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"Okay, now that you understand everything, don't waste time here, and go back to execute the order immediately." Wang Liang waved his hand and signaled the meeting to adjourn.

These people are these stinky faults, they belong to broken cars, and they don't clean up.

Give them some color, let them know a little powerful, and this will be a little more restrained and obedient.

Wang Liang suddenly thought of something and asked, "Eh, wait, who's in charge of the quartermasters, stay for a while." ”

"Commissioner Wang, I'm Wang Jinping, director of the Quartermaster Bureau, do you have any assignments?" Wang Jinping wondered, it stands to reason that the adjustment of the armament has nothing to do with him.

He is in charge of logistics and military supplies, so it is good to supply equipment and materials to the troops on time, so why should this commissioner keep himself.

"Oh, haha, Director Wang, hurry up, hurry up. I didn't expect the two of us to be our own family, I don't mean anything else but to know about our supply situation. Wang Liang glanced at this Wang Jinping, with the rank of lieutenant general, and his hair was nearly half white.

Judging by his face, he is not a person who plays with power, otherwise at such an age, it would be impossible to achieve the position of lieutenant general.

Of course, you can't just look at the surface when looking at people, Wang Liang intends to take a deeper look at this person.

"That, General Zhang, Director Wang and I want to talk alone, you see?" The meeting has ended, and Zhang Zhizhong's stay here is no longer of much use, so Wang Liang wants to break him away.

"Okay, it just so happens that I still have some things to do, you guys talk slowly, if there is anything to come to my office to find me." Zhang Zhizhong already has a rough judgment on Wang Liang, this kid is a real man, knowing this, it's enough.

There was really nothing to do with himself, Zhang Zhizhong got up and left the conference room.

Wang Liang motioned to the guards at the door to close the door, and he wanted to have a good talk with this Wang Jinping.

At this time, Wang Jinping's heart was up and down, although he stayed away from the factional struggle and remained neutral, but over the years, all parties and factions have used various means to win him over.

Wang Jinping is almost sixty years old, and he should retire from his position after two more years.

He doesn't want to offend any faction, so he has always been a good man, responsible and muddy.

Although Wang Jinping didn't know where Wang Liang came from, he had already roughly guessed what Wang Liang was going to do by keeping him, and he must have wanted to win him over and join the forces he represented behind him.

"Director Wang, I want to know how much oil is stored in our oil depot?"

"Huh?" Wang Liang's question made Wang Jinping confused for a while, he thought about Wang Liang's opening remarks in n ways, but he just didn't expect Wang Liang to ask this.

"Commissioner Wang, you should also know that most of the oil we use is transported through the Hump Route and the China-India Corridor, so the amount of reserves is not particularly large, and there should be more than a dozen tons at present." If you come here, you will be safe, Wang Jinping doesn't care what smoke bombs Wang Liang puts out, if people ask questions, they just answer by themselves.

As for the matter of standing in the queue, I will find an excuse to refuse it politely, and if I really can't do it, I will take off my military uniform and stop doing it.

"Oh, how is the cost of oil for our troops stationed in Shanghai? To put it simply, how long will these dozen tons of oil be enough for our army? Wang Liang really doesn't have much concept of this oil, he has never seen such oil, of course he has no bottom in his heart.

"According to the previous fuel consumption comparison, the current remaining oil reserves will not be a problem to survive this year." Wang Jinping just couldn't understand why Wang Liang was so interested in oil.

"Oh, I'm going to use a large amount of oil in the near future, and I'll send someone to fetch it then, so get ready over there." Wang Liang was happy when he said this, Wang Liang was afraid that this little oil would not be enough, but he didn't expect Wang Jinping to say that it would be able to support it until next year.

Then you can use oil with your own open mind.

Don't use it in vain, in case Shanghai really can't hold it, and when the Japanese dog comes, it's not a cheap Japanese dog.

"Naturally, there's no problem with this, but what is this for? After all, this is a flammable product, and if it is not stored carefully, it will cause a fire. I'm afraid we can't afford this responsibility. "It's not difficult to use oil, Wang Jinping can be smoothly dispatched with a paper order, after all, Wang Liang has the royal certificate of the chairman.

But on the issue of security, Wang Jinping muttered again in his heart.

"You don't have to worry about this, when the time comes, arrange for your custodian to follow and take care of this batch of oil until the end of use. Oh, I'm going to use this batch of oil to make a burn. Burn. Bottle. Wang Liang didn't want to hide too much, so he simply spoke openly and honestly.

He could predict the scene of the Battle of Songhu, the Japanese army used Type 89 medium tanks, Type 95 light tanks, and Type 97 medium tanks.

On the side of the national * army, the most advanced is only the "Vickers" 6-ton tank, and the number is even more handful.

Due to the limitations of urban construction and the inflexibility of tactics during the battle, the results of these tanks were extremely limited, and most of them were out of order.

So Wang Liang planned to get some ****** and get all the Japanese tanks.

Don't underestimate it. The flask, its power is immense.

However, the conditions of its use are extremely harsh, and it can often only play its due role in street fighting and at very close range.

And the month of the battle between China and Japan in Shanghai at the Battle of Songhu was almost always street fighting. Conditions of use of flasks*.

Burn. Burn. Bottles, as the name suggests, are different from grenades and grenades, and they are burned to defeat the enemy.

World War II tanks were thinly armoured, and they used gasoline.

The thin armor makes the tank susceptible to heat, and when the gasoline bottle burns on a large area of the tank's surface, the fuel tank can catch fire and cause an explosion or the engine breaks down due to high temperatures.

Isn't the Japanese dog known as a major industrial province? Isn't there more tanks? Wang Liang planned to "serve" them well.

And Wang Liang understands combustion. The origins of the bottle, its history, and its improved multi-bell version. In the 21st century, Mo. Lotto. Husband chicken. Tail wine is still a favorite weapon of many countries and regions.

And Wang Liang was going to use the burning in the Battle of Songhu. The name of the flask is - Mo. Lotto. Husband chicken. Tail wine.

Mo. Lotto. Husband chicken. The tail wine is earthy. Combustion. Burn. Another name for bullets.

Mo. Lotto. Husband chicken. Tail wine is a common weapon used by irregular forces such as guerrillas and street rioters.

Moloto. Husband. The cocktail was used by the Soviets in the Spanish Civil War as an anti-tank weapon, but it was later developed by the Finns.

(To be continued.) )