do not resist being enslaved, still insists on fighting.In the past few years, their careers fell into a low ebb, but in the past two years, the Aceh Movement has been aided by the Southeast Asian Chinese and has become active again.

"Let's go! Hassan. Time is too late." The entourage urged.

"Yeah." Hassan nodded, and looked at the flag of the King of the Netherlands fluttering in the sky angrily.After a while, they arrived at Simawei Port, one of Aceh's two major ports.

In the middle of the night, Hassan appeared in the harbor, and there were more than a dozen stocky youths beside him.The group quickly climbed onto a fishing boat and sailed to the sea by the lights.

After half an hour, a fast freighter approached from the sea, and a beam of lights shone on, turning on and off.

"Come on! Signal!" Hassan ordered.

As usual, after confirming with the other party, Hassan boarded the hidden freighter. The ship was small, only a few hundred tons, but it brought Hasan surprises again and again.

It is said that this is a pirate ship, but who cares?

"My friend, how are you?" A white man with a beard smiled and walked over.

This person's name is Hill?Kian, the owner of a free ship coming from Medan, often foraged in the Java Sea and robbed many merchant ships. He was a very cruel pirate.

In the past two years, I don’t know why I specifically antagonized the Dutch and hijacked many Dutch merchant ships.The Dutch fleet looked for him several times, but didn't find him. Unexpectedly, he ran to Banda Aceh.

"What happened last time was great. Congratulations on killing that damn Dutch soldier. My boss is very happy." Kian enthusiastically pulled Hassan into the cabin.

The entourage next to him intentionally stopped, but Hasan stopped it with his eyes.He knew that the Kean Society had some secrets that he wanted to tell himself, maybe what benefit he could get from this pirate this time?

as predicted.

"I want good things to make you cheaper this time. Before again, I want to tell you something." Keane whispered.

"Medan wants you to do a big action! For example, attacking the city government or the port barracks." Kian looked at Hassan a little sternly, feeling relieved.

This young Acehnese was selected and trained by him, and after several beautiful actions, he has matured.

Kian is not only a pirate, but also an agent sent by Medan, under the newly established Military Intelligence Bureau, the boss is a smiling man Thomas.Medan is about to make a big move to attract the attention of the Dutch.

"Attack the city government barracks?" Hassan frowned, which was too difficult.He shook his head, "Our lack of weapons and ammunition, and manpower is not enough, I am afraid it will be difficult to attack the city government."

"I have prepared the weapons for you. 1,000 rifles, 20 machine guns, and 20 mortars should be enough to deal with more than 1,000 Dutch troops."

Kian smiled and said, he knew that Hassan now had five to six hundred warriors, and there were tens of thousands of people in the tribe he controlled, and he could pull up a team of hundreds of people at any time.

"Our people lack training and are unsure about rushing to the Dutch army!" Hassan hesitated, feeling a little stiff, he added."It takes at least a period of training to fight."

"No! No need. I really can't think of a certain early morning or evening, what waves can be caused by the attacked Dutch and Indian colonial army? Unless you can't even deal with a few Javanese! Then don't want to win A purebred Dutch soldier." Keane looked at Hassan who was evasive, his face a little unhappy.

The Dutch army stationed in Aceh is mainly lazy Javanese soldiers. Dutch officers often drink blood. Such an army has no combat effectiveness.Otherwise, the several operations of the guerrillas of Free Aceh would not be successful.

Seeing Keane's contemptuous attitude, Hassan blushed and was a little angry.He was a little tempted, feeling that Kean's words made sense.

After several attacks, Hassan found that the colonial army was too poorly disciplined. If it encounters a strong attack, it is very likely to collapse instantly.

"Who said that we can't even deal with the Javanese? I will teach them right away." After all, Hassan could not refuse Kian's kindness.

"Well. That's the attitude. I believe you will succeed. If you eliminate the Dutch and Indian troops and defeat Banda Aceh, I will increase my support for you. Next time the number will be this!"

