The vanguard army was known to the world in a war, but Meng Xiang was distressed by it.

When he came to the front desk, he no longer knew you.

Just as he was about to study the newly built vigilance cannon, he heard the news that someone had come to visit again.

"These are the gods of wealth of the Chamber of Commerce!" Pharmacist Tang followed closely and was very handy about this. The strength of the vanguard army was also beyond his expectations. The thought of repaying the favor also had other beating frequencies at this time.

The two words God of Wealth immediately made Meng Xiang feel energetic, and he met several waves of various characters in a row, and his face was a little wrinkled, and he immediately squeezed out a model smile, and led Tang Yaoshi and Rat Er to the front.

He Siyuan was also here, and he knew all the leading figures in the city, so Meng Xiang invited him to accommodate each other.

"This is the *** of the Hengchang Miao family!"

"The general has worked hard for the country and the people, and we deeply admire it!"

"Where, where!"

"This is the ** of the Zhang family of Minghua Textile Factory!"

"The general defended the country and killed the enemy, and his bravery was commendable. The old man is willing to spend all his family wealth to help the king! ”

"Defend the family and the country, as it should be!"

"This is the Dong family's **!"

……

Anyway, under the salute of Pharmacist Tang, Meng Xiang's face was about to cramp.

"Never again! Don't assign me people! Lao Tzu's military affairs are heavy, and he has to find a way to fight devils, so he has no time! Meng Xiang burst out. For a whole day, Meng Xiang didn't even have time to take a nap, and spent it all in the entertainment sent by Xiaoying.

"At the end of the day, people from all walks of life actively donated more than 700,000 yuan!" Pharmacist Tang slowly shook the paper fan.

Meng Xiang's movements froze, but then he said quietly: "Tens of millions of yuan can't buy freedom!" ”

Looking at Pharmacist Tang, he smiled and said, "If someone comes again, it will be troublesome Mr." I'll go and comfort the warriors who killed the enemy in front of me! ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, and Pharmacist Tang slowly shook the paper fan and looked at his back in the distance, before nodding slightly.

"Hello soldiers!"

"Hello General!"

Meng Xiang didn't disturb too many people, but in front of a defensive position, he condoled with the soldiers of a battalion. A simple military parade of nearly 1,000 people was only the north wind rolling up on the battlefield, revealing bursts of murderous aura. Looking at the resolute faces, Meng Xiang's full words of finishing the draft were swept away.

"The soldiers have worked hard!"

"Defend the family and the country!"

There is not much need for words, what is needed in the barracks is sincerity.

Meng Xiang didn't give his lame speech, and continued to patrol the battalions, shaking hands with the soldiers around him from time to time to say hello, even the clones. At this time, there was no hint of show in my heart, only respect and admiration for these soldiers who sacrificed their lives to defend the country and kill the enemy at any time.

"Have you eaten enough?" Meng Xiang asked Li Changhe Road.

Li Changhe, who had just joined the Vanguard Army, saw such a big official, and the corners of his mouth trembled with excitement for a long time, but he did not make a sound.

"That's right, you two brothers have made a great contribution and discovered the sneak attack of the little devil in advance, which is very commendable!" The ear brain has already prompted the file of the information collected by Rat Er about Li Changhe.

"And my nephew's credit!" Li Changhe finally said with a red face.

"Then you're all heroes!"

"You're Demphyen? Others call you Deng Dayan. Not to mention anything else, this eyesight is really good, the record of shooting down five planes, if the Air Force is already a trump card! Meng Xiang smiled and patted Deng Dayan's arm that was being held.

"Hey, hey!" Deng Dayan has not seen a division commander, there is a division commander of the Central Army who used to be a soldier under him. But at this time, when he saw this young division commander who shouted out his name as soon as he opened his mouth, he was a little apprehensive in his heart. He didn't want to leave this army full of cannons.

"I heard that you can not only fiddle with anti-aircraft guns, but also all kinds of artillery! Yes, then you are the trump card in our artillery ranks! Not only artillery, but also a trump card in our vanguard army! ”

"Hey, hey!" Deng Dayan touched the back of his head and smiled.

"Your name is Niu Baisui?" Meng Xiang was very curious about the brave deputy company commander in front of him, and his name reminded him of a character in later generations.

