"How do you determine that the capital will definitely fall? Who told you this news? Now all fronts are working hard to fight the Japanese. What are your intentions in spreading such news in the city?" Long Ziqiang bit Wen San back. .
Those who really knew the specific information were senior commanders above the division commander level. Many people were looking for ways to leave the capital, and only the lower-level troops were still fighting on the battlefield.
From this point of view, the officers and soldiers at the lower level are very sad. If they had known about this situation earlier, I am afraid that so many soldiers would not have been captured.
"Don't put it so nicely. It's true that other fronts are fighting hard, but you are very free and have the time to look after other people's homes and homes. Today you can stand here talking to me, that's because we are on the front lines You’ve cleared the way.”
Wen San understood that if he didn't get something useful, Long Ziqiang would never let him attack Zhao Sihai easily.
"Brothers, tell Brigadier Long which army we are from." Wen San pointed at his proud soldiers and asked loudly.
"I am the Flying Tiger Independent Regiment! I wiped out tens of thousands of elite Japanese divisions!" The soldiers' roars were loud, and their momentum made Long Ziqiang feel guilty.
The name of this unit is too loud, and their impressive record makes all the main divisions feel ashamed. Others tried to beat more with less, but the beatings made the Japanese cry for their fathers and mothers, and they were in a miserable state.
Looking at the current situation of the national army, the results achieved are simply unattainable. A Japanese regiment dared to charge forward and fight head-on with one of their divisions, and after a few rounds of attacks, the defense line they built was defeated.
Comparing the two, the combat effectiveness formed a sharp contrast.
"He is Wen Youcai, the leader of our independent regiment. When it comes to patriotism and fighting against the Japs, if he is ranked second, who dares to be ranked first?" Wang Zhibing explained Wen San's identity appropriately.
This time, not only Long Ziqiang, but also many of his soldiers looked at Wen San with awe. Wen San's reputation is so resounding that no one can match him in all battle sequences of the national army.
If it weren't for some special reasons, if another unit had achieved such an impressive record, it would have been a lieutenant general or above.
Although Long Ziqiang is a major general and brigade commander, he really doesn't look good enough in front of Wen San.
He also knew very well that the defenders on the center line were all thanks to Wen San. The 16th Japanese Division was almost wiped out by Wen Sancheng. At the same time, he killed several Japanese troops, so there were no Japanese troops coming from this direction.
If not, it would be hard for them to take a breather under the pressure of the Japanese, let alone minding their own business.
The appearance of Wen San's troops in the capital city was indeed very surprising. At this time, many officers and soldiers of the Hussars Battalion cast envious glances at this unit. Looking at their equipment, it was not very good, and the combination of light and heavy firepower was far more powerful than theirs.
When Zhu Baye heard that it was Wen San who came to him, he felt quite complicated. He understood that his food would definitely not come back, but his chances of saving his life were greatly increased. As long as Wen San keeps his promise, it is very likely that his family will leave the capital.
With the wealth he holds in his hands, he can still live a good life in a safe city in the rear.
Compared to Zhu Baye's relief, Zhao Sihai felt completely shaken. He never imagined that he would attract the evil god Wen San.
It seemed that even Long Ziqiang's personal appearance could not stop this army. The servants he guarded and guarded the courtyard were not worth mentioning at all.
"Commander Wen, is he short of food? If he really needs it, I am willing to provide one hundred shi of rice to your army." Zhao Sihai finally spoke.
One hundred stones of rice is equivalent to ten thousand kilograms, and it is quite a big pile when piled together. Normally, the portion he gave was quite a lot.
Long Ziqiang also set his sights on Wen San. If the problem could be solved, he would not want to provoke this god of plague. It is said that Commander Tang was disgraced by him, and the commissioner was very fond of this person. Although his military rank was higher than his, compared with Wen San, he was really inferior.
"It is said that you have a lot of food in your hands. What is the purpose of keeping so much food in your hands? Do you know how many soldiers in this capital city are about to run out of food? How many people have not had enough to eat?" Wen San There was no sign of being tempted by 10,000 kilograms of grain.
His expression was still terrifyingly calm, but the soldiers under his command were all murderous. No one would doubt that as long as Wen San gives the order, someone's head will fall to the ground.
"I actually don't have much food left. I donated a lot to the National Army some time ago and distributed a large part of it. So the food stored is not too much. If Commander Wen is not satisfied, I will give you an additional ten How about a gold bar?"
Zhao Sihai was really willing to spend money and gave away ten gold bars as soon as he asked. How can ordinary people be so heroic?
Under normal circumstances, no matter how difficult the master is, he should be able to win.
With gold bars, are you still worried about not being able to buy food?
Wen San did not answer, but turned to look at Master Zhu Ba, "How much food do you think he still has on hand?"
"Before the war started, they brought in several ships of food. Even if he donated a small part and sold more than half, the food stock in his hand would not be less than a thousand dan at least."
Zhu Baye did not hesitate to reveal Zhao Sihai's background. As the saying goes, only peers will understand peers. This is his lowest estimate. It is very likely that he will have more food at his disposal.
"With so much grain, there should be an independent warehouse, right? You must know where his warehouse is." Wen San smiled.
This Zhao Sihai is really a man who is willing to sacrifice his life rather than his wealth, and he still refuses to tell the truth until now.
"Zhu Laoba, if you dare to talk nonsense, let's see how I deal with you..." Zhao Sihai panicked when he saw that Zhu Baye had revealed his true nature.
The key is that his warehouse not only stores food, but also has many shady things hidden in his warehouse.
"You dare to threaten others in front of me. Liu Dazhu, lock up Mr. Zhao. If anyone dares to move, kill Wuhe!" Wen Sanhu ordered directly with a face.
Liu Dazhu's soldiers immediately rushed forward like wolves and tigers. The servants of the Zhao family did not dare to move at all, and even Long Ziqiang pretended not to see it.
Long Ziqiang still felt it was not worthwhile to offend Wen San for a businessman. The key is that Wen San is too strong and his soldiers are really unambiguous. If he blocks it, what if Wen San even takes care of him?
Zhao Sihai's warehouse is not too far away. With Zhu Baye leading the way, it is not difficult to find the place.
However, not far away, the Japs' voice reached Wen San's mind. Judging from the location coordinates, it was the location of Zhao Sihai's warehouse.
+Yesterday’s power generation gifts totaled 587, plus the previous balance of 484, for a total of 1071 times.
