"Let's go back."

Half past four in the morning.

When the battle at Matsu Airport completely stopped in his field of vision, the leader of the first combat team of the Yamamoto Special Forces, Sasaki Akutagawa Osa, put down the binoculars and left calmly.

This time, the order to attack the Songxian airfield was a decisive order.

Before setting out, each of the samurai of the attacking brigade drank Zhuangxing wine, sang military songs, and swore loyalty to the emperor and the empire. In this battle, either the Songxian Airport will be destroyed, or the entire brigade will be shattered, and there is no third possibility.

Of course, this has nothing to do with his Yamamoto special team,

The Yamamoto Special Forces are at the brigade level and are under the direct command of General Yamamoto, who is currently under the command of the base camp because of his recent contributions.

In other words, no one can command the Yamamoto special operations squad unless there is an order from the base camp, or an order from General Yamamoto.

"Hey."

Three members of Yamamoto's special team also left.

······

In the early hours of the next morning.

Shikazhuang.

Yamamoto Headquarters.

"Did it fail?"

Yamamoto looked at the phone in his hand and sighed slightly.

The battle report of the failure of the raid on the Eighth Route Airfield in Songxian County had only now reached his ears and was conveyed by the Intelligence Section of the North China Front, and at this time, two hours had passed since the defeat in the battle.

This also has a lot to do with Yamamoto's recent regimen.

After coming to Shijiazhuang, Yamamoto Kazuki had a very regular daily routine, going to bed at 10 p.m., waking up at 6 a.m., training new soldiers in the morning, organizing the collection of resources in the afternoon, and indulging in his special squad training in the evening, as well as instilling special operations concepts in the officers of the new troops.

Life is boundless.

"The leader of the first combat team is going to change again."

After his fingers tapped his head and the corners of his mouth twitched, Yamamoto didn't have much of an emotional change, he put down the telegram in his hand, and continued to look at the recruit training report sent by the General Staff.

The affairs of the south have nothing to do with him.

He was just a lieutenant general.

He's busy.

Train recruits, gather resources, eat the poison released by the independent regiment, improve and strengthen your position, and then find time to train special squads and promote special operations. That's what he's supposed to do.

"General, a telegram from Sasaki Daisa."

At this moment, a staff officer walked in.

"Huh?"

Yamamoto took the telegram in some surprise.

He ordered Sasaki to command the battle to attack Matsu Prefecture, and according to the phone call he had just received, it seemed that the attacking brigade was completely wiped out, and he was about to change the leader of the combat team, but he didn't expect to survive.

How did you survive?

Yamamoto was a little curious for a while, this was the leader of the first combat team that survived after his first battle failure.

"Night vision devices?"

After reading Sasaki Akutagawa's telegram, Yamamoto rubbed his forehead.

At night, it is the eternal pain of the army, and the Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Brother Country feels it very deeply in this regard.

In the early days of the war, many times during the day, the empire occupied positions with superior firepower, and at night, the field of vision limited the use of firepower, and the Eighth Route and the preserved fruit troops recaptured the position, causing the battle to fall into anxiety.

Searchlights and other beacons have a narrow field of view, obvious targets, and are easily attacked by the enemy, and flares have a large range but a short duration.

Therefore, military technicians have been working on inventing a technical equipment that can not only observe the night battlefield clearly, but also not be detected by the enemy.

According to optical technology, there is a technology called infrared that meets this requirement.

Infrared is also light, and the human eye can't detect it, but a lot of animals, like snakes, can see it, and imagine lighting up the battlefield with infrared light emitted by an infrared lamp, and then using special equipment to observe the battlefield.

According to intelligence, this technology is being studied in Germany, Great Britain, and the United States, and even immature finished products have come out.

It's easier said than done.

The empire studied for several years, spent a lot of money, and in the end it was nothing.

The empire's cutting-edge technology is not worth it compared to foreign countries.

I didn't expect that the eight roads could also be taken out and applied on the battlefield.

"Forward this telegram to General Shinozuka, as well as General Gangmura, and the base camp."

Except for rubbing his forehead, Yamamoto's tone was still calm.

Is this surprising?

Is it surprising that the Independent Regiment has come up with new equipment and weapons? It's normal, okay. If no new weapon comes out one day, Yamamoto

"Also, request the base camp."

Yamamoto finally said:

"Contact the Germans and ask for some technical support."

Predictable.

Now that the Eighth Route has the advantage of weapons and equipment, the imperial army's operations in the future will inevitably be mainly night battles, and since the independent regiment has this equipment, the imperial army must know and understand the shortcomings of this kind of technical equipment in order to deal with it in the future.

In the short term, the empire will not be able to handle this technology, so it can only turn to allies for help.

After the general of Jin Province and took power, Yamamoto also knew that there was a secret channel between Japan and Germany.

"Hey."

The staff officer bowed his head.

