Returning to Phoenix Island from Palau, Hu Zhiyong thought that Southeast Asia needed to establish its own business network. Grab resources before the war and have its own intelligence sources during the war. More importantly, after the war, he also had sales channels for his goods.
He could only leave this task to his master and uncle, and select 200 people from the staff for them to assign to various islands. Li Jinghua had almost 200 people, stretched out a hand and said: "At least 500 people, I am now
Just do it.”
"Can you arrange so many people?" Hu Zhiyong said in surprise: "I also have 10,000 people. Just say hello to me when needed."
Phoenix City has established a university of science and technology, a university of commerce and a military academy. There are not many students now, but in the future they will gradually transfer the best personnel from their subordinates. Of course, the Rehe base area will also send the best students to study here.
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Palau is the gateway to Southeast Asia, while Phoenix is the gateway to Malaysia, Indonesia, the Philippines, and Singapore. Due to the thick fog produced by nature, no one dares to enter the three islands for hundreds of kilometers.
In the sky above the island, there is a large hole hundreds of kilometers away like the mouth of a well. It can only receive sunlight for four or five hours a day. At other times, it is like dusk at sunset, and it is similar to the earth on a cloudy day.
At night, the stars in the sky are really beautiful, and the cool sea breeze forms a strange airflow from the sky into the island. Hu Zhiyong often thinks: "Helicopters can come in and out, but jets are probably very dangerous."
Without coordinates, indicator lights and navigation lights, it would be difficult for Phoenix Island to deploy its air force.
"Report, there is a call from Zhuang He. Lieutenant Colonel Kameda wants to see you and hopes to reply to the fleet transporting grain from Los Angeles to the northeast."
Hu Zhiyong finally sent the telegram, and after deep thought, he told the guard company commander: "Call Liang Chengfu back and ask for the reason."
"yes!"
When Hu Zhiyong was doing business, although the Northeast was difficult, there was never a shortage of food. In order to attack the volunteers, the Japanese army forced Hu Zhiyong to stop selling food and goods.
I didn't expect it would cause more trouble.
Commodities were tight, and food was even tighter. The Japanese army had to order that all Northeasterners should not eat rice. This led to greater unrest, and looting and attacks even occurred in the cold winter.
There are fewer volunteers, but more bandits.
The bandits in the Northeast also brought trouble to the common people by fighting against the Japanese. Especially the kidnapping of people, which caused all the big households to panic and buy guns to guard their homes and homes. As a result, the volunteer army had another source of weapons and ammunition, and slowly returned to the state of 33 years ago.
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Yang Jingyu's troops were growing, and Jin Chengzhu's Koreans also joined in. Only Deng Tiemei was in a difficult situation, and was scattered around Fengcheng after the Japanese army merged villages and households.
The Japanese army seemed to have learned a lesson and used traitors to form assassination teams, active in every corner of the Northeast. Hu Zhiyong looked at the telegram sent by Liang Chengfu and snorted: "Such chess pieces can't help me, let the blood wolf attack!"
Xuelang is rectifying the group of teenagers in Xianren Cave. After the martial arts test, the remaining one thousand children will be reorganized. After receiving the telegram from Hu Zhiyong, Yongxiang hesitated and said: "To deal with the plainclothes assassination team, we also have to change into plainclothes
That’s all.”
"Captain, I'm going to do some reconnaissance first and understand the pattern of the plainclothes team's activities before taking action." Wen Liang came over and said.
"Okay, you change into ordinary farmers, and now we conduct reconnaissance in the Fengcheng area." Yongxiang made up his mind and asked Wen Liang to prepare quickly.
"Change your clothes?" Wen Liang looked ugly. The locals rarely go out in winter, and the poor people don't even have a piece of clothing to protect themselves from the cold. His heart suddenly brightened, and he said to Yongxiang with a smile: "I can see through the assassination team.
We don’t need to change clothes!”
