I am a wolf warrior

"What? 16 taels!" Neiji Okamura's face turned black, what is the concept of 16 taels of gold?

16 taels of gold is approximately equal to 17.6 ounces of gold. According to the current international gold price and exchange rate, the value is about 616 million US dollars, which is 2648 million yuan in Japanese yen.

For 2648 yen, you can buy 12000 Type [-] heavy machine guns!

For 2648 yen, you can buy 336 Type [-] light tanks, enough to equip a tank division!

This is not what bothered Neiji Okamura the most. What bothered Neiji Okamura the most was that Mitsui Co., Ltd. and Sumitomo Co., Ltd. had huge influence in the military, political and business circles of the empire.

Now that the two companies have suffered such a big loss, how can they let it go?

If the idiot Yoshio Iwamatsu is still there, then it’s okay, everything will be borne by him, but the problem is that the idiot Yoshio Iwamatsu has probably been killed or even captured alive by the Eighth Route Army, so all the pressure will be passed on to him , this is terrible!Neiji Okamura felt that he might not be able to bear the pressure.

At this time, the roar of an aircraft engine suddenly came from the night sky outside the window.

Neiji Okamura looked up at the clock on the wall, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Needless to say, the bomber fleet of the Third Flying Regiment must have taken off from Nanyuan Airport.

Okamura Ningji really put his money into it this time. More than 300 bombers and fighter jets from the Third Flying Regiment took off from Beiping, Datong, Yuncheng, Linfen and Baoding airports at the same time. When these planes flew to Taiyuan, it happened to be At dawn, it was just time to carry out a carpet bombing of the inner city of Taiyuan.

Okamura Ningji intends to completely destroy the inner city of Taiyuan this time.

But the bombing of the Third Flying Regiment could destroy the arsenal, and even the headquarters of the First Army, but it couldn't destroy the gold hidden in the bank's underground vault.

The only way is to grab it back.

However, is there still time?

Neiji Okamura then asked: "Youmo-kun, if you order the main force of the First Army to cancel the sweeping plan now and return to Taiyuan immediately, how long will it take to retake Taiyuan?"

"Your Excellency, it's not that easy." Yusue Seizo said with a wry smile.

"The three divisions of the First Army have completely penetrated into the Eighth Route Army's Taihang bandit area, and the troops are fully deployed. How can it be so easy to retreat?"

"Also, even if the main force of the first army is ordered to return to the division now, I'm afraid it will be impossible to get back this batch of gold."

"Baga, I blame Yoshio Iwamatsu, that idiot." Neji Okamura said bitterly, "I only thought about sweeping up the Eighth Route Army's Taihang bandit area in my mind, but ignored the defense of Taiyuan, and that's why today's disaster happened!"

Youmojingsan could only smile wryly, what's the use of saying this?

Unless Yoshio Iwamatsu comes back to life, they will be determined to lose Taiyuan.

Not only the commander Neiji Okamura will be punished, but also he, the deputy chief of staff of the North China Front Army who is actually responsible for formulating the battle plan, will also be punished.

……

Is Yoshio Iwamatsu still alive at this time?

Still alive, just a little embarrassed.

Just now, the devils marching in the dark were attacked by militiamen in the Taihang military area.

Although it was only a small-scale attack by a dozen militiamen, it still scared Yoshio Iwamatsu, who had become a frightened bird, to death. The old devil really can't stand too much scare now.

The main reason is that there are not many people left around.

When he broke out from Hanximen, Yoshio Iwamatsu actually had nearly 500 devils and more than 700 puppet troops, mainly the guard squadron of the First Army Headquarters, Mizuhara Takuya's gendarmerie, and Liansheng's puppet No. Ten regiments, all add up to more than [-] people, and dozens of horses.

As for the Noda Brigade and Matsumoto Brigade stationed outside the eight city gates, they may have received orders from the headquarters to break out separately, or they may have failed to break through and were annihilated by the Eighth Route Army. Anyway, on the way to Yangquan, there is no one The troops that successfully broke through came to join Yoshio Iwamatsu.

Instead, they encountered several groups of the Eighth Route Army.

Especially when passing Yaotou Village, I encountered the main force of the Eighth Route Army.

If Yoshio Iwamatsu hadn't made a decisive decision and ordered to split up to break through, the Eighth Route Army would have made dumplings.

However, the price of splitting up to break through is that there are only half of the soldiers of the unit left beside Yoshio Yanmatsu. He fought with the militia of the Eighth Route Army just now, and two more soldiers died, leaving only six.

There are only six soldiers left, and if they encounter the main force of the Eighth Route Army, they will die.

The only good thing is that less than five kilometers ahead is Shouyang County.

Although the brigade headquarters of the Fourth Brigade is in Yangquan County, there are also Japanese troops stationed in Shouyang County, so as long as they enter Shouyang County, they will be safe.

Immediately, Yoshio Iwamatsu said: "Hurry up, don't stop!"

