The incident of Yang Feng firing guns to all the families of the security guard division for free caused an uproar in Ping and Tianjin. Chinese rulers have always been playing the policy of weakening the people and ignoring the people. In the eyes of traditional scholars and officials, it was like the sky was falling and the earth was sinking. Yang Feng's positive image in the media was immediately gone.

Various accusations even overshadowed the sound of Chahar's guns. Anyway, Doron had not seen any possibility of falling yet, and Sun Dianying's was still moving south slowly. The Japanese and puppet-Mongolian coalition forces were helpless against the behemoth that had been shrinking into a regiment. They could only watch it approach Doron bit by bit. Now it is less than fifty kilometers away from Doron. If they continue to continue, the Japanese army blocking him could only give way. Now Yang Feng's jeep convoy has begun to attack them from time to time with their speed.

Although Feng's Ministry of Security retreated to Chahar according to He Yingqin's request, he always maintained an attacking state. The Japanese and puppet troops opposite him did not dare to go north again, and the two sides were in a stalemate there.

Since there is no longer much to care about in the Chahar war, everyone's attention naturally turned to Yang Feng. Although the people could also say that guns were rampant at this time, and the National Government did not have any laws to prohibit civilians from owning guns, after all, this thing is quite expensive and most ordinary people cannot afford it. Therefore, the number of guns among the people is still within an acceptable level.

But this time it was different. Conservatively, more than 50,000 pistols would have to pour into both Ping and Tianjin. In fact, Yang Feng did order 50,000 revolvers from Colt, the United States, and almost wiped out the revolvers from the arms dealers in Shanghai, and then sent them to Tianjin urgently.

No one could predict what such a huge number would give birth to. Although every pistol fired by Yang Feng had recorded in the police station, no one could guarantee that there would be 50,000 additional armed personnel in the city. What impact would it have on society? Even his father-in-law advised him to be cautious.

Of course, the most troublesome thing was the Japanese. On the first day after Yang Feng's revolver was fired, two Japanese killers who were not yet aware of it touched the home of a security brigade officer. It happened that the officer's father had also worked as a soldier before. Without hesitation, he found out that he had a new revolver and raised his hand and shot him twice. The two unlucky Japanese killers were killed and injured, and were finally taken away by the police station. They were identified as Japanese, and there was also a top-notch privateer in the Japanese garrison of Haikong Temple.

Then Yu Xuezhong became more and more energetic and called both the Japanese Consul and Umejin to give them a reasonable explanation of the matter.

"You two know it, don't admit it wrong. It's hard for me to believe that they will be soldiers of the noble army, and I don't rule out the possibility of admitting it wrong. If they are not soldiers of the noble army, then we will be ready to pull it out and chop it up and hang our heads on the city gate to show it to the public. Only in this way can the anger of the people of Tianjin towards these criminals." Yu Xuezhong said sincerely.

So what else can I explain? Umejin's subordinates are not spies or ronin. He is all regular soldiers. If someone openly cut his head, he will not expect the soldiers to submit to him in the future. So he can only pinch his nose and admit that he is not strict in governing the army. The soldiers under his subordinates actually robbed.

"I'm really sorry!" He bowed and gritted his teeth and said to Yu Xuezhong.

"It's okay, it's okay. There are not many bad sheep horses!" Yu Xuezhong said with a smile and waved his hand.

Since Umejin has admitted that they are Japanese, he can only let him take the people away. After all, there is extraterritorial legal power, but Yu Xuezhong rarely feels happy in Umejin.

Moreover, this incident caused a sensation. Pingjin and even newspapers across the country were hyping up the Japanese soldiers to incite e-civilians. Although they often did this before, it was the first time that Umetsu had publicly admitted that he had preserved his prestige among soldiers, but the Japanese Foreign Ministry had to wipe his butt. Yuki Aki, who was annoyed by various ridicule, ignored the taboo that both sides did not belong to the same system. He personally stopped their planned revenge behavior.

"Oh, coach, you didn't see Mei Jin's appearance at that time. Now I want to laugh when I think about it!" Yu Xuezhong showed off with a proud look on the mahjong table of Zhang Zuoxiang's family.