"Hello, Commander!" A standard military salute for the 100-year-old cow.

"Come on!" Meng Xiang returned a military salute as standard as possible and nodded to him.

It took half a day to complete the inspection of a defense area. Although he was very tired, Meng Xiang did not stop at all, and continued to inspect the next defense area. During the short break, he did not stop, constantly issuing orders to the base brain through the wrist communicator he carried with him.

"Repair the heavy artillery fortress! Four more 203-mm heavy guns were produced. The M1918 type of the British. "The heavy artillery forts played a huge role, although under the bombardment of bombers, two were directly blown up and one was damaged. However, the two heavy artillery pieces that were still in play suppressed the devil's attempt to cross the river, while his own artillery was temporarily stopped when the vanguard planes crossed the river and strafed them.

"Increase the production of 40-mm Bofors anti-aircraft guns. By the way, ten more 88-mm anti-aircraft guns were produced, and the 36/37 ones were required. "In the last air battle, 7 88mm anti-aircraft guns were destroyed, but the performance was very good, which made Meng Xiang ruthlessly increase the investment in large-caliber anti-aircraft artillery. It stands to reason that the 40 mm is just right, and the power is enough to deal with the thin-skin aircraft at this time. However, the deterrent ability of large-caliber anti-aircraft artillery is incomparable with other artillery, and sometimes you can only rely on luck to dodge when you bombard it.

The Air Command Center is running at full capacity and is constantly producing BF109B, which is already one of the most advanced fighters in the world at this time, and it is enough to deal with his own army aviation aircraft, even in the face of a more advanced new aircraft of Hainan Airlines, it also has a slight advantage.

Bombers were also produced at the same time, and the Stuka dive bombing could ensure accuracy, which was suitable as a front-line bomber.

"No money again!" Meng Xiang looked at the balance of less than one million in his account, and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. This is already the result of using part of the tax collected in advance.

As soon as the cannon sounded, there were ten thousand taels of gold. That's true. Even if Meng enjoyed the cheap goods of the base, he couldn't stop the large number, and with the rapid construction of the Jinan sub-base, even the three million loans were used up. If it weren't for the base mining minerals to maintain an income of 120,000 yuan a day, I am afraid that the books would have been empty long ago.

Such a large chassis only collects more than one million taxes a quarter, which makes Meng Xiang scratch his head a little, and Meng Xiang, who is ridiculed by some macro theories in the economy, is indeed blind to the micro economic and financial aspects. Master Tang couldn't help this, as for the clone officers, they didn't have to think about it like Fan. There is no one who is good at managing finances. The role of the money bag, Meng Xiang naturally knows its important surname. Otherwise, there would not have been that unsuccessful consultation with Xiong Xiling.

If you don't have money, you can't talk about expansion, even defense.

After Meng Xiang finished inspecting and agitating a circle of defense areas, it was already late at night. As soon as he rushed back to the headquarters, he began to draft a telegram, ready to ask Xiong Xiling for advice directly. At this time, I am still on the front line, and I can't go in person, which may be a bit rude, but I can't take care of it at this time.

"Commander, Xiong Xiling has sent a letter!" Rat Er, who had followed him for a day, did not get tired at all.

"Xiong Xiling? Letter? "Believing in this kind of carrier, Meng Xiang is already a little unfamiliar in later generations. Even now, most of the communication is telegrams, letters and the like are handled by rats. There's not much worth reading for him.

Said Cao Ying, Cao Ying, and arrived. He was about to send a message to Xiong Xiling, but he sent a letter.

"I'll take a look!" Meng Xiang took it and looked directly at the letters written by the three brushes.

Although Xiong Xiling's letter has three sheets of paper, it does not contain much content. In addition to being polite, in addition to saying that he was frail, he recommended a person to Meng Xiang, a doctor who is proficient in economics.

"Zhou Bai?" Meng Xiang flipped through the letterhead, and Zhou Bai's current address was written on it, but it was euphemistically revealed that it was best for him to invite it in person!

"The surname is proud? Need to take care of the thatched house? Meng Xiang shook his head slightly, and the people of this era have such a surname, and most of the people with a surname in later generations have been buried in the mudslides of various histories.

"Well, let's go see it!"

(Tomorrow Mother's Day, I need to accompany my family, only 3k morning and evening.) ）