Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

Chapter 92 Collecting Anti-Japanese Donations
In the blink of an eye, it’s mid-September.

"stop!"

On Liaoyu Avenue, a team of dozens of people was driving a cart, but a strange person suddenly jumped out in front of them.

This man was dressed in colorful and strange clothes, wearing a German-style steel helmet on his head, and holding a Japanese-style [-] rifle in his hand. The bright bayonet was already hanging on the muzzle of the gun. He looked nondescript, and it was impossible to tell which force he belonged to. .

Although he didn't look like a bastard, his body was made of all nations from head to toe, and even the clothes he wore didn't look like they were from China.

It's hard to say what his ingredients are.

"What are you doing?"

Soon, the leader of the group stood up from behind with a smile on his face: "We are businessmen, I wonder who you are?"

"Looking at the accent, are you Japanese? You can't even speak Chinese well." The soldier said while loading the [-]-style in his hand.

This dangerous move immediately ignited the powder keg.The caravan that had just been returned to humans and animals harmless, twelve people immediately took out their weapons-all kinds of pistols appeared, and there were six rifles hidden in those carts.

"Boy, tell me, who are you?" The leader who had been smiling just now also took out a flower-mouthed oar and put the muzzle of the gun against the soldier's chest.

The soldier chuckled, holding the gun in his right hand without leaving his finger on the trigger. His left hand stretched out from under the handguard, and his thumb and index finger made an "eight" sign.

At this distance, you don't need your left hand to stabilize if you really want to shoot.

"Eighth Route?!" the team leader exclaimed.He looked at the expression of the guy in front of him who had not changed at all, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The opponent came prepared!

"Don't move! Put down the gun, or you'll get in trouble!"

With a loud shout, more than a dozen people rushed out from one side of the road.Wearing exactly the same camouflage uniforms, the [-] guns were covered with bayonets, and there was a Czech gun facing them not far away.

These days, the standard for measuring a team's combat effectiveness has changed from how many armors it has to how many guns it has.Especially in this face-to-face situation, any means are useless, firepower is combat power.

As soon as the Czech style showed up, the leader of the Japs knew that something was going to happen today.

"I'll put the gun down immediately on the count of three, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel."

"one!"

"two!"

The leader simply dropped the flower-mouthed oar in his hand at his feet.With him taking the lead and cooperating, the others naturally put down their guns.Two soldiers stepped forward and confiscated all the firearms and bullets on their bodies, while the other two drove all the dozens of people from the caravan to the roadside and crowded them into a pile.

"Master, don't kill me!" A man cried directly.

The Japanese like to gather people together and then kill them with grenades and incendiary bombs.Or direct machine gun fire, the scene of the crowd falling is quite similar to cutting wheat.

"Kill you? What do you think of the Eighth Route Army? You really think you are worth a bullet, right?" A soldier became angry.

Several soldiers began to search these people, and several soldiers began to check the supplies in the car.The squad leader walked up to the team leader with a gun in hand: "Okura Mining Co., Ltd., right? I've been watching you for a long time."

The squad leader touched the pocket of the leader, and then pulled out a stack of Japanese military tickets: "Remember to take this route next time! Bring more military tickets. You are not soldiers, we will not do anything to you. Those who are dead, just pay some anti-Japanese donations and pass." "Comrades, let's go." The squad leader waved his hand, and the soldiers disappeared from the eyes of the caravan with the captured guns, ammunition, military tickets and supplies.

……

Soon after, the former Yushe Middle School was now the Yushe County Headquarters.

Nobuo Yamayama directly transformed into a desktop cleaning master and swept away the furnishings on his desk.

"Baga! This group of Eight Route Army actually received the anti-Japanese donations from the imperial merchants! This is a shame!" Nobuo Yamama shouted.

As soon as Zezilang left, he finally became the highest-ranking military officer in Yushe County and became a comfortable local emperor.But he was not without his worries.In addition to the ubiquitous Eighth Route Army, the Japanese businessmen themselves are also one of the troubles.

After entering Shanxi, the Japs first carried out military occupation of industrial enterprises, and then appointed representatives of the chaebol trading companies accompanying the army to be responsible for their operations.Okura Mining Co., Ltd. is one of them, and it is a larger one, second only to Xingzhong Company.

I am just a garrison squadron leader, and there is a big plutocrat standing behind the opponent, so I can't afford to offend him.And now, the businessman who was blocked by the Eighth Route Army and forcibly collected anti-Japanese donations has come to his door and asked him to eliminate the Eighth Route Army and achieve the goal he came here to achieve.

"Go and reply to him and say I will definitely do it!"

"Hi!"

After his men left, Nobuo Shanshan looked at the Baibao Pavilion beside him. Anger arose in his heart. He reached out and picked up a vase and smashed it on the ground, breaking it into pieces.

"What a beautiful thought. I'm just a squadron leader, and I only have a few hundred people including the security force. Going into the mountains to sweep away all the enemies? Does he want me to die?"

"Wang De Shui!"

The guard captain who had been standing for a long time straightened his upper body and said, "Here we are."

"Go, take the security team and go to the surrounding villages to catch young men! Also send a message to the maintenance president and ask him to send more people." Nobuo Yamayama's anger subsided a little.

The main purpose of Okura Mining Co., Ltd.'s visit this time is to recruit a group of miners.The imperial army has been busy forming the Imperial Association Army in the past two months and arresting people everywhere in the occupied areas.In a short period of time, these chaebols will not be able to find many young men, so they can only come to newly occupied areas like Yushe to arrest people. If they are lucky, they can arrest hundreds or even thousands.

"What about sweeping up the Eighth Route Army..." Wang Deshui asked cautiously.

Nobuo Shanshan looked at Wang Deshui coldly: "Have you forgotten the first brigade of the 107th Wing? Have you forgotten why Wuxiang County lost it?"

Wang Deshui shivered.

"Everyone in a brigade will be beaten when they go out. You want me to take the initiative to find the Eighth Route Army? Do you also want to be shot by dozens of machine guns?" Nobuo Yamayama's expression became ferocious.
Nobuo Yamayama has completely shriveled up since the First Line Battle.He now fully understands why Wuxiang County was lost - it was ambushed once by dozens of machine gun fire, and even if the county was not lost, it would still be a coward before replenishing its troops.

"Remember, don't go too far. If you can avoid conflict with the Eighth Route Army, don't conflict with the Eighth Route Army. At least we have to wait until next month when the North China Security Army comes. By then our military strength will be further increased, and we will have peace. Eight-way bumper-to-bumper capital!”

Wang Deshui nodded, turned and left.Nobuo Shanshan looked at Wang Deshui's back and continued to think.

"No, this security captain's abilities are average, and this Yushe County is not safe."

"Pass my order to strengthen the city wall and the bunkers inside the city, and set up two more bunkers next to the military camp to ensure that firepower can cover eight directions! In addition, arrest people to transform the terrain near the military camp, and dig down the surrounding area..."

(End of this chapter)