"Our Eighth Route Army is really poor......"

"Our weapons and equipment are really poor......"

Zhang Chu repeated the emphasis.

Telling lies with your eyes open, that's also the skill.

You don't see those big people, they all speak in one set. It seems to say a lot. But it seems that nothing has been said.

It's a lot of fun, but it doesn't have any concrete substance.

That's what professionalism is all about!

Politicians aren't for everyone......

Stop!

Far away......

In fact, he didn't lie either.

The Eighth Route Army is indeed very poor, and it is indeed very poor.

Neither the Air Force nor the Navy.

You see, there are only a few hundred pieces of heavy artillery. Tanks are a hundred. It's only this year.

No planes, no warships, isn't this called poverty?

It can't be compared to Italy.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

Suddenly, a shrill sound came.

Immediately, above their heads, countless flames swept through the sky. Towards the Japanese position, it fell densely.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In an instant, the Japanese position turned into a sea of fire.

Hundreds of rockets fell together. In the eyes of the British, it was hundreds of heavy guns fired at the same time!

Such heavy artillery fire!

Hundreds of heavy guns!

Are you still poor in the Eighth Route Army? Your Eighth Route Army is still poorly armed with weapons?

Who believes!

Zhang Chu: ......

Gotcha, these guys!

Come on! Don't play 107 rocket artillery at this time!

Let the British see it again.

Not good!

My words were pierced by them.

Look at the look of the British......

Yes, all of them looked dull, stunned, and envious.

It seems that the heavy artillery fire has already aroused the minds of the British. What I just said was poor and bad, I guess others didn't listen to it at all.

Alas......

Waste of tongue.

It's not that I don't give it my best. It's a bunch of pig teammates!

"Mr. Eighth Route Army, may I ask, can your weapons and equipment be traded? We are willing to buy ......"

Sure enough, William took the initiative to speak.

He completely ignored Zhang Chu's previous words. He had his eye on the bazooka at a glance.

The British army needed such weapons.

Needed in large quantities.

After the Dunkirk retreat, the British were most worried that the Germans would land on their home soil.

This is a very dangerous thing to do.

Once the Germans landed on British soil, the consequences were unimaginable.

The British army, which was defeated in successive routs, can be said to have lost all its armor and heavy weapons. I can't even get a rifle together.

What to take to resist the tank assault of the Germans?

With a rifle?

With a grenade?

No way!

Anti-tank weapons are a must.

There is no doubt that the bazooka used by the Eighth Route Army is the most suitable individual anti-tank weapon!

Indispensable!

There is no substitute!

"What are you going to buy?"

"Bazooka."

"This ......"

"Mr. Eighth Route Army, we are very sincere!"

"This ......"

Zhang Chu pretended to hesitate.

It's not impossible to sell it to you. The key is the price.

You British don't seem to have much money, do you? The gold reserves and everything were taken away by the Americans. What else is there now?

"We're willing to buy it in dollars."

"Dollars?"

"That's right! Dollar! ”

"Alright! $500 a ......"

"Deal!"

William agreed without hesitation. For fear that Zhang Chu would regret it.

Zhang Chu: ???

Big brother, I'm talking about dollars!

Not fiat currency! Not the ocean! It's dollars! It's the most valuable dollar!

The purchasing power of the dollar at this time is very strong.

For five hundred dollars, you can buy a lot of things. You didn't make a counteroffer?

I've prepared a counter-offer space......

However, for William, five hundred dollars, was able to wreck a tank. What a bargain!

"How do you sell shells?"

"Twenty Dollars ......"

"Deal!"

William is still very arrogant.

Zhang Chu didn't care too much.

Because of the bazooka, it will soon be impossible to keep it secret.

The American Bazooka actually already has a prototype prototype. It's just not applied on a large scale. In two years, it will become famous.

If you want to make a little money, bazooka is the best.

There is a two-year time difference, and you can make crazy money.

There is almost no cost. One sells for $500. Rockets are still so expensive! Cool to death!

"That's $50,000."

"We need fifty bazookas. One thousand two hundred and fifty rockets. ”

William's math was good.

Later generations said that the British could not do arithmetic, which is probably based on false rumors.

In the British Empire at this time, emaciated camels were bigger than horses. The quality of some elites is still extremely high.

"Deal!"

Zhang Chu's heart was full of joy.

Fifty thousand dollars!

These British people are so rich!

The Japanese actually did not confiscate their property!

Oh, and there's no war yet......

The Japanese army and navy had different strategic directions.

The Japanese army did not want to go south. Hell-bent on going north. Defeat the feud of the polar bear.

The Army did not want to go to war with the British. I don't think the benefits are great.

But the navy red deer needs more oil. They were the main force in the war with the British.

"Ah, that's what you want."

"Can you help us get to Tianjin?"

"Yes. But you have to add money. ”

"How much?"

"Five hundred dollars!"

"Deal!"

William breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only 500 dollars! It's a worthwhile business.

The Eighth Route Army is really real.

Such a good weapon is sold so cheaply......

Americans are vampires.

Just those dilapidated destroyers, they actually have to exchange gold for islands. It's so bad to the bone.

Their ancestors were still British. The British are the British......

