"Let's go, don't look at it, if you don't want to leave, then stay here and wait to collect the body of the 11th Wing." Looking at the stupid motor, Tang Lei nudged him angrily. Isn't it an incendiary bomb, as early as when the Sixth Division was cleared, Thunder had already used an incendiary bomb on a large scale, but the number of that time was only ten, this time it dropped a full 20 incendiary bombs, and the entire Dead Leaf Ridge is now a sea of fire, even if the Japanese army can escape the incendiary bombs, those dead trees on the Dead Leaf Ridge are enough for the Japanese army to drink a pot.

"Tsk, why is this thing so powerful? Brother Tang, you said that if we get hundreds of bombers to fly to the island of Little Japan, and then throw thousands of these things at Kakaka, will Little Japan's hometown be finished like Dead Leaf Ridge? As he walked, he looked back at the Dead Leaf Ridge, which was full of fire and smoke, and the sight of the whole of Japan burning in his mind was very exciting, even if he just thought about it.

Tang Lei pursed his lips disdainfully, "You kid knows how to fiddle with your broken gun and hundreds of bombers all day long, and your tone is not small." The fighters we have now were all brought by Mr. in Europe with his head, so the fuel, ammunition, maintenance or something, so it doesn't cost money? We still have to raise these troops, don't we have to ask for money, you should be our husband has a cornucopia, and you will have money to sit at home? As far as you kid, that meal is not the master of eating two cans, and canned food has to be sold for money."

"Yes, I can't talk about you, I won't tell you" The motor secretly despised Tang Lei in his heart, and trotted around to find the snipers under him. Thunder's stalls are getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more places to use money, and there are things in Myanmar that are easy to say, but some things must be transported into Myanmar from the country, and these things need to be bought with money. The big merchants in the country are not so easy to coax as the Burmese, they think that they are real money, and it will not work if they don't want to spend money or make IOUs.

Tang Lei and Mo Lun's personal relationship has always been very good, before leaving for Chanbang, Tang Lei heard Mo Lun complain countless times about making ends meet. Zhao Zhi's immigration policy has created nearly 2 million additional refugees in Myanmar, who have been working on construction sites, not to mention the construction materials, and the monthly wages paid to refugee workers are a significant expense. Mrs. Rowling's think tank had thought that opening a series of services in the camps would bring back some money, but the refugees were miserable people who preferred to hide their money in a hole in the ground rather than put it in a Jewish bank or spend it. , Thunder uses the currency in Myanmar is the silver dollar, although there are some fiat currency, the US dollar and the Burmese currency in circulation, but the main currency in circulation is still the silver dollar, the Burmese currency is generally used when giving change, the dollar is the salary paid by the thunder to those European mercenaries, those big-nosed foreigners only recognize the dollar, they can't figure out the purchasing power of the silver dollar. Mo Lun and Rowling's think tank had privately discussed, trying to persuade Zhao Zhi to issue a new currency to be used throughout Myanmar, but now that the war is so tense, Zhao Zhi has no heart to tinker with these things.

Fortunately, those prospecting teams have found a few gold mines and jade veins, otherwise Thunder himself would have collapsed, and those big merchants in China also saw Thunder's current predicament, and when Thunder used gold to redeem silver dollars or buy materials with them, they tried their best to reduce the price as much as possible, if it weren't for Zhao Zhi's strict order not to offend those merchants, Mo Lun would have taken someone to Ming to rob his house. The engineer of the prospecting team has long said that the reserves of those small gold mines are not very large, and they can be mined for 2 or 3 years at most.

When Tang Lei was secretly worried about the future of Thunder, Mo Lun, who was forced to stay in Mandalay, was also at a loss and was about to go crazy, this is about to be the day of the end of the month, and there is still a gap of 20% in the wages prepared for refugee workers, and Mo Lun does not know where he can get these silver dollars. The only things that Myanmar can exchange for money are iron ore, oil, grain and timber, and then there is gold and jadeite, which are mined due to various factors, and the current production is still very small.

Iron ore is used to smelt steel, and Thunder has built three new steel mills and supporting facilities in Myanmar this year, and now he lacks these things, and it is impossible for Mo Lun to transport iron ore to the country to exchange money with others. The same is true of Ringanqiang's oil, with the expansion of Joey's armored corps and the increase of airfields, fuel supply has always been a big problem that plagues the thunder, giving Mo Lun the courage to do so, and he does not dare to fight the idea of fuel.

The number of refugees in Myanmar has been increasing due to the immigration policy, and the Wanmachi Bridge is now the busiest place, with hundreds of refugees entering Myanmar through the Wanmachi Bridge every day, and I heard that those who bought flatbread in the Wanmachi have made a fortune. The more people there are, the more food they consume, and the Burmese rice, which should have been shipped into the country in exchange for daily necessities, can now only be kept for their own consumption, and there are millions more refugees, and Mo Lun believes that Lei Ting will soon buy food from the country.

