You were tasked with guarding the Sihang Warehouse, and you brought out a Tiger tank?

A black Ford sedan and several trucks were parked quietly in the shadows, with a few smartly dressed guards standing beside them.

Wang Tianlu rubbed his hands together and looked at Lin Feng with a smile. His expression was more like that of a shopkeeper who had just closed a big deal than a quartermaster who had come to the front line to say goodbye.

With a wave of his hand, the guards behind him carried down several heavy boxes.

With a loud thud, the box landed on the ground, the sound itself exuding an air of wealth and luxury.

"Hey bro, check out the goods."

Wang Tianlu patted the lid of the box: "The buyer was very satisfied with the previous transaction. They were all original Hans trucks and Shanghai-made mountain guns, in impeccable condition and top-notch quality. This is the final payment, a total of 26 silver dollars."

He paused, then held up three fingers to indicate:

"Adding the previous prepayment of 10 silver dollars, the total is 36 silver dollars. We're even now, no cheating!"

Lin Feng looked at the boxes, his heart filled with joy, but his face remained impassive.

This business is incredibly profitable.

He silently did some calculations in his mind:

The 12 Kremlin mountain guns sold to Wang Tianlu were equipment from the [Basic National Army 75mm Mountain Gun Squad] obtained through system redemption. Together with the 24 Opel "Lightning" trucks, the total cost was only 1680 redemption points.

According to the system's "exchange rate," the amount was only 84000 yuan.

And what was the acquisition price offered by Wang Tianlu?

A Krakow mountain gun, along with a few boxes of shells and a few inferior horses to pull it (all provided by the system), is priced at 1 silver dollars per gun.

Opel trucks, 8000 yuan each.

With this one transaction, he made a net profit of over 200,000 silver dollars!

What's even more amazing is that Lin Feng is selling them in parts.

When the system was redeeming items, he kept all the professional artillerymen and drivers attached to the squads, as well as the spare fuel attached to the trucks.

Those system artillerymen were then dispatched to operate the captured Japanese mountain guns and field guns, a seamless transition.

Drivers are even more valuable; once there are more vehicles available, they can drive them immediately without needing to spend money on training.

"Taking advantage of the system's resources, and then taking advantage of the Nationalist army—who understands the double the joy?"

Lin Feng was secretly pleased. He waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately stepped forward to open the chest and verify the silver.

Seeing the gleaming silver dollars shimmering under the light, Lin Feng's liking for the chubby Director Wang in front of him skyrocketed.

Pay attention.

That's too particular.

What time is it now?

The army retreated, leaving chaos and disarray.

Lin Feng was left behind to guard the Sihang Warehouse, a deadly place.

In most people's eyes, Lin Feng was a man destined to die.

If it were someone more unscrupulous, they would have already run off with the money by now. Who would be foolish enough to come and pay the remaining balance?

But Wang Tianlu sent it anyway.

People...

Lin Feng sighed inwardly: As a soldier, as a quartermaster of an army group, he was probably utterly corrupt, and should even be dragged out and shot for five minutes.

But as a businessman, his business reputation is absolutely top-notch!

Perhaps joining the army was a waste of his talent; if he had been born in peacetime, he would have been a business tycoon.

"Brother Wang, you're a true gentleman."

Lin Feng sincerely cupped his hands in greeting: "I will remember this favor, brother."

"Hey, we're business partners, honesty is the foundation."

Wang Tianlu waved his hand, his smile fading, and a rare seriousness appeared on his face:

"Brother, let me give you a heads-up. Tonight, the entire 9th Army Group will be withdrawing from Zhabei. Once the main force leaves, this place will truly be an isolated island."

He looked at Lin Feng and sighed:

"Take care... I may not be very capable, but I do have some connections in the foreign concessions."

If you really can't hold on any longer, don't force yourself to stay in the line.

He threw down his gun, changed into civilian clothes, and hid in the foreign concession.

"I'll find a way to spend some money and get you released. As long as we're alive, we can always rebuild our business, right?"

Lin Feng laughed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He certainly wouldn't throw down his gun and surrender, but he wouldn't be foolish enough to actually hold out to the death.

