The death of Colonel Freeman basically sealed the outcome of the Battle of Tohei-ri, and although Lieutenant Colonel Monkla, who took over his command, did his best to block the attack of the volunteers, he still could not wait for the sun to rise the next day.

Of course, he did not die in battle, but became a prisoner of the volunteers.

With two thousand American troops and five hundred Gallic soldiers.

At this point, not only the Battle of Toping-ri ended, but also the long-brewing counteroffensive of the American army, Li Qiwei not only did not make any progress, but even lost more than 10,000 American troops and 30,000 Goryeo troops, the most humiliating thing is that his combined Guo army lost a name, and the Gauls were all wiped out, and they only had a battalion of Lieutenant Colonel Monkla on the Goryeo battlefield.

Fortunately, the defeat of the Battle of Topingli is not so dazzling, after all, there have been two regiment-level combat units wiped out before this, and compared with the losses of the 1st Marine Division, this loss is not too much, in short, the battle situation has once again returned to a stalemate, the coalition side continues to study how to break through the defense line of the Volunteers, and the Volunteers are desperately stockpiling ammunition, and the reason why they did not continue to attack after the Battle of Topingli is actually very simple.

Ammunition is running out.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of US fighter planes, they wanted to ensure the continuous attrition of hundreds of thousands of troops from hundreds of kilometers away, which was almost an impossible task, and even the top leaders of the volunteer army realized that they had gone a little far, and their current position was a bit beyond the scope of their capabilities, and their logistical supply capacity was not enough to support their continued offensive to the south in South Goryeo.

"Still buying trucks? What are they going to get in exchange for this time? ”

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

Tan Kah Kee's rubber plantation truck consumption is too large, 5,000 trucks in such a short period of time is not enough, and 10,000 will continue to be purchased. Last time, he bought it with Chinese herbs and tungsten sand. But this time it's time to change the variety. Because there are enough Chinese medicinal materials in Yang Feng's warehouse, it is estimated that the Chinese Pharmaceutical Group will not be able to use up any ginseng, deer antler, cordyceps, musk, etc.

It's not easy to store in a Southeast Asian environment.

"Can Mr. Chen take out a loan? Even if we want their medicinal materials, there will not be much in a short period of time, after all, this thing is not a leaf that can be picked up casually, whether it is digging ginseng in Changbai Mountain or picking cordyceps on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, it takes enough time, it is said that now their domestic hospitals have to approve these medicinal materials from provincial leaders. What they mean is to take out a loan first, and then slowly repay it with medicinal herbs or tungsten sand. ”

Hu said with a smile.

"Don't be so troublesome, I'll find a way for them to make money, there is a rare earth mine in Bailing Temple, we are short of this thing now, if they allow us to send someone to help build a factory, and then supply us in ration every year, these 10,000 trucks are my prepaid rare earth money."

Yang Feng said.

Daming is playing in the electronics industry, not to mention that color TV is almost in a monopoly position, including the United States family. Now the vast majority of color TVs are also imported from Daming,Or produced by Yang Feng's companies in Europe and the United States。 But these must be supported by rare earths. He has already built a rare earth mine in California and a rare earth mine in Australia, but the cost is relatively high due to tax and labor problems, and if he is opening up a channel from Comrade Li, he can not only meet the increasingly tight supply, but also lower the price, and by the way, give Comrade Li some of the things he needs.

Of course, Comrade Li would not refuse such a good thing, and his rare earth there was no use for the time being, so he quickly agreed, and when 10,000 trucks quietly drove to Xinhua along the highway in northern Myanmar, a large number of engineers from Huaxia Mining also set off to the north to open a rare earth mine in Baiyun Obo.

Anyway, most of this stuff was thrown out as a cabbage price in the end, so it might as well be cheaper for him now!

Shohara, a small town in the northern part of Hiroshima Prefecture.

"What did you say?"

Officer Kimura at the police station looked at a farmer in front of him in amazement.

"It's true, I suspect they are the rebels."

The farmer said mysteriously.

Because this town is relatively remote, and there are no decent factories, it was not patronized by Soviet bombers, but there are many people who fled from the big cities, after all, life in the countryside is okay, especially this kind of mountain town, you can also eat some meat or something through hunting. At this time, the Japanese country was full of unemployed workers, the price of food was soaring, and there were people in the cities who were hungry, and when MacArthur was there, he could save them some of the money from between the teeth of the American army.

Therefore, in order to be able to eat well, the Japanese country is setting off a wave of urban residents returning to their hometowns.

