Of course, Yang Feng can't run now, the Japanese side is sending troops to prepare to encircle the rebels! You have to give all parties plenty of time to ferment.

As for the rest, there is nothing to prepare, this goods also knows a little Japanese, there is no problem with daily conversations, and then put on a Japanese military uniform, as long as you don't get out of the tank, no one will suspect him, and then it's to match the shuttle with some ammunition or something, this is very easy to solve.

Although he is not familiar with the current terrain of Tokyo, when Shenlong attacked Tokyo, he left enough aerial photos, and the rebels mainly occupied the area of Nagata Town, as long as he remembered this area clearly.

As for the rest, you can only wait for the on-the-spot play, anyway, you can run if you can't play!

"Boss, Lockheed's reply to you!" Han Caiyi interrupted his imagination and handed him a thick letter.

In response to the design drawings of the land battle sent by Yang Feng, Kelly Johnson proposed that the same Pratt & Whitney engine as the Liberator bomber could be used, and the airframe structure would still follow the original design, and only a little modification would be required.

It's actually pretty much the same as Type 2.

Yang Feng is very satisfied with this plan, so that even if the zero type appears, the bald guy will not have no means to resist.

"Send a telegram back to Lockheed, and say that you agree with their plan to produce a prototype as quickly as possible, and you must be ahead of Curtis, and you can't let them grab such a big business!" Yang Feng said to Han Caiyi.

It's a bit shameless to say this, mature design and high-performance materials, so that the twin demons that appeared in advance can not hold their heads up the major aircraft manufacturing companies in the United States, although this kind of aircraft is more expensive, and the Allison engine performance is still a little problematic, but the dazzling data has made them all aircraft. Even those in the process of being designed are overshadowed.

But fortunately, because of the price problem, the US Army Air Force only purchased 80 aircraft, leaving a large part of the low-end market for other companies to compete, after all, the US Army Aviation could not only be equipped with long-range fighters, otherwise these guys would have attacked Lockheed a long time ago.

Such a situation existed with other aircraft as well, although the Libertadores snatched half of the order that was supposed to belong to the B17. But after all, they still have half left, although the Hercules A330 makes the Douglas DC3 look like an ugly duckling, but the expensive price also makes those airlines daunting, and DC3 gives them a low-end option, and unless the distance is too far, there is no need to use Hercules, DC3 can't fly from New York to Los Angeles, but it's enough to fly to Atlanta, and the two just form a kind of market complementarity.

This also makes Yang Feng's relationship with other aircraft manufacturing companies in the United States not too tense, after all, with the expansion of the quantum fund. This commodity is becoming more and more important in the U.S. economy.

Now Curtis is still going all out to work on their P36, Yang Feng is not ready to let the Hawker 75 appear in China, he has gone to the American aviation market to make trouble, and then let people copy his hometown What's going on?

In this way, the bald guy's plane was determined, and the prototype was first produced at Lockheed, and then the part that could not be produced in China was produced in the United States, and the part that could be produced was produced in China as much as possible, and then assembled and sold to the bald man.

But it's best for Kelly Johnson to explain this to Curtis. It's not good if it scares them then, this plane doesn't seem to be worse than their P36 in every way. They should be told that Lockheed will not sell such aircraft in the United States, this is specially ordered by the Chinese government, and they can't do anything to pull hatred, people will expect the P36 to feed themselves, and if you don't leave someone to live, they will fight with you.

In addition to the plane, the tank can also be basically determined. Luo Kai gave him a site design drawing, and then Wang Chuanming and others here added the hull and turret design to him, as for the artillery, the British 47 gun of Vickers was used for the time being, and the performance of this gun was still okay, Yang Feng was ready to talk to the British about licensing production in China.

According to Wang Chuanming's estimate. The total weight of this tank should be about 12 tons, which is enough, until now the Japanese do not have a decent tank, a tank of this level is enough to deal with them, and besides, he didn't make it himself, in case there is not even a consumption, what will he do to make money from a bald guy?