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, most of the people walking around are businessmen and hunters. The traitors will never go hungry or cold, and their clothes are much better than ordinary farmers. It is not easy to be a traitor, and they are most afraid of revenge from the volunteer army. So, as long as
There must be something wrong with people in groups and brightly dressed people!
Wen Liang expressed his thoughts, and Dechang laughed and said: "There is no need for reconnaissance, we all attack!"
"That's okay." Yongxiang narrowed his eyes and looked at several squadron leaders: "Use the squad as a unit and interrogate the person quickly after catching him."
"yes!"
All squadrons set off, except for the third squadron which remained at the base. The soldiers looked at squadron leader Wen Liang, waiting for him to give orders.
"Quick! Put on the Japanese costumes, and everyone will ride on a war horse and set off!" Wen Liang spoke with a strange smile.
"yes!"
A squadron of Japanese cavalry advanced rapidly towards Xiuyan in the cold wind. At the garrison checkpoint, the soldiers realized that these were their own people. Seeing them dressed up as Japanese cavalry, they knew that another good show was about to take place.
Arriving at Xiuyan County, they ran due west towards Fengcheng. The group did not enter the city, but slowly wandered forward along the main road leading to Shenyang. Wen Liang observed with a telescope and quickly determined
The goal you are looking for.
Three men driving a carriage were overtaken by the Japanese cavalry. Wen Liang drew out his command knife and pointed at the horseman driving the carriage: "Your work is for the volunteers!"
"Mrs. Taijun, we are doing business." The driver hurriedly reined in his horse, jumped down, nodded and bowed in defense.
"search!"
"Hai!" The soldiers took action, searching the bodies of these people and rummaging around on the carriage. Soon, three pistols, magazines and grenades were brought over.
"Your business?" Wen Liang smiled cunningly, and the tip of the knife almost pierced the other person's nose.
"Me, me, me, we are a plainclothes team." The driver of the carriage trembled and had no choice but to reveal his identity.
"Plainclothes team?" Wen Liang smiled slightly: "I understand, the assassination team works."
"Yes, Taijun is so wise!" When the carriage driver saw that Wen Liang knew about the assassination group, his stammering problem was cured without treatment.
"The Assassination Group has it, but yours doesn't." Wen Liang glared: "Can the Assassination Group catch the volunteers on the road? You lied to me."
"Major, I really am!" The driver of the carriage panicked. They came out to perform their tasks without any documents.
"How many people are there in the assassination team? What is your captain's name?" Wen Liang asked sternly.
"This -" the carriage driver hesitated, this was a secret, he dared to tell it?
"Baga!" Wen Liang was angry and looked at his subordinates: "They are all dead!"
"Hayi!"
"Taijun, spare my life. I say, I say." The driver of the carriage panicked and secretly told Taijun. This was not considered disobedience. If the imperial army was angry and killed him, he could only complain to the Lord of Hell.
"Separate them, tell me clearly which one should be released, and the liar will die!" Wen Liang smiled proudly in his heart, and interrogated the three traitors separately.
In the face of life and death, traitors will never lie. They are like mothers if they have milk, and they will not hesitate to sell their ancestors and conscience in order to survive.
What's more, most of the traitors were soldiers in the past, and many of them were volunteers who rebelled and surrendered to the enemy. They were greedy for life and afraid of death, and they were nostalgic for glory and wealth. Their slave-like behavior in front of the Japanese army was clearly revealed at this time.
"Report, the confession has been obtained!"
"Huh?" The driver of the carriage was surprised. This little devil spoke Chinese so fluently.
"Tie them up and throw them into the carriage, and let's go catch turtles in the jar!"
"You, you, you, you are Chinese -" The driver of the carriage was even more frightened, they were a group of fake devils.
"You can dress up as a commoner, and I can dress up as a little devil. We are evenly matched, hahahaha!" Wen Liang laughed.
The traitor assassination group is a group of extremely vicious people. They are also a group of mobs without formal training. These people are more powerful than ordinary traitors, and they are also domineering in front of the puppet army.
