Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

"Brother Wang, do you know what Xichuan Taijun sells?"

"What are you selling? There are so many things to sell, food, cloth, daily necessities, looted sheepskins and cowhides. In short, as long as it's not arms, we'll sell it all!"

"Brother Wang, these are the things we want. I can tell from the looks of it that you are the person that Xichuan Taijun trusts the most. If you have goods in the future, remember to sell them to us!"

Wang Dazhi started to make a calculation in his mind. From Xichuan Guangkou's tone, he knew that these people were all rich bumpkins.

At that time, I will lie to Xichuan Guangkou about a few names, buy the goods, and then sell them to them at a higher price. Wouldn't this transaction be another huge profit?

When Nishikawa Hiroguchi returns to the main island, he can retire and go back to his hometown to become a big landlord!

"Okay, since you are so sincere, but the delivery location cannot be here, there are too many people and too many eyes!"

Wang Dazhi didn't dare to deliver the goods here because he was indeed afraid that the middleman would make a profit from the price difference and be discovered by Xichuan Guangkou, which would then hold him in great jeopardy.

"Okay! How about the woods at the west end?"

"Yes, sure. Send someone to give me a letter at that time! Let's do today's work first!"

Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong opened the two large suitcases they carried with them. Wang Dazhi's eyes were wide open as they were filled with two neatly stacked boxes of banknotes.

"How much is this total?"

"Not much, not much, maybe over 10 million yuan."

"Hiss, let me calculate!"

Although Wang Dazhi was not an excellent railway station worker, he was an excellent accountant.

He picked up the abacus and started clacking at it for a while, sweating profusely, and finally threw the abacus away.

"All right, come with me to move the food. But I'm afraid the dozen or so people you brought with you are not enough!"

"It's okay. There are people from our village waiting for us on the mountain road. We can just deliver the food to the roadside. Cars can't drive through those mountain roads!"

Wang Dazhi touched his chin and thought for a while, then rubbed Gao Dashan with his shoulder.

"Brother, do you need us to help you transport the food to the roadside? The price is not expensive, two thousand yuan, I will do it for you, just consider it as making friends!"

Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong looked at each other. If such a good thing really happened, I would be more than happy to do it. Otherwise, if they had to load it onto the donkey cart and pull it back, the flowers would probably be cold by then.

This kind of "stealing" thing must be done quickly, otherwise when the day breaks, there will be too many people around and they might be reported. By then, the food might not be transported out, and even Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong might be detained by them.

"Okay, thank you for your help, bro! But do you have so many cars?"

"Alas, you underestimated me, didn't you? Although I am Chinese, I am definitely a big shot in the eyes of Xichuan Taijun. I can easily mobilize a dozen cars under the Manchurian Railway!"

After Wang Dazhi finished speaking, he made a phone call and asked someone to deliver two large boxes of money to Xichuan Guangkou, and he also secretly took two stacks from them.

Then he made another phone call and said a lot of nonsense, and then a dozen automobile workers from the Manchurian Railway in black uniforms really showed up.

Gao Dashan felt sick when he saw these Japanese auto workers. These "workers" who were disguised as the South Manchuria Railway Company were actually the vanguard of the Japanese invasion of China.

He has been collecting intelligence in China and providing various reports on the actions of the Japanese army.

Therefore, the South Manchuria Railway Company was once called "the Japanese East India Company in China", that is, it carried out colonial aggression in the name of the company.

Therefore, the Manchurian Railway was also called the "colonial company."

When the Manchuria Railway was first established, the Japanese only owned the railway and its surrounding areas, as well as the surrounding areas around the station. The Manchuria Railway also owned Manchuria Railway concessions ranging from 16.7 meters to 3000 meters on both sides of the railway, with a total area of ​​482.9 square kilometers.

Later, the Manchurian Railway was no longer satisfied with this small piece of land, but continued to build new railways, expand their sphere of influence on both sides of the railway, build hospitals, factories, and schools, help the Japanese invaders wage their war of aggression, and provide blood production and blood transfusions for them.

These auto workers in front of Gao Dashan have another identity, that is, intelligence personnel. They will collect all the information about China's economy, politics, culture, and folk customs.

Gao Dashan suppressed his anger and handed each auto worker a cigarette and a small stack of banknotes.

"Thank you for your hard work, ladies and gentlemen!"

These little Japanese soldiers were pulled out of their beds in the middle of the night. Although they were somewhat unhappy, they endured it for the sake of the number one lackey Wang Dazhi and the money.

"Hurry up and load the goods!"

Wang Dazhi also quickly waved to Gao Dashan and asked him to call the dozen or so people he brought over, and the car and people went directly to the door of the huge warehouse.

Wang Dazhi proudly took off the key from his waist, then sent away the dozen or so Manchurian Railway employees who were guarding the door, and opened the warehouse door.

As soon as the door was opened, Gao Dashan saw mountains of food, including rice, flour, and everything else.

"Brothers, now you see my strength, right? Xichuan Taijun entrusted such important supplies to me alone. I am second to none, right?"

Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong flattered Wang Dazhi again and again, praising him to the sky. Then, as soon as the car started up, they began to load the goods.

In five minutes, the first car was loaded and Zhou Baozhong personally drove the car towards the woods in the west.

Gao Dashan stayed at Zhalantun Railway Station to continue arranging people to load and escort the train.

An hour later, Zhou Baozhong returned with the first car and a large car full of soldiers disguised as ordinary people, and then continued to load the cars.

"Old Zhou, how about it, are the soldiers ready?"

"Well, after unloading the goods over there, immediately transport them to the other side of the mountain and hide them in a cave. No one will be able to find them!"

"Well, we have to hurry up and move as much as we can. If we don't have enough money, send someone to get it right away!"

"Okay, I'll do it next time!"

Zhou Baozhong immediately drove another truck of grain out of the warehouse.

Gao Dashan asked the other soldiers to continue loading the goods, and he took some time to find Wang Dazhi who was calculating the weight.

"Brother Wang, are you settling the bill?"

"Well, the weight of each bag of rice and flour is the same. Just remember how many bags there are and do some calculations. We are not doing business in the market, so we don't need to calculate so accurately!"

Wang Dazhi closed the account book and did some calculations for Gao Dashan. With 10 million yuan, they could move almost half of the warehouse.

"You guys are really generous! Xichuan Taijun said you are mountain people, tut tut tut, anyway, I don't believe it, and Xichuan Taijun certainly doesn't believe it either.

But he was in a hurry to turn these things into money, so he pretended to be ignorant. As for me, I am just a person who does things, so I won't ask. Anyway, even if the sky falls, there will be someone to support it! "

Gao Dashan also laughed. Wang Dazhi had already said so, but he was still trying to argue. Wasn't he treating others as fools?