"It's a good thing, but I have to warn you that you'd better buy as many shells as you can, because it's just as important for its range, and if you don't make it with enough accuracy, the range will be greatly reduced."

Yang Feng said.

"So can the technology for making shells be exchanged?"

Lao Pan said with a smile.

"No, it's not that I don't give it to you, but there are too many things involved, not only manufacturing technology, but also supporting equipment, and necessary materials, and there must be more things behind these, don't think that this is a simple shell, behind it is a whole system, understand?"

Yang Feng said.

Of course he won't give it, it's not a matter of shells at all, his own arsenal is still in the military restricted area, if that production line is given to Comrade Stalin, the industrial strength of the Soviet Union will be directly improved by more than one grade, not to mention that the shells are still rare earth cast iron, and the things involved are more high-end.

Lao Pan didn't say much, selling only shells and not the production line was the most reasonable way for a profiteer, but he also didn't believe that the people of Xinhua under the leadership of the party couldn't even imitate the same cannonball.

"There is another thing, some of my journalist friends want to interview Comrade Li, and you have to arrange for this."

Yang Feng said again.

Evelyn has already organized a group of dozens of reporters, almost all the major newspapers and radio stations in Western Europe, and even two television stations, but they only need permission from there to go to the interview.

"No problem, we welcome all international friends."

Lao Pan said.

At this time, they were worried that there was no good channel to promote themselves, and some reporters must have welcomed them with open arms.

"Okay. Take Mr. Pan to the arsenal. Help them load their stuff onto the boat. The aircraft carrier Kunlun was ordered to prepare for training in the north with the destroyers Xuande, Wanli, Li Rusong, and Deng Zilong. ”

Yang Feng immediately said to Hu Hao.

The next four ships are the four ships he just brought back, as for what this training means, it goes without saying, his hookup with Comrade Li will definitely not be unknown to the bald guys. The Kunlun formation went north to remind him, just know, don't feel uncomfortable!

The officer in charge of the transaction immediately took Lao Pan and dozens of people from his entourage and walked towards the arsenal not far away, while Yang Feng turned his head and went to the barracks where Wang Yaowu and others were kept.

"Which one is General Wang Yaowu?"

Yang Feng asked.

The one who looked pretty thick hurriedly stepped forward. He saluted very happily and said, "Your Excellency, the contemptible person is. ”

"Then this is General Liao Yaoxiang."

Yang Feng nodded and looked at the other.

The latter hesitated for a moment and saluted and said, "Contemptible people are." ”

"You two are in a special situation. According to what I told them, don't walk around outside during this time, just move around in this barracks, and so are the other generals, as for the others, you can arrange another place to live later, you can take care of yourself here, as long as you don't leave Yingtianfu, if you don't want to live in the camp, you can also go to the camp if you have relatives and friends here, or you can also go with you if you are willing to find a job. ”

Yang Feng said.

"Did the Führer say he let us go?"

One colonel said in surprise.

"Well, didn't anyone tell you when you left the camp? I came out because you have made meritorious contributions for the country and the nation, and you should not be locked up in a prisoner of war camp like a prisoner, and here you have actually regained your freedom. However, they are worried that you will rejoin the battlefield, so they asked me not to allow you to leave here, but within the scope of Yingtianfu, you are free, of course, do not tell your identity for the time being, so as not to cause trouble for everyone. But I don't think it will be long before you can be completely free again next year, when you can stay or go anywhere else! ”

"Are you saying that by next year there will be a third world war?"

A major said excitedly.

"No, you'll lose completely by next year."

Yang Feng said very seriously, this is still thinking about the world war, and at first glance it is a stubborn anti-Dong faction.

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand back, and a bodyguard handed over a small suitcase, and then he handed it to Wang Yaowu and said: "General Wang, there is some money here, 1,000 dragon yuan per person, you can divide it yourself, as for your living expenses here, as for your generals, the military camp is responsible for your life." ”

Wang Yaowu hurriedly took it and said a few words of gratitude, but it was indeed sincere, they knew very well what their fate would be, even if they didn't die, they would be locked up for decades or even a lifetime, and now they were able to regain their freedom because of Yang Feng's kindness.

"Okay, you can live in peace, everything will wait until next year."

Yang Feng looked at these people, and walked out amid their thanks.