The Blood Wolf team was carefully built by Hu Zhiyong over the past three years and has rich experience in actual combat. What's more, they encountered gentle and clever people like monkeys. They could only stretch their necks and wait for death.
This group of people has three gathering points every evening. After Wen Liang thought deeply, he said to the team leader behind him: "Inform other squadrons of the enemy situation, ambush them at their meeting point in advance, and let this group of people fly to the sky!"
Flying in a plane? The soldiers laughed loudly. They buried their iron watermelons underneath, and waited for the enemies to arrive and then set off the grenades. Boom - a group of people flew into the sky without knowing it!
Yongxiang received the enemy's situation reported by walkie-talkie, but they were a walking army and it was difficult to reach the enemy's rendezvous point in a short time. Wen Liang said loudly: "You go home, we, the Third Squadron, will do this battle ourselves!"
"Go home!" Yongxiang was helpless. There was no need for them to go now.
"Monkey!" Dechang roared angrily, blaming the monkey for his lack of loyalty. This roar through the walkie-talkie microphone made several other squadron leaders laugh.
"There are more than 300 assassins in the assassination group. How can he be dealt with by one squadron?" The captain of the 6th squadron wanted to stay and said to Yongxiang through the microphone.
"Just dealing with a few traitors." Yongxiang did not allow the troops to stay, and called Liang Chengfu to send cavalry to meet the third squadron.
The three squadrons of the 3rd Squadron acted separately, and Wen Liang told them: "Place more mines, and if the explosion sounds, use the assault rifle ### to make the hell out of us!"
"What should we do with these three burdens?" asked the captain.
"Tie them in the woods, tie their hands and legs, and stuff their mouths with rags!" Wen Liang sneered: "You must be conscious to be a traitor. The people will judge you sooner or later!"
It was more than 20 degrees below zero, and he was stripped of his cotton-padded clothes and trousers. The driver was frightened by the feeling. His feces and urine suddenly flowed out from his trouser legs, and he trembled all over and made a whining sound from his mouth.
"Damn it, you look like a scaredy-cat!" the team leader cursed viciously and tightened the rope hard.
"Squad leader, let's build a snowman!" After tying up the traitor, the fourth squad leader added fuel to the fire.
"Yes, make a snowman!" The soldiers didn't wait for the squad leader to answer, holding the snow with both hands and burying the three traitors.
Wen Liang went to Yangmu Town, where there were several dilapidated houses on the edge of the forest. After careful inspection, he said cheerfully: "There are mines inside and outside the house, so we don't have to dig holes for them."
"It's a pity that there are more than a hundred pistols." The third team leader sighed.
"Hey!" Wen Liang's eyes lit up: "The mine exploded from the ground, and the pistol will not be damaged. Get ready, we will definitely get these trophies back!"
"yes!"
It was very cold and freezing, and it was very difficult to dig holes in the ground. At this time, their multi-functional spurs came into play. Two people set up a mine and quickly completed the layout. Wen Liang checked the ground to prevent any flaws that would make the enemy suspicious.
The soldiers used branches to clean up the footprints left behind, and one by one they retreated towards the surrounding area by following the footsteps of those in front. When everyone was in ambush, Wen Liang lit a cigarette and started smoking.
"It's getting dark, and the assassination team will be here soon." The squad leader reminded the squadron leader in a low voice.
"There are security posts all around, I--" Wen Liang quickly put out his smoke: "Here they come, about a dozen of them!"
"Look, there are people all around. It seems that there is a lot more information than we have." The team leader was surprised. This time the business has become bigger.
"Hey, there's a stretcher!" Wen Liang leaned down and stared at the group of people slowly walking into the broken room.
"What a hateful traitor, he dressed up as a volunteer!" the squad leader cursed through gritted teeth.
"Volunteers?" Wen Liang was shocked and said hurriedly to the team leader: "They are not an assassination group, they are real volunteers!"
"What?" The squad leader was shocked: "What should we do? Our operation failed!"