Chapter 380: Let me go south to Tianzhu? Are you kidding me? "Are these cans sold to the Japanese army?" An Guangli looked at the cans piled in front of him and couldn't help but ask. How did you manage to sell these cans to the Japanese army? Isn't this crazy? Isn't this not capitalizing on the enemy? An Guangli's mind didn't turn around for a while, and he didn't quite understand what this meant. "Yes, sell them all to the little devils." Cun Yunsheng nodded. The cans in front of me are all made of animal offal, so they must be sold to the little devils. Although this thing won't kill anyone, it still tastes disgusting.

At least Cun Yunsheng still couldn't accept the smell. He specially asked people to try it on the captives. Instead of eating the dead ones, they gave them diarrhea. "Isn't this too much? There are also canned meats, canned vegetables, and canned fruits. They are all good things." An Guangli still felt that selling these things to the little devils was too cheap for them. "Don't worry, they are all defective products. The canned meat is made from animal offal. As for the vegetables and fruits, they are rotten. I don't know how many times I have stepped on them." Cun Yunsheng said casually. Hearing this, An Guangli immediately shuddered, knowing that Cun Yunsheng definitely had no good intentions. With the way he dealt with the little devil, how could he kindly sell canned goods to the little devil. There must be something wrong. Looking at An Guangli's expression, Cun Yunsheng guessed what he was thinking. "Although they are all defective products and a bit rotten, they are still much better than the little devils eating grass." Cun Yunsheng said with a smile. "But, even if they are defective products, selling so many to the Japanese army, isn't it subsidizing the enemy?" An Guangli was still a little puzzled, and the Sichuan Army was not very short of money now, so why did it sell these cans? Enhancing the little devil's strength will do them no good. "Supporting the enemy? No, no, no, I'm just trying to find a way to deal with these defective products. I can't just throw them away, right? It's such a pity. Maybe I can make a fortune by selling them to the little devil." Cun Yunsheng Said softly. Hearing this, An Guangli understood instantly. Daqing is just treating the little devil as a toilet. You can throw anything in there. You just won’t eat dead people, right? If you eat dead people, If you eat dead people, this business is not easy to do. "Don't worry, you will definitely not eat dead people. At most, you will have diarrhea. I have asked someone to try it. At most, the taste is a little worse, but it is much better than them eating grass roots." At this time, the Japanese army was also on the verge of collapse. Many people can't even sustain a rice ball a day, so it's good to be able to eat canned food now.

Even if there is something wrong at this juncture, so what? At least there is no periodic table or anything like that. "Remember that the price must be high and never cheap." Cun Yunsheng reminded again. "Yes, I understand." An Guangli nodded repeatedly. The An family has been deeply bound to Cun Yunsheng for a long time, so Cun Yunsheng's orders will naturally be strictly implemented. "In addition, there is a batch of penicillin that can also be sold to the Japanese army. You can decide the price yourself." Naturally, Cun Yunsheng did not like ten units of penicillin. Sold to my own people, they are all penicillin with relatively high unit content. As for the little devil, there is no need to be so good, it can save lives anyway. "Are you selling penicillin too?" An Guangli was confused. This is a life-saving medicine. "Sell it, the unit content is too low, it is easy to produce antibodies, and the purification process is rough, so the price can be cheaper." Cun Yunsheng thought for a while, and now he is rushing to share the precious company's share. "Yes, I understand." An Guangli responded immediately. "Feng La, go tell William and ask them if they want canned food." Cun Yunsheng looked at Meng Fan Lai again. The output of cans is now somewhat high, and exports can be considered appropriately. In exchange for some equipment. You can't always rely on intelligence. In that case, sooner or later the information will be used up. "Yes, take a seat." Meng Fangliao responded quickly, and at the same time sighed in his heart. Sure enough, in Cun Yunsheng's eyes, all white-skinned pigs are the same. "Is it also this kind of canned food?" Meng Fangliao asked one more question. "How is it possible? It's naturally a normal can. After all, William is our friend and we can't cheat them like that." Cun Yunsheng chuckled. He still needs the Germans to continue to support him. How can he sell this thing to them? "Yes, I understand." Meng Fan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to explain. … On the other side, Zhengzo by the river in Tianzhu has been having a very happy life recently. Treasure golden beauty! Let Hebian Zhengsan, an old man in his fifties, live a very comfortable life. But what follows is huge logistical costs. Now he has almost 200,000 main Japanese troops under his command, not including the natives. In other words, the daily consumption is very large.

