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Chapter 133: I, Suzuki Fanji, also want to cooperate with the enemy

"Onboard!"

Early May.

Shimen.

North China Front Army, closed warrior training camp in the rear.

One by one, the Japanese, wearing plaster flags on their heads and holding fake bayonets, shouted "Platform" and rushed towards the target.

The target of the Japanese assassination training was a captured Sherman tank that was destroyed by explosion and burning.

As the training continued, the Japs intensified the training subjects, allowing the Japs participating in the training to suddenly burst out of the bunker, bayonets drawn, and rush towards the target tanks.

"Is this Bushido?"

Abe Hiroshi's eyes dimmed as he looked at the soldiers in front of him who had just joined the army and were pulled into a training camp to train day and night on bayonets and tanks.

To resist enemy tanks.

In order to deal with the enemy's huge tank force.

In the absence of anti-tank weapons, the senior leaders of the imperial army developed the tactic of attacking tanks with meat bombs - allowing soldiers to hold a weapon called a thorn mine to attack enemy tanks and die together.

Although the power of the new stab mine can ensure the destruction of enemy tanks, as long as the attack is not launched from the front, it can even completely destroy the enemy's Sherman tank.

If the internal structure is destroyed, there is no possibility of operation. Even if the ammunition is aimed at it, it can be completely destroyed in one fell swoop, and even the tank crew inside cannot escape.

But the way the stinging thunder is used determines whether the locust army will attack the soldiers with no return.

With a hand-held rod less than two meters long and an explosive warhead with a kilogram of explosive charge, the legendary Miyamoto Musashi is here and will surely die.

After all, stabbing thunder is just more convenient and faster than explosive packs. In essence, it is still the same as explosive packs blowing up tanks.

One or a few worthless soldiers, a thorn mine that costs less than a rifle, are exchanged for a high-cost enemy tank, and the empire's senior officials are making calculations.

However the plan is good.

No matter what.

The Eighth Route Army were neither fools nor idiots. The tank soldiers in the tanks were very smart. They would be wary of approaching Imperial soldiers and would kill any approaching Imperial death squads.

No matter how fast the charge speed is, it can't be faster than bullets.

Therefore, if you want to break through the enemy's defense line and let the death squads bring thorn mines or explosive packs to blow up the tanks, you must charge one after another, and finally break through the defense line and blow up the tanks.

It basically takes a hundred Locust soldiers to destroy an enemy tank.

Abe Hiroshi knows this ratio.

Of course, this is not the most serious.

There seems to be an endless supply of Imperial soldiers, one cannon fodder after another.

The most troublesome question is.

Although the empire itself promotes that the Locust Army is a brave warrior who is not afraid of death and charges bravely, but in fact, few of the grassroots soldiers of the Locust Army can carry explosive packs and charge at the enemy's tanks.

The same goes for Stinging Thunder.

There are very few people who can carry the thorn mine and rush towards the enemy tank.

But the battle situation requires a large number of soldiers, armed with thorn mines, to charge at the enemy and blow up the enemy's tanks.

Not one or two, not hundreds, but thousands, or even tens of thousands.

then.

Drugs were used on orders from higher ups.

"Is this Bushido?"

Abe Hiroshi looked at the medicine in his hand and couldn't help but sneered.

He is the military doctor in charge of drug distribution.

···
"Captain, the enemy has launched an attack on our position!"

North of Ze County.

Yamazaki Battalion position.

A new soldier reported to old Japanese Yamazaki in a hurry.

"I see."

Yamazaki's tone was calm.

In the past, Yamazaki would have yelled at the new recruits for their panic, shouting that this was not the attitude a bushido warrior should have. As a soldier, he must be loyal to the empire and the Locusts.

No need to panic about anything.

but now···

Two months.

The Yamazaki Brigade has been holding on here for two months.

I don’t know why, but Tubal Road’s attack on the positions stationed by Yamazaki Brigade was so crazy that in two months, the total casualties of his Yamazaki Brigade reached 3,000. The casualties here refer to those who had to go to the rear hospital for repairs. Injury, not minor injury.

In other words, except for him as the captain, almost all of the Yamazaki Battalion, from squadron captain to new recruits, had changed three times.

In just two months.

The proportion of jade fragments even exceeded 70%.

The war continues.

Old Japanese Yamazaki didn't know how long he would have to hold on.

