Taiyuan Airport.

Inside one of the guard towers of the airfield.

"Ladies and gentlemen, through our joint efforts, all the goods, including the three engines, have been sold."

"And during the transaction, it didn't go unnoticed."

Kotaro Ito slapped his hand on the table and looked at the subordinates in front of him, his tone excited.

He originally thought that the batch of aircraft parts he got was not easy to sell when the airport was shelled, but unexpectedly, when he asked someone, there were many bidders outside.

Those steel, aluminum plates, gasoline barrels were easily all shot, although the price was not high, but the number could not stand a large amount, or let him make a lot of money, the chaotic situation around the airport in the early days, and the army was not in Taiyuan, also made it easy for him to complete the transaction.

As for the gasoline barrels filled with gasoline, weapons and ammunition, as well as a few engines, they also passed through the channels of the Eighth Route Army and were shipped smoothly. There were quite a few things that were bought directly by the Eighth Route Army, such as the new engine in good condition that was taken directly from the warehouse.

"The seller uses Dayang payment, and even the intact engine is still paid in gold, and when the follow-up money is in place, I will distribute the money to everyone according to the pre-negotiated share, please be patient."

Kotaro Ito, who has been doing business since he was a child, knows that if this kind of dangerous business wants to continue for a long time, he must feed the people under him.

And also in a timely manner.

As he spoke, Ito took out a bag from his hand, and with the shaking of his hand, a clanging sound came out, and the eyes of all the devil soldiers lit up, and they all looked at the bag in Ito's hand.

This is the voice of the ocean, and it is the voice of silver.

This is a good thing, much easier to use than the yen.

The eyes of the devils gradually burned.

Ito immediately opened the bag, revealing the packed ocean that had been prepared long ago, and distributed it to everyone in the sentry tower, and at the same time, Ito did not forget to admonish:

"This is the previous batch, all of them are collected, and you should be careful not to attract the attention of others."

"Hey."

The devils happily accepted the ocean.

After that, Ito grabbed his katana, left the watchtower, and continued to patrol the watchtower in a pretended manner, during which he couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the airplanes that had just been transferred from the country, the warehouses that had just been built, and the barrels of gasoline that were filled.

If you can shoot them all·····

"It's a pity..."

With a sigh, Ito withdrew his gaze.

Now that order has been restored to the airport and the army has returned to Taiyuan, he is a small squadron leader, and he has no chance to continue to make a fortune.

Unless, again, the airfield is shelled.

But that's no longer possible.

After this airport maintenance, the cordon formed by the guard towers has spread to a distance of six kilometers, and there are even troops who regularly conduct carpet searches of the eight kilometers of the airport.

sighed again in his heart, Ito continued to patrol along the edge of the airport, suddenly, a devil in the distance made a gesture to him covertly, judging from his clothes, this is a devil from a special team, to supervise the maintenance of the airport, Ito saw this, deviated from the route, the two intersected briefly, the devil of the Yamamoto special team handed Ito a piece of paper, and then the two left as if nothing happened.

Arriving at the edge of a watchtower, Ito opened the paper in his hand.

"The guys from Tegaoke are investigating that warehouse?"

"Is this being discovered?"

At the first glance at the contents of the paper, Ito's pupils shrank.

Li Yunlong shelled Taiyuan for the second time, he not only took the opportunity to collect parts and other materials dropped from the damaged plane, but also led people into a marginal warehouse, where he stole a lot of filled gasoline barrels, plane parts, as well as an intact engine, and even ammunition, and then set fire to the warehouse, and the explosion erased some traces, and then did not attract the attention of others.

I didn't expect that after so long, someone would start investigating this warehouse.

"It should have been just a suspicion, no evidence was found, otherwise I would have been arrested a long time ago."

Daring to take advantage of the chaos to resell the imperial military supplies, and even take the opportunity to burn down the military warehouses and steal the materials, Ito naturally had a great heart, and he quickly calmed down and sorted out the current situation.

"What should I do?"

Soon, Ito began to think about how to respond.

After thinking about it for a while, Ito didn't come up with a good way, although he was rewarded for 'defending the airport' before, and even upgraded to become an airport guard, and his subordinates were replenished for the first time, but he was still just a squadron leader, and in Taiyuan, where the captain was everywhere, there was a small minion.

"It should be the ghost of the newcomer Shoko Dazuo, there was obviously no problem before, but Yamamoto Daizo didn't find it when he investigated, and someone investigated this guy as soon as he came."

Unable to think of a way to deal with it, Ito changed his mind.

