Warlords: I just made a little fortune, but I didn’t build a country.

On the Jiangbei front, 24 troops from two corps of the New Army had been fighting with three infantry divisions of the Japanese outside the city of Nanjing for more than half a month. They suffered heavy losses and their logistics were not replenished in time, so there were signs that their positions were about to be breached by the Japanese.

"No matter what, you have to fill the gap for me, even if you have to use people to fill it."

Ye Beizhong, the commander of the 29th Army, shouted while holding the phone, "Do you know that there are civilians in the city of Jinling behind you? Once the city of Jinling is breached, the fate of these civilians is likely to be a river of blood."

"Commander, there are no shells!"

A crying voice was heard on the phone, complaining that there were no extra shells at the front line and there was no way to fight the Japanese.

"I don't care about that."

Ye Beizhong issued a military order and shouted, "Ten hours. No matter what, you have to hold on for 10 hours. After 10 hours, I will personally transport supplies for your 291st Army."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Beizhong was so angry that he threw his gloves away and cursed, "These profit-seeking businessmen deserve to die!"

"commander."

The chief of staff came up to Ye Beizhong and said anxiously, "Without the support of ammunition, it will be difficult to stop the Japanese army. Once the front-line positions are breached, the lives of the 500,000 people in Jinling City will be in danger."

"I know!"

Ye Beizhong said, "I asked someone to investigate. The Jinling Military Factory has stopped producing ammunition."

"what!"

"That?"

"Son of a bitch, these profit-seeking businessmen are planning to run away," Ye Beizhong gritted his teeth and said, "Now all we can do is to force the eight great families to pay to restart the Jinling Arsenal."

"Threatening the eight great families, this?"

"I will personally lead the troops there," Ye Beizhong said. "If we don't go now, when the front line runs out of ammunition, you, me, and the hundreds of thousands of people in Jinling City will all be killed by the Japanese."

After saying that, Ye Beizhong led the soldiers of the guard camp and quickly rushed to the Lei family, one of the eight great families in Jinling. Among the eight great families in Jinling City, only the Lei family was here, so they could only go to the Lei family.

A guard battalion of 600 people came to the Lei family in a hurry. These 600 people were absolutely loyal to Ye Beizhong, otherwise they would not have taken the risk of offending the Lei family who paid them.

"What do you stinking soldiers want to do?"

The Lei family's housekeeper was kicked away by Ye Beizhong, and then he asked the guard battalion to control the entire Lei family, while he led a platoon into the Lei family's inner court.

As one of the eight great families of the Daqian Kingdom, this mansion occupies a very large area, with seven entrances and seven exits, covering an area of ​​no less than 3000 square meters.

"What, you want to rebel?"

The elder of the Lei family brought the palace soldiers to stop Ye Beizhong and looked at him and said, "As a front-line commander, you left your post without permission. I say, can you be convicted of desertion and be executed on the spot?"

"You can try!"

Ye Beizhong's eyes widened as he said, "The 600 brothers from my guard battalion are here to ask your Lei family to fulfill their obligations under the contract and provide logistical supplies for my frontline troops."

"The contract is void."

The elder of the Lei family, wearing brocade clothes and leaning on a golden cane, said, "My eight great families have unilaterally terminated the contract and will no longer provide any logistical supplies or military pay for your new army."

"you!"

Hearing this, Ye Beizhong was completely furious. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at the forehead of the Lei family elder and said, "I don't care whether your contract is terminated or not. Today, you must make the Jinling Military Factory run for me, otherwise, there is no need for you to live!"

"Just your few soldiers and generals?"

The Lei clan elder said sarcastically, "Today I will tell you that our Lei clan has transferred all its assets to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and is preparing to expand overseas. You stinking soldiers, just stay here and perish with this country!"

"boom!"

A 7.62mm bullet instantly pierced through the shoulder of the Lei clan elder, and the soldiers of both sides quickly exchanged fire.

"Da da da."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A volley of bullets was fired. Not only did the new army's guard battalion have a submachine gun for each soldier, but the guard platoon brought in by Ye Beizhong also had a submachine gun for each soldier, and they aimed directly at the Lei family's soldiers and fired.

With a massive sweep of gunfire, dozens of Lei's soldiers were killed directly, and the remaining dozens of soldiers quickly dropped their weapons and lay on the ground in surrender.

As a soldier of the new army who had experienced many battles, facing this group of soldiers who had never been to the battlefield, it was just a matter of a volley of bullets.

"what!"

After the gunfire stopped, a burst of screams of pain were heard, the loudest of which came from the Lei clan elder, Lei Ming.

"damn thing!"

Ye Beizhong kicked Lei Ming on the head, breaking his nose. He grabbed Lei Ming's hair and shouted, "Is the military factory open or not?"

"can not open!"

Lei Ming endured the severe pain and shouted, "Everyone in the family has moved to the capital of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province. I don't have the power or the ability to restart the military factory. You! Please let me go!"

Hearing Lei Ming's dying voice, Ye Beizhong gritted his teeth and killed Lei Ming directly, then rewarded him with a peanut.

"boom!"

After getting rid of Lei Ming, Ye Beizhong and the soldiers of the guard battalion rushed to the military factory. The Jinling Military Factory was built by the former imperial court. It was the largest military factory in the former imperial court and could support the logistical consumption of the entire million new troops.

Seeing the huge military factory empty of people except for the cold machinery, Ye Beizhong held up the thundering golden cane and said, "Go to the city and find workers who can produce ammunition and have them restart the military factory. No matter what, the first batch of ammunition must be produced in ten hours."

At this time, Ye Beizhong could only think of this method. Now that the Lei family is gone, can he still fly to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to pull people from the eight major families over?

"Yes, Commander."

The soldiers of the guard camp began to beat drums and gongs and searched for the workers of the original military factory in Jinling City, asking them to return to the military factory as soon as possible to start work.

Fortunately, the news spread quickly. In less than two hours, three to five hundred workers arrived at the military factory.

"Okay!"

Ye Beizhong said excitedly, "Hurry up and get them started. I just checked and there is still a lot of gunpowder and other resources. We can produce a batch of bullets and shells for emergency use."

"Yes, Commander."

Immediately afterwards, these three to five hundred workers began to produce ammunition, and Ye Beizhong also exchanged the gold-cast crutches in his hand for silver dollars to pay these workers.

Seeing the first artillery shell being produced, Ye Beizhong almost cried, thinking that the people and soldiers of Jinling City were saved.

As long as they can hold out until the arrival of the Qin army, Ye Beizhong believes that they will be able to keep the city of Jinling!

He also believed that the Qin family army would definitely arrive, because he believed that the Qin family would not abandon the tens of millions of people in the southern region.