When Yang Feng returned to the Republic of China, there were already a large number of guests waiting for him, such as gems, decadent old forces, careerists, etc., who had slipped from Southeast Asia to Beiping in various ways, waiting for the respected Mr. Yang to come back, so as to contribute to their just cause.

Of course, these people didn't know each other, and they were all arranged to be under the strict protection of Jinyuan security personnel to ensure that they did not have any chance to meet.

"This is Comrade Ho Chi Minh, the leader of the Chena Gemming Forces of India." Director Chen and Comrade Hu first received Yang Feng's first meeting.

"Comrade Hu has worked hard from afar, but the contemptible people have long admired your great name, and being able to continue to uphold the cause of the liberation of our nation under the iron heel of the Japanese imperialists is really a model for my generation." Yang Feng said seriously.

"Mr. Yang, you are too polite, a great talent like you is truly worthy of respect." Comrade Hu said with a flattering face, bowing his waist so much that his head was about to touch his knees.

"Too, too polite, you make me a little embarrassed when you say that." Yang Feng said with a smile, not seeing the slightest sense of shame, the performance of the two of them made the corners of Director Chen's mouth twitch a few times.

"That's it, Comrade Hu, I don't like nonsense, if you have anything in the future, you can contact me directly, I will give you a radio station when you leave, and you can send me a report directly when you need weapons and ammunition, or if you are afraid of not being safe, you can send someone to deliver a letter to the Gui army there on the Sino-Vietnamese border, if you can establish a secret channel, you can also ask them for what you need at any time, but I must explain that I also have to look at the results, if you don't have a satisfactory performance for me. I will reduce or even cut off my help to you. Yang Feng said.

"Mr. Yang, please rest assured that we will definitely let Japan truly see the righteous power of the Vietnamese people." Comrade Hu patted his chest and said.

Send away the geming, and then it's time for the representatives of the evil colonists to support them.

"Your Excellency, I would like to help you, but you have to do me something, don't you?" In any case, he didn't expect that the French would find him a Cao Dai archbishop.

"Mr. Yang. Help us in our righteous cause, and God will bless you. The god babbled out.

"That's not interesting!" Yang Feng smiled and fiddled with the medical knight badge on his chest, showing that he was already a person of faith.

"But it is said that you have enshrined our Father Sun as a prophet, so can I also follow in the footsteps of the Father of the Nation." He thought for a moment and suddenly said curiously.

The god stick choked on his own saliva and coughed.

"Enough to arm 20,000 mention." Yang Feng stared at him and said.

The other party hesitated for a moment and stretched out ten fingers.

"It's too much, it's not worth the price." Yang Feng hurriedly shook his head.

"Mr. Yang, you will become immortal and be worshiped by countless people." The god stick hurriedly said.

"I have no shortage of worshippers, and now there are people who worship me." Yang Feng said: "Up to 50,000 people. You have to know that the more the munitions, the better, and the more guns without logistics is a burden. ”

"Okay!" The Divine Stick readily agreed, and in fact the number had already made him ecstatic, and in his opinion the sale was worth it with 10,000 guns.

However, Yang Feng also made it clear that they must carry out anti-Japanese activities, otherwise he would not continue to give them air-dropped ammunition or something.

Sending away the satisfied god stick, Yang Feng called his sister in and said, "Find someone to help me contact a Vietnamese person called Hoa Hao Jiao, just say that I am very interested in them." Willing to provide them with some support. ”

Sister Caiyi went out inexplicably.

"Next? Why are there so many people who want to walk on the altar with blood and white bones these years? Why can't you just sit back and enjoy life like I do?" The creature looked at the long list in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Honorable Mr. Ng Dinh Yen, please." He suddenly saw an exciting name and immediately said without hesitation.

Although the Japanese nominally gave Vietnam independence. But in fact, there is no difference from the puppet state of Manchuria, especially the Japanese adopted the principle of respecting Buddhism in order to gain the approval of the vast majority of people in Vietnam, and the death of Saigon Datusha was all Westerners and their collaborators, so God believers like Ngo Dinh Diem or Ngo Dinh Diem were also hostile to the Japanese, and at this time Ngo Dinh Diem and his brother Ngo Dinh Diem had already fled to the United States. This time, it was JY's employees who invited him.

Because of the issue of faith, the two of them met with affection, especially when it came to Saigon Datusha, it was inevitable to boo.

