My client Li Yunlong

Chapter 33: Target Baoding Airport, free bombardment at full speed! (Four)

"What's at stake!"

Holding the contract signed by the staff officer of the Gaoxian Japs Brigade, Liu Shun sincerely praised it.

He served as the guerrilla leader in Gaoxian County for more than a year, developing a huge guerrilla team of 500 people, establishing dozens of base areas with a strong mass base, and driving the wedge right under the noses of the Japanese.

Qian Dayun dared to meet the Japanese officer directly.

This shows that from beginning to end, the Japanese did not understand Qian Dayun's appearance.

It's not easy.

"Thanks to the support from my superiors."

Qian Dayun shook his head.

Laigao County has not been exposed to the enemy's sight for more than a year, mostly because the guerrillas are very weak and unable to compete with the enemy, and they have been constantly moving around.

Even when encountering puppet troops, there was little confrontation.

Insufficient capital, there is nothing we can do.

You can only save yourself as much as possible.

After sufficient funds, he also changed his strategy. He no longer directly confronted the Japanese, but instead went all out to penetrate and develop, focusing on intelligence development.

Because Qian Dayun discovered,
There are many people in the Eighth Route Army who can fight. Let's not talk about those who are far away. Let's talk about Commander Li Yunlong and Li Da. At about the same time as him, they killed a lot of Japanese.

But what the Eighth Route Army lacks is intelligence talent.

And he happens to be very good at dealing with people and is good at dancing.

After discussing with his superiors, Qian Dayun finally decided to develop into intelligence. As for the head-on conflict with the Japanese, showing up in the base area, etc., he left it to the deputy captain of the Gaoxian guerrillas.

···
"Superior support."

Liu Shun muttered to himself.

Although the regiment leader has obtained a lot of advanced weapons and ammunition, a huge amount, including rifles, pistols, machine guns, cannons, and even airplanes and trucks, with tens of millions of bullets, tens of thousands of rifles, and thousands of machine guns.

But at the level of the entire army, these weapons are really not many.

The real troops with better weapons and equipment than the Japanese are the ten main regiments in the Taiyue base area.

In other base areas, even the best-equipped Taihang base area, part of the elite main force group only had a little more than four-fifths of the Japanese's firepower, and the rest only had less than half of the Japanese's.

After all, it’s only half a year.

Moreover, after receiving weapon support, most of the battles with the Japanese were tough battles, and the loss of weapons and equipment was also very serious.

The Gaoxian base area is too far away from the Taiyue base area, so the only support they can get is some silver coins, and presumably not even shell guns.

But as a veteran who has come through the most difficult period, Liu Shun has witnessed the rise of the army with his own eyes.

By now, Liu Shun had an idea in his mind.

For grassroots guerrillas, silver dollars are far more effective than some weapons and ammunition.

After all, one of the essences of war is economic struggle.

If the grassroots guerrillas have the support of ordinary people and sufficient funds, as long as the commander is not stupid, it is almost impossible to completely eliminate them.

···
same day.

“How much sorghum did they sell today?”

Ze County.

At the home of the big landlord Jia, the big landlord asked in an anxious tone.

"A thousand tons."

replied the butler.

"Or a thousand tons?"

Old Man Jia's tone became increasingly anxious.

Four days.

Four days have passed since the Eighth Route Army Highway was bombed by the Japanese.

As a result, Tubal Road still sold one thousand tons of grain every day. Although it was sorghum, even if they and their group desperately bought it, the price of grain in southern Hebei was still falling slowly.

To this day,
Even when the Eighth Route Army no longer invests in the market, the market price of imported, fully packaged rice and white flour has dropped to three yuan per pound.

Bulk sorghum even costs only one yuan and ten cents per pound.

You know, they bought sorghum for one dollar and a half.

“How much sorghum do they have?”

Old Man Jia paced back and forth to relieve his inner anxiety. He first asked himself a question, and then looked at the housekeeper:

"Are you sure that no grain transport team has passed by the road recently?"

To be able to control such a large family business, Old Man Jia is not a fool.

Although the Zhizishan Bridge was strictly blocked by the Eighth Route Army and no one was allowed to approach it, from the beginning, he sent his servants to follow the highway to see if any grain transport teams were passing by.

Information was received that not a single mule and horse convoy had passed over the road during the last four days.

"No."

The butler's tone was affirmative.

"The people who follow you are very reliable."

The steward emphasized:

"There was some movement at night, but it's not necessarily the mules and horses."

At night, relying on active infrared night vision devices for transportation and observation, and with cavalry guarding the heavy-duty truck fleet, not even the Japanese were able to detect it, let alone the mere landlords.

"Continue to acquire!"

"Price increase!"

"The price of sorghum has been increased to one yuan and two."

"Imported grain with complete packaging will be charged 3.7 yuan."

Old Man Jia was cruel and said through gritted teeth.

When the two thousand tons of grain in the warehouse were mortgaged, he had no way out.

Once the price of grain in the base area drops, not to mention the mortgaged grain, even the mortgaged land will not be returned. In other words, once the grain price drops to the level sold by the Eighth Route Army, he will have to go bankrupt.

"Yes, sir."

The butler immediately went to execute it.

"You shouldn't mortgage your land."

