My client Li Yunlong

Just as Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang conspired to bombard the Japanese airport, Ma Rongshun defeated the Japanese bombers who bombed the Zhizishan Bridge.

"Sorghum?"

Ze County.

Su family.

The big landowner Mr. Su frowned deeply when he heard the news.

"You mean, the Eighth Route Army no longer sells rice and flour to the market, but starts selling sorghum?"

"Yes, sir."

The steward replied:

"Fifty grain sales points each sell 40,000 kilograms per day, totaling 1,000 tons per day. Although they are also packed in bags of five kilograms, they are all in bulk bags and are not suitable for long-term storage."

"Sorghum!"

"Sorghum."

Mrs. Su walked back and forth several times and asked again:

"Are rice and flour still for sale?"

"The Eighth Route Army's notification stated that sales will be temporarily suspended."

"Dad, there are two million kilograms of sorghum every day. The Eighth Route Army is trying to kill us."

After hearing the news, compared to his father, the eldest son of the Su family was very nervous:

"As a result, food prices may really drop."

Sorghum is no better than white flour and rice, and the market demand is lower.

But it’s also a staple food.

Although they don't eat it, those low-class people like it very much.
It's filling and cheap.

Once a large amount of sorghum flows into the market, the demand for grain will decrease, and the Eighth Route Army will not allow it to be sold to Japanese-controlled areas. The price of grain will inevitably drop, and the grain they hoard may be lost.

"Don't rush yet."

Mrs. Su took a deep breath and slowed down:
"Sorghum is a coarse grain and has a poor taste."

"The price of grain will not be significantly lowered for the time being."

"Tuba Road temporarily stopped selling rice and flour. Either the transport team was really attacked by the Japanese and thousands of tons of grain were lost, or the grain imported from abroad was not enough."

"That's not necessarily a bad thing."

"Then let's..."

The eldest young master of the Su family looked at his father.

"hold on··"

Old Fox Su took a deep breath and decided to wait.

A large amount of sorghum entering the market will definitely lower the market price of grain.

But there are no solutions.

One thousand tons of sorghum per day is not much.

Recently, the Japanese have driven a large number of refugees into the base area, which has intensified the food demand in southern Hebei. As long as they purchase a batch and cause a shortage of food in the market, the current market food price can be stabilized.

But this is a game.

How much sorghum is there on Tubal Road?

How much capital do they have?
Will the Japanese intervene?

Who will have the last laugh?
If we stop now, we can still accept the loss. We can sell the grain and use the silver coins in stock to recover the mortgaged land.

···
That night.

Another piece of news reached Old Fox Su’s ears.

"The Zhizishan Bridge was bombed by the Japanese, and the thick smoke could be seen from more than ten miles away?"

"However, the Eighth Route Army blocked the bridge. I wonder if the bridge was damaged?"

Old Fox Su was immediately overjoyed.

The Zhizishan Bridge is the passage that the Eighth Route Army must pass through to transport food from other base areas to the Jinan base area. If this bridge is blown up, the Eighth Route Army will not be able to transport food in.

Although no one saw that the bridge was not blown apart.

But the Eighth Route Army blocked the bridge and prevented people from approaching it, which in itself means that the bridge must have been blown up by the Japanese.

Thus··

"Quickly, notify all shops to buy grain immediately."

Old landowner Su said in an urgent tone.

Who wants to lose money?
If the price of food does not fall, he can earn more than 100,000 silver dollars. If the price of food rises to the level of the Japanese-controlled areas, they can earn more than 500,000 silver dollars.

"Okay, sir."

The butler immediately went to execute it.

···
"It is reported that Sujiapu has stopped selling grain to outsiders and has begun purchasing grain on a large scale."

"This old fox finally got fooled."

After hearing the report, the person in charge of economic warfare in southern Hebei breathed a sigh of relief.

The goals set by the headquarters for the economic war in southern Hebei are, first, to stabilize food prices in southern Hebei, establish a broad and stable credit order, and complete land reform.

All three are indispensable.

With the current military strength in southern Hebei, and the fact that the Taiyue Mountains have attracted most of the Japs' attention, the troops can use coercive means to promote land redistribution.

But this will have a bad impact.

Weaken the credit order in the southern Hebei base area.

In the headquarters' plan, the future Jinan base area will be the window for the economic development of the base area and the external window for attracting talents. There is absolutely no room for failure in the construction of credit order.

Therefore, even if he spent a lot of silver dollars and grain, he spent more than ten times or even dozens of times the price to compete with businessmen through commercial means to obtain the land from the landlords.

Now it's finally successful.

The truck fleet alone transports two thousand tons of grain from the Taiyue base area every day. Counting ten mule and horse transport teams, that's 2,500 tons per day.

Among them, 2,000 tons of sorghum.

There are 500 tons of rice, white flour and other fine grains.

This batch of grain can not only meet the grain needs of the southern Hebei base area and completely stabilize the grain price in southern Hebei, but can also be exported.

When grain prices stabilize in the southern Hebei base area, grain, mainly sorghum, can be exported to the Japs-controlled areas to solve the problem of rising grain prices and insufficient food for the people in the Japs-controlled areas.

