I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Lu Pingsheng sat at the place where he had discovered the circular hole, and the light from the flashlight made the water level below dimly visible.

He was also very nervous because the information he had only said that the water should be released into the reservoir.

But hundreds of years have passed, the geological water flow has changed, it would be funny if the reservoir backflows and floods the entrance.

At the same time, he was worried about the actions at the warehouse.

The comrades lurking in the warehouse said there would be a snack today.

A Miao made a large dose of sleeping pills. He had done experiments and found that it was absolutely no problem to sleep all night with a certain dose.

For safety reasons, everything is in the water, in the food, and in the wine. No one can escape unless they don't eat or drink.

“The water level is rising very fast.”

Someone jogged over in front and stopped in front of Lu Pingsheng.

Lu Pingsheng wanted to get up, but Luo Xiang waved at him and sat down on the slightly cool stone road.

"When I saw you at the dock, I wasn't worried about your safety. Instead, I was worried that this plan might fail."

The man in front of him had an extremely ordinary appearance, and he might not be as eye-catching as Cui Liping in the crowd.

But such a person was actually one of the important founders of the underground organization.

He should have died last winter, but now he is alive and well in front of him.

When he shouted the code word "wind" at the top of his lungs at the dock, Lu Ping first experienced what "greatness" and "sacrifice" meant.

"With your careful arrangements, our plan will surely succeed." Lu Pingsheng said.

Luo Xiang showed a very simple smile, "It's you and A Miao who are good at discovering. The comrades inside sent a message that the things in the warehouse are enough for us to equip five armored divisions."

Lu Pingsheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this. An armored division starts with 10,000 to 20,000 people.

The equipment is even more numerous, including tanks, machine guns, and all kinds of advanced weapons that the Orientals have never heard of.

It is not surprising that 70 people cannot defeat more than 20 people.

It's like everyone else is playing Transformers in armor, but you are still playing with a sword.

The organization now has a total of 30,000 people. If the operation tonight is successful, the combat capability will be greatly improved.

"The comrades have received the supplies you have brought back from Hong Kong Island and are studying them. The comrades above said personally that the starlight can defeat a hundred thousand troops."

When the smuggling plan from the Badaowan warehouse was sent to the organization, there was a sentence that was so shocking that it sounded like bragging.

"That person also said that if we can get this equipment, we can drive away the invaders and become the master of our own house in no time! Then we can switch between offense and defense, and we can be proud of ourselves in front of others."

Lu Pingsheng's heart was beating wildly and his frozen white cheeks began to feel hot.

The cells in his body that had been suppressed for several years began to jump uncontrollably, as if they were about to break through his skin. Just look at the scene that Luo Xiang recounted.

He always felt that he had done too little, was always timid and incompetent.

Now, hearing such praise, his nose felt sore and he deeply experienced what it meant to have tears in his eyes.

Luo Xiang pretended not to notice his misbehavior and teased:

"We have gone through a lot of hardships since our founding, and we have never felt so wealthy."

Lu Pingsheng thought about the upcoming Battle of Songhu, and the Japanese successively deployed about 9 armored divisions.

Half of the goods intercepted in Hong Kong were shipped to the northwest, and half of them are still in this warehouse.

If these are gone, what will the little notebook use to wage war?

It turns out that everything is not immutable.

"We received news from above that the water level in the reservoir has reached the designated position."

While the two were silent, another person came running from the distant passage.

This time it brings good news.

"The other side has sent out a signal, and we can see it at the mountain pass."

Luo Xiang stood up suddenly and said calmly, "Let the comrades start the action."

For this operation, a regiment of 2,000 men had been secretly organized in the Northwest over the past four months.

We specially selected comrades who are good at water and rowing. . .

They came here one after another and hid in the mountains of Badaowan, just for today.

Lu Pingsheng wanted to get up, but his legs felt weak. Luo Xiang extended his hand to him and he stood up.

"The water level is rising and the straight-line distance is very short. You can prepare the boats and the bamboo rafts made by the soldiers themselves. You will definitely be able to empty the Japanese warehouse before dawn."

This plan has been repeatedly deliberated by the working group, taking every factor into consideration.

Including which night there would be a rainstorm, how long the rain would last, and how much rain would fall; for this reason, he agreed to countless conditions of that woman Feng Zhenzhen.

The Japanese's heavy tank equipment certainly could not enter the narrow cave, so they set up a water transport team to go down the river, enter the Yangtze River in Jiangsu, and then go upstream, which happened to be the water transport route from Lu Jiade.

He was only thankful that it was the beginning of 37 AD, the war had not started yet, the Japanese were still in disguise, the officials were corrupt, and money paved the way. As long as the money was in place, not to mention the arms, even the one in Nanjing could be transported away under the noses of the living.

The complicated process gave Lu Pingsheng a headache after hearing about it. Fortunately, the boatman recovered quickly after being treated by the old monk.

Every time at this time, he could understand A Miao's lazy mentality.

It feels really good to have someone to back you up and take care of everything.

As supplies were brought in one by one on carts prepared in advance, the expression on Lu Pingsheng's face became more and more comfortable.

Japanese Concession, Yuyuan Road.

In the apartment, Yukiko Matsui, wearing pajamas, held a glass of red wine in her hand and looked at the moonlit night sky.

After being awakened by the thunderstorm, she became restless and couldn't sleep, so she simply got up and sat by the window to listen to the rain.

After the rain stopped, I lost all desire to sleep, so I lit a cigarette and leaned against the window, watching the lightning and thunder outside until the moonlight filled the ground. Now the east was already dimly lit and dawn was about to come.

"The sun rises as usual, it should be a nice day." She murmured.

She vaguely knew some of the empire's plans for this year from her uncle.

Since the establishment of the Kanto nation after the September 18th Incident, the empire has tested the bottom line of the Orientals.

A government plagued by internal strife, incompetent officials, and warlords acting on their own have formed a mob.

As long as the Empire launches its thunderous attack, it will be able to destroy everything in one fell swoop and be invincible!

She was thrilled and excited.

The cowardly and incompetent Orientals really don't deserve to have such good resources.

Only a powerful empire can conquer this great land.

She slowly blew out a smoke ring, thinking about the situation she was facing now.

I just hope that the sudden heavy rain tonight can wash all the treasures in the water to the shore.

In this way, her Matsui family can make up for the loss of one hundred tons of gold in the Empire of God, and in the future when rewards are given out based on merit, the Matsui family will definitely have a place.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

Yukiko Matsui shook her head and walked towards the door.

The rapid knock on the door was disturbing.

"It better be something." He opened the door and saw it was his assistant Jiangkou Isawa.

He ignored the large expanse of snow-white skin exposed by Matsui Yukiko and lowered his head and said:

"Ms. Yukiko, emergency meeting!"

Matsui Yukiko sobered up a little and asked, "Why didn't you call me?"

It's 5:30 in the morning now. It gets light late in the winter, and it would be rude to show up at someone's house without permission.

"The heavy rain last night caused flooding at the telephone exchange, and the lines were damaged and the phones could not be used. The strong winds also knocked down trees and broke many electric poles, causing power outages in many areas."

Yukiko Matsui reached out to pull the light switch, only to find that there was a power outage in the house.

"Do you know what meeting it is?" She softened her tone.

"I'm not sure, but the Special High Technology Division and the Military Police have been notified."

Matsui Yukiko's expression turned serious. It was obvious that something very important had happened to mobilize so many troops.