Kian opened his palm and moved his five fingers. It was obvious that he was ready to support Hassan's five thousand weapons, provided that Hassan made achievements and proved his strength.

As if moved by Kian's temptation, Hassan took a deep breath and nodded intently.

Seeing Hassan's self-righteous appearance, Kian was a little bit amused, and said, "You have a good attitude. To help you succeed, I am willing to provide more help. Intelligence, funds, and if you can't figure it out, we will also Some troops can be photographed to help you."

Kian's words surprised Hasan. He asked nervously, "Are you going to do something over there?"

Two years ago, Hassan trained in a security company in Medan. After returning, with the support of Kian, he reorganized the Free Aceh Movement and pulled up the guerrillas.

He knew that if Medan did it, the consequences would definitely be upside down, unlike Aceh.

A keen sense of smell!

Kian commented on Hassan in his heart.He smiled, noncommittal, and looked at Hassan sincerely.

"If Free Aceh wants to overthrow the Dutch-Indian colonial government and restore the Aceh Kingdom, we must also strive for freedom and equality from enslavement. Therefore, we are allies and are closely related.

Now there is a good time, why not give it a go?Do you want to always see the flag of the Kingdom of the Netherlands flying high in the sky over Aceh, while the Javanese are still arrogant and bullying you Aceh?"

Ji'an was good at lure.

A few hours later, when the sky was getting bright and the dawn had not yet broken, the fishing boats of Hassan and others hurried back to the port.The Aceh young man, who had been waiting on the shore for a long time, suppressed his joy and took a box of ammunition from the ship.

For them poor haha, even the old rifling guns make them happy.

Hassan looked at the cheerful Aceh youths with a heavy heart, and his heart immediately became excited when he thought of the next war.

Hassan clenched his fists tightly."Vengeance! Kill the Dutch, kill the Javanese!" A voice shouted in his heart....

When dawn breaks.

Banda Aceh, Simawei Port, the morning light is faint, a faint ray of morning light shines from the sea and falls on a quiet harbor.

A Javanese sentry looked at the road in the distance. Behind him was a camp of hundreds of people.After a night of frost, the sentinel was in a trance, with sleepy eyes, and his face was like a leaf covered with dew, heavy and without vitality.

He looked at the woods in front of him stupidly, and said in his heart: The guard will be changed in one hour. At noon, he can take time to comfort the Aceh girl in Caishikou.

The sentry thought vaguely.

Thinking of the tender Aceh sister, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, leaning against the wall, dreaming beautifully, thinking of the wonderful things, the smelly and sticky saliva dripped down from time to time overnight.

Obviously this lovely soldier was negligent.However, considering that the Dutch chief has issued vigilance orders these days, but those Dutch people are still drunk at night, and only get up after three poles the next day, it is not easy for the Java sentry to be distracted.

After a while, there was a rustling sound in the woods, something came over, and the rapid and dull footsteps interrupted the reverie of the lovely Javanese sentry.

He opened his eyes reluctantly, and saw a row of dense shadows flashing in the dim, he quickly rubbed his heavy eyelids, and a look of astonishment climbed on his face for a moment.

Not far away, less than fifty meters away from him, a group of ragged armed men were rushing over with weapons in their hands. The faces of these uninvited guests were tight and serious, as if suppressing something?

murderous look!They suppressed murderous intent!

After approaching the camp, seeing that the enemy did not respond, the Aceh armed men showed an excited smile on their faces. It was obvious that the conspiracy had succeeded.

The soaring murderous intent awakened the Java sentry, his eyes opened wide, and his enlarged pupils were full of horror.

He wanted to scream out loud, but his voice hadn't been awake after being silent all night. After a few tenths of a second, he finally let out a scream, breaking the silence of the barracks.

Hassan flew over, and a blow resulted in the Java sentinel who was responsible and conscientious.

"kill!"

He waved his hand violently, and the murderous Aceh soldiers rushed up from behind and rushed into the unsuspecting enemy camp, just like breaking into their own vegetable garden, where the dazed cabbage garden let them swing their knives.