"Look, I said one by one that I fired a gun wrongly, and it was disturbing public order, and it was also what encouraged bandits. If I hadn't fired a gun, today would have been another murder case. This would be great. A murder case would have been avoided, but we would have a good time in front of the Japanese!" Yang Feng, who sat opposite him, said.

"However, the proliferation of guns has both advantages and disadvantages. In this situation, the benefits are indeed more than the disadvantages." Ma Zhanshan, who is relative to Zhang Zuo, said that an old bandit like him is aware of the benefits of too many guns among the people.

"How is the situation in Duolun? Is it still possible to hold on to Shoushan?" Zhang Zuoxiang asked Yang Feng with this question aside.

"It's okay, there are reinforced concrete fortifications, my artillery and aircraft to provide support. The Japanese should not expect to take down Doron. And Sun Kuiyuan is almost here. It's meaningless if the two families join forces to fight." Yang Feng said, looking at Zhang Tingshu, who was standing behind Zhang Zuoxiang, said, "Brother Weijiu, you're fine at home. Why might as well go to Shoushan to help. He lacks the ability to fight now. Now Sun Fumin is helping him command, but I can't live without Fumin. There's also Brother Jingzhong. You might as well advise him, anyway, they are all fighting the Japanese. Where is the difference?"

After Zhang Xiaokuzi ordered the 112th Division and the Second Cavalry Division to go south, Zhang Tingshu and Huang Xiansheng both resigned. They are now idle in Tianjin. The military qualities of these two people are better than Feng Zhanhai, especially Huang Xiansheng. Besides, Zhang Tingshu and Feng Zhanhai are cousins, and there is no barrier to identity.

Zhang Tingshu was obviously a little moved. He was indeed passionate about fighting against Japan. Now Feng Zhanhai is fighting the Japanese in Doron, and he is also a little itchy in Tianjin.

"If you want to go, go! They are all their own family, and you can't treat you badly even if you follow your cousin." Zhang Zuoxiang said.

Since he had spoken, Zhang Tingshu naturally had nothing to hesitate. After discussing with Huang Xiansheng, the two of them simply returned to Peiping with Yang Feng and then flew to Duolun by plane.

At this time, Sun Dianying had already withdrawn from Doron. His journey was not as simple as retreating. The more than 30,000 Japanese, puppet and Mongolian coalition forces that besieged him had at least 5,000, and he suffered almost the same losses. After all, the quality of the old bandits was still much worse than that of the Kwantung Army, but the other side had Mongolians to pull back. In addition, Sun Dianying had air support, his combat effectiveness was basically even.

In theory, his withdrawal of Doron means that this war is no longer meaningful. However, it is obvious that both sides do not think so. The Japanese and Mongolian puppet parties are still blocking the periphery of Doron, and it seems that they are still in a protracted war. The Japanese seem to have indeed made Sun Dianying's snatching team e-squad, so they simply blocked their homes before they could even spread it out in winter.

Sun Dianying would not be willing to accept it either. He had worked hard to build a settlement site in the north of the mountain to throw away the rest of the country. Not to mention that he did not agree, even the bandits under his command who had just tasted the sweetness would not agree. Cutting off the wealth route would be equivalent to killing his parents. The old bandits were ready to swear to kill Yinshan.

However, a heavy snow temporarily prevented the further action of both sides. The difficulty of transportation made it meaningless for Yang Feng's mechanized troops to continue to stay in Duolun. Since there was no large-scale war in a short period of time, Yang Feng simply withdrew his troops and Sun Liren. After Huang Xiansheng and Zhang Tingshu arrived in Duolun, Feng Zhanhai gave Huang Xiansheng the position of chief of staff of the 63rd Army and gave Zhang Tingshu his part-time position as commander of the 91st Division.

His Sixty-Three Army should have three divisions formally organized, but the other two divisions were just used to make up for him and were not under his command at all. Now one was transferred to the south by the bald man. The other was stationed in the pass, and he actually had one ninety-one division. However, this division was a full-scale division, which was different from those who dared to call one division for three or five thousand.

The Chahar Provincial Government in Zhangjiakou was extremely lively. More than a dozen tables were opened in the banquet alone. It was snowing outside and the wine was mixed with wine. Sun Dianying looked scattered. He couldn't help but thank Yang Feng and the 29th Army for their help.

