Phi-Fic Chapter 531 "Carrier Pigeon" Project
Chapter 531 "Carrier Pigeon" Project
Dashibi Mountain is located at the northern end of Shijiu (today's photo) Haiqu, only three or four kilometers away from the coast. Recently, the valley of Shibi Mountain was suddenly placed under martial law by a team.
Some curious people secretly checked and found rows of green tents in the valley. They heard people singing inside, something like "China Heart". It sounded sad, but also passionate.
After a few days, the common people could not enter. All places with a view of the valley were under martial law. Anyone who entered would be killed without mercy. Although no one saw them killing anyone, no one would take the initiative to mess with them. Why would they mess with soldiers? Who knows if they are bandits or soldiers? They have strange things on their faces and don't look like good people. Fortunately, they didn't come out to do evil, otherwise they would definitely go to the Yimeng guerrillas or the New Fourth Division to complain.
In the valley, Heiwa was changing the thinking of the soldiers going to Southeast Asia. They sang red songs every day, expressed their pioneering and enterprising spirit every day, and told the sufferings of overseas Chinese and compatriots every day. Training came second, and the main focus was on cultivating the national consciousness and open and enterprising spirit of the participating team members.
If you ask who Chen Feng trusts the most, all members of the Yimeng Guerrillas are trustworthy. If you ask who Chen Feng is most confident in, Tian Heiwa and Liu Caiyun are undoubtedly the top two.
Tian Heiwa, the half-grown boy who followed his brother Feng to beg for a hunting rifle in the autumn of 1938, has grown into a qualified commander after more than three years of baptism of war. The scar on his face is still there, adding a cool temperament to his sword-drawn figure.
"Carrier pigeon"!
This is the code name for the entire smuggling plan. No more than three people know the complete plan, and even the leaders of each group only have a vague understanding of it.
Suitable members of each regiment will be handed over to Tian Heiwa, who will provide unified training at the Dashibi Mountain base. They will board the ship to the south when there is a chance. Chen Feng's requirement for Tian Heiwa is very simple. He requires every soldier to straighten their backs and go out. They are not fleeing, nor are they betraying their homeland. They are just like Huo Qubing who conquered the Wolf's Lair. They are breaking through rivers and mountains to expand the territory. This is a strategy that can secretly attack the enemy and give them a fatal stab in the back.
In addition to the guard troops, 186 people will go this time, and they will set off in three days. The captain will attend a farewell banquet before the team sets off, and will drink three bowls of farewell wine. Before departure, every team member wants to see the captain. Even if the captain looks at them without saying a word, the team members can get enough courage.
On the evening of November 11, Chen Feng entered the Dashibi Mountain Canyon. Looking at the high-spirited team, he realized that Heiwa had done enough work. Chen Feng patted the shoulders of more than a hundred people and tidied the clothes of each team member.
"Brother, protect yourself, conquer the territory and wait for me."
Just an ordinary sentence made these high-spirited team members break down their defenses. They knew they were not alone. Not only did they have someone to support them, but the captain would also go there. Although they didn't know when they would go, as the open-minded and enterprising elite of the Yimeng Guerrillas, they absolutely could not bring shame to the Yimeng Guerrillas. Although the team members didn't have any lofty words, it was more worthwhile for them to stand firm.
The merchant ship would arrive in more than two hours. The team had a final hot meal and boarded the ship. They might only be able to eat dry food before reaching their destination.
At eight o'clock in the evening, an American merchant ship arrived and docked at the seashore southeast of Dashibi Mountain. On the beach, Chen Feng said goodbye to the team members on board one by one. They were about to leave their homeland. The confusion of the future and the unknown dangers no longer frightened these soldiers. They sat in the boat away from the coast, watching the increasingly blurred figures on the beach, knowing that it was the captain watching them, his eyes shedding tears, but his determination becoming more and more firm.
"Captain, the ship has left, let's go back to the base! The sea breeze is too cold."
"Let's go! Let's go back to the base and rest for a while. I have to get up early tomorrow morning to transfer in Qingdao."
Tian Heiwa chuckled. "Transfer, what a novelty!" Is it a transfer? Heiwa looked at Feng Ge, who had grown up with him, from the side. He really couldn't figure out when he learned to fly a plane, but if he couldn't figure it out, he shouldn't think about it. He followed Feng Ge and had three meals a day. Since he caught his first wild boar with Feng Ge, no one could stop the passion in Heiwa's heart.
It was already dawn when Chen Feng returned to Qingdao. He failed to fly. The Jiaolong Regiment was in trouble. They had been training day and night since they captured the warship. Their stock of ammunition was running low. There would be no problem in the short term, but once the war with the Japanese broke out, the stock might be gone in a few days.
Chen Feng asked Daya to count the calibers and inquired about the inventory of the New Fourth Division. After sorting out the data, he asked trainee pilot Li Yunyan to send a telegram to Qiao Piero, ordering more than 50,000 artillery shells of various calibers.
Giopiro's Penicillin business was on the rise, and he was getting happier and happier as he made more money. After receiving the telegram, he did not hesitate at all and promised to prepare it within a week and deliver it within a month. This time, he would send it by warship to ensure the absolute safety of the shells.
This is the last batch of arms, and no more orders can be placed after this batch. After Chen Feng dealt with the artillery shells, he flew back to Mengshan with the idle Chen Guoqing. The first thing he did after returning was to find Liu Kuang to discuss the artillery shells. Now that they can produce mortar shells, there is no reason why larger calibers cannot be produced.
Although the battle was over, the ordering plans of the various corps of the National Army did not decrease, on the contrary, the orders were still increasing. The most outstanding performance in this battle was not Wang Mingzhang's 122nd Division, but penicillin, which became famous for its high survival rate.
Nearly 100,000 wounded soldiers were rescued. In the past, 60,000 of these 100,000 wounded soldiers might have died, and 20,000 might have been disabled. Now there are only more than 10,000 disabled soldiers, and the rest can take up guns and go to the battlefield after they are cured. These are not the new recruits who cover their heads in fear when a cannon is fired. They are elite soldiers who have crawled out of the pile of dead bodies and have experienced many battles.
Although the battle was over, Chen Feng did not raise the price again. The pharmaceutical factories in Mengshan were working at full capacity, and the output was increasing day by day. Even at half price, the profit was extremely substantial. Gold was continuously transported back, and all of it was hidden by the old glutton Yan Jiaming.
Chen Guoqing still couldn't stay on Mount Mengshan, so he took a 98k and went down the mountain to hunt. Lu Feihu sent a special recruitment team to accompany him. If this man was secretly kidnapped by the Japanese, it would be a life-threatening matter.
Song Zihan was very envious, but it was not appropriate for her to go hunting with Chen Guoqing, so she wanted the captain to accompany her. However, the captain kept saying he was busy. He was busy at all and just slept all day long, or sat in the cave in the conference room and was in a daze.
On the night of November 11, the merchant ship bound for Southeast Asia finally arrived. It docked in Singapore in the evening. Mr. Chen brought hot meals on board to entertain and encourage the ship, and then set sail to send Xiachi.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, when Chen Feng received the telegram sent by Li Ergou and saw that all the team members had landed safely, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.