He didn't even know which of the new recruits in his brigade would die tomorrow. Maybe in the next second, the new recruit who was the correspondent of the brigade headquarters and who he couldn't name yet would be shattered.

Or get run over by an enemy tank?
Or killed by enemy artillery?
Or, was he killed by an enemy machine gun?

He will die soon anyway, so why scold him, just treat him better.

Life is unpredictable. The old Japanese devil Yamazaki, who had a large intestine and a small intestine, and regarded human life as nothing. After being beaten for two months, he felt the helplessness of the world, his temperament quietly changed, and he suddenly became gentle.

"When will I die?"

He sighed.

Yamazaki never thought that he would return alive. On the day he joined the army, he swore in his heart that he would die on the battlefield, that he would be loyal to the empire, loyal to the Locusts, and dedicate everything to the common prosperity of Greater East Asia.

So far, there has been no change in this idea.

But Yamazaki felt that his heart was beginning to waver.

It was not that his broken heart for the Empire was shaken, nor that his loyalty to the Locusts was shaken. He had never wavered on this point, but that his confidence in the victory of the Japanese Empire was shaken.

Will the Empire win?
Will Locust win?
Can the Locust Army win?
Yamasaki, who had never doubted whether the Empire could win, and who had always firmly believed that the Empire would win, began to doubt involuntarily whether the Empire could win or not. Was Locust's strategy right?
Will he win?
This is a taboo for samurai!
There had never been a moment when Yamazaki wanted to die so much.

Die immediately.

Die on the battlefield, die under the enemy's gun.

In this way, he could avoid doubting the empire and Locust, but he just couldn't die. The enemy's bullets and cannonballs always avoided him and only killed his men.

Just when Yamazaki was struggling with wanting to die...
Sudden.

boom!
A shell landed not far away, right next to the Japanese recruit who had just reported to Yamazaki.

The explosion caused the Japanese recruits to disappear into thin air, leaving no bones left.

"idiot!"

Yamazaki's defense was broken.

He doesn’t know the recruit’s name yet!
"idiot!"

Yamazaki cursed loudly.

However, Yamazaki's rage was meaningless. Even though his voice was loud, the Japanese recruit was still bombed to pieces.

Although old devil Yamazaki wants to die.

But he won’t seek death himself.

Naturally, he immediately hid in the bombproof cave.

···
"Haha, be excited!"

The tank destroyed the Japanese bunker in the distance with one shot. The bunker was exploded with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and Chen Daniu's shout was loud.

"Tanks are indeed the king of land warfare!"

Chen Daniu shouted out what the instructor always said during training.

He had doubts before, the king of land warfare? As a three-year veteran, although his academic performance is not good, he cannot deal with conflicts among soldiers, and cannot teach newcomers. Now he is only a squad leader, not even a deputy platoon leader.

But he also dealt with Japanese tanks.

To say that the Japanese tanks are indeed powerful and difficult to deal with, that is just because their own equipment was really poor back then. Sometimes, they couldn't even get together the explosive packs.

Is it possible to bite the tank with your teeth?
Give him a few grenades at that time, and under the cover of his comrades, he can deal with the Japanese tanks.

After learning about tanks and knowing the strengths and weaknesses of tanks, the Japanese's little Doudin tank would blow up in minutes even if he were to command it.

Although their own tanks have thicker armor, stronger firepower, and faster speeds, the Japs are not the troops they were back then. The Japs have sufficient weapons, enough explosive packs, and enough fire cover.

It's very easy to destroy a tank.

But as the war progressed, Chen Daniu discovered that things were not as simple as he imagined.

With the cooperation of the infantry, the Japanese seemed to be completely helpless against their own tanks. Even if the Japanese continued to trick and even hid ambush suicide squads in hidden foxholes, it would be difficult to blow up the tanks.

And many times, even if the Japanese explosive package hits the tank, it is difficult to destroy the tank, let alone kill the members inside the tank.

It's completely different from the Japanese Bean Tank.

The enemy's pods can be completely destroyed with only three or five grenades.

Easily.

"Young devils don't believe it."

"Not even tanks."

Chen Daniu's tone was disdainful.

The Japanese tanks are little Douding, and the death squads are also weaklings.

During this period of time, Chen Daniu had seen a lot of fighting with tanks. The little devil's death squads were making a fool of themselves - he had seen Wawa rushing towards the tank, only to find out when he arrived that he had forgotten to bring the explosive pack.