"We are all my brothers, so there is no need to say these polite words. But we have to discuss how to fight after the heavy snow." Yang Feng said.

"Brother Yang has any ideas, just say it. As long as it is necessary to do so, the 29th Army will never refuse." Song Zheyuan said.

"We might as well take this opportunity to settle the situation in Inner Mongolia. Now the Rong family in the South is also interested in blending and wool demand will become increasingly large. I will also make more velvet breeding sheep, so as not to let foreigners make our wool money. Inner Mongolia we must control it. If we need it, we might as well bring Fu Zuoyi together. The Chahar tribe is now in our hands. If we take down the two alliances of Ulanqab and Xilingol, the entire Western Inner Mongolia will become our ranch.

What I mean is that Brother Sun holds the De King's men, the 29th Army sends troops to his home, and then goes around to attack the enemy troops north of Doron. He will inevitably defeat the enemy, and then pushes them directly into the Rehe River. In this way, there will be no more courage to resist us on the grassland. As for the remaining herders, as long as there are enough benefits, they will not care about who they are!

Then I found a few obedient princes to raise them. If it really doesn't work, Isn't there a Living Buddha to offer them to the Bailing Temple? Then we will go to worship together. As long as we can tell good things among the Mongolians, I, Yang Feng, will support him in the future." Yang Feng said.

I have to say that his proposal is very attractive. There are not many herdsmen in Inner Mongolia now, and there are only a few hundred thousand in total. It is indeed a waste to live on such a vast grassland. At this time, the wind and sandstorm in Inner Mongolia were not that serious. Many later deserts are still good pastures now. Of course, if Yang Feng continues to do this, the consequences will be difficult to say. However, nothing happened to Twenty-Nine and Sun Dianying. They knew that such a vast grassland was used to provide them with wool, and that would be such a huge mountain of gold.

"We brothers have no outsiders here, so let's say that, why do we work hard on the battlefield? Isn't it to lead the brothers to earn a family business for their descendants? Now the opportunity is in front of you, it depends on whether you can seize it. And I also need to explain that there are not only wool in pastoral areas, but also fur and meat processing can be done." Yang Feng continued.

After fooling a group of old warlords with enthusiasm, Yang Feng returned to Peiping with his mechanized troops with satisfaction. He was naturally warmly welcomed by the people in Peiping. After all, this was the first expedition of the soldiers of Peking, and there were no casualties. Anyway, they provided artillery fire support. With those ten 2c3s, it would be impossible for the Japanese army to have shells that could hit their heads.

However, it cost a lot of money. Just 37mm anti-aircraft shells fired almost 100,000 rounds, and 152mm heavy artillery shells fired more than 3,000 rounds, not to mention 12.7mm bullets.

"Ma, it's a big loss, it's all these little Japanese. They ask me to spend money, but if they can't do it, they have to make it back." Yang Feng looked at the various consumptions during this period and found that he had lost at least two million yuan. Of course, this was calculated based on the prices of this era.

What method should I find to make it back? The money must be made from the Japanese, and it cannot be used in existing projects. Yang Feng was thinking about how to make a fortune. Jiang Xiao first walked in from outside, and looked at a newspaper in his hand while walking.

"This is a little Japanese bullying!" He angrily slapped the newspaper on the table in front of Yang Feng.

"So what's wrong? Why are the Japanese provoking you? Besides, even if you get angry, you should go to Dongjiaomin Lane. It's useless to run here!" Yang Feng said sarcastically and picked up the newspaper, then his eyes lit up.

He finally knew how to get back his investment from the Japanese.

The newspaper said that Tianjin Customs Anti-smuggling Team had a firefight in the same group of Japanese armed smugglers in Luan County, and was subsequently attacked by the Japanese Kwantung Army stationed in eastern Hebei, killing two anti-smuggling team members and injuring more than a dozen.

It is found that the smugglers carried at least 500,000 oceans of silver dollars. They were about to send them to Qinhuangdao and then shipped to Japan. In fact, such things often happened during this period. Since the Japanese army entered Jidong in the name of protecting legal merchants, under the pressure of them and traitors, the anti-smuggling team had to withdraw from Jidong and only operated along the Luan River.

Even though this conflict still occurs from time to time, it is the first time that the Japanese army openly provided protection for smugglers. It seems that the amount of this batch of silver dollars is indeed a bit too large.