There is nothing to worry about in production, Chongqing's armored steel project has begun construction, and small batch production can also be done here in Beiping, welding and casting are not a problem, and when the chassis is built, you can start work directly.

On the evening of the 28th, there was a crowd of people in front of the Beiping True Photoelectric Cinema, Yang Feng, dressed in an SS fur coat, carrying a titanium alloy cane, holding Han Caiyi in an evening dress, surrounded by heavily armed bodyguards, walked out of his special bulletproof Maybach like a third-rate star.

Today is the world premiere of Pinocchio, and it is rare for Boss Yang to appear in front of the public, and the security division has transferred a battalion to block all nearby buildings that can see this location, and before he finds the person who killed Yang Yongtai, he doesn't want to be shot in the head by SVD like Old Yang.

The premiere was naturally very successful, after all, everyone likes to watch good movies, especially those young girls, Han Caiyi was moved to tears, and she was very dissatisfied with the sleepy boss around her.

"Boss, what a good movie, how can you sleep?" The little girl wiped her tears and pushed Yang Feng and said.

"Go to your movie, children don't care about adults." Big Boss Yang adjusted a more comfortable posture and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

He has important work to do tonight, can he do it without sleeping? Together with some previous activities, plus more than an hour of screen time, the entire premiere lasted for two hours, and then in countless applause, Boss Yang said a few words, and left the cinema with the little secretary who had already had an affair with him in front of everyone, as for where the two will go next, it is very intriguing, man, the two fiancées are not around, and the lover is also abroad, at this time, it is inevitable that there will be an empty and lonely time, who doesn't like the young and beautiful female students.

What no one knew was that the convoy separated not far away, one team headed for Jinyuan Company, while the other team went straight out of the city, in the division headquarters of the security division. Yang Feng changed into a box loaded with ammunition and disappeared into the dark night.

Tokyo, Japan, has been in constant panic for three days, with mutinous soldiers killing several cabinet ministers, and it is said that even the prime minister was killed, troops mobilized from nearby were confronting the rebels, and even naval battleships sailed to Tokyo Bay. The main guns of the battleship Nagato were already aimed at the rebel stronghold, and the news that the treasure of the town, which had not participated in any war, was about to hit its own capital with the first shell.

Fortunately, both the rebels and the troops who came to quell the rebellion have maintained restraint so far, and no real fighting has taken place, but even so, the tension in the air has kept many people awake at night.

In the cold winter nights. Senior Private Matsumoto lay trembling in his bunker, staring nervously not far away, where there was a brigade of the Guards Division, the two sides had been facing each other for two days, and the enthusiasm of the first army had long been exhausted by the cold air and increasingly chaotic news, and now all that remained was fear of his future.

Despite this, Senior Private Matsumoto still thinks that he is not wrong, and that there are too many traitors around the emperor. They have blinded the Holy Hearing and made a mess of the country. colluded with those chaebols to make the common people poorer and poorer, and even colluded with foreign chaebols to sell the interests of the empire, and exchanged the blood of the imperial soldiers for the land of China for those luxury goods enjoyed by the rich. Give it to the greedy profiteer.

As soon as he thought of his younger brother who was poisoned and died in Jidong, the hatred in his heart couldn't help but surge upward, what a good child Jiro was, he was already a second lieutenant at such a young age, and the hope of the family was pinned on him. Now there is nothing left, only a jar of ashes has returned, but those traitorous ministers who control the country, not only do not want to avenge the dead soldiers, but use their blood as a bargaining chip in exchange for profits, and everyone will be punished for such traitors.

As soon as he thought of this, even the air around him was not so cold, and an unprecedented sense of mission came to his heart, and Matsumoto couldn't help but feel a burst of enthusiasm.

"Gentlemen, cheer up, the future of the empire depends on us!" Matsumoto looked at his sluggish companions around him and said with a wave of his fists.

"Matsumoto-kun, what do you think we're going to do?" One of the companions asked faintly.