"Mr. Wu, for the brothers and sisters of the Indian Zhina at the brutality of the Japanese. My heart is also full of grief and indignation, but unfortunately I am a foreigner, and it is inconvenient for me to meddle in the affairs of your country, but why don't you go back and lead them to fight for freedom?

Emperor Bao and his court have become the minions of the Japanese, their army in Baoxing in India has already doomed them, and what awaits them after the war must be a military court, have you ever thought about it, isn't this the opportunity for the people of India? Do you want your country to end up in the hands of a bunch of atheists?

With the influence of your family, and with the support of me and the Holy See, you are fully capable of establishing a free Republic of Vietnam, a completely Westernized state, and then embark on the road to prosperity and strength.

At that time, China and Vietnam will love each other forever like brothers. Yang Feng endured his nausea and said affectionately.

"Mr. Yang, what kind of support can you give us? And what if the war is over and the French want to come back?" Wu Tingyan said with excitement.

"French? After this war, will France still be the France it used to be?" Yang Feng said disdainfully: "After this war, the hegemon of the world will be the United States, and in Asia, to say something immodest, it will be me who has the final say, you should be very clear in the United States about their attitude towards India, with the support of the Americans and me, do you still need to be afraid of the French?"

As for the support I give you, we are brothers, we are all the Lord's people, and I will give you whatever you need. Yang Feng said while drawing a cross on his chest.

Since he said so, Wu Tingyan was relieved, of course he was not a fool, and naturally understood that Yang Feng would not really help him for that cross, all Yang Feng needed was chaos in the Japanese occupation area, and it was this that made him sure that Yang Feng was really helping himself, but what he didn't know was that Yang Feng was not the only Vietnamese liberator he really helped.

After laying a solid foundation for Vietnam's bloody civil war in the next half century, Yang Feng immediately began to meet with righteous people from other countries in Southeast Asia one by one, all with the same attitude, anyway, they wanted arms for arms and money for money, and in the end, he calculated that he was actually supporting dozens of forces at the same time.

"You have to find someone to manage this, otherwise it won't be good to make a mistake, you can't give Comrade Hu's things to Brother Wu, and Brother Wu's things to the gods, right?" This thing said with a little emotion.

Just when he was completing his plan to destabilize Southeast Asia, the turboprop Mustang he had been looking forward to came out, with a maximum speed of 850 kilometers per hour, a maximum flight altitude of 13,000 kilometers, and a combat radius of 2,200 kilometers after hanging two auxiliary fuel tanks, which meant that his bomber group could attack Japan under the escort of fighter jets.

But this plane is not what shocked him, what really shocked him was the turboprop twin demon, this plane that had never been seen in history was simply a monster, not only the speed easily exceeded eight hundred, and the flight altitude even reached the highest of fifteen thousand meters, and more importantly, it can hang three auxiliary fuel tanks, which makes its combat radius even exceed two thousand five hundred kilometers, and because the engine still has enough remaining power, its nose can not only be equipped with a semi-automatic radar sight, And it can also be equipped with the sixth master's small radar, which means that even if he attacks Tokyo at night in the future, he won't have to worry about not having an escort.

As for the moonshine that the Japanese are working so, in the face of such aircraft, it can be said to be a joke entirely, and one can imagine how desperate the Japanese must have been when countless bombers flew over Tokyo under the escort of fighter jets.

However, this kind of thing can't let people know that they can fly so far for the time being, otherwise Roosevelt would have to find himself, and such a good thing would not be revealed until he and the Japanese were killed in the dark.

In fact, it's easy to do, don't let people know that they can hang auxiliary fuel tanks, just reserve a place in the design for later modifications.

As for whether North American companies will ask themselves about piracy, there is no need to think about this, where are there North American companies now, and Lockheed has long been annexed.

After visiting the test flight of the new fighter, it was the turn of the Scud to test launch, and dozens of German scientists, including von Braun, did not hesitate to come all the way and waited in Beiping for more than a week.

It's not that Yang Fengcheng wants to dry them, but the launch of this thing is not as simple as firing a cannon, just that a lot of technical data, he has to study the missile soldiers carefully selected from various universities for a while, and even so, they are still trembling one by one.

"Doctor, you'll see a miracle happen in no time." The cargo said as he shook von Braun's hand at the airport.

"Mr. Yang, we'll see." Von Braun replied with a smile. (To be continued......)