Under the urging of Yoshio Iwamatsu, the six devils could only cheer up and move forward.

However, at this time, another guerrilla unit of the Eighth Route Army rushed out of the Baogu field beside the small road.

This Eighth Route Army guerrilla team consisted of about a dozen people, dressed in rags and ragged clothes, but the guys in their hands were brand new [-]-type rifles, and even a [-]-type light machine gun.

Yoshio Iwamatsu was startled, and shouted sharply: "China soldier, hide!"

The last remaining six devils quickly dispersed and raised the [-] big cover.

However, Yoshio Iwamatsu's roar alarmed the guerrillas on the opposite side.

The guerrillas on the opposite side actually asked in Japanese: "Hey, which unit do you belong to?"

Yoshio Iwamatsu gestured to Senior Private Kameda beside him with his eyes, and Senior Private Kameda replied, "We belong to Matsumoto's army, which army are you in?"

The other side replied: "We belong to the Taiyuan Suwon Army."

"Suwon Army? Gendarmerie?" Yoshio Iwamatsu whispered, then asked loudly, "Where is your captain Takuya Mizuhara? Where is Takuya Mizuhara now?"

Mizuhara Takuya's voice soon sounded from the opposite side.

"Is that you, Commander? I'm here, I'm Takuya Mizuhara."

Confirming that it was Mizuhara Takuya's voice, Yoshio Iwamatsu quickly put away his gun and ran out of the Baogu field.

After I came out, I found out that it was really Takuya Mizuhara, but he had changed into the tattered clothes of the guerrillas.

Pointing to the tattered clothes on Mizuhara Takuya, Iwamatsu Yoshio asked, "Mizuhara-kun, what are you doing?"

Mizuhara Takuya said: "We met a guerrilla group from the Eighth Route Army on the way out, and we wiped it out. Thinking that we would pass through the guerrilla zone along the way, we changed their clothes."

Speaking of this meal, Mizuhara Takuya continued to ask: "Your Excellency, Commander, why are there only these few people left around you?"

"Don't mention it soon." Yoshio Iwamatsu sighed and said lonely, "If I hadn't met you, I doubt whether I would be able to return to Shouyang alive."

"Shouyang?" Mizuhara Takuya said, "Your Excellency, Commander, this is still a guerrilla zone of the Eighth Route Army. We may encounter guerrillas from the Eighth Route Army at any time. We should leave here as soon as possible."

"Oh, that's right." Yoshio Iwamatsu nodded repeatedly.

The next group of people continued to move forward.

……

Yoshio Iwamatsu has become a bereaved dog, but the brigade commander has now become a rich landlord.

When it was almost dawn at [-] o'clock in the morning, the telegram from the former enemy headquarters of the Taiyuan Campaign finally arrived at the brigade headquarters. In addition to stating the specific process of the Taiyuan Campaign in detail, the telegram also attached a detailed list of the battlefield seizures.

"Brigade Commander, I really got rich this time." The Chief of Staff laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

After a pause, the chief of staff said again: "75 mountain guns, 50 infantry guns, mortars and anti-aircraft guns, there are more than 300 guns of all kinds! Turn handle, crooked handle, 200 type, Czech There are also Maxim, all kinds of light and heavy machine guns add up to more than [-]! In addition, there are more than [-] grenadiers."

"There are also more than 2 rifles from Sanba Dagai and Liaoshisan rifles!"

"There are also 10,000+ shells of various models and calibers, nearly ten million rounds of bullets of various models and calibers, 10,000+ grenades and hand grenades, and tens of thousands of catties of yellow explosives!"

"Not to mention the seizure of 16 taels of gold, how much military supplies can be bought!"

After a pause, the chief of staff continued: "Brigade Commander, our [-]th Brigade has never been so rich!"

The brigade commander put down the page of the battle report in his hand, took a big sip of tea from his oversized enamel teapot with a corner deflated, and then said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I haven't given Li Yunlong and the others Gong Xi Fa Cai for a long time. Yes, but this time I have to pick up this traditional craft again, congratulations to them."

"Haha, that's that." The Chief of Staff laughed.

"Ding Wei and the others have won such a big victory, we must congratulate them."

Just as we were talking, a staff officer walked in quickly and reported: "Brigade Commander, the headquarters has an urgent call."

"It seems that the head of the headquarters is also very concerned, haha." The chief of staff took the telegram, but after reading it, he couldn't help laughing, "Brigade Commander, the boss specially sent a telegram to congratulate us on getting rich."

"Ah, this..." The brigade commander suddenly showed a look of dumbfounding.

I said in my heart that I didn't even have time to rob Ding Wei and the three of them, why are you so anxious, boss?

After reading the congratulatory message from the boss, the brigade commander asked the chief of staff: "Chief of staff, how many weapons and ammunition do you want to leave for Ding Wei and the others?"