"Cook your own food!"

"Plus, give you twenty rifles to defend yourself."

Zhang Chu said with a smile.

The empty glove white wolf took 50,000 US dollars, and he had to give others a little sweetness.

Flour is ready-made.

Rice is readily available.

You'll take care of the rest.

Twenty rifles, that is, the British's own British seven-seven. Packed with 600 rounds of ammunition. 30 rounds per gun.

They just need to defend themselves. Not much ammo is needed.

Mei Zizi returned to the headquarters.

"You're doing business with the British?"

"Fifty thousand dollars."

Zhang Chu turned it in truthfully.

For him, the $50,000 was of little use. Because in the outside world, 50,000 US dollars is 300,000 or 400,000 yuan.

But his current balance of recyclables has exceeded two billion.

In front of the "big money" of two billion, four hundred thousand is nothing.

"You turn it all in?"

"Aren't the three disciplines and eight points of attention requiring that all seizures be returned to the public?"

"Good, good, good!"

Chief of Staff Song was very satisfied.

With these tens of thousands of dollars in the organization, there is so much that can be done.

"It won't affect our supply of weapons and ammunition, right?"

"No, it won't. What about the people you called? I have a lot of weapons and ammunition! I have as many weapons and ammunition as you come! ”

"Wait a minute!"

Chief of Staff Song was actually very anxious.

He also wants to organize 100,000 troops overnight! It's a pity that it can't be done for the time being!

Mobilization is needed.

Need for organization.

It is estimated to take several days.

However, the organization has already dispatched a large number of personnel to mobilize the people, which should have an effect.

"It's a pity......"

"What a pity?"

"The troops in the Pingxi base area also have combat missions. Can't support us. ”

"Oh......"

Zhang Chu disagreed.

It is unrealistic to count on the support of troops from other places.

The problem of Jidong still has to rely on itself.

There are also several million people in eastern Hebei. Mobilize 100,000 troops, it should be no problem!

However, things are not so smooth.

The next day, only three hundred people arrived. The convoy sent 10 75-mm Italian guns......

On the third day, there were only four hundred. The convoy sent 10 75-mm Italian guns......

On the fourth day, there were only two hundred. The convoy sent 10 105-mm howitzers......

On the fifth day, a thousand people finally came. The convoy sent 10 105-mm heavy cannons......

On the sixth day, five hundred again. Convoy ......

On the seventh day, six hundred. Convoy ......

Zhang Chu began to be disappointed.

No, there are no soldiers in the huge eastern part of Jidong.

In other words, he has already prepared the equipment of twenty regiments! It's no problem to come to 50,000 people.

Of these, he prepared thirty 105-mm heavy cannons alone.

It's all waiting for someone to operate it! As a result, no one?

Finished......

In seven days, only three or four thousand people came.

However, a lot of reinforcements from the Japanese invaders came. All the troops of the 118th Division of the Japanese invaders have arrived one after another.

It's a bit stressful.

The Japanese began to counterattack in some places.

Although the Eighth Route Army bravely fought back and did not let the Japanese conspiracy succeed, the gap in strength between the two sides began to widen.

Chief of Staff Song couldn't sit still for a long time and ran to do the work himself.

As a result, the Lulong County Front-line Command was handed over to Zhang Chu to command. He temporarily passed the addiction of the commander-in-chief.

But it didn't work.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

There were not enough troops to launch an offensive at all.

"Report!"

Suddenly, someone from the front line arrived.

But it was the Japanese who sent someone to deliver a letter. It was specified to be handed over to the commander of the Eighth Route Army.

Since Chief of Staff Song was not there, Zhang Chu unceremoniously dismantled it.

It was found to be a letter of persuasion.

The commander of the Japanese division saw Kazuo in the letter again and persuaded the Eighth Route Army to surrender. Otherwise, the Japanese army would be surrounded on all sides and wipe out the Eighth Route Army.

Hehe......

Zhang Chu tore up the letter casually. Then burn it.

Just kidding, surrender!

It's almost as if you surrendered!

Still want to surround me?

Do you little devils still have extra troops?

Hehe!

In fact, Zhang Chu did not overestimate himself.

The Eighth Route Army is indeed under-armed now. However, the Japanese were also underarmed. Especially in the Pingjin area.

The main force of the Japanese invaders is still in the midst of encirclement and suppression. It is impossible to pull it out.

Just a 118th Division, just want to encircle and eliminate the Eighth Route in eastern Hebei?

Don't even think about it!

Why?

Because Zhang Chu is in Jidong!

It's not that he's proud. The Japanese invaders have a division, and he is not afraid at all.

As long as the common people are mobilized, the Japanese army will not be able to escape.

However, the Japanese are so arrogant that they can't do it without teaching a lesson.

Zhang Chu searched everywhere on the recyclables radar for the whereabouts of the commander of the Japanese Division.

Suddenly, I made a discovery.

The target was actually within the range of the rocket artillery.

As long as all the rocket artillery is concentrated, as well as cannons, and Italian artillery, and bombarded together, maybe......

You can directly kill the commander of the Japanese Division!

That's right!

That's it!

Take the head of the general in the million-strong army!

Artillery raid!

Dry!

(End of chapter)