"If we don't succeed, we will become benevolent, even if we die, we will drag those traitors to the end together, only in this way can we clear the haze for the future of the Great Japanese Empire!" Matsumoto said viciously.

"Matsumoto-kun, that's a good point!" A lieutenant praised with a passionate expression, but unfortunately there are not many people infected by them, the most taboo thing in the work of rebellion is to drag, if he had taken advantage of his enthusiasm to go straight to the palace and meet the emperor to complain, maybe he would have returned to the country by now, the lieutenant sighed helplessly.

At this moment, suddenly a soldier hurriedly ran over and said with a hint of joy: "Your Excellency Squadron Leader, there is a chariot to join us!" ”

The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, but then a smile appeared on his face, these mutinies were all infantry, and there were no chariots, although a chariot was not very useful, but it could boost their morale.

The lieutenant hurried to an alley with the soldier, and then saw a never-before-seen chariot parked there, and the turret was not a Type 95 37 gun, but a 57 mm short-barreled gun, and at this time it was dawn, and by the faint light, a driver with a fur hat could be seen poking his head out of the turret to look at him.

"Lieutenant, contemptible Shanqi, an engineer at the Mitsui Chariot Research Institute, heard that the gentlemen were righteous, and specially came to help." When he saw the lieutenant coming, Yang Feng, who was wearing a tank cap and gold-rimmed glasses to pretend to be Sven scum, said with a holy face.

Looking at the lieutenant's puzzled gaze, the cargo continued: "This is the Type 97 medium tank that is being experimented, and we drove it out because we didn't have any other weapons. ”

The lieutenant hurriedly saluted with a look of surprise.

"Several of my companions don't want to show up because they are worried about affecting their families, and I ask your forgiveness." Yang Feng then said apologetically.

"It's understandable, you're so grateful to be able to help!" The lieutenant said busily.

The tank started slowly, followed the lieutenant and walked forward, and soon drove to the front, and the sluggish morale immediately had a hint of excitement, and then Yang Feng took out a box of cigarettes from the tank and divided it, and the morale was even higher.

Yang Feng pretended to look at his watch, then lowered his head and whispered to the lieutenant: "I just got the news before I came, and Shan Shanyuan has already given an order in the name of the deputy chief of staff. Strike at five o'clock in the morning, and tell the other righteous to get ready. ”

"What? This is impossible, His Excellency the division commander only came yesterday, and only asked us to return to the station, and did not put forward such a threat! The lieutenant exclaimed.

After Yanagawa's death, the commander of the 1st Division was replaced by his husband, and during this time, he and Kawashima, the more moderate generals, have been busy adjusting. So these soldiers still trust him more.

Yang Feng glanced at him with disdain and said, "Lieutenant, General Shanshan Yuan is the deputy chief of staff, and he is the supreme person in charge of the general staff, and he has the right to mobilize the army, and,"

Speaking of this, Yang Feng lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "My uncle is a servant of His Majesty, this is what he asked me to tell you on behalf of His Excellency the Chief Attendant of the Honzhuang. The intention of smearing your actions was to support King Yongren, and His Majesty was furious, so he authorized Yamasugi Yuan to take military action. ”

"Bastard, this guy is trying to take the opportunity to wipe out all the loyal people of our Imperial Dao Sect." Although the lieutenant was not very clear-headed, he immediately understood Yamasugi Moto's sinister intentions.

Yang Feng glanced at him approvingly, and then said: "Your behavior has offended the navy, and I have to say that you have done it too inappropriately, no matter how Prime Minister Okada said it, he is also a navy admiral, how can you stop killing him in the navy." With their help, Shanshan Yuan naturally has to be presented.

The chief attendant of Honjo means that you have only one choice now. Face Saint. ”

"Face Saint?!" The lieutenant was taken aback, this was simply unimaginable to him, the emperor was a god in the eyes of the Japanese, the sun that could not be seen with his eyes, and he cringed a little at the thought of this.