The chief of staff pondered and said: "There is no need to keep rifles for them. The population in Northwest Shanxi is limited, and the expansion of the army to 3 people is already the limit. If there are more, the people in Northwest Shanxi will not be able to support them."

The brigade commander said: "But asking them to hand over all their rifles to the brigade headquarters would be too ugly. If I go to Northwest Shanxi for business some other day, I'm afraid they will shoot me behind the scenes."

"That's right." The chief of staff said with a smile, "Then let them trade in the old ones for new ones. The captured new rifles will be given priority to replenish their three main regiments and the militia, but all the old rifles that have been eliminated must be handed over to the brigade headquarters."

After a pause, he continued: "The number of rifles in several divisions of our Taiyue Military Region is seriously insufficient. The old rifles eliminated by Ding Wei and the others just happened to be used."

"Where are the cannons? Do you want to save some for them?"

The brigade commander said: "If you leave them the equipment of an artillery battalion, there will not be much left, but if you only leave them the equipment of one artillery battery, I'm afraid they will rebel."

The chief of staff said with a smile: "Ding Wei and Jie Kong should be fine, but Li Yunlong will definitely rebel."

"Forget it, then I won't argue with them. Laozi's artillery regiment is not inferior to those mountain cannons." The brigade commander said after a moment of pondering, "But all the captured ammunition must be handed in."

"Agreed." The chief of staff said deeply.

"The three regiments of them are already rich enough,"

"The cost of attacking Taiyuan this time is not too high. Why leave so much ammunition?"

"No, the brothers in other bases are as poor as beggars, but the three of them are like rich landlords."

"Except for a small part of this batch of ammunition, our [-]th Brigade has to hand over most of it to the headquarters, and the head of the headquarters will distribute it to various bases according to actual needs."

Speaking of this, the chief of staff raised the congratulatory telegram from Boss Yang.

He also said: "The boss sent a special telegram to congratulate you on getting rich. We must seal a red envelope."

"Then Ding Wei, Kong Jie, and Li Yunlong will give me a big red envelope first." The brigade commander laughed, "Chief of staff, draft a telegram."

The chief of staff hurriedly took out his pen and notebook and prepared to record.

The brigade commander smiled and said, "Ding Wei, Kong Jie, and Li Yunlong, I congratulate you on getting rich..."

Hearing this, the corner of the Chief of Staff's mouth curled into an unconcealable smile. He really wanted to see what expressions Ding Wei, Kong Jie, and Li Yunlong would have when they received the telegram?

Especially Li Yunlong, would he scold his mother?

……

At this time in Taiyuan, the Eighth Route Army was still busy transferring supplies.

There is no other reason, just because there are really too many seized materials.

Leaving aside other things for the time being, the arsenal alone has tens of thousands of tons of supplies.

What is the concept of [-] tons of materials?Even if you use a flatbed truck to pull one ton, you have to pull [-] trucks.

If it is carried by manpower, and one civilian worker is responsible for carrying [-] catties of materials, it will take [-] civilian workers to remove all [-] tons of materials at one time.

This is just a theoretical figure.

The time required for the actual handling process is longer.

Because the space of the arsenal is limited, it can accommodate too many people and vehicles.

In addition, the width of the streets is also limited, and the traffic volume of the city gate is especially limited, so traffic must also be considered.

The last and most important thing is that after transferring the materials from the inner city of Taiyuan, you also need to consider the issue of concealment. You can't just find a place to put it and it's over.

Thanks to the fact that nearly 5 Eighth Route Army participated in the Taiyuan Campaign this time,

In addition, many people in Taiyuan City also actively participated in the transfer of materials,

The most important thing is that Zhao Gang's organization and coordination ability is really strong.

There are so many people, so many vehicles, so many mules and horses, and the time is so tight, but Zhao Gang managed to organize everything in a very short time.

Looking at Zhao Gang who was directing the traffic at Houzaimen, Kong Jie said enviously, "Lao Li, you have a good political commissar."

"That's right." Li Yunlong said proudly, "Don't you look at who our old Li is, and what kind of troops our independent regiment is? If he has no ability, the brigade commander can send him to our independent regiment. political commissar?"

Hearing this, Kong Jie's face collapsed. Damn it, the independent group was originally my territory.

Just because you were attacked by the Yamamoto Secret Service, you, Li Yunlong, ate a ready-made hot meal. It’s fine if you don’t thank me, but you’re a fucking disgusting person, what the hell.

While speaking, Zhao Gang had brought Wang Ye over here.

"Old Li, Captain Kong, why are you two still here?" Zhao Gang frowned, "It's almost dawn, and the devil's bomber will arrive soon, and it will be dangerous to stay here, so hurry up."

"Let's go, let's go right away." Li Yunlong said, "Old Zhao, how is the rush for supplies going?"

Zhao Gang said: "The ones that can be transported have basically been transported away, and they have been hidden in the homes of fellow villagers."