Rise From Eight Hundred

Yes, Tang Dao was sure that his brother Zhang dared to throw such a big bait to him.

He must have learned from Comrade Lao Wu that he was going to transport a large number of arms from the Tianjin Concession and was short of money to pick up the goods.

And the reason why Comrade Lao Wu dared to reveal such a big secret to this person was probably because the Northwest Army and the Northeast Army had had extremely close cooperation. The 29th Army withdrew from North China and the wealth accumulated over the years was not taken away in time. The senior generals of the Northeast Army may have heard about it.

After such a connection, Tang Dao even dared to conclude that when Comrade Lao Wu handed over the arms order to him, he had already set his sights on the wealth stored by the 29th Army in the Tianjin Concession, but at that time he had not figured out how to open a breakthrough.

Unexpectedly, Tang Dao was much more powerful than he imagined. He didn't need him, the general, to take action at all, and he "hooked up" with General Zhang, one of the three giants in the 29th Army.

Zhang Junchang is known for his generosity in the army. Comrade Lao Wu was willing to go all out for Tang Dao, and promised a complete infantry regiment's equipment, even exposing the big secret of the equipment of two pure German infantry divisions of the Northeast Army.

Then, he succeeded.

Zhang Junchang not only values ​​Tang Dao very much, but also puts the interests of the country and the nation far above personal interests. If the batch of "dead things" can be converted into weapons and equipment, how much of a blow will it cause to the Japanese?

This is the underlying core logic of Zhang Junchang's willingness to help Tang Dao in this way, not just a superficial reason such as brotherhood.

With such a tacit understanding, the two lieutenant generals are naturally sure that after Tang Dao mentions this batch of silver, it doesn't need to bother to transport it out of Tianjin, and it can be digested on the spot.

The remaining amount paid to the German arms company alone is as high as millions of silver dollars. As for the rest, the two lieutenant generals of the army certainly don't have to worry about it. With their understanding of Tang Dao, there is only money that is not enough to spend, so how can it not be spent?

The two middle-aged uncles had sharp eyes. While General Song was sighing endlessly, Tang Dao's head was spinning rapidly on how to spend this huge wealth worth 20 million silver dollars.

Westerners want money, but the place he is about to go to lacks everything, from industrial equipment and weapons to clothing, food, and salt. There is really nothing to exchange!

As for how to transport these things from Tianjin to the mountainous area, the two lieutenant generals of the army don't care so much. Giving Tang Dao the right to use these materials is already the limit of what they can do.

This is both trust and a test for Tang Dao.

It is not a personal test of Tang Dao, but a test given by this era.

In other words, the test exists for all Chinese people at present.

Because, for China, which is already completely at a disadvantage at this time, only by turning the impossible into the possible can there be a possibility of winning this war.

Otherwise, the whole of China will sink in darkness.

And Tang Dao, because he has the guide of history, he is extremely confident.

His predecessors had succeeded before, and he could do the same.

Although the Japanese army was advancing vigorously at this time, they were not a monolithic entity. They had many internal contradictions and would look ahead and behind. They were afraid to use force against the old industrial powers in the West. Seeing the Chinese being beaten so badly on the battlefield, they were naturally arrogant, but they were also timid in front of the golden-haired people.

If there was a flaw, it was Tang Dao's opportunity. It depended on how Tang Dao found it.

Seeing the unparalleled confidence flashing in Tang Dao's eyes, General Song was even more curious, but his reserve made him not ask again, hoping that Tang Dao would tell him the answer himself.

Obviously, he was destined to be disappointed.

"Commander Song, the war in Xuzhou is about to start. What are your plans for the war in Henan Province?" Tang Dao took the initiative to change the subject.

Hearing Tang Dao mention the war in Henan Province, General Song's face suddenly became gloomy.

It's not that he, the general commander of the army, disdains to discuss the war with Tang Dao, a small colonel, but that since he took office as the commander of the First Army, except for the victory over the enemy in Cheng'an County in November last year, all other battles have been defeated.

In less than three months, the three armies under his command were defeated by the Japanese army. Not only did they lose the vast North China, but they could not even hold on to the Yellow River in Henan Province. Before the New Year, they retreated to Xinxiang, which is only 100 kilometers away from Zhengzhou.

