Rebirth of the Flying Era

  Wang Guochen and Wang Xuan, the uncle and nephew, drifted on the sea overnight on a yacht.

  At around 7 o'clock the next day, the ship's radio broadcasted the "Message to All Citizens" issued by Subian, announcing Suharto's death and entering a state of emergency.

   And claimed that the missile attack that occurred yesterday was a bomb attack by Suharto's enemies.

   This was also agreed by Du Fei and Subian in advance.

   No matter how many people saw it, the official will not admit that it was attacked by a missile. It was just a premeditated bomb attack.

   In this way, no matter Du Fei or Subian, it will save a lot of trouble.

  Wang Guochen frowned after listening to the broadcast and looked at Wang Xuan.

  Wang Xuan understood what he meant, and sighed: "I don't want to trouble you. Suhartu is dead. Su Bian has no prestige and experience to deal with those big countries."

  Wang Guochen nodded, then turned very curious: "Uncle Xuan, who do you think launched the missile? The Goose or the Meiguo?"

  Wang Xuan pursed his lips and shook his head, his eyes could not help but look to the north.

  Wang Guochen was a little surprised: "You think...it can't be, they really have such powerful missiles?"

  Wang Xuan sighed and said: "This is the general trend, and it cannot be reversed without manpower, otherwise why do you think I insisted on jumping out of Yizhou?"

  Wang Guochen nodded silently.

  Wang Xuan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and asked, "How far is it from Lijiapo?"

  Wang Guochen let out an "uh" and glanced back at the driver's seat of the yacht: "I just said that we are almost at the Karimata Strait."

  Wang Xuan nodded, but always felt restless, and said in a deep voice: "Let them hurry up."

  Wang Guochen nodded, but did not move.

  Because it is now the fastest speed that this yacht can achieve for long-distance cruising.

   If you accelerate now, the engine won't last long at all, and if it breaks down halfway, it will delay things even more.

  Wang Xuan just said something, and didn't urge any more.

   Another day and night passed.

  The yacht passed through the Karimata Strait and started heading northwest. It will take about two days to reach Lijiapo.

  Being far away from Yajiada made Uncle and Nephew Wang Xuan relax a lot.

  But I didn't expect that it was less than four o'clock in the morning, and it was the darkness before dawn.

   Before they woke up, someone suddenly ran down from the deck and knocked on the door of the cabin.

  Wang Guochen opened the door first and asked what was going on.

  The man hurriedly said: "We are being targeted. It seems to be a torpedo patrol boat. I don't know whose family it is."

  Wang Guochen's expression changed, the torpedo boat was no joke.

  At the same time, Wang Xuan also opened the door and went out to the deck when he heard the movement.

   As soon as he came up, he was shaken by the strong searchlight.

   At this time, the sea was pitch black, and the model and flag of the opposite ship could not be seen clearly under the cover of night. We could only judge from experience that it was a torpedo boat.

  Wang Xuan frowned, and handed the telescope to Wang Guochen.

  Wang Guochen looked at it for a while, put down the binoculars, and said with a serious expression: "Can you speed up and throw it away?"

  The man driving the yacht said: "Boss, we are already moving forward at full speed. The opponent is a military ship, and the speed is quite fast. We can't get rid of it."

The voice faded. There was a burst of "thrilling" noise from the ship's radio station, followed by substandard English: "We are the Naval Patrol of the Kingdom of Sarawak, please stop the ship immediately for inspection, please stop the ship immediately to introduce Check...After three warning shots, if you don't obey the command, we will open fire..."

   After finishing speaking, a tongue of fire suddenly flashed on the dark sea.

   Because of the tracer bullets fired, a dazzling optical fiber cut through the night sky, which is extremely eye-catching.

   Immediately afterwards, two more cannons were fired, and then the 37mm cannon installed on the bow of the torpedo boat was aimed at the direction of the yacht.

   Without Wang Xuan and Wang Guochen talking, the yacht driver stopped immediately.

  Are you kidding, that kind of cannon, on their yacht, it will be smashed in less than ten shots.

  He hasn’t lived enough~

  Wang Xuan and Wang Guochen opened their mouths, but they didn't say anything.

  They know that it’s useless to say anything at this time, it’s better to keep silent, see what’s going on, and adapt accordingly.

  The yacht turned off, and the torpedo patrol boats caught up about five minutes later, not one, but two!

   It's just that there was only one ship that turned on the searchlight and fired, and the other ship was hidden in the night.

  After approaching, a patrol boat was guarding the side, and the other came up and fixed the yacht with ropes.

  Following a young man who looked like a military officer, he stepped on the springboard to the yacht, glanced at it, and said in a deep voice, "Who is in charge here?"

