"If you don't have enough money, it doesn't matter, find a bank!" Continuous production and construction, but also take into account the construction of Jinan sub-base, and the money is not enough immediately. Meng Xiang, who already held Jinan City, immediately thought of the bank. In the past, when he robbed his bank, he felt that he had neglected something, and now he remembers that he neglected financing. Although the future generations do not know that money makes money?

Before, he had a similar idea, but he was told in the bank that he had insufficient credit, and that it was okay to borrow 35,000 yuan, but it was difficult to say if it was too much. At that time, I knew the vanguard army!

By this time, the name of the Vanguard Army was already well known in the local area.

HSBC's representative office in Jinan.

"We want to borrow three million!" Ma Yi smiled and said to the manager of the foreign bank. At the beginning, Meng Xiang didn't dare to open his mouth too much.

"What about the mortgage?" Will. Rod curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Our arms business!" Ma Yi stared at Will's thin upper cheek and said.

"We're sorry, but this is not part of the collateral we requested. If it's iron ore, coal or something like that, we'll give it priority. Will turned the pen in his hand, and he had already inquired about the dozen or so minerals that the vanguard was holding in his hands.

In the future, it would be a normal business practice to mortgage a mineral or something, but now, this is in the ranks of traitors. Meng Xiang definitely didn't dare to take risks in this matter, he couldn't afford these foreign devils to stab you in the back, and his reputation would be over.

"We can earn back three million in a month in our arms business!"

"I know!" Will stopped the pen in his hand, the vanguard did not know where the source of goods was, and the business of several foreign companies was squeezed, and as far as he knew, there were already people who had joined forces to give them a lesson. In addition, they can attack at any time, and their arms business is really not optimistic.

"That was before!" The corners of his mouth twitched and he smiled.

"Really?"

"I'm sorry! Mr. Ma! ”

"Can't do it? Do they think that under my own attack, I am likely to leave no tiles behind? Meng Xiang said angrily. It was not only HSBC that was rejected, but even some domestic banks also politely refused. When people also sent tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan in patriotic donations, Meng Xiang lost his temper when he heard it.

"Big deal?" This thought was cut off by Meng Xiang himself as soon as he came to mind, and some things began to be easy to end and difficult to end. Bad habits are hard to break at first.

"Citi agreed!" When Meng Xiang was embarrassed, Ma Er's report solved this problem.

"How much?"

"Or the three million a year we proposed, no cut."

"On what terms?" Meng Xiang didn't want to have any additional conditions, and Lao Mei often played this in later generations.

"There are no additional conditions, only a mortgage for the arms business!" Ma Er reported truthfully.

"None? What the hell are the Americans doing? Meng Xiang carefully calculated, "Could it be that the Americans are stumbling on me now?" I thought about it for a while and didn't think it through, so I just put it behind me for the time being. During this time, there are many things to consider, and there are a lot of unsolvable things that have been pressed in my mind, which is not bad.

"Get out of the way, I'll come!" Deng Dayan unceremoniously pushed the gunner who had been fighting for a long time in front of the anti-aircraft gun, and the apprentice who had just taught him to speak for three months didn't dare to say more, so he obediently gave up his position. Deng Dayan was not very familiar with the anti-aircraft guns that he had made once or twice, but his more than 20 years of career as a cannon had given him a keen sense of artillery.

Under the command of Lian Fan, Huankou quickly moved to trap a plane that was said to be his own, and Deng Dayan opened fire without hesitation. In the distance, the plane emitted a long stream of black smoke, and after a few flaps of its wings, it flew quickly over the river.

"Good!" The cheap apprentice shouted loudly beside him, which made Deng Dayan, who sighed in his heart, inexplicably burst into flames, and patted his head and said, "What's good?" What's good if it didn't fall? ”

"Go on!" He shouted to a few of the gunners, and everyone hurriedly took care of their posts.

"Over there!" Deng shouted with wide eyes, and the muzzle of the cannon immediately erupted again. There were many planes in the sky, and after a while, another plane was targeted by him. Deng Dayan finally had the result that he was satisfied with, and the plane was hit directly in the air and exploded like fireworks.

"That's good!" Deng pointed at the air with a smug smile, and then waved his hand and shouted, "Transfer!" ”

The fire of his own artillery and the fire of the plane arrived immediately, and looking at the anti-aircraft gun that had been smashed into a pile of parts, Deng Dayan jumped to his feet and cursed.