"Yes, face saint. There is no other choice, only to let Your Majesty directly see your loyalty, can you expose the lies of Shansugi Yuan, otherwise you can only die on the charge of rebellion.

Originally, you could have expressed your loyalty to the monarch through the two generals, Masaki and Araki, but now they have been forbidden to contact you by the people arranged by Yamasugimoto. Therefore, you can only take this extraordinary measure, for the sake of Your Majesty, for the sake of the Empire, you have no choice. Yang Feng said in a tone full of demagogy.

The lieutenant is messy, to be honest, he can do this kind of work, his brain is generally not too flexible, and he is basically a commodity who has been fooled into being used as a gunman, and it is difficult for such a person to keep his sanity at such an urgent moment.

And what Yang Feng said is also true, 226 is that Shansugi Yuan jumped up and down to solve it by force, the chief attendant of Honjo did persuade the emperor, and the emperor was indeed afraid that his younger brother would come to take away his throne, and even his younger brother had already come to Tokyo, but he was intercepted halfway, so this guy's words can stand scrutiny.

The lieutenant hurriedly ran in a daze and told the other mutinous officers what Yang Feng said, and these guys were really anxious and ran over one by one.

Yang Feng repeated what he had just said again.

"Gentlemen, do you think that I am really simply inspired by the righteous deeds of the gentlemen to come?" After repeating, Yang Feng also deliberately said in an accentuated tone, pointing out that he actually had a special mission.

"But now the morale of the soldiers ......," said one of the ensigns, with some difficulty.

It is true that they are full of loyalty, loyal to the monarch and serve the country, and vow to clear the traitors for the country, but many of the soldiers under them were fooled, and now their courage has long been exhausted.

"Let's find a way! It is not difficult to boost the morale of soldiers, scare them, give them a promise, or inspire their hatred. Yang Feng said.

"That's right, those guys from the ruling faction are all lackeys of the chaebol, and they connived at that despicable branch man Yang Feng, Shan Qijun, what's wrong with you?" The second lieutenant looked at Yang Feng, who was choking on saliva, and asked.

"No, nothing, I was filled with hatred as soon as I heard the name."

"Yes, every patriot is full of hatred for this name, he has ruined our silkworm farmers with his stockings, drained them of their last bit of wealth with expensive medicines, robbed and killed with bumpy, kidnapped our relatives, and humiliated our dignity with those evil cosmetics,"

"Du Bianjun's fiancée, because his salary couldn't even afford to buy a bottle of Olay, abandoned him!" The lieutenant explained to Yang Feng in a whisper.

"It's outrageous!" Yang Feng said indignantly.

"Why is this happening? It's not the result of the connivance of those chaebols, we have countless opportunities to kill him, and as a result, those chaebols and traitors colluded together, betraying our country again and again for their interests, and now it's time to liquidate all this, first punish the traitors, and then destroy Yang Feng! Second Lieutenant Watanabe's voice grew louder and louder, and at the end of the day, he even shouted with a fist.

Yang Feng was shocked to find that there were more and more soldiers around him who echoed Watanabe, and even many of them showed expressions of bitter hatred.

"Why do you hate Yang Feng so much?" He cautiously asked a roaring soldier next to him.

"My brother was poisoned by him on the edge of the Luan River!" Senior Private Matsumoto said through gritted teeth.

If they knew who I was, I wonder if they would have dismantled the tank for me. Yang Feng looked at the excited scene, and thought to himself with some creepy.

"Now that they are only half an hour away from their general attack, it is up to you to choose whether the loyal and brave samurai under His Majesty the Emperor will save the country from danger and go down in history or die as rebels for thousands of years.

Use your guns, use your courage, and use your loyalty to clear the haze in front of you, and return this world to a clear world, come on! For the Emperor, for the Empire, for this blood-red dawn! Out of nowhere, he pulled out a knife and stood in the turret of the tank and brandished it.

After saying that, he patted the turret, and the tank immediately slowly drove forward, stopped next to the front-line soldiers, and put on a heroic and fearless posture. (To be continued......)