And this farmer came to report the secret whereabouts of a group of people who rented a house near their house not long ago, and they often got together for a meeting or something, and he could vaguely hear the words of the uprising.

"You're doing the right thing!"

Kimura patted the farmer on the shoulder, and in the latter's expectant gaze, he didn't give any reward, but took his own gun directly from the wall.

He had to go and see it first, this was not a trivial matter, and if he made a mistake and he would lose this precious job, in fact, because of the emergence of the Social Workers Party guerrillas in Hokkaido, there were often similar rumors in various places, so it would be better to go and see for himself.

The two rode a small moped together and quickly arrived at the place where the farmer said, the farmer got out of the car and left, after Kimura stepped forward alone and knocked on the door, a tall young man came out of it, looking at Officer Kimura with a vigilant gaze, Kimura made an excuse casually after identifying himself, and then walked into this small courtyard with him, and then a middle-aged man came out.

"Officer, the contemptible person is the former army big Satono, who just came back from Nanyang, because his family died in the bombing, and he had no life, so he had to go to the countryside, these are my former subordinates, and I am in the same situation, so everyone takes care of each other together."

The middle-aged man smiled and introduced his identity with a dozen men living here, and took out his retirement certificate, and the others also took out their retirement certificate.

Kimura hurriedly stood upright, bowed respectfully and returned the document to him, and said, "Your Excellency, it's rude, I'm just doing a routine inspection, after all, it's my duty." ”

"Understood, very well understood!"

Fujino Osa bowed and took the document and said.

"Can you go in and have a look?"

Kimura said.

"Absolutely."

Fujino said with a smile.

Kimura didn't think too much, he also didn't doubt the true identity of these people, a large number of soldiers who surrendered in various places over the years went home, because the economy was on the verge of collapse, the vast majority of people had nothing to live on, and could only rely on a pitiful retirement pension to make a living, life was quite difficult, and it was common for the original colleagues to get together and find a place to live in the countryside.

However, these people are indeed dangerous elements, and that does not mean that they will not become chaotic parties.

"Fujino-kun, you've worked so hard, but life will be fine after all, bastard, what do you want to do?"

Kimura, who pushed the door open, suddenly screamed, and subconsciously went to pull out his matching gun, but at the same time, his neck was cold, and then he choked on a fishy hot thing in his throat, and he couldn't say anything, he grunted in his mouth, and struggled in vain a few times, but soon his eyes were black and completely unconscious.

Fujino-kun raised his leg and kicked his corpse down, rubbed a short knife on him by the way, and then said with a serious expression: "I can't wait any longer, notify a few other places immediately, come and get the weapon and start tonight." ”

In front of him, several people who were assembling and disassembling the weapons that had been transported here immediately nodded, and then the others quickly got on their bicycles and went out, and soon disappeared into the mountain roads, the informant farmer saw this scene in the hideout, and then looked at Officer Kimura's moped that was being pushed inside, and seemed to understand something, hesitated there, and immediately ran in the direction of the town office.

Fujino didn't know any of this, and after kicking Kimura's corpse aside at will, he continued to assemble the weapons with the rest of the people.

The farmer finally found the mayor and reported the whole incident to him, and the mayor, who was taken aback, quickly notified the prefectural governor by phone, and soon hundreds of policemen from the prefectural police agency arrived by car, and at the same time, the rebels who had been notified also rushed to the courtyard of Fujino and others.

Except for Fujino and his subordinates, who were members of His Majesty's Guard, the other people who launched this uprising were all Social Workers, and as for His Majesty the King himself, he was still on Jeju Island at this time!

"Quick, the police are here, it's from Hiroshima, there are hundreds of them!"

Just as the rebels were distributing weapons, a sentry shouted in a hurry.

Most of them were enthusiastic young people, many of whom had just graduated from middle school, and they had not changed their roles at all.

"Fools, what are you panicking, what are you holding in your hands."

Fujino shouted.

That's right, what are we panicking about, we have guns, what are we afraid of?

The rebel soldiers looked at each other again, and then couldn't help but laugh dumbly, at this time a large number of policemen outside had already gotten out of the car, and began to surround the small courtyard, one of the teams with 38 rifles quickly rushed to the door, the first two suddenly raised their feet, kicked the door open, like a matter of the butt of the gun against the shoulder, just about to rush inside, then screamed, without hesitation turned around and ran back, the people behind them did not react, immediately collided together.

"Bastards, you..."

The chief of police, who was in command, brandished his pistol and roared angrily.

Before he could finish his roar, a storm of bullets shot out of the door. (To be continued.) )

PS: Gone to my father-in-law's house, just came back, and there is another chapter in the evening