·····

Ping'an County.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the morning the next day that Li Yunlong and Ding Wei came to Ping'an County.

Nowadays, the base area of the independent regiment is very vast, the southernmost county is deep into the central Henan region, the northernmost county is rooted in the vast Inner Mongolia Gobi, east of Shijiazhuang, and the west even has its tentacles penetrated into Yinchuan.

The construction brigade is building roads and railways day and night to connect county towns.

Ding Wei rushed back from the vast Gobi, and he has been studying the situation in the north recently.

As for Li Yunlong, he is preparing to launch an attack on Taiyuan.

The two happened to meet at the station.

"Lao Zhao."

Before entering the door, Li Yunlong scolded:

"Why did you call me back? Labor and management are preparing to kill Yoshio Shinozuka, the old boy! ”

Ding Wei didn't speak, but looked at Zhao Gang in the battle room curiously.

Kong Jie was playing devils in the south, plotting and calculating Yokoyama Yong, and now the independent regiment base had the right to decide on the three of them, and urgently summoned Li Yunlong to a meeting with him, which must be a big event.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Zhao Gang smiled:

"This time it's much more interesting than killing Yoshio Shinozuka."

The first army is already a turtle in an urn, swimming fish at the bottom of the kettle, can't run away, it's easy to eat, even if the little devil mobilizes troops to save it now, it's too late, it doesn't matter if Li Yunlong is not on the front line.

But this time, it was very challenging.

If we do it well, we can greatly reduce the international pressure that the country will face in the future, and if we do not do it well, it may also greatly increase the international pressure that the country will face in the future.

"What's the matter?"

Li Yunlong suddenly became interested.

Ding Wei's eyes also lit up.

After the two sat down, Zhao Gang asked the monk he called to close the door, and guarded at the door, prohibiting anyone from approaching, this set of actions made Ding Wei and Li Yunlong even more interested.

Looking at Lao Zhao's actions, it is obviously a big deal.

In the interested eyes of the two, Zhao Gang took out a medal and a piece of information.

"Iron, cross."

"Germans."

Seeing the medal and looking at the information carefully, the two immediately had solemn expressions.

"The Germans want fuel."

Ding Wei put down the information in his hand and guessed in an affirmative tone.

Germans are not the same as little devils.

The Germans have a high level of technology, advanced weapons and equipment, and no technical shortcomings, although their own land area is small, but they occupy Europe and can expand themselves with the help of this Europe's industrial capacity.

In terms of resources, Europe is also abundant, with Germany's own coal and iron ore from Northern Europe.

The only problem is the severe shortage of fuel, as well as the food problem.

There is a shortage of fuel in Europe, Romania's production capacity is completely insufficient for the Germans, and the Baku oil fields have not been grabbed, and it is said that the Germans are so short of fuel that they cannot even meet the most basic needs of the army.

And grain.

Although the European plains have long been world-famous food producers, the impact of war on food production has been unparalleled, with manpower being conscripted, resources being prioritized for war, and infrastructure being destroyed.

Although there are no specific figures, Ding Wei estimates that Europe's grain production is only 50% of its pre-war level at most.

This is clearly not enough.

"That's for sure."

Li Yunlong agreed with Ding Wei's statement:

"The Germans are short of fuel, short of food, and the current strategic situation is almost at the end of the road. And we, there is a lot of surplus fuel, grain, rich enough to attract devils with food and fuel, the Germans must know this. ”

"It's normal to make up your mind with us."

"Although we are separated from Germany by nearly 10,000 kilometers, our supplies appear very strangely, and those who are dying will desperately seize any hope."

"Now that's the problem."

Zhao Gang spoke:

"Do we want support?"

The three of them looked at each other, their expressions lost in thought at the same time.

This matter is completely different from giving hundreds of thousands of tons of fuel oil and hundreds of thousands of tons of grain to the little devils, and once it is not handled well, it will offend almost all the powerful countries in the whole world.

"Brother Chen said."

After a period of silence, Li Yunlong said:

"As long as it is the territory of an independent regiment and has a closed warehouse with an area of more than 50 square meters, he can deliver goods anywhere in the world, anytime and anywhere, with no limit on the number and type, and the use of materials is as we like."

"So the question is, are we fit to do it?"

Even Grand Master Li, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, knows very well that the nature of this matter is very dangerous.

"What good things did the Germans have?"

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang.

"There are a lot of good things, machinery and equipment, technical information, but..."

Zhao Gang paused before continuing to answer:

"Every time Boss Chen annihilates 20,000 devils, he can exchange a full set of machinery and equipment for a super-large factory, a full set of technical information, fifty masters, and it is much more advanced than the top ones in Europe and the United States, the equipment comes with a sufficient amount of spare parts, and the technical data includes all the ancillary facilities."

"Whether it's agriculture, industry, aviation, shipbuilding."

"Even with the size of our country, as long as there are 50 factories, the foundation for complete industrialization can be laid, and if there can be 100, it can be said that the initial industrialization can be directly achieved."

