"The main force of the Kwantung Army can indeed fight, but the 7th Brigade is not bad, there are hundreds of cannons lying in the Mukden Arsenal, and the young marshal is not a loser, almost cheaper than the Japanese, you have stayed in Lushi, the understanding of the Japanese division and regiment, presumably not under me, do you think a division can be a good deal with nearly a hundred artillery pieces and then bombed by aircraft? What's more, nearly half of the artillery of the Second Division was transferred to Mukden to prepare to bomb the Beida camp and the airport, but they were all served by me. ”

"So it's possible to win the battle of Mukden?" Zhang Xianming's eyes lit up and said.

"Now that even Anshan has been defeated, it is not a problem to defeat the Kwantung Army, it depends on how much success can be achieved, but the Japanese army has transferred troops from North Korea, and the young marshal still does not move, and the Japanese planes coming from North Korea have all the heavy artillery, and the troops are also sufficient. Holes are not drilled all the time. Jiang Li said with a wry smile.

"It's good to be able to clean up the Kwantung Army under such circumstances." For the current situation, Zhang Xianming is also helpless, and can only take one step at a time, but Jiang Li said that there are hundreds of artillery pieces in the arsenal, Zhang Xianming suddenly thought about it, Zhang Xianming has always paid attention to the use of integrated artillery, if he gets Jiang Li's support, he may have a good show in the future, and use what he has learned in the glorious war to defend the country.

"Well, anyway, if the Japanese army wants to take Mukden, it has to take at least two divisions in, since the Russo-Japanese War, the Japanese army has not suffered such losses, let's start with Mukden." Jiang Li looked at the east indifferently, even if the Korean Japanese reinforcements came over, the main force of the Kwantung Army was now defeated, the supply had been cut off, and a few days of wild bombardment were enough to cripple the second division.

Jiang Li handed over the task of ambushing passing trains near the railway to Zhang Xianming, and when he returned to Anshan County, the people of the 973rd Battalion were still asleep, and they were indeed exhausted in the past two days.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still a little time, Jiang Li came to the Xi'anshan mining area, and more than a dozen iron pots were set up at the entrance of the mining area, and the meat was boiling in it, and a large basket of steamed buns was steamed. The other part of the people are making noodles, and all the food that can be used has already been used.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the Japanese have been beaten to death by our Jiang Tuan, and they have escaped, now that you are liberated, work hard, these broths, white noodles, and rice are all yours, and everyone is full. Everyone works hard, this is for our own people, don't grind foreign workers, if you cheat and play tricks, then you won't have enough to eat! A young man carried a pole and a big cover, standing there shouting hard, since Zhang Haitian told these people about Jiang Li's gun and money, and let these people be grateful to Dade, these old Baifeng, and even some of the original Hongsheng Tuan's people called Jiang Lishi, are all called our Jiang Regiment Leader.

After all, it was the first time they had met such a big man who was so good to them, that is, Hong Shengtuan, and Hong Biao was only good to a few of his cronies before, and he was very tight with others. Now I just picked up the 973 battalion in Anshan, not to mention the benefits of a lot of money, I can still glorify my ancestors, and I am also a man who has fought against the Japanese army.

There was a rare trace of excitement on the numb faces of the workers in the mining area at this time, the broth, since entering the mining area, in addition to seeing those Japanese overseers drink it from afar, it is a shame for them to even smell it. There are also those white-flour steamed buns, noodles, and fragrant rice, which are also unthinkable in ordinary times. The Japanese overseers in the mining area died and fled.

This group of heroes and heroes who have been old north winds since they each carried three or eight big covers, and they could run trains on their mouths, but they could no longer see the formidable leather whips, and in addition to talking big, there was no violent action.

Freedom, freedom, the hard days are finally over, no longer have to worry about when they faint on the ground and be thrown into a mass grave, no longer have to worry about the disaster of killing that can befall their heads at any time, the faces of the vast majority of coolies are full of grievances, tears for the rest of their lives.

Seeing these coolies working hard to carry things, Jiang Li felt a little more at ease.

"Stop, the machine is not dismantled like this, you guys are so brutal and good things will be dismantled." A middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses stopped in front of dozens of people and shouted to stop them.

"Shut up, you can dismantle this thing as much as you like, you traitor can't care about it." Gai Zhonghua fanned the middle-aged man aside with his palm, and said with disdain on his face, Jiang Li just said that he would dismantle these machines and transport them to Fengtian City, but these iron lumps were not seen horizontally, nor vertically, and the ghost knew how to dismantle them, in short, it was right to break them up and transport them to Fengtian.

"You, you're messing around, you're brute." The middle-aged man's face turned red with anger, but how could he stop these very strong beards by himself.

"Wait a minute, the three masters." Jiang Li stopped the group from afar.

"Hey, Captain Jiang, you're back, just in time, this dog traitor wants to block me from dismantling the machinery, and I'm about to punish him." Gai Zhonghua said happily when he saw Jiang Li.

"I, I'm not a traitor!" The middle-aged man retorted with a flushed face.

"Doing things for the Japanese, it's not a traitor." Gai Zhonghua's eyelids rolled, if Jiang Li hadn't been in the way, he would have been slapping him again.

"My old mother has been seriously ill and bedridden for many years, I can only get a salary to buy medicine and treat my illness by working for Anshan Iron Mine, this Anshan Iron Mine was originally the Republic of China, even the government can't keep this industry, and it was gradually controlled by the Japanese in the Republic of China for four years, I am a technology, I can only make steel, and I can't even support myself when I go out, what can I do?" The middle-aged man roared with a red gaze.

"Okay, regardless of the previous estimates, you are right, the government itself can't keep the family business, and you can't do anything about it. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve, and it is understandable to compromise for one's mother. What do you do in this factory, what is it called? ”

Jiang Li comforted and asked, don't say that this middle-aged man does seem to have grievances, even if he doesn't, he can make steel and is a technician, even if there are any defects in his character Jiang Li will tolerate it, after all, dismantle these machines back to Fengtian and transport them to Baotou and northern Shaanxi in the future, Jiang Li will also have someone to operate them. Those big-headed soldiers obviously don't have this ability.

"My name is Yu Zhonggang, I used to study in Germany, I studied metal smelting, before studying for a master's degree in Munich, my mother was seriously ill and returned to China. Yu Zhonggang saw that Jiang Li was talking better, and his tone softened.

"So you know everything about steel smelting, even non-ferrous metals, and alloys?" Jiang Li asked overjoyed.

"I know a little about the production process of the entire steel plant, and as for some polymetallic alloys, I haven't had time to practice them in the past few years, so I'm afraid it's a little rusty." Yu Zhonggang nodded and said.

"That's easy, you will have the opportunity to experiment in the future. Since you are so familiar with the situation here, let me ask you, how much steel does the Japanese produce in Anshan in a year? Jiang Li asked again.