They could still hold it because the mainland kept bringing supplies to them. But soon I couldn't bear it anymore. Because the mainland has shifted its focus to Australia, and the local supplies are dwindling. Therefore, there are fewer supplies to support him. Most of them are used in Australia. As a result, he now receives less and less supplies. According to the current pace, supplies may be gone within two months at most. Every day that I used to be happy is now starting to feel anxious. Once the later stage is insufficient, the territories he occupied may all be taken away by the British army. As for the method of eating grass proposed by Mutaguchi Renya, he directly rejected it. What a joke. It doesn’t matter if tens of thousands of people eat grass. Hundreds of thousands of people went to eat grass! It will definitely explode. Just when Kawabe Shozo was worried about logistical supplies. An Guangli appeared. "Selling cans? And medicines? Can you even get weapons and ammunition?" Hebian Zhengsanyi didn't believe it when he first heard the news. "Hai." The person who came to report immediately responded. Based on the idea of ​​​​treating a living horse as a dead horse, Kawabe Shozo decided to meet him first. The results were unexpected. "Are there really canned food and medicines?" Looking at the samples in front of him, Hebian was confused. "Yes, the price will be higher." An Guangli nodded. "Price is not an issue." Hebian Zhengzo shook his head. For him, money is not an issue. What he has now is gold, jewelry, etc. It's so rich here. The only bad thing is that the environment is really bad. But after he listened to An Guangli's quotation, he felt numb. The price was indeed too expensive. Although he was sad to lose a lot of money, without these supplies, he would probably starve to death in two months. Although they can grab food, they don't dare to do so now. If they really do this, all the natives will help the British army, and they will be completely ruined.

So for these natives, Hebian Zhengzo adopted a very gentle approach. "Are there any weapons?" Hebian Zhengzo thought for a while and asked. After fighting the Japanese army, he found that his own weapons were indeed inferior to the British army. Although relying on morale and individual soldier quality, they defeated the British army. But the weapons gap was still huge, so he wondered if he could get some automatic weapons to strengthen his own firepower. " "Yes, I don't know what weapons are needed? Is it artillery or automatic weapons?" An Guangli asked with a smile. Hearing this, Hebian Zhengsan was stunned. He even began to guess who was behind An Guangli. Is this too much energy? Can you even get artillery? "A large number of automatic weapons are needed, preferably submachine guns, etc." In the past, Shozo Kawabe might not have cared about this, but after fighting against the British army, he found that submachine guns were really useful. "No problem, you can send it with the can. We have got some information. I wonder if you are interested." An Guangli nodded. Hearing this, Hebian Zhengsan frowned slightly. Who is behind this guy? Could it be the Sichuan Army? impossible! never mind! Never mind that! "What are the conditions?" Kawabe Shozo knew that the guy in front of him could not be so kind, and there must be other conditions attached. However, he did not expect that the other party would so simply offer it as a free gift, which really surprised him. "This time it comes with free gift..." "What's the news?" Hebian Zhengzo asked doubtfully. "According to the intelligence we have received, the British army has deployed three elite infantry divisions from Afghanistan. Are these the British army's most experienced elites?" "You must have felt it during this period?" An Guangli said. "Well, it's indeed different. He's very powerful in combat. What next?" Kawabe Shozo knew that the other party wouldn't say this for no reason. There must be other purposes. "In addition, General Stilwell has sent an expeditionary force of 100,000 people to attack your rear. I believe you have also received the news." "Humph, a bunch of rabble." Hebian Zhengsan said arrogantly. "Your so-called warrior of the Imperial Army? That's **** in my eyes. Put away your arrogance, you are not worthy of talking to me like this." An Guangli suddenly became upset. He firmly remembered what Cun Yunsheng said, don't lose yourself when you go out. Especially Kawabe Shozo's expression made him very unhappy, so he directly yelled angrily. "Baga..." Hebian Zhengsan was so angry that he blushed and wanted to say something harsh, but he didn't know what to say. Their logistics lifeline is now completely in the hands of the other party.