  Wang Guochen immediately stepped forward, and said with a smile: "This military man, my surname is Wang, you are from the Kingdom of Sarawak, the Nanyang Trading Company in Kuching, Manager Wang Chunan Wang is our family..."

  Young youth scoffed, rolled his eyes and said, "Nanyang Trading Company? Such a big name~ Scaring me?"

  Wang Guochen hurriedly said: "Don't dare, it's not easy to go through the wind and rain with the military master and the brothers. Please accept any kindness."

   As he spoke, he bowed and stretched out his hand, and stuffed the dollars he had prepared in advance.

  The young man squeezed his hands, and finally there was a smile on his face: "You are sensible, but unfortunately..."

  Wang Guochen was relieved at first, thinking that this group of people just happened to meet them and came to make some extra money.

  But the next "pity" made him feel a little bit of a feeling, giving birth to an ominous premonition.

   Immediately, someone on the patrol boat smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, don't come here~"

  Wang Xuan's heart tightened, and he and Wang Guochen followed the voice.

  I saw a young man in casual clothes and slippers on the deck of the patrol boat. Because the torpedo patrol boat was originally taller than the yacht, he happened to be condescending at this time, looking at them with a half-smile.

  When Wang Xuan saw this person, he couldn't help but change his face: "Du Fei! It's you!"

   It turned out that after launching the missile, Du Fei found out that Huang Xuan had been attacked by him, so he wanted to kill this person directly.

   Unexpectedly, there were some twists and turns, and finally changed his mind and let him escape.

  Du Fei changed his plan and returned to Kuching.

   This trip was originally planned to go to Pontianak to see Lin Tiansheng and his wife on the return trip, but it was temporarily postponed.

  Back to Kuching and immediately call in two patrol boats.

  Although the navy of the original Kingdom of Sarawak was not strong, it was also somewhat dilapidated.

   Now they are all in the hands of Du Fei and Zhu Li. Not only that, Du Fei is also planning to order another ten new missile boats in China.

   Once these missile boats are equipped in place, the naval power of the Kingdom of Sarawak will be greatly enhanced, even if they encounter large ships from World War II in neighboring countries, they will not be afraid at all.

  Missile boats of this era are bugs to a certain extent. It was not until the 1980s and 1990s, when the Aegis system appeared, that missile boats gradually lost their strategic value.

  Du Fei has been letting Xiao Hei follow Huang Xuan's yacht for the past few days.

   Tired of flying, he just landed on the top of the yacht. This is a blind spot, and no one noticed it.

   Until now, Du Fei finally stopped him.

  Du Fei smiled and stood beside the guardrail of the patrol boat: "Mr. Wang, you caused me a lot of trouble at the beginning, but I have been thinking about you for the past two years~"

  Wang Xuan had a bitter face, raised his head and said, "Can we discuss it?"

  Du Fei shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand.

  Suddenly, there were intensive gunshots "chug chug".

  The few people on the boat just now, plus the six sailors standing on both sides of Du Fei, there are eleven people in total.

  The young officer was very particular about his position after boarding the ship. He just formed an angle with the sailors on the ship, and the crossfire formed by more than a dozen Akka 47s enveloped him instantly.

   In just ten seconds, the magazine was emptied.

  The gunfire stopped, and the open splint in the rear half of the yacht was a mess.

  The corpses fell in disorder.

   There was a sound of "cracking, cracking", and the well-trained sailors were familiar with changing magazines.

  The officer who brought people on board began to hold a pistol, aimed it at the head, and shot one by one.

  But when it was Wang Xuan's turn, Wang Xuan, who was almost beaten into a blood gourd, suddenly burst into a rage, roared, and rushed towards the officer.

  The young officer reacted quickly, raised his hand and shot Wang Xuan in the chest. Unexpectedly, Wang Xuan didn't realize it, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were cracked, he roared and was about to throw the officer down.

  The other sailors reacted and wanted to raise their guns to shoot again, but the two were too close, for fear of hurting their fellow officers.

  Wang Xuan yelled, "Guochen, go!"

  He yelled Mandarin with a slight accent. Although most of the people present were Chinese, they all grew up in Nanyang and were accustomed to speaking Hokkien or Cantonese.

  Only Du Fei, who understood what Wang Xuan meant, laughed lightly.

  In the next moment, Wang Xuan's voice faded away, and a ghostly figure jumped from behind Du Fei onto the deck of the yacht.

   Immediately, in a blink of an eye, a short black stick hit the back of Wang Xuan's head accurately.

   There was a "pop", as if a rotten watermelon was broken.

  Wang Xuan's ferocious expression froze in an instant, and his roar stopped abruptly. He was less than half a meter away from the young officer, and he collapsed to the ground, motionless.

