Chapter 456: Give the Japanese invaders a slide tackle

Take a deep breath. Shake yourself awake.

Get ready to seriously sum up your experiences.

Since you think the grenade launcher is good,

learn it properly. It can be used in conjunction with the system map. If you use it well, it will be a powerful weapon. It will be very useful in the future.

If you can't shoot straight, and you're not very good at martial arts, you should at least know how to use a grenade launcher.

Right now, the war hasn't broken out yet, and the Japanese aren't swarming out in droves. But in two years' time, when the guns start firing, the Japanese will come in droves. Even machine guns won't be enough.

A grenade launcher can fire quickly. You can keep up a steady bombardment. The effect will definitely be much better.

The maximum firing rate of a grenade launcher is almost one shot every two seconds. That's 30 shots a minute.

If you hit the target, no matter how many Japanese invaders there are, they will all be blown to bits.

Besides, they won't be stupid enough to fight a squadron of Japanese invaders head-on. At most, it will be a small group of Japanese invaders. Fifty or so.

The key is to practice...

Yu Lexi woke up. He saw Zhang Yong deep in thought.

'Not bad,' he suddenly said.

He had already figured it out. Zhang Yong was studying the grenade launcher.

To be honest, no one in the Restoration Society really knows how to use this weapon. But there are people who know how to use mortars.

Mortars have sights. They also have bases. They are relatively stable. There are various formulas that can be applied. You just need to determine the firing parameters according to the formulas.

But grenade launchers don't have sights. You have to rely entirely on your sense of touch. It's very difficult to practice. You also have to keep using live ammunition to try again and again.

The current National Army, including the German-equipped division, does not have the conditions for this.

Even live fire practice with firearms is rare. Not to mention grenades from a grenade launcher.

Every grenade is money...

'Shaolong, are you from the Miyamoto family?' Cao Mengqi suddenly asked.

'I don't think so,' Zhang Yong shook his head.

This Japanese invader is obviously not from the Miyamoto family. He should be a veteran soldier.

A person from the Miyamoto family would not have been scared out of his wits by a grenade launcher. He is a veteran soldier, but he is quite inexperienced in combat.

In fact, the Japanese invaders have not experienced any fierce battles recently.

There was not much fighting in the three provinces of Northeast China.

Zhang Xiaoliu gave up on his own initiative.

Even after the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, the Japanese invaders did not encounter too strong an opponent. Therefore, their combat experience is still insufficient.

As a result, they were pushed aside by the polar bears in the Battle of Nomonhan. It was a miserable defeat.

Later, they were beaten up by the United States.

Only then did they gradually accumulate experience.

'They keep coming in small groups, it's not very useful!' Cao Mengqi wondered.

'Who knows how they're organised,' Zhang Yong shook his head.

In fact, he often wondered about this too.

Sending someone to kill you. It's normal. But why do they keep coming in small groups?

It seems that the Japanese assassins like to operate alone.

One is killed, and another comes along. A classic case of the replenishment tactic.

On the other hand, the assassins arranged by Kawashima Yoshiko last time were a group. More than ten of them came at once.

Did the Japanese deliberately do this?

Or were they unaware of the importance of teamwork?

Technically speaking, the Yamamoto Special Forces never existed. The Japanese didn't have a special operations unit.

The Japanese army demanded that every soldier be elite. So they didn't concentrate the elite in a small unit. They demanded that all units be elite.

The Japanese army's training of soldiers was almost pathological. The navy had mental injection rods, and the army was even worse.

Soldiers who failed to meet the training standards had a miserable end.

The so-called 'Masuko' (益子挺進隊) was actually formed from a certain infantry squadron.

There was absolutely no professional special operations unit.

Huh? Suddenly, his mind was blown wide open.

Should he set up a special operations unit?

But he quickly gave up on the idea.

Sorry. He wouldn't.

He would just stick to catching Japanese spies, outnumbering the enemy, ambushing, ambushing, ambushing...

That was his specialty.

A professional does a professional's job. Don't cross over.

Suddenly, he saw Tiger Ba arrive. There was another person behind him. He had a beard. He looked like a bearded man.

Tiger Ba was already very burly. However, compared to the bearded man, he seemed to be two sizes smaller. When the two stood together, Tiger Ba was instantly dwarfed.

It was strange. Who was this guy? Did he seem to be looking for himself? What was he looking for?

'Shao Long!' Tiger Ba called out.

'Senior,' Zhang Yong responded cheerfully. His gaze fell on the large, iron-clad man behind him.

If this was the era of cold weapons, this physique would definitely be the main force. Charging into battle, he would be unstoppable. However, this was the era of guns and cannons, and being overly burly would be counterproductive.

It would not be easy to dodge bullets. It would not be easy to dodge cannonballs either. The area exposed to bullets would be large.

'Shaolong, let me introduce you. This is Xiong Ba, the leader of the Rehe Anti-Japanese Swordsmen. He has come to seek your help.'