Everyone was silent, and at this time, a gunner who was peeking around pointed behind him and smiled: "We have another cannon!" ”

In the distance behind them, more than a dozen trucks were approaching this direction, each with a large-caliber twin anti-aircraft machine gun, firing as they went.

"Dump the truck! Fire cover! "As soon as a dozen trucks approached, they scattered everywhere to avoid the concentrated bombing by military planes.

What was unloaded from the car was an anti-aircraft gun that had just been produced for a few hours, and it was directly loaded and transported to the forward line of defense.

Over there, Huang Huamin laughed loudly: "It's a shame that you came in time!" ”

Deng looked at the sparse anti-aircraft artillery fire in the distance, and he also sighed in his heart.

Fifteen trucks were blown up by planes and two were destroyed, but the twenty-odd already installed Bofors anti-aircraft guns brought by thirteen trucks immediately came into play.

In a short time, three black smoke and two dazzling fireworks dotted the sky.

"One more!" Deng shouted excitedly. The other gunners immediately worked closely together and shifted the muzzle of the gun in one direction.

"Hit, no, wait!" Deng Dayan had just aimed at a plane, but suddenly felt that something was wrong. When you look closely, the symbol of the big red five-pointed star with a red background on it stands out.

"That's our plane! Our plane is coming! Deng Dayan immediately shouted loudly.

There was no need for him to shout, everyone else saw it, and Huang Huamin learned about the arrival of the plane through the radio. The scattered anti-aircraft artillery positions were being notified, but the planes arrived first.

Only the people on the East Road have been bombed by planes, and at this time, the devils on the West Road have no awareness of airplanes in their minds.

More than a dozen planes flew straight to the pontoon bridge over the Yellow River. As long as the pontoon bridge is sunk, the rest can be solved slowly.

A strange voice streaked across the sky, and a Stuka plane swooped straight down to a pontoon bridge on the right side of the river.

"Boom!" The bomb roared on the water next to it, and a column of water made the pontoon bridge shake, and five charging soldiers fell from the bridge, which was rolled up by the Yellow River and disappeared, leaving only an aluminum empty lunch box floating farther and farther in the water.

"That's a man-made German bomber! Stop it! Seeing that another Stuka began to dive, the leader of the flight team, Kanogawa, hurriedly shouted. He had followed the Spanish Civil War, had seen pictures and descriptions of Stuka, and was impressed by the high accuracy of its bombing.

The two planes that were close immediately rushed towards that side, but not far away, two fighters with the same mark rushed quickly, and the bullets from the MG17 synchronous machine gun cut through the air in three long lines of fire, all the way to the front of the two Type 92 planes.

"Be careful!" Kanogawa hurriedly shouted, he had already recognized this BF109 plane, which also seemed to be a German, and the surname could not be compared to some old Type 92.

But it was already a little late, and one Type 92 directly injured half of its wings in the air, shook and landed, and was immediately surrounded by the soldiers of the four regiments who pounced on it, and the other was hit by the fuel tank, and turned into a ball of flames in the air even more directly.

At this time, Kanogawa couldn't care about others anymore, and a fighter plane was already staring at him. He shook his fuselage and swerved to avoid the machine-gun bullets fired by his opponent. But behind him, his wingman, who was targeted by another plane, was strafed by a shock from the other party and directly disintegrated in the air.

"Boom!" The bombardment of the second Stuka finally had an effect, and the pontoon bridge on the right was blown into two sections, and was washed away by the water, and both ends were tilted downstream, and the soldiers on the top fell a dozen in the water.

"Good!" Hu Minghe shouted that he had sacrificed the lives of twelve soldiers to blow up a pontoon bridge. At this time, the two planes broke a pontoon.

"This thing is good!" He didn't know that this success rate was also a bit of luck, even if Stuka had a high accuracy rate, in addition to the big masters, it was not so easy for the average pilot to succeed in two attacks.

"Of course!" Huang Huamin, who had come together with him to fight together, smiled as a matter of course.

"Yes! I really didn't expect that the small militia in this place of the Vanguard Army would have planes! Hu Heming couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not just planes, it's tanks! Have you forgotten the big victory of the other day? Isn't that the credit of the tank battalion! Huang Huamin laughed.