Old Man Jia sighed inwardly and regretted it.

···
The next day.

at night.

"That is to say."

In the North China Front Army Headquarters, Tada Shun gritted his teeth every word:

"In just half a year, the First Army under the North China Front destroyed fourteen chiefs of staff?"

Tada Jun has just received news from the Chief of Staff and Deputy Chief of Staff of the First Army. "Hi."

The staff officer lowered his head and spoke loudly.

"idiot."

Tada Shun's eyes were twitching, but he could only spit out a few words.

He wanted to scold Yoshio Shinozuka, wanted to oust Yoshio Shinozuka from the position of commander of the First Army, wanted to blame Yoshio Shinozuka for all problems, and wanted to say that Yoshio Shinozuka was a waste.

But his chief of staff of the First Army was also shattered and killed by the Eighth Route Army.

The base camp's dissatisfaction with him has reached its peak, and Tianlocust also named him to be dissatisfied with him.
Not to mention dealing with Yoshio Shinozuka, he might not even be able to keep his position.

"Call Matsuzaki Naoto to come over."

After being furious for a while, Tada Shun took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and said to his staff.

As more and more bad things happened, Tada Shun's temper became better and better.

"Hi."

The staff officer breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to inform Matsuzaki Naoto.

···
Before Shun Tada's order arrived.

"idiot."

In Matsuzaki Naoto's office, the head of the Japs Agency Section in North China looked at a newspaper in his hand. After his eyes twitched for a moment, he also silently uttered a "Baga".

At this time, he was holding a Xinhua Newspaper.

On the front page, there is still an incredibly clear photo - it is the wreckage of two Locust Army Type 99 bombers that were shot down near the Zhizishan Bridge.

Also, there are photos of three people who betrayed the empire and only received 400,000 oceans.

"idiot."

After a moment of silence, Matsuzaki Naoto spit out a Baga again.

The photos are hard to deny.

What's more, it's such a clear photo.

The broken jade of Miyano Michichi, Chief of Staff of the Imperial North China Front, and the fermentation of the regiment flag incident,

As more and more people saw the three confiscated alliance flags on Tubal Road, and even took photos while stepping on the Imperial Alliance Flag, the Imperial Alliance Flag was no longer in glory.

All these make the authority of Xinhua News deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It is conceivable that the downing of the two imperial planes recorded in this newspaper will inevitably have a serious impact on the morale of the Imperial Locust Army - the Eighth Route Army dropped the Imperial fighter planes from the altar again.

There are also 400,000 people distributed photos.

Nothing attracts people more crazy than real money.

It is conceivable that next, that person will attack the Locust Army crazily, and a huge, almost irreparable rift will appear between the Locust Army and the Imperial Alliance Army.

Matsuzaki Naoto felt a chill down his spine.

The person wanted now is only the Chief of Staff of the First Army.

What about the future?
Chief of Staff of the North China Front?

even!

Including him, the Chief of the Machinery Department?

In the face of money, let alone those idlers who regard wealth as their lives, even the loyal warriors within the Empire's Locust Army, I'm afraid many people will be tempted, right?

Matsuzaki Naoto felt cold sweat dripping down his back.

"Ok?"

"Today's newspaper?"

Suddenly, Matsuzaki Naoto's eyes narrowed, and he discovered that this newspaper was published today.

A known,

The printing factory on Tubal Road is deep in the Taihang Mountains, 400 kilometers away from Beiping in a straight line.

So··
"Where do these newspapers come from?"

Matsuzaki Naoto looked at his subordinate who was delivering the newspaper.

Four hundred kilometers, even if it was transported, landed, and distributed by plane, it would still take a day. How could it get to him so quickly?

Could it be...
Matsuzaki Naoto's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Have you seized the newspaper transportation channel on Tubal Road?
"They used night airdrops."

The subordinate replied with a trembling tone.

"airdrop!?"

"Night airdrop?"

Matsuzaki Naoto suddenly felt dizzy.

It is known that the North China Front does not have night fighters and has nothing to do against enemy aircraft that appear at night.

The indigenous night fighter is still under study;
Also far away.

Then,

How to deal with the enemy dropping these newspapers over Beiping?
"Send people to search and suppress these newspapers immediately."

Matsuzaki Naoto shouted an order.

If the news of the 400,000 yuan spread, the impact on public security would be even more serious than the attack on Chief of Staff Miyano.

"Hi."

The men immediately went to execute it.

"Colonel, the commander asked you to go there."

"Commander?"

Looking at the newspaper on the table, Matsuzaki Naoto already knew what Commander Shun Tada asked him to do.

Block newspapers.

but··

"I see."

Matsuzaki Naoto smiled bitterly.

···
Just do it.

On the day Qian Dayun got the endorsement from the Japanese staff officer.

He organized migrant workers to start digging a runway and building a warehouse six kilometers away from the Japanese Baoding Airport.

Thanks to the endorsement of the Japanese staff officer and the safe distance of six kilometers, the Japanese paid little attention to this 'farm' and only came to check with a few guards before leaving.

Follow the principle of simplicity in everything.

Coupled with the great power brought by sufficient funds, miracles can happen.

three days later.

The runway and warehouse were constructed. (End of chapter)