If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who found the problem······

"Eight roads, they should be very interested in this extra-high science and technology Dazuo..."

Ito licked his lips.

As long as this extra-high science and technology Dazuo is gone, then the investigation of the airport warehouse will naturally stop, and then a Dazuo will be attacked, which is a big deal, and the attacker will inevitably attract all the attention, and over time, this matter will be over.

And all he has to do is to provide this Dazuo's itinerary, which couldn't be easier, this Dazuo's itinerary is relatively fixed every day, and he will go out of the city from time to time, and there are too many opportunities to attack.

Afterwards, he was a samurai loyal to the empire and loyal to the emperor.

Perhaps, he can take advantage of this chaotic opportunity to do some business or something, and make a small profit again.

"I just don't know if the Eighth Route Army has the strength to organize an attack on this extra-high science and technology in the near future."

Ito muttered to himself.

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At the same time.

Forty kilometers away from Taiyuan, in a valley.

A company of artillery, all the members of the special squad are resting here at this time.

"I'll take someone to Taiyuan City first."

Wang Gensheng said to Yan Sheng:

"We have a contact person inside the Devil's Airport, so you can ask him and inquire about the progress of maintenance inside the airport."

"By the way, let's see if there are any other opportunities."

Wang Gensheng was a little impatient.

They are special forces, and now they are deep in the core of the enemy, so they naturally want to do something by the way, such as ambushing a few high-ranking officials, blowing up a few trucks, or simply overturning a train.

He has seen Boss Chen's latest prices, these are all big business.

"Hmm."

Iwamori nodded in agreement and didn't stop it.

Even if Wang Gensheng went to Taiyuan City now to kill a few high-ranking officials, it would not affect him to shell the airport, this time, his battle plan was to shell the Taiyuan airport from a distance of ten kilometers.

It's beyond the imagination of devils.

Because the rate of fire of mountain artillery is slower than that of mortars, he set the time of shelling in the early morning, at this time, the devil is slow to react, the defense is lax, and the plane takes a long time to prepare for takeoff, and he has enough time to drop enough shells at the devil's airfield to destroy more targets.

As for the night, he also thought about it, but the night observation group could not quickly determine the impact point and correct the trajectory, so he gave up.

"I'm going to launch an artillery bombardment at six o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow."

Iwamori finally reminded.

Although we will be able to reach the scheduled shelling position tonight, the remaining preparation time is a bit rushed.

Shelling the Japanese airfield from a distance of 10 kilometers, that is, 10,000 meters, required extremely high positions and aiming, and the artillery groups were not yet proficient, so Iwamori decided to launch an artillery bombardment the day after tomorrow.

"Okay, I got it."

Wang Gensheng called five or six people, with a suit of weapons and equipment, and set off in the direction of Taiyuan:

"Cao Mantang, Chen He... Come with me. ”

The first artillery company continued to rest in the valley, they had a big goal, and they needed to march at night to avoid being discovered by devils, after all, there were a large number of devils stationed dozens of kilometers around Taiyuan.

While waiting, Iwamori summoned six mountain artillery crews, along with all the gunners of the regiment who had come with him, spread out maps on the ground, took pencils and angle rulers, and explained what he had learned about artillery from the artillery books that came with Bosford Mountain Cannon.

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Also on the day.

Li Yunlong was holding the map of northwest Jinxi and planning his plan to stabilize the base, Zhao Gang looked at the roster of newly recruited soldiers in his hand, looked at the hometowns and parents of those new soldiers, and thought about how to find out the spies in the regiment.

The learning atmosphere of the independent regiment has always been very strong, not only the company platoon commanders, but even the veterans of about two years have basically mastered a certain degree of reading and writing ability, and under Zhao Gang's careful teaching, many of them even have a junior high school education level.

After all, most of the people who joined the army at this time were young people in their twenties, or even children in their fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, or eighteen, who had a strong ability to learn and accept new things.

At this time, the soldiers of the guard platoon came to report:

"The head of the regiment, the political commissar, the head of the new first regiment Ding, and the head of the new second regiment Kong are here."

"Hahaha..."

Li Yunlong immediately laughed:

"I'll just say, these two dogs will come by themselves."

Zhao Gang also folded the roster in his hand and walked out with Li Yunlong to greet Ding Wei and Kong Jie.

At the entrance of the regiment department, Xiuqin, the director of the Women's Rescue Association, who came to give Li Yunlong cloth shoes, looked at Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang who were walking towards the entrance of the village, stopped, hesitated for a moment, and walked into Aunt Zhao's house on the side.