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

Although the mission was carried out by system pilots, Lin Feng did not simply treat them as NPCs.

He tapped the table, setting the tone:

"The brother who needs an amputation should be sent to the best hospital and given the best medicine."

The legion will support him for life.

"yes!"

At this moment, Zhao Yushu pushed open the door and walked in.

"Cousin, I've drafted the telegram."

Zhao Yushu handed a draft telegram to Lin Feng:

"Should we broadcast the results to the entire country first thing tomorrow morning?"

"hair."

Lin Feng glanced at the telegram draft and signed his name without hesitation:

"Not only should we issue them, but we should issue them in a grand and impressive manner."

Let the people of the whole country hear it.

Zhao Yushu put away the telegram and asked again:

"There's something else."

After we entered the city, we arrested many traitors and leaders of puppet regimes who were working for the Japanese.

You asked me to investigate, right? Including the puppet mayor Zhao Jinrong, all these high-ranking officials appointed by the Japanese have blood on their hands, the evidence is conclusive, and the public outrage is immense.

What should we do with these people? Just drag them out and execute them?

"Shoot them outright? That would be too easy on them and a waste of such good material."

Lin Feng sneered and stood up:

"Yu Shu, have you ever heard of a method called a public trial?"

Zhao Yushu paused for a moment, then shook his head.

Lin Feng walked up to Zhao Yushu and patted him on the shoulder:

"Come on, let me teach you how to decorate."

Lin Feng spoke for a while, and his cousin, perhaps imagining himself as Judge Bao, the judge who presided over the case, listened with increasingly bright eyes.

"Okay, okay!"

Zhao Yushu clearly wished he could conjure up the Dragon Head Guillotine right now and cut those traitors in two.

Lin Feng laughed:

"Perfect timing, let's take advantage of the momentum from capturing Qingcheng Port and annihilating the Japanese fleet."

Two days later, a public trial of 10,000 people will be held in the square in the center of the city.

Let ordinary people take the stage to denounce the crimes of these traitors.

This is called mobilizing the masses and uniting the people.

As long as the people stand with us, no one can take this land in Jiaodong away!

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The next morning.

As soon as the news broke, the top officials of the Nationalist government in Jiangcheng reacted immediately.

An emergency meeting was convened. Chen, He, and other high-ranking members of the White Party all held copies of the newly received telegram in plain text. They stared at each other in complete silence.

In the Battle of Jiangyin last year, the Great Xia Navy was almost completely wiped out in order to defend the capital.

These generals knew all too well what a Japanese heavy cruiser weighing over 10,000 tons meant.

It was practically a mobile steel fortress on the sea. Even if the entire Great Xia Navy had gone to war, they couldn't have sunk a 10,000-ton heavy cruiser like that.

"This...how is this possible?"

Chen Cixiu swallowed hard, breaking the deathly silence.

He was genuinely shocked. Last time, Lin Feng's surprise attack on Qingcheng Port and sinking of the Japanese light aircraft carrier could be attributed to good luck.

This time, we were facing a fully-equipped Japanese squadron at sea, and we still achieved the remarkable result of annihilating the main Japanese warships.

"Three 10,000-ton heavy cruisers were sunk just like that?"

So, air superiority really can determine sea control?

Chief of the General Staff Granny He also looked incredulous, shaking her head with a wry smile:

"Lin Feng, with his hundreds of aircraft, accomplished something that the entire navy of the country combined couldn't do."

The old man sitting in the main seat had a livid face.

He gripped the victory report tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

I was surprised, delighted, and jealous all at the same time.

The good news is that the War of Resistance against Japan has achieved another great victory that boosted the morale of the entire nation.

What he was jealous of was that the one who achieved this great victory was not his own Central Army, but Lin Feng, who had just captured Qingcheng Port, was not under his control at all, and was at risk of seizing local power!

The old man finally couldn't hold back any longer, slammed his hand on the table, and blurted out a curse word from Fenghua:

"Where did Lin Feng, a newcomer and a young man, get hundreds of the latest Hans bombers?"

Where did he get the funds?

With so many cutting-edge fighter jets, including purchasing and shipping, it must have cost at least several million White Eagle Knives, right?

Where did he, a ragtag army commander, get so much money?

Did he rob a bank?!

Sitting at the lower end of the conference table, Qian, the adjutant who was transferred to the position of director of the Aviation Commission and was a confidant of the elder, kept his head down and did not dare to say a word.

He secretly grumbled to himself:

"You're absolutely right."

I don't know whether Lin Feng was rich or poor before.

But now they've captured Qingcheng Port and blown up the Japanese Specie Bank's vault.

They confiscated all of the Japanese's assets in Jiaodong.

It's said he has dozens of truckloads of cash and gold; how could he be short of money?

After scolding Lin Feng, the old man grew angrier and angrier. He suddenly turned to look at Minister Zhou of the Air Force, who was sitting at the end of the table, covered in sweat.

"Where is our air force?!"

The old man's voice suddenly rose eight octaves as he pointed at the other person's nose and questioned:

"Utmost gentleness!"

A few years ago, didn't I organize a nationwide fundraising campaign to save the country through aviation?

The people even donated the money they had saved to buy salt!

I allocated tens of millions of dollars to your aviation commission to buy airplanes.

Where's the money? Where's the plane?!

Why was Lin Feng able to buy Hans's latest bombers, while you all bought a bunch of junk?!

Minister Zhou trembled as he was scolded, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

He opened his mouth, stammered for a long time, but didn't dare to say a word.

Does he dare to say it?

Even if you gave him ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare!

Seeing Minister Zhou's pathetic state, the old man became even more furious.

The adjutant, Qian, couldn't bear to watch any longer. Knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, he had no choice but to lean forward and report to his superior in a low voice:

"Please calm down."

The money for the plane... wasn't lost.

"It's not lost? Then where's the plane?" the old man asked, his eyes wide.

Lieutenant Qian swallowed hard, his voice even lower:

"lady……

The lady said that the pace of aircraft upgrades and replacements is too fast internationally these days.

"If we spend all the money now and buy planes, they'll be outdated in a year or two. It's not worth it."

The old man paused, seemingly not understanding: "So?"

"so……"

Lieutenant Qian closed his eyes, his expression one of resignation:

"So the lady ordered that all the tens of millions of donations be deposited in foreign banks in Hong Kong and the United States... to earn interest."

The lady said, "When the war really breaks out, we'll take out the money and buy the latest models..."

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

In the entire conference room, all the military and political officials lowered their heads, staring at their toes, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Deposit in a bank? Earn interest?

Should we wait until war breaks out before buying it?

The full-scale war of resistance against Japan has now lasted for a year.

Although the Republic of China did not declare war, the foreigners had already declared neutrality and imposed an arms embargo, meaning you couldn't even buy a screw with your money.

"Absurd! Utterly absurd!"