Unless he doesn't want these supplies. Then what awaits him will be his demise in two months. This is absolutely intolerable. "What exactly do you want to say?" Hebian Zhengzo took a deep breath and said. "What if we can cause chaos in Afghanistan and make the British army have no time to take care of themselves? Or what about the natives of Afghanistan taking the initiative to attack Tianzhu? What price are you willing to pay to share the pressure with you?" An Guangli asked with a smile. Hearing this, Hebian Zhengsan suddenly took a breath of cold air. This news is really exciting. At the same time, I am more curious about what energy the other party has. It can actually cause chaos in Afghanistan. "Let me think about it." Hebian Zhengsanyi was a little confused for a moment. He had to think carefully and distinguish the pros and cons before making a decision. "No problem, you have enough time to think." An Guangli didn't panic at all. … "Chief, Mr. Li is here." In a mountainous area in Afghanistan, a man wearing a turban walked into the cave and said to the bearded leader in front of him. "Let him in quickly." The leader said quickly. The leader's name is Mohammed, a commander of the Afghan Liberation and Independence Front, with an army of more than 5,000 people in his hands. Being able to grow into the leader of a large tribe in a short period of time is naturally inseparable from the support of the Soviet army. Yes! That’s the support of the Soviet army! The Soviet army had long been covetous of these places, so they secretly acted behind the scenes. He supported a tribal leader and slowly rose to prominence with the help of Soviet weapons and equipment. It is a pity that the Soviet army is currently involved in the Patriotic War, so its assistance to him is naturally much less. Without assistance, his tribe was coveted by other tribes. In order to find foreign aid, he met Li Qi again. This man first came to his tribe as a merchant, and later revealed that he could obtain various weapons and equipment. He immediately gained Muhammad's trust. In fact, his true identity is the Major Station Chief of the Overseas Intelligence Division of the Military Investigation Bureau, responsible for all intelligence work in Afghanistan. The businessman is just his superficial identity. According to Cun Yunsheng's order, he comes here to get acquainted with these tribal chiefs and complete some tasks when necessary. "Dear friend, it's nice to see you again." Muhammad said with a hug.

Li Qi has always been uncomfortable with this kind of greeting etiquette, but out of respect for the other party, he responded enthusiastically. "Nice to meet you too, Your Excellency Mohammed." After some pleasantries, Muhammad smiled and said: "My friend, what weapons are you bringing this time? I have prepared gold and can trade it at any time." Hearing this, Li Qi showed a wry smile on his face: "Your Excellency Muhammad, something unexpected happened. There are no arms this time." There was no ammunition, and everyone busy in the command room stopped and looked at Li Qi in surprise. Muhammad also looked surprised. One of his battalions had been equipped with American equipment and was relying on the other party. So he knows the energy of the other person. "Mr. Li Qi, what happened in the accident? Did some of the troops rob your goods because they didn't have the foresight?" Muhammad said quickly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. "No, no, no, with your flag, no one dares to cause trouble for us. Now we are in big trouble. The British have blocked the waterway, so my ship cannot approach the port and cannot be transported here for the time being." Li Qi said helplessly. . "The channel is blocked?" Mohammed was dumbfounded. After taking a long breath, he said slowly: "Does that mean there will be no more weapons in the future?" Without the source of arms, his plan would not be realized at all, and over time. When the British army reacts, they will definitely destroy him. "There are still munitions, but the quantity will be much smaller. If you can do me a favor, maybe you don't have to worry about munitions in the future." Li Qi said the ultimate goal. "Help?" Muhammad asked confused. "According to the intelligence we have received, the British army is fighting the Japanese army in Tianzhu. I hope you can lead your troops south to attack Tianzhu and cut off the logistical supplies of the troops stationed in India." Li Qi explained. Head south to Tianzhu and cut off supplies. Mohammed's expression suddenly changed. Isn't this looking down on others too much? (End of chapter)