In fact, he brought these people, purely from the perspective of business, it should be regarded as a loss, these people estimate that they will not know anything except war, that is to say, their own value, and those ordinary people who exchange medicine for no difference, and even inferior to ordinary people, because the latter he can use with confidence, but he dare not use these people, the Ming Empire is already very pure, and he must not do such a thing as mixing sand for himself.

The junior officers and soldiers were better to say that they were young and strong, and they were left to fend for themselves.

And these senior generals are different, these people are not only middle-aged, but also have too complicated backgrounds, even if they just stay in the Ming Empire and let them fend for themselves, I'm afraid it's not a good choice, the best way to deal with it is to give it directly to the bald guy as a gift after a while.

But this won't work, it's cheaper for nothing, and you have to find a good way to use it.

While thinking about how to make use of these people's waste, so as not to lose his business, Yang Yuanshou boarded his special car, he had another problem to solve.

"So far, we have exchanged more than 16,000 people for medicines, and they are still in the camps, but how to deal with these people is a problem, unlike the hungry people before us, these people are generally highly educated, basically literate, and many of the younger generation have graduated from secondary school and university. Many people in the north had their own industries, land, factories, mines, and had considerable experience in economic development, and it would be a waste to put them directly into the reclamation army and throw them into Borneo to open up wasteland and farm land, or to move bricks in construction companies, and they could not do this kind of work. ”

Sitting in the car, Hu Hao said.

"Of course, I can't let them go to the wasteland to farm, I have a way to deal with these people."

Yang Feng said lightly.

Of course he has a good arrangement, these are all sinners of the exploiting class, so since they must also know how to exploit others, then in this case, let them continue to play their advantages, in the East Indies, there are still tens of millions of chaotic peoples, waiting for the Ming Empire to exploit it in the past, as well as the Republic of Assam, Bangladesh, especially Bangladesh, he is ready to scatter all these people, like a blood-sucking tube, from these places to continuously absorb nutrients for the Ming Empire.

The convoy soon pulled into the camp.

His refugee camp is very large, it is a transit point for the first time when the hungry people were pulled, enough to accommodate 30,000 people, but since the end of 47, because the famine has passed, the number of refugees has begun to decrease significantly, basically come and go, it has been very deserted here, but now it is lively again, but unlike the previous when most of the refugees were in a southern accent, now it is full of Jiaodong flavor.

"Ma, I'm a pick-up man now, they're done with the scourge, let me follow behind."

In the surprised eyes of the refugees outside the window, Yang said very depressedly, and then the bodyguard outside opened the door of the DS, he walked out with a cane, just stood outside and was about to look around, a football suddenly smashed head-on, and the hand of the bodyguard next to him reached forward like lightning, and grabbed the football half a meter away from him.

"Little sister, do you know that this is a crime?"

Yang Feng took the football and said solemnly to a girl who ran over.

The latter was seventeen or eighteen years old, white and tender, and looked very athletic and in excellent shape, standing not far away and looking at him with a small blushing face, followed by a group of half-grown children.

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

The girl said weakly.

"But it's just a kick and it doesn't hit you, and even if it hits you, it's just an accident."

Then she whispered a defense.

"But I'm the Führer, and if your football gives me a concussion, it will have a very serious impact on the future of this country!"

Yang Feng intimidated her seriously.

"You, you're the Führer, don't be kidding, it's not like we haven't seen a picture of the Führer." The girl gave him a blank look and said, and then kindly pointed to the wall not far away, where there was a huge photo of Yang Yuanfuer...

Uh, art photos.

Everyone knows that you don't usually recognize a real person through this kind of photo.

And it's still an old photo for many years, still wearing the SS fur coat of the year, and he hasn't grown a beard yet, in order to make his image more mature over the years, Yang Fuhrer has begun to grow a beard.

Seeing his speechless expression, the girl thought that she had exposed his lie, and snorted very proudly, and then took the football from his hand, and just got the ball in his hand, the person in charge of the refugee camp management office hurriedly ran over, didn't even bother to wipe the sweat on his head, and hurriedly stood up and saluted and said: "Your Excellency, the head of the refugee camp management office, Colonel Yu Qi reports to you. ”

"Huh?!"

The girl holding the soccer ball was dumbfounded. (To be continued.) )