Even Yang Feng was so moved that he sent him away to express his patriotism in name. In fact, Jiang Xiaoxian, who came to take some good things from Yang Feng, quickly drove to Tianjin.

"Boss, I found out that the goods were from Tianjin Zhengjin Bank. Because it was not convenient for me to come forward, I hired a group of armed ronin. Now it has been sent to Qinhuangdao. The Japanese merchant ship Dagumaru will leave Qinhuangdao tomorrow, and it is probably loaded on this ship."

In an ordinary house in Tianjin, a half-old man with a stingy face said respectfully to Yang Feng, who was sitting in the living room drinking tea.

This is an intelligence base of Yang Feng. Before he went to the United States, he felt that the group of talents Sun Dianying gave him was a waste of not using them, so he simply spread them out and received allowances from Jinyuan every month. Then, he mixed into the three religions and ties in Ping and Tianjin to find out all the information related to the Japanese, then summarized them to several strongholds, sorted out valuable content, and handed them to Jinyuan, and handed them directly to Xiaohui.

It should be said that these old bandits have done a good job. Although they are still far from the standards of spies in Yang Feng's eyes, they have done a good job of small things like asking for some information.

"Very good, do it well! Follow me to have you." Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, threw a gold bar to him in the other party's flattering gaze, and then left the remote courtyard under the escort of the bodyguard.

He was going out to play a pirate, turning the shuttle into a submarine, and then blocking the sea outside Qinhuangdao, sinking the Japanese merchant ship, and bringing the silver dollars inside into his own hands to make up for the losses caused to him by the Japanese.

At 8 o'clock the next morning, a thousand-ton Japanese merchant ship slowly left the shore at Qinhuangdao Port. In the captain's room, a Japanese man in a kimono said to the captain with a serious look on his face: "Nomura, be careful, there must be no mistakes in this batch of goods."

"Mr. Matsumoto, please rest assured that there will be no accident. With the Imperial Navy warships, the Chinese anti-smuggling ships dare not come at all." The captain said with a proud look on his face.

Just as they were talking, a thin vent pipe stretched out from the sea not far from them, and a small submarine less than ten meters long was floating quietly underwater. Yang Feng inside the submarine was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and staring at the sailing Daguwan with eager eyes.

The sea water in this place is too shallow, and even if the ship sinks, it is difficult to sink all underwater. It is not suitable for his work and he must track a distance.

The small submarine slowly leaned on the Daguwan, then quietly stuck it to the bottom of the ship, and was carried out for more than two hours. The depth of the sea water was enough at this time, and Yang Feng immediately prepared to start working.

The Japanese on Okumaru didn't know that a guy underwater was about to perform an autopsy for them! Captain Nomura was holding a telescope and spitting across to Matsumoto next to him to introduce the destroyer in the distance.

"This is the best destroyer in the world, the Empire's Peak Wind-class destroyer, which can reach forty knots as fast as possible. No warship at sea can be faster than it. My son is serving on this warship, and maybe we will see him soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his feet waving, followed by a harsh sound of metal cutting.

"What's going on?" Matsumoto, who had been sitting in the office before, immediately panicked and shouted, grabbing Nomura's collar.

Nomura was also confused.

"Go down and have a look!" he yelled after he grabbed a panicked crew member.

At this moment, the bow of the ship began to slowly sink.

"Send a signal to ask for help!" Nomura saw the sinking speed and knew that the bottom of the ship was leaking, and it was not an ordinary leak. In fact, Yang Feng was humming a song and was playing cutting for him at this time!

The huge circular saw with a diameter of one meter was rotating wildly. Not to mention the thin steel plate of the ship hull, even the ribs were cut one by one. The Daguwanan, filled with cargo, was on the destroyer that was coming at high speed in the distance, and more than a hundred crew members watched it in full view, and in a few minutes it completely sank into the seabed.

When the destroyer arrived, there was only a dissipating vortex and some scattered debris on the sea. Under the water, a monster like a lobster was tearing open the hull piece by piece, dragging out the large boxes filled with silver dollars one by one and stuffing them into his stomach.

"Ma, why are there so many?" Only then did Yang Feng realize that his information was wrong. This was definitely more than 500,000, but I'm afraid there were three 500,000. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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