As for those trees, my husband didn't know which tendon was pumped, so he actually ordered that he could not cut them down at will, saying that he would keep them for a good unified planning in the future, and that the wood would be valuable in the future, and that now he could only sell a chicken for money, and he could sell it for the price of a big fat pig in the future. This doesn't work, that doesn't work, Mo Lun, who is in charge of logistics, is worried, and the continuous half a month of sorrow has made Mo Lun's already round figure lose weight again.

"Yo, what's wrong with our big butler? Who's beckoning you early in the morning? Zhang Lan, who was holding a stack of lists, pushed open the door of Mo Lun's office, Zhang Lan, who was transferred from Zhangwu County to Mandalay to take charge of civil affairs, was undoubtedly the busiest one except for Mo Lun, Mo Lun's office was the place where she came the most, and she was as familiar as her own office. I haven't seen him for half a month, but Mo Lun, who has always been happy, has a gloomy face, and Zhang Lan can't help but ask a few questions.

With Tang Lei's relationship, Mo Lun, who was in a bad mood, naturally couldn't lose his temper with Zhang Lan, and just prevaricated with a few perfunctory words. "No, what do you want these drugs for?" When Zhang Lan showed the list in his hand to Mo Lun, this extremely injured guy finally broke out. Zhang Lan's main job now is to manage those refugees from China, half a month ago Zhang Lan just got a batch of cloth from Mo Lun here and said that it was to change clothes for the new refugees, and now she came to ask for so many medicines, and now the medicine is almost the same price as gold, and it is still such a large number, Mo Lun's brain is throbbing.

Zhang Lanna knew that Mo Lun was worried about money, and she thought that Mo Lun's iron rooster nature had flares up again, so she didn't take it seriously and smiled, "There are too many old people and children among the refugees, they are all in poor health, almost all of them are sick and need treatment, what do you let me do if there is no medicine?" I had to come to you, the big housekeeper. Zhang Lan's understanding is not wrong, what is wrong is that she chose the wrong time, she should not come when Mo Lun is worried, and the number of drugs listed on her list is indeed a bit large, so big that Mo Lan thinks that Zhang Lan is going to resell these drugs to the CCP under the guise of refugees.

"No, we don't have much medicine in stockpile, and now we are at war with the Japanese army, these anti-inflammatory drugs can't be used at all, this is to be reserved for the troops." Seeing that Zhang Lan's face was a little unhappy, Mo Lun's eyes rolled and he thought of a good way, "Didn't we bring back a lot of Chinese medicine from Shanxi, and asked them to try it with Chinese medicine first, and when it really doesn't work, I'll give you a list here, and now it's definitely not okay." ”

"Okay, I've convinced you, you're really just an iron rooster who doesn't pull a hair." In fact, Zhang Lan's batch of medicines is not very urgent, and she doesn't need such a large number of medicines, Zhang Lan is just used to living a hard life, always thinking about saving more belongings, saving it from being enough to wait for the time to be used, seeing Mo Lun's words, Zhang Lan had to sneer at Mo Lun before leaving.

Mo Luen, who had been closed off, had been thinking about it all morning and still couldn't do anything, but after lunch, his wife Rowling, who had been sitting in the headquarters, brought another piece of news to make matters worse. Last year, there was a great drought in Henan, and most of the summer and autumn crops failed, and after the drought, there was a locust plague, and millions of Henan people became homeless, and Shaanxi has closed Tongguan and other places to refuse the homeless people to enter Shaanxi. The mercenary forces going north have the idea of these displaced people, and they plan to take part of their forces to escort the refugees south to Burma, which requires Morun's side to prepare food.

"Oh, my mother-in-law, even if you kill me, you won't be able to get that much food." Madame Rowling and her staff are all Europeans, and they have never seen the so-called tide of displaced people. Escorting millions of refugees south, thanks to Xiao Ziyun and the others coming up with such a blind trick, millions of mouths still have to eat all the living animals along the way, and the wages of the workers have not yet been fully found, and they have to prepare food. Where to get money and food, Mo Lun couldn't help but cover his forehead, the bullshit logistics manager is not as comfortable as he cheated people out of money on the flyover.

"However, if you don't tell Lao Tzu to be better, Lao Tzu tells you not to think about it." Forced to be helpless, Morun had no choice but to make a bad move - buy guns and guns. "The distance is long, and food cannot go north, so refugees need to raise their own food funds when they go south, and if necessary, they can sell Japanese-style weapons and equipment on the spot, and the headquarters will replenish them according to the number at that time." Xiao Ziyun and their telegram every time they sent a telegram was a great victory, and they wanted to come and seize a lot of loot, and selling the equipment of 50,000 people was enough for the refugees to go south to Sichuan, as long as the people entered Sichuan, Mo Lun would have a way to take them to Burma.