  Behind him, there was Mercy in a light-colored flower dress, with an extremely beautiful face, but no expression. He didn't look at Wang Xuan's corpse, and swung out the Demon Subduing Pestle.

  Wang Guochen, who heard Wang Xuan yelling to go quickly, was shot and fell to the ground before, but his injuries were not serious, and he thought in his heart that if he took the opportunity to jump into the sea, he might have a chance.

  Wang Guochen knew that something was wrong when Wang Xuan suddenly became violent.

  Wang Xuan's strength is stronger than him. Although he was hit by the backlash of the national destiny before, he was only affected by the Fengshui formation, and he was not the first to bear the brunt, otherwise the backlash of the national destiny would have killed him long ago.

   After two days of recuperation, I barely recovered.

  In the situation just now, the injury should not be serious, but now it suddenly exploded, obviously the timing was wrong, and it was an active sacrifice.

  Wang Guochen couldn't understand the desperate situation, Wang Xuan would definitely not be like this.

   Instantly figured out that there were still masters on board.

  Did not dare to delay immediately, taking advantage of everyone's attention being attracted by Wang Xuan, they immediately wanted to jump into the sea.

   But I didn't expect that the speed of compassion is so fast!

  After beating Wang Xuan to death in one blow, the Demon Subduing Pestle hit him on the back of the heart.

  Wang Guochen staggered and was knocked down, spitting blood at the mouth, and lying on the ground.

  Compassionately took his toes and turned him over.

  When Wang Guochen was dying, he saw Ci Xin's flawless face, staring at him like an ant.

  He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and only spit out a mouthful of **** foam, and then died.

  Ci Xin leaned over and took out the copper seal wrapped in a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his jacket, felt the aura contained in it, and after confirming that it was correct, turned around and flashed back to Du Fei to give the things to Du Fei.

  Du Fei didn't even look at it, he just had a thought and took back his portable space.

  Although I don't know what the origin of this copper seal is, it must be extraordinary that it can be used as a core magic weapon to steal a country's fortune.

   Sure enough, the copper seal fell into the portable space, and Du Fei suddenly felt a violent shock.

  Du Fei concentrated on checking the situation in the portable space.

   found two **** of light appeared inside!

  One of them is the white light ball that was originally suspended in the center of the portable space, and the other is the copper seal, which also emits white light, forming a light ball, as if two suns appeared in the same world.

  The vibration of the portable space became more and more intense, and the white light ball and blue light belt in the original space began to rotate rapidly.

  Du Fei's heart trembled, even though he guessed that the copper seal was not trivial, he still underestimated it.

  The portable space cannot directly assimilate and absorb one-third of the national fortune contained in it.

  If you forcibly absorb it, I don't know what will happen.

  Du Fei didn't dare to gamble, and immediately had a thought.

  In the next moment, the copper seal returned to him.

   Frowning and looking at it, he simply put it in his pocket first, and then talk about it later.

  Waved his hand to signal the young officer to deal with the aftermath, Du Fei turned and returned to the cabin of the patrol boat.

   After a while, there was the sound of "dong dong dong" intensive artillery.

   A few minutes later, the two patrol boats sailed away, leaving only the broken wreck of the yacht on the dark sea.

  Du Fei thought to himself, what kind of treasure is this copper seal.

  Go back to the cabin, sit down, and carefully check the carry-on space.

   Suddenly discovered that the volume of the portable space has expanded a circle.

   But he was not happy, but frowned.

  Although the portable space has expanded, the fog on the edge has become thinner.

  Originally, the boundary of the portable space was very clear. Although the surrounding fog seemed to surge from time to time, it would not invade the portable space.

  But now, forcibly expanding the space makes the fog at the border less stable.

   This is not a good sign.

  Du Fei immediately concentrated his mind and drove the white light ball in the portable space to release a large amount of white light to the surroundings to strengthen the space boundary.

   Only then did the newly expanded space slowly stabilize.

  Du Fei finally understood that with the help of this copper seal, although the space can be expanded, it is not stable and needs to be reinforced additionally.

   First of all, the portable space is not small;

  Secondly, if Du Fei really wants to expand the space, he can collect treasures and antiques, and directly absorb the white light contained in them.

  As for this copper seal, Du Fei thought about it in his mind, and already had other ideas.

  After nearly two days of sailing, the patrol boat returned to Kuching port.

  Du Fei got off the boat and sent a telegram to Xiangjiang immediately after returning to the palace.

   Waited for three days.

  This afternoon, a small plane took off from Xiangjiang, crossed the South China Sea and landed at the airport on the outskirts of Kuching.

  Du Fei was standing on the edge of the runway. When he saw the cabin door open and a person stepped out, he immediately smiled and walked up to him.