"Ha ha··"

"Next, we'll wait until these landlords go bankrupt." The person in charge of economic warfare touched his chin.

This kind of battle, where the capital is abundant and the opponent is directly used to kill the opponent, is too comfortable to fight.

···
"These mules and horses..."

the other side.

Headquarters.

Directly under the cavalry battalion stables.

Zhang Wanhe looked at the mules and military horses in the stables in front of him and couldn't help but let out a laugh.

Li Yunlong got something good again,

Sorghum.

Although sorghum doesn't taste as good as rice and white noodles, pork suet paired with sorghum steamed buns is also a delicacy. It tastes good, can fill you up, and is delicious.

But sorghum is actually not suitable for long-term use as feed.

Not to mention a delicate military horse, it is a durable donkey. If you eat too much, your stomach will bulge easily and you will suffer from indigestion.

The sorghum brought by Li Yunlong was nothing special. Although it was of good quality, it was just ordinary sorghum, but ordinary military mules and horses could actually use sorghum as their staple food.

And there is no problem in eating it for a long time, and there is no need to supplement much staple food during combat and heavy-duty transport.

This was completely out of Zhang Wanhe’s expectations.

"Good stuff."

Zhang Wanhe's smiling face turned crooked.

The military horses obtained by Li Yunlong have good personalities and sufficient endurance, which greatly improves the mobility of the troops and is even easier to feed.

In this way, you can save a lot of staple food.

In the past, army horses and mules needed to eat corn and other materials while carrying heavy loads, but now they can just eat sorghum.

According to Li Yunlong's side, there are 150,000 tons of rice, white flour and corn, 20,000 tons of pork and lard suet, and 500,000 tons of sorghum every month.

Half a million tons!

The total number of the Eighth Route Army, including the militia and horses and mules, is probably about this number.

···
Some are happy and some are sad.

Within the base area,

Everyone, both the landlords and the Eighth Route Army, were happy.

But the devil is different.

"Two Type 99 bombers were lost when they bombed the Zhizishan Bridge?"

"The Eighth Route Army deployed a dense air defense firepower network at Zhizishan Bridge?"

Northern Review.

Garner's face suddenly turned pale when he received a telegram from the returning bomber.

The new Type 99 twin-engine bomber is expensive and difficult to manufacture. Only fifty of them are allocated to the North China Front, and they are planned to be delivered within three months.

Now on the first mission, two aircraft were lost.

and··
"The other four were also damaged to varying degrees?"

"Two need major repairs?"

"The bridge wasn't blown up?"

The follow-up news was not good either.

Although the 12.7mm heavy machine gun has a certain anti-air capability and the anti-air range is as high as 800 meters, the Zhizishan Bridge is still equipped with twin mounts, a model specially used for air defense.

But after all, it is not a specialized anti-aircraft weapon. It has poor ballistic performance and insufficient power.

The actual air defense efficiency is relatively poor.

Coupled with the lack of experience in the independent regiment's first air defense operation, even if the Japanese were careless, six aircraft dropped to an altitude of 600 meters without maneuvering to avoid it.

Only two fights were fought.

Li Yunlong was very dissatisfied.

But for the Japanese, it was completely bad news.

"About fifty anti-aircraft weapons."

When the remaining four bombers returned to the airport, Major General Garner Shunzheng, the commander of the North China Front, took a look at the two aircraft that needed major repairs. His eyes went dark on the spot and he almost fainted.

The engine was damaged and had to be repaired and replaced. We had to wait for domestic parts, which would take at least ten days.

Although there are still ammunition and fuel,
But the bombing plan had to be suspended.

The only good news is that judging from the bullet holes and the warheads remaining in the fuselage, the enemy's anti-aircraft weapon is a large-caliber machine gun, with an estimated effective air-to-air height of about 700 meters to 1,000 meters.

As long as the bombers increase their altitude and fly at an altitude of about one thousand meters, there is almost no threat.

but,

Even if it is just an anti-aircraft machine gun, as long as there are enough, it can effectively cover low altitudes.

Bombing targets in mountainous areas and dropping bombs at an altitude of more than a thousand meters has almost no effect.

"General."

"Commander Shun Tada called."

At this time, a staff officer came over and conveyed Tada Shun's inquiry.

"I will report to the general personally."

Gan Shunzheng looked a little pale.

Not only was the target not destroyed, but two precious bombers were lost, and the four returning bombers also needed repairs.

Since the enemy can deploy a large number of air defense weapons on the Zhizishan Bridge, other bridges and important facilities must also have air defense deployments.

His bombing plan went bankrupt before it even started.

···
"The bombing failed?"

"Two bombers were lost, and the four that returned were also seriously damaged?"

"A large number of large-caliber anti-aircraft machine guns?"

Hear the report from Junzheng Garner.

Tada Shun was a little dizzy.

The pressure from the base camp has been increasing recently, and the voice about letting Neji Okamura serve as the North China Front Army has become louder and louder. The important ministers group, and even Tianchu have agreed.

Can't there be some good news at this time? (End of chapter)