"Thank you for your kind words, brother." Lin Feng changed the subject, "However, I do have a favor to ask of you, brother."

"Speak," Wang Tianlu patted his chest, full of pride, "As long as it's something you can do, I'll do it without hesitation."

"That's right."

Lin Feng called over Lin Peiji and Zhao Dashan, who were already waiting nearby:

"I'd like to borrow your name, brother. I want these two to lead a battalion of brothers and several hundred laborers to retreat first."

"Establish a few supply depots along the route to Songjiang and Suzhou in advance, stockpile some food and ammunition, as a backup plan for our brothers."

Wang Tianlu was stunned for a moment, then looked deeply at Lin Feng, and suddenly smiled:

"Haha, brother, you're really confident now. Looks like my 'surrender' talk just now was unnecessary; just ignore it."

This isn't about leaving a way out; it's clearly about planning for the whole situation and already considering what to do after breaking through.

This foresight, considering three steps ahead for every step he takes, made Wang Tianlu even more convinced that he had made the right investment.

"This is easy, it's perfect for me."

Wang Tianlu took out a pen and notepad from his briefcase, quickly wrote several orders, and stamped them with the bright red official seal:

"Here you go, this is a special pass from the Logistics Department of the 9th Army Group."

With this order as proof, all checkpoints along the way shall be open to traffic.

This is their identification; they are now the Special Operations Team of the Logistics Department of my 9th Group Army.

They are permitted to requisition civilian houses and warehouses in the Songjiang and Suzhou areas, acting expediently.

"Thanks." Lin Feng accepted the warrant and carefully put it away.

……

Watching Wang Tianlu disappear into the night in that black car, spewing exhaust fumes, Lin Feng turned around and looked at the two people in front of him.

"Dashan, Uncle Lin."

Lin Feng's expression turned extremely serious:

"Shanghai cannot be held; that's a foregone conclusion. Hundreds of thousands of troops will definitely have to retreat westward across the entire front."

I estimate that the scene will be extremely chaotic, perhaps even a complete rout. Command systems will be paralyzed, roads will be congested, and then there will be bombing raids by Japanese planes…”

He didn't continue, but both of them understood the tragedy involved.

"Your task is very important."

Lin Feng pointed to several key points on the map:

"You are my advance team, my eyes and ears."

With men and money, they went ahead to scout the area. They familiarized themselves with the roads and terrain, and set up a supply depot.

If you encounter scattered and defeated soldiers on the road, rescue them if you can, and take them in if you can. They are seeds of resistance against Japan, and we cannot waste them.

Lin Feng knew very well that the so-called "Wu-Fu Line" and "Xi-Cheng Line," those two defense works that cost a fortune, were just for show.

If a real battle breaks out, we won't even be able to find the key, so we won't be able to hold off the Japanese for long.

If you want to lead troops out in an organized manner, someone has to pave the way.

"Take the radio with you and stay in touch. I'll join you once I break out of the Sihang Warehouse."

"Take care, young master." Lin Peiji's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Commander." Zhao Dashan patted his chest, his eyes firm. "Just you wait and see. As long as I'm here, the outpost will stay."

"besides……"

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then gestured for the soldiers to count out 50,000 silver dollars, put them in a box, and place it at Lin Peiji's feet:

"Uncle Lin, take this money."

Once you get there, try to spend money to buy a few small boats, or those small coal-fired steamships.

The Jiangnan region is crisscrossed by waterways; if the land routes are blocked, we can still travel by water.

"It doesn't need to be a fancy boat, just one that can run. Once we buy it, we'll hide it in a secluded reed bed, just in case."

This is what is meant by "a cunning rabbit has three burrows".

"yes!"

After seeing the two off to their group, Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

The plan has been finalized.

With this income of over 200,000 silver dollars, he could exchange it for three more infantry battalions to replenish his losses, or exchange it for dozens of artillery pieces and a large number of shells to overwhelm the Japanese.

Now, he can focus wholeheartedly on having some fun with the Japanese soldiers at the Sihang Warehouse.

"Come on, you little devils, let's see just how good your teeth really are."