Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

Hearing this, Lu Xiangchuan looked at Wang Zizai strangely.

What's the point of looking for a middleman? It's not difficult for Ritsu Xiangchuan to understand from his words that he is looking for a scapegoat.

"I understand! Those people were meant to be disposed of anyway, so just treat them as waste and make use of them."

Wang Zizai laughed and said seriously, "The reorganized division's concerns are not unreasonable. Previously, the reorganized 4th Division had a problem in eastern Shandong because too many counterfeit banknotes flowed out. Didn't a Ni Ge regiment appear in the northeast?"

"And as the number of transactions increases, my partner's trust in me is also decreasing. It's time to find someone else to trade with him."

"Mr. Wang, this..." Lu Xiangchuan glanced at Wang Zizai and didn't finish his words.

In fact, finding a middleman is just an attempt to cover up the truth. Now, as long as a large amount of US dollars flows out of Longguo, those foreign forces will assume that it flows out from the International Youth Column.

After all, according to the intelligence of the great powers, the International Youth Column is a secret society composed of a group of Dragon Country expatriates, most of whom belong to the elite class.

Therefore, they did not pay much attention to the source of funds in the International Youth Brigade. It was just that too much money flowed out of their hands during this period, which amazed the capitalists.

After all, those cash capitalists have verified it, and it couldn’t be more true.

"There is nothing to worry about. Instead of worrying about these problems that may explode in the future, we should pay more attention to our Guangdong-Guangxi border area."

Hearing Wang Zizai mention the Guangdong-Guangxi border area, Lu Xiangchuan straightened his face and said, "Recently, the Kuomintang troops who are friendly to us have suddenly become wary of us. Even if we offer a large amount of cash to bribe them, they have changed their previous greedy style, making it difficult for us to figure out their pulse."

"If you can't figure it out, then you can't figure it out." Wang Zizai said indifferently.

"Speaking of which, our sudden intrusion actually made the Nationalist Army in Guangxi feel relieved. They had fought a battle at Kunlun Pass before, which caused the Japanese in northern Guangdong to gather in southern Guangxi."

"If our column hadn't cut the Japanese in half at the border between Guangdong and Guangxi, it wouldn't have been so easy for them to resist the Japanese counterattack."

"But the Fifth Army is elite." Ritsu Xiangchuan was still a little nervous.

Looking at Lu Xiangchuan's expression, Wang Zizai slammed the table and said, "What's wrong with the elite? I'm fighting against the elite!"

"Du Guangting's men have two shoulders to support one head, and so do you. You have many more lives than them. Why are you afraid of a fire commander like him?"

"I understand. I will never bring disgrace to the Air Force!"

........

northeast

Principal Hu, who had just finished a battle, was resting in the base with several troops. Bai Cang took the telegram that had been suppressed for a long time.

Looking at the pile of telegrams, Principal Hu asked with a bitter face: "Why are there so many? What does Lao Chen do in Xiyang?"

Bai Cang put down the cup, sighed softly, and said with some distress: "My great commander, if you let Lao Chen deal with these, I will send a telegram to Lao Chen and I will have to recall you back to Xiyang."

After hearing what Bai Cang said, Principal Hu asked curiously, "What's going on? Is there any trouble in Xiyang?"

Bai Cang casually reviewed a telegram and raised his head and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just that our corps has been fighting everywhere recently, and the wounded and sick have been sent to the rear."

"They are just some injured and sick people. There are doctors and nurses here. What is Old Chen busying himself with?"

Hearing this, Bai Cang couldn't help but roll his eyes at Principal Hu and said unhappily, "It would be great if the medical staff could simply handle it. Do you know how many wounded and sick soldiers there are in our corps?"

"When we were sweeping across northern Hebei alone, the 5th Reserve Division that set out from Shanxi had tens of thousands of wounded and sick soldiers, not to mention the losses suffered by several of our main divisions in Shanxi when we annihilated the Japanese First Army."

"There is too much to say now. In Xiyang alone, there are more than 100,000 wounded and sick people. Old Chen went to the commander-in-chief to discuss something before, and the commander-in-chief mentioned this matter. Isn't he coordinating in the rear?"

Upon hearing the number, Principal Hu couldn't help but smack his lips. In fact, hundreds of thousands were still an understatement. It must have been at least over 200,000.

Now, because of their strong foundation, their corps began to expand frantically after leaving the Three Jins. Among many of the main combat units, one-third are new recruits who have not undergone systematic training.

Now if we calm down and think about it, although we have been fighting with great momentum in all aspects during this period, we have run out of momentum as time goes by. If we use our brains to think about it, we will find that the troop casualties are quite serious.

Knowing that he had asked a stupid question, Principal Hu smiled awkwardly and said, "Since Old Chen is so busy, let us do the small things like reviewing telegrams!"

Bai Cang said without even looking up: "Now the entire 1st Division, the 4th Brigade of the 2nd Division, the 7th Brigade of the 3rd Division, the 10th Brigade of the 4th Division, and the 13th Brigade of the 5th Division are all about to leave. Hurry up and finish the things at hand, because the battle in the Northeast is about to begin!"

"Understood!"

.........

Guangdong-Guangxi Border Region

At the headquarters of the Fourth Corps of the Sichuan-Shaanxi Column, the commander of the Fourth Corps, Mei Zijiu, led the guard battalion to patrol their defense area.

Because the Fourth Corps was built later, its defense area is in the southern Guangxi region. A few days ago, a Guangxi military division was added next to the Fourth Corps, which made Mei Zijiu so anxious that he couldn't sleep.

If you are the Japanese or the puppet army, and you dare to get close to my defense zone, I will think I can control my temper if I don't fire at you.

But the Gui army was only nominally friendly forces after all, and with Li Bai by his side, Mei Zijiu did not dare to act rashly, for fear that his men would not be able to control themselves and give Li Bai a reason to attack him.

For this reason, Mei Zi Jiu now patrols with his own guard battalion all night long.

However, no matter how hard they try, the tiger will always take a nap. When the plum wine convoy arrived at the contact point between the two armies, they found that the atmosphere there was already tense.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Fourth Corps were holding submachine guns and confronting the Gui army. Neither side was willing to give in. Although Mei Zijiu couldn't understand the dialect they were speaking, he knew that the curses were very dirty.

Seeing this situation, Mei Zijiu immediately ordered the convoy to drive into his own outpost, and his guard battalion replaced the soldiers on duty, and called the players on duty over.

"What's going on?" Plum Wine asked in a deep voice.

"Captain, these bastards are too bullying! Just during the day, one of their squads sneaked into a village in our jurisdiction and harmed the female comrades in the village."

"The brothers were so angry that they rushed to the other side, captured the offending soldiers, and held a public trial."

"Who would have thought that these bastards would sneak into our territory at night, but were discovered by our sentinels. We are now negotiating with them."

Looking at the angry players, Mei Zijiu felt the same way and said in a deep voice: "I..."

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Before Mei Zijiu could finish his words, he fell in a pool of blood.