September 14, 1940, Qijiang County, Qijiang County Security Headquarters
"Old Li, do you mean you want to lead troops back to northwest Shanxi?" After Wang Yue and Tasha completed the delivery, they came to the time and space of 1940. As soon as they arrived, they caught up with the student parade. When they understood the situation, they became angry. The Japs' madness and brutality once again refreshed his understanding. He rushed to Li Yunlong and wanted to discuss how to support the Eighth Route Army. Unexpectedly, he met this guy who got mad and shouted that he would lead the team north to support the Taiyue Military Region.
"The villagers in Zhaojiayu, Yangcun, and Daxiawan are all suffering. At this time, our troops are still enjoying the blessings in these ravines. I, Li Yunlong, can't do it! If I really do it, I don't deserve to wear this military uniform! "Li Yunlong almost burst into tears. Familiar faces, familiar names, and fresh lives would all be gone. Just a few days ago, he, Li Yunlong, was still thinking about taking his wife to sit down. I flew back to visit my relatives and show off to my fellow villagers, but in the blink of an eye, my relatives were gone, my home was gone, and everything was gone.
Especially in Zhaojiayu, the villagers cooperated with the guerrillas to fight to the death against the Japs. As a result, the Japs actually used poison gas bombs on the village. There were more than 500 people in the village, and no one was spared. Not even a seedling was left. It is said that in order to destroy Not only the corpses were burned, but the village was also burned.
"Old Li, Comrade Hu Bicheng wants you to wait for orders. The superiors are studying the next plan. You can't mess around!" Political Commissar Zhao Gang shouted angrily. The base area suffered an unprecedented disaster. He felt very sad, angry, and He wanted to return to northwest Shanxi immediately and fight the Japs, but as a soldier, he had to obey orders first.
"If you ask me to say that you, Lao Zhao, are incompetent and ask you to go to the office to ask for a fight, if you say that you should be more sincere and resolute, I don't believe that Comrade Hu Bicheng will disagree. We have more than 10,000 people in one division. If we are placed in the northwest of Shanxi On the battlefield, that is the power that can shake a Japanese division. It doesn’t make sense that our superiors don’t use us!”
"Wait a minute, I finally understand. Lao Li, you want to go to the battlefield, but your superiors don't approve it. What does this have to do with Lao Zhao?" Wang Yue was also confused by Li Yunlong. This nigga Ma's brain circuit is really good enough for Li Yunlong. If he says his teeth are bared, he will bar his teeth, which makes it difficult for our political commissar Zhao.
"Me! If the superior doesn't approve, then there is something wrong with Lao Zhao's attitude!" Li Yunlong roared angrily, then sat down on the chair and stared at Wang Yue with an annoyed look. Fortunately, no one dared to talk to his Jin The Lord bared his teeth, proving that his sanity was still there.
"Thousands of miles away, the road conditions are not good. If you don't coordinate supplies in advance, don't repair vehicles, and don't stop civilians, how long will it take for your army of more than 10,000 people to reach northwest Shanxi? Not to mention there are so many tanks, artillery and The ammunition and baggage are heavy. I'm afraid the battle will be over by the time you arrive. Lao Li, in fact, if the troops don't go back, we can still support northwest Shanxi." Wang Yue didn't get angry with Li Yunlong, but marked it on the map while talking. The route of the troops.
"Brother Wang, take me to Peiping, and let's kill that old devil Neji Gangcun, what do you think?" After hearing Wang Yue's words, Li Yunlong felt a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind, and he seemed to have remembered something.
"Old Li, let me ask you, what is more urgent than killing Gangcun Neji?" Wang Yue was also stunned by what Li Yunlong said. This guy is worthy of being the protagonist of this time and space, and he actually thought of killing Gangcun so quickly. Neji carried out the beheading operation. It seems that he was poisoned by Yamamoto Kazuki.
"What? Is there anything more important than killing the Japanese?" Li Yunlong was also stunned.
"Of course we put out the fire first and then treat the people. Neji Gangmura can kill him anytime, but the people can't wait. The weather is dry and the mountain fires are spreading. It is said that in some places, even the crops in the fields are on fire. No. If the fire is put out quickly, what will happen to the people hiding in the mountains? What will happen to the crops waiting to be harvested everywhere? What will happen to our forests? There is also the epidemic. There are already hundreds of thousands of people, and there may be more in the future. If we don’t control it quickly If we live there, more people will die than the Japs massacred." Wang Yue explained, to be honest, this is definitely a way of exterminating descendants. If it is not controlled well, the entire northwestern Shanxi may become a no man's land. Of course, this is just the worst case scenario.
"Extinguish the fire? What can we use to put out the fire? The river has dried up. What can we use to put out the fire? The devils set fires everywhere, even the isolation belt is useless. When a small wind blows, the woods dozens or hundreds of meters away can be ignited by a spark. That fire It's too big, it's evil, even if water is poured on it, flames will burst out, no! Brother Wang, you mean you have a way to put out the fire?" As Li Yunlong spoke, he suddenly remembered something.
"I can't go over and put out the fire, but I can make it rain in northwest Shanxi." Wang Yue said mysteriously after taking a sip of the sweet "Roma Coke."
Of course he was talking about artificial rainfall. One thing the Japanese are good at is that they like to digitize non-confidential information. When Wang Yue was free, he checked the meteorological data of North China during the Japanese occupation. He was almost certain that Although there has been no precipitation in northwestern Shanxi recently, it meets the conditions for artificial rainfall.
"Brother Wang, I knew you were a god. I knew it the first time I saw you. Master god, I beg you, please accept Neji Okamura!" Li Yunlong may have been a little anxious, and he actually acted like a god. He was about to kneel down to Wang Yue, but luckily Zhao Gang caught him in time.
"Don't make trouble, Lao Li, you have to believe in science. I'm talking about artificial rainfall!" Wang Yue rolled his eyes at Li Yunlong, but he felt a little unsure. Damn, he is becoming more and more abnormal. He can capture low-orbiting satellites. He can drop bombs with a wave of his hand, and he can multi-task, screen hundreds of sets of sound signals at the same time, and even has computing power comparable to a supercomputer. If the system is upgraded again, will he really be able to destroy this carbon-based life? What about the body to realize the sublimation of life?
"Artificial rainfall? Brother Wang, are you talking about the one in 1930 when Professor Willard of the Netherlands carried dry ice to an altitude of 2,500 meters and dropped dry ice fragments during the flight, thus causing precipitation?" Zhao Gang suddenly realized that as a college student of that era, his knowledge was still very extensive.
"What kind of ice should we use? We have to use earth. Such a big fire cannot be treated with ice, let alone water. It seems that you two are stupid in reading." Li Yunlong retorted with disdain.
"Instead of using dry ice, I decided to use silver iodide. I contacted the headquarters and told them that I would try to carry out artificial rainfall operations in northwest Shanxi tonight," Wang Yue said and stood up to leave.
"Brother Wang, are you going to northwest Shanxi? Can you take our old Li with you? Just throw me down when the time comes. Don't you have that umbrella?" Li Yunlong saw Wang Yue was about to leave and quickly held him back. The other party begged eagerly.
"I have no problem. As long as you get Comrade Hu Bicheng's permission, Lao Li, I will take you there." Wang Yue's mouth twitched again. After taking a plane once, do you want to parachute?
Some people died, but not completely...
