The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

Chapter 509 Clearing Obstacles in Advance (100 Gifts Plus)

"Not him? Tatatuna Gon isn't home?"

After a moment, Lin Laisheng quickly made a judgment:

"That old dog Gong and those elders must still be at the town hall."

He immediately led his men towards the town hall, where the gunfire was also intense.

The town hall was a two-story brick and wood building, its doors and windows now tightly shut. Shadows moved in the second-floor windows, and sporadic rifle fire could be heard, indicating that there were still diehards resisting inside.

"Open fire to suppress the second floor! RPG to break the door!" Lin Laisheng ordered.

Several submachine guns and carbines immediately opened fire at the second-floor windows. Bullets hit the brick walls and window frames like raindrops, suppressing the people inside so that they could not even raise their heads.

"Boom!" A team member who was half-kneeling on the ground fired an RPG, and the rocket directly made a big hole in the wall.

"Grenade." Lin Laisheng growled.

A team member quickly pulled out the safety pin and threw an Eagle MK2 grenade into the hole.

"Boom!" A muffled sound came from inside, accompanied by shrill screams and flying wood chips.

The remaining puppet troops were all guarding the gate. How could they have imagined that Lin Laisheng would take an unconventional route and actually break through the wall?

"Charge." Lin Laisheng took the lead and rushed into the first floor of the town hall filled with smoke with a carbine in hand.

Soon the first floor of the town hall was cleared.

The hall was in a mess and filled with smoke.

Several puppet soldiers and people dressed as servants fell in a pool of blood, dying miserably.

At the stairs, a white-haired old man wearing traditional chief's clothes had his leg blown off and was wailing while holding the stump.

Lin Laisheng shot the other party to an end, and then pointed the gun at the top of the stairs: "Where's Gong the old dog? Get out!"

In the chaos, Lin Laisheng didn't know which old man in fancy clothes was the tribute, so he simply cheated.

"Don't... don't kill me. I surrender. I surrender." A crying and terrified voice came from the second floor.

Then, an old man, also wearing a gorgeous silk robe, with a thin figure and a goatee, appeared at the top of the stairs with his hands raised high and trembling.

It was the mayor, Tatatu Na Gong, and behind him were two middle-aged chiefs who were equally frightened.

"You... who are you?"

Tatatuna Gong asked in horror as he looked at Lin Laisheng and others who were murderous and well-equipped downstairs.

Lin Laisheng looked at him coldly and pronounced his verdict in Malay:

"Nanyang National Defense Force, special task force behind enemy lines. Following the orders of Commander-in-Chief Zhang Chi, we are to eliminate those traitors who have betrayed their country, surrendered to the enemy, colluded with the Japanese pirates, and harmed our compatriots."

"Nan...Nanyang Defense Force?!" Tatatuna Gong was struck by lightning, and his face instantly turned pale as paper.

He finally understood that this was not a local anti-Japanese guerrilla force, nor was it an internal conflict among the Japanese.

This is the legendary armed force in the north that is dominated by Chinese and has terrifying combat effectiveness.

They are here to take their lives.

"No, we were forced. It was the Japanese who forced us." An elder cried and tried to defend himself.

"Force you?" Lin Laisheng's lips curled up cruelly, the barrel of his gun motionless. "Force you to help the devils collect grain and conscript men? Force you to sell out your compatriots and become their running dogs? Force you to dream of 'standing on your own feet' under the protection of the Japanese pirates and becoming local tyrants?"

Lin Laisheng's words sounded very reasonable. At this point in time, fighting the Japanese was the greatest political correctness.

His words were like a sharp knife, piercing through the last fig leaf of these fence-sitters.

Tatatuna Gong and others were pale and trembling like sieves.

"In your next life, remember to stand in the right position."

Regarding these enemies who might oppose the future new order in Southeast Asia, Lin Laisheng stopped talking nonsense and said with a sharp look: "Kill them."

“Da da da da—!”

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The roar of submachine guns and carbines rang out again.

Dense bullets instantly enveloped the three guys at the stairs who were trying to beg for mercy, and blood splattered everywhere.

Tatatuuna Gong and his two accomplices, the chiefs, were beaten into dancing little men, who fell down twitching all over and rolled down the wooden stairs, without making any sound.

Lin Laisheng walked forward expressionlessly and confirmed that the target was dead.

He glanced at the town hall and saw plaster flags symbolizing Japanese rule and various documents hanging on the wall.

"Burn it. Pour gasoline on it. Burn these documents and this damn place together."

Soon, the torches were lit.

The flames greedily devoured the plaster flags, account books, tables and chairs...thick smoke rose.

Lin Laisheng stood outside the town office, looking at the blazing flames.

There is no mercy, no forgiveness, only the goal to be achieved by any means necessary.

In the distance, the sporadic sounds of resistance gunfire also completely subsided.

The entire town of Tatatuna fell into deathly silence, with only the crackling of burning flames announcing that a brutal purge had been completed.

These stubborn local forces that were dependent on the Japanese, these cancerous tumors that attempted to speculate in troubled times and might become stumbling blocks for Nanyang to control the oil fields in Palembang and surrounding lands in the future, were eradicated by them in the most direct and violent way.

This cleared a large number of obstacles for the Nanyang Defense Force to smoothly take over the vital oil fields in Palembang and its surrounding areas in the future.

"Retreat!" Lin Laisheng waved his hand, and the special forces members quickly and silently merged into the jungle just as they came, leaving only a burning ruin behind them.

The main force of the Japanese 25th Army, which was being bombed in Palembang City, had no idea that there was such a daring team that, at a time when they had no time to take care of other things, purged the local leaders who had defected to them right under their noses.

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At the same time, other teams of the 277th Special Operations Regiment were also active around Palembang with only one goal: to eliminate local leaders and backbones with self-reliance tendencies - chiefs, elders, wealthy businessmen...

To the native members of the 277th Special Operations Regiment, these people were not their own kind, but targets that could be exchanged for promotions, bonuses, and reward materials.

In addition, these people had basically surrendered to the Japanese, so under the leadership of the instructors sent from Nanyang, they had no psychological burden at all when they started fighting.

At the same time, the regiment commander Harriman and the deputy regiment commander Karen also began to use their local connections and network of relationships to find those chiefs who were willing to obey, recruit new soldiers, and expand their control and infiltration of the towns and villages around Palembang.

At the same time, on the Malay Peninsula far across the Strait of Malacca, a young man named Li Kuanyue, whose ancestral home is Meizhou, Guangdong Province, has just become the director of the newly formed Johor State Education Bureau.

At an internal meeting of the Johor State Education Department, Li Kuanyue made a shocking statement: "Ladies and Gentlemen, I suspect that within the education system of our Johor State, and even the entire Malay States,

There is a secret group hiding there that intends to oppose His Excellency Zhang Chi and undermine the 'Southeast Asian Order'!"