'Xiong Ba? The man who rules the world?' Zhang Yong heard the wrong thing.

'What do you mean, rules the world? No, it's Rehe. They mainly operate in the Rehe area. It's right next to the three provinces of Manchuria.'

'Oh, Rehe...'

Zhang Yong pulled his thoughts back.

Sorry. I don't know much about Rehe.

It seems like the name doesn't exist anymore. Where exactly is it?

Chengde? Chifeng? Duolun?

Shake hands.

Shake hands.

'Hello, Xiong Boss!'

'Stationmaster Zhang, I've heard a lot about you!'

'Stationmaster...'

Zhang Yong couldn't help blushing.

What had Tiger Ba told the other party about him? That he was a stationmaster?

That was a bit of a joke...

How could he be a stationmaster?

He was a typical master who only knew how to destroy, not build.

All his skill points were in the skill tree for destruction. How could he be the stationmaster of Tianjin Station!

His seniority was also running out. Maybe in ten years he could consider it...

Right now he was just temporarily in charge.

'Master Xiong, please!'

'Stationmaster Zhang, please!'

'Master Xiong, I'm not the stationmaster. I'm just filling in for the time being.'

'Captain Zhang is young and capable, and it's only a matter of time before he is promoted to stationmaster.'

'Master Xiong, if you have something to say, just say it.'

'Then I will be bold. I would like to ask Captain Zhang to help me purchase some weapons and ammunition.'

'Purchase?'

'Yes. We have raised some funds. There are 300,000 taels of silver. I would like Captain Zhang to help me find out what weapons and ammunition we can buy.'

'Buy them in Tianjin?'

'There are also many foreign firms in Tianjin. But I don't have the contacts. If the foreigners raise the prices, then we will lose out.'

'Well, I have never done this before. I cannot promise you anything for now.'

Zhang Yong spoke honestly. He had indeed never done this before.

There were also many foreign firms on Shanghai Beach. Among them, there were quite a few that sold arms. But Zhang Yong had never dealt with any of them.

He didn't lack weapons and ammunition. The ones captured from the Japanese invaders were more than enough to replenish his supplies.

The prices for weapons and ammunition purchased from foreigners were absolutely outrageous. Three times the market price was normal. Some were even four or five times. It was too shady.

Three hundred thousand taels of silver is a lot for personal use. But if you're buying weapons and ammunition, it'll be gone in no time.

The cheapest bolt-action rifle from a foreigner costs hundreds of taels of silver.

A Czech light machine gun is over seven hundred.

If you do the math, that's enough to equip about a thousand men. You could equip a regiment.

But these are light weapons. And that's not counting the ammunition.

Ten bullets for one tael of silver.

30 taels for a mortar shell.

Ammunition is more expensive than the weapons themselves.

Half a million rounds of ammunition would cost 50,000 taels. How long would that last?

To be honest, those foreigners probably wouldn't even want to do a deal for 300,000 taels. It's too small a scale. It would have to be at least a million taels.

To be honest, with that kind of money, it would be hard for me to do anything for you...

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed a red dot approaching. It was still on the main road.

Stay calm.

Could it be that a Japanese spy is trying to approach in disguise?

Haha. Good timing.

'Let's go back and talk.'

'Good!'

The group returned to the trading company office.

Coincidentally, the red dot also approached. But it was stopped just outside the gate.

Zhang Yong glanced sideways. He saw that the Japanese spy looked quite refined. He looked like an educated man. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He didn't feel like an ordinary person.

Next to him was a dark, burly man. He looked vaguely familiar. A bodyguard?

"Boss!'

'Boss!'

the Japanese spy called anxiously from the entrance. His voice was loud.

Zhang Yong turned to look at Xiong Ba.

Xiong Ba hurriedly said, "He is my chief of staff. Tang Boming. He is from the original Tang family.'

'Tang Yulin?" Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Two years ago, Rehe was still under the jurisdiction of the Nationalist government. At least, nominally.

However, after the Rehe Incident, the Japanese invaded Rehe and took control of most of the region. They also forced He Yingqin to sign the Tanggu Agreement, which separated Rehe.

Now, Rehe is nominally under the jurisdiction of the puppet state of Manchukuo. But in reality, it is already under Japanese control. The Japanese expelled Tang Yulin, the former Rehe provincial governor, and appointed a bunch of traitorous stooges to establish a pro-Japanese regime. It seems that the puppet state of Manchukuo also sent someone to go along for appearances.

'Yes, yes!'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed.

This Japanese spy is really something! He even pretended to be a relative of Tang Yulin.

Haha, he was sure that Xiong Ba would never bother to verify. And there was no way to verify. Then he used this identity to infiltrate the anti-Japanese ranks.

Xiong Ba obviously didn't notice. He even appointed the other person as chief of staff.

How could this be allowed?

What secrets could this Anti-Japanese Swords Team possibly have?

Every move it made was under the watchful eye of the Japanese invaders. It was almost impossible to truly resist the Japanese.

Damn Japanese spy!