"As long as there are little devils, we don't look down on the Germans."

"Things can't be thought of that way."

Ding Wei spoke:

"Now Germany is certain to lose, the situation is not something that some resources can reverse, and now they suddenly have enough food and fuel, which is not a good thing, it will only make them leave more blood."

"We don't do this necessarily for the sake of intuitive benefits, to strengthen ourselves, but also to consider that we can weaken future enemies."

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang looked at Ding Wei in unison and did not speak.

The vision of the two at this time naturally knew that when the war ended, the international environment would undergo great changes, the world order would be redefined, and it would be very difficult for their country to develop and become strong at that time.

No country will allow China to develop and become strong in a thorough way, including the one in the north, and it will certainly do everything possible to stop it, unscrupulous means, and do everything possible.

The reality of the world is so bloody and cruel.

Putting aside the so-called good and evil, the longer Europe fights now, the more blood and weaker the European and American powers shed, and the more beneficial it will be to the future development of their own countries.

"So, we should do this."

Li Yunlong's eyes flashed.

In the past few years, no less than fifty devils have died in his hands, and he also personally ordered that the independent regiment fight against devils without taking prisoners.

"Yes."

Ding Wei exhaled loudly, and the same flash:

"Not only do it, but also do it in a big way, and completely let go of the support of your hands and feet."

In the future, no country will be more threatening than the north.

"Supplies are not a problem."

Zhao Gang said directly:

"There are more than 60 million tons of fuel oil in June, and we can't use it up ourselves, and gasoline and diesel are not suitable for long-term storage and cannot be stored.

"When Taiyuan is occupied, there will be more food, which is completely enough."

Political Commissar Zhao This means agreeing.

"Also be careful not to leave the handle."

Ding Wei added:

"Although this matter will definitely not be hidden from Britain and the United States, we will definitely be able to guess that we have a relationship, but as long as we don't leave an obvious handle, as long as we have our own strength, they will have no way to take us, at most we will talk about it."

Zhao Gang nodded:

"It's easy."

"We can arrange for a 'discharged' company commander or battalion commander to change his name and surname, and set up an independent regimental warehouse over there."

"The personal behavior of veterans has nothing to do with us."

As he spoke, Zhao Gang spread his hands and smiled proudly.

"Hahaha..."

After Li Yunlong laughed, he said:

"We can't support in vain, just let the Germans and devils break away, aren't they called the axis, let the little devils turn alone on a single axis."

"And."

"Let the Germans arrest Japanese soldiers, politicians, and lock them up."

"The Chinese need to be protected."

"The better things are done, the more supplies are given, and if the uncle is satisfied, tanks and cars can also be given."

Although Grand Master Li wanted to kill all the devils, he would not vent his anger on the civilians.

Looking at Li Yunlong, who had a mixed temperament, Zhao Gang squinted his eyes:

"When they get there, the Germans will definitely investigate how Boss Chen transported the supplies."

Li Yunlong and Ding Wei looked at each other.

Recently, Boss Chen has become more and more direct, and he has delivered materials many times without covering it up.

They have also learned some lessons.

The materials given by Boss Chen appeared instantly, there was no movement in advance, and there was no sound, and the materials appeared in the warehouse in an instant, and they were automatically placed in different categories.

They also asked indirectly, but the answer they received was that they should not think about it for two hundred years.

"So, we can reveal something appropriately."

Zhao Gang's smile became more and more sinister.

"Do you want to..."

Li Yunlong's pupils contracted slightly.

"Let's just say that we have mastered the space teleportation technology."

The corners of Political Commissar Zhao's mouth were hooked, and his tone was smug.

"Hahaha..."

Li Yunlong and Ding Wei burst out laughing instantly.

Needless to say, the two of them already understood Zhao Gang's thoughts.

Known as the sick man, the barbaric and uncivilized Chinese actually mastered such a science fiction technology, a technology that only exists in Yamamoto, then, can the proud Germans endure?

This must not immediately organize a study of technical forces?

This is the technology that can make the difference in battle.

Think about it, an armored division suddenly appeared in the rear of the enemy, and there were plenty of supplies·····

It is conceivable that the Germans began, so will it be too late for the United States, Great Britain, and the North?

Hearing the conspiracy of this group of people, the monk didn't speak, but at this time he couldn't help it and said:

"Could it be that the Germans really figured it out?"

"Hahaha..."

Li Yunlong suddenly laughed:

"Monk, you've read a lot of books, why are you still so stupid."

"This thing is just like when Master Wang of Yang Village wanted to build an airplane."

Yang Village, where the Independence Regiment was originally stationed.

Master Muraguchi Wang, an old blacksmith in his sixties, has good skills, once this old man saw a devil plane flying, and then wanted to make a pure iron plane.

I lasted for a month!

Then, there is no then.

The monk immediately understood.