That time, he probably didn't kill the Japanese suicide squad, but just watched the Japanese rush to the tank, staring at the thick armor in a daze.

In the end, the Japanese death squad was crushed to death by a tank.

···
Battle on the front lines.

From Neiji Okamura to Captain Yamazaki and a small Japanese soldier, almost every Japanese soldier on the front line was suffering, suffering in the hell of blood and fire.

But the Japanese were really happy in the rear.

Very happy.

"May."

"My economics class received 95 million silver dollars. However, the price of silver dollars in the market has dropped and the income has decreased, so this month the profit from silver dollars is only 60 million US dollars."

"And we expect earnings to fall further next month."

The staff of the Japanese Economics Section reported to Suzuki instead.

"I see!"

Suzuki Fanji sighed.

He is happy.

But not as happy as before.

Because the establishment of the Business Department in the base camp took away part of his power, his income, and his credit. He had no way to resist. He could only suppress the Business Department financially and let the top management see his ability. .

but··

The reality is very cruel.

With the failure of the U.S. silver plan, the dropping of 500 million silver dollars did indeed increase the price of silver for a period of time, but it soon returned to its original state, or even dropped all the way.

One billion US dollars is just a splash in the market.

Still a small splash.

Of course, there is also the reason why there are too many silver coins on Tubal Road.

150 million silver is put into the market every month for half a year. Who can withstand this!
No matter how powerful the Americans are and how high their economic strength is, they cannot withstand the investment of more than 100 million US dollars every month.

"Get ready."

Suzuki Fanji sighed.

If Americans can't bear it any longer, the price of silver in the market may plummet, and so will their profits.

Worst case scenario.

Americans may even dump silver on the market.

It is estimated that the American Treasury currently holds 60,000 to 70,000 tons of silver. This amount of silver is equivalent to more than 2 billion in silver.

Once put into the market, even half of it would be enough to reduce the silver market by five times, or even more.

And it is really possible for Americans to do this.

By then, the profits from economics classes may be reduced to one-third or even one-tenth of what they are now.

By the time.

With a monthly profit of several million dollars, can he compete with those like Ogami?

“How much does a business major earn?”

Suzuki Fanji asked his subordinates.

In order to know the profits of his competitors, Suzuki Fanji even set up a special intelligence department to collect the income level of the business department.

"The enemy's procurement of resources is extremely high, and all are paid directly in U.S. dollars."

"We don't have detailed data, but we speculate that the revenue of the business department may be as high as 80 million U.S. dollars, or even higher."

"and!"

After saying that, his subordinate paused and continued:
"It is expected that next month, their income will be higher."

"understood!"

Suzuki Fanji sighed.

Not to mention next month, this month alone, the income from the business class is higher than that from his economics class.

Eighty million dollars.

He only has $60 million.

Twenty million dollars less.

Not to mention, now that the price of silver in the market has plummeted, his income will inevitably plummet next month. He will be very lucky to have 50 million in June.

It is expected that this number may be $40 million.

The U.S. Treasury Department has announced that it will suspend the purchase of silver. Everyone knows that the price of silver will fall. In today's market, it is difficult to sell silver unless the price is reduced.

But price reduction means, for example, a significant reduction.

"Is there any way to increase income?"

Suzuki Fanji fell into thought.

Ogami's group of people relied on selling supplies to the enemy to make profits, and the empire's base camp turned a blind eye.

Then, of course he can too.

The resources at the disposal of the economics class are not bad either. Although the transportation capacity is insufficient, it is there.

He can also purchase the resources needed by the other side, and can even send ships directly to the United States to import them. The Commercial Section has cooperated with many businessmen in the United States because of silver trading.

"That's it."

Suzuki Fanji gritted his teeth.

The attitude of the empire's top brass is obvious.

Whether they collaborate with the enemy or not is just a cloud.

He finally saw it clearly.

As long as the benefits are sufficient, Suzuki Fanji will go to work on Tubal Road, or even join the army, fight with the empire, and kill imperial samurai, as long as he gives the empire enough funds.

The high-ranking officials in the empire would also give him commendations, and even Tian Locust would give him awards and confer medals on him personally.

In the face of interests, everything is cloudy.

In this case, why should he insist on the bottom line? (End of chapter)