This is really crazy.

There's no limit to the kinds of infiltration they'll do.

Never mind, let's make good use of this guy.

Three hundred thousand silver dollars can't buy you anything, but it can give the Japanese a slip-up.

Then there's that dark, burly man. He still looks a bit familiar. That's strange. He's never met him before, so why does he suddenly seem so familiar?

"Who's that?'

'Oh, Zhang Dabiao.'

'Zhang...'

Zhang Yong is about to speak, but stops.

They must have the same name. The same name. Just like Guo Qiyun.

'Are you from the Northwest Army?'

'Yes.'

'Oh, I thought you were from the Northeast Army.'

'No.'

Xiong Ba shook his head.

His expression seemed to indicate that he was a bit disgusted with the Northeast Army.

After all, the 300,000-strong Northeast Army gave up the three northeastern provinces without firing a shot, so it was no wonder that they were despised.

At least the 29th Army fought the Japanese invaders head-on at places like Xifengkou, and made a name for themselves.

Although they are a bit worn down now. They are no longer as brave as they once were. But they were braver after all. The Northeastern Army was not as brave.

'Zhang Dabiao!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand to call the other person over.

He was purely curious. He wanted to see if this guy was related to Li Yunlong.

Zhang Dabiao jogged over to Xiong Ba.

Zhang Yong looked at the other person up close. Indeed, they were somewhat similar.

However, after looking at him for a long time, it seemed that they were not similar anymore.

'So you were in the Big Knife Squad of the 20th Army?'

'That's right.'

'Good man,'

Zhang Yong patted the other man on the shoulder.

A very impressive soldier. He's rough but has a good heart. After all, he's the one who can be the chief of staff.

'Thank you...'

Zhang Dabiao looked at Zhang Yong suspiciously.

He didn't know Zhang Yong. He also didn't know why the other person patted his shoulder.

The other person seemed very young. His physical fitness was also not good.

If they went to war, he could fight Zhang Yong ten times.

At this time, Tang Boming also came over, with sweat dripping from his forehead. He was obviously not good at running.

Well, this Japanese spy really is pampered! Doesn't he train at all?

He's only run a few hundred metres and already he's sweating?

Look at Zhang Dabao, he's not even breathing heavily.

'Boming, this is Zhang Yong. Captain Zhang.'

'Hello, Captain Zhang.'

'Hello, Chief of Staff.'

Zhang Yong smiled and engaged in polite conversation with the other man.

He secretly judged whether this Japanese spy was worth anything. The result was very disappointing.

It seems there is not much profit. At most, he can pass on information. It is absolutely impossible to get rich from him.

Alas, just thinking about Yuan Wenhui's wealth, Zhang Yong's heart ached...

What's the point of dying if nothing is gained...

A sudden flash of inspiration came to his mind. He thought of Tangcun. That's where Yuan Wenhui's weapons and ammunition are!

Now that Yuan Wenhui has been plucked clean, and no weapons or ammunition have been found in the Yuan Mansion or Fuli Palace, it seems that they should all be in Tangcun.

What's the point of buying anything!

Just rob it. How simple!

Three hundred thousand taels of silver is better than giving it to me. I'll get it for you.

We couldn't do it before, but we'll do it now.

Right...

'Boss Bear, I have some information to share with you.'

'Please go on.'

'In Tang Village to the northwest, there is a cache of weapons and ammunition stored by the traitor Yuan Wenhui. Let's find a way to get it out. No need to pay for it.'

'Is that possible?'

'Of course. Let's plan carefully. We'll take Tang Village in one fell swoop.'

'Good, good, good!'

Xiong Ba was overjoyed. He was ready to go.

Zhang Yong judged that this guy's character was, like his appearance, relatively rough.

'Captain Zhang, what's your plan?'

'Tonight, we'll launch an attack. In the middle of the night, we'll storm Tang Village. Take it down in one fell swoop.'

'Will it work?'

'Of course. But we need Chief of Staff Tang's help.'

'Me?'

'Yes. I need to go to the market and buy me some good white wine.'

'White wine? What for?'

'When the time comes, we'll pretend to be a passing merchant caravan. We'll sell wine. When we get outside Tang Village, we'll open the bottles. The wine will fill the air, and the people inside will definitely rush out. We'll take the opportunity to rush in.'

Zhang Yong made it up as he went along.

Will it work? Who knows. It's just a lie to fool Tang Boming.

By deliberately letting this Japanese spy go out to buy things, he'll be given the opportunity to pass on information. He will definitely report the Japanese invaders.

Then the Japanese invaders will definitely ambush us in advance. Waiting for us to fall into their trap.

Then, the next step...

Well, what to do next, we'll see when the time comes. I don't have a plan yet.

Anyway, we have to tire out the Japanese invaders first, and they will never want to send reinforcements to Tang Village again. At the same time, we will make Tang Boming suspicious to his superiors.

It's useless to arrest Tang Boming directly. The goal is to use him to tire out the Japanese invaders.