If he retreated again, he would have to retreat to the vicinity of Zhengzhou, where the war zone headquarters is located. At this time, Tang Dao's question about the war was undoubtedly a poke in his heart.

"The front-line war is complicated. It is not only about the Japanese offensive, but also about the internal coordination of the war zone. It is not something that my First Army can decide." General Song was silent for a moment and gave Tang Dao an ambiguous answer.

Tang Dao sighed slightly.

This man, after all, was unwilling to face his own failure, but hoped to shift the responsibility to the war zone.

Tang Dao was naturally not as interested in the war in Henan Province as he showed. He knew, of course, that the Japanese attack on Henan Province would basically end here. In four months, the Huayuankou section of the Yellow River would be completely blown up. Even if Zhengzhou was right in front of them, the surging Yellow River water would carry the bodies of hundreds of thousands of civilians and become a natural barrier for the Japanese tanks and artillery.

Tang Dao originally wanted to remind him that he must not concurrently serve as the deputy commander-in-chief of the First War Zone because of the favor he had given to him, as he had taken out the wealth of the 29th Army. Although it seemed like a promotion, once this position was given to him, the principal would disband the First Army on the pretext of losing battles. By then, he would completely lose control of the front-line troops.

His personal ambition to lose military power and his ideal of revenge for his country were far away from him, which was the main reason for his death.

But character determines fate. Faced with this attitude of not wanting to discuss the war too deeply, Tang Dao could only be quite helpless.

After all, no matter how famous he was, he was only an army colonel, while this was an army general. He did not scold him for meddling in other people's business, which was already for the sake of Zhang Junchang's face.

"Commander Song, due to military duties, Tang Dao and the Four-Line Regiment cannot assist the friendly forces in resisting the enemy on the front line, but the supplies are still sufficient. On this New Year's Day, we specially donate 10,000 catties of meat, 20,000 catties of rice and flour, 8 heavy machine guns, 10,000 bullets, 4 mortars, and 500 shells to the friendly forces of the First Army!" Tang Dao thought about it and could only express his feelings to this person from a material level.

Although the supplies are not much, it is enough for this person to reward his officers and soldiers and boost morale.

Admiral Song raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gloomy face softened instantly.

In the past, the mere 20,000 catties of rice and flour, 10,000 catties of meat, 10 heavy machine guns, and 4 mortars would certainly not be put in the eyes of him, the "King of North China", but this time is different. The 100,000 troops that he has worked hard to build are now less than 50,000, and the foundation of North China has been cut off. The military rations available to him, the commander-in-chief, are only enough to ensure that his officers and soldiers can barely get enough food and clothing.

On New Year's Day, he was unable to prepare a bowl of dumplings for each officer and soldier. He only gave each person a white steamed bun and a bowl of cabbage soup with a few leaves floating in it.

The morale of the entire army was extremely low. In the few days from New Year to today, more than 200 soldiers escaped and were caught, and that was only one-third of the deserters.

The gift of Tang Dao was timely, and even for his First Army, it was no less than the withdrawal warrant he gave to Tang Dao.

After all, 20 million worth of silver looked tempting, but that was surrounded by the Japanese army.

It was like a person who was starving to death, and there was a big piece of fat meat in the distance that could feed him and make him live happily for the rest of his life, but the premise of occupying the fat meat was to successfully pass through the wolf pack and bring the meat back.

To put it bluntly, it was just a mirage, it looked good, but it was actually useless, even if Tang Dao looked quite confident.

"This" Admiral Song stroked his thick beard under his chin which had not been shaved for many days, and wanted to express his gratitude.

But for a person who has been in a high position for a long time, it is no problem to say thank you because of brotherhood, but it is extremely difficult to say thank you to a subordinate who is several levels lower than him for a little material supply.

Suddenly thinking that Tang Dao's subordinates will sneak into Tianjin sooner or later, an idea came to his mind, and he patted his head, "So, the hand order I just issued was at the request of Xu Chen, and it was prepared for my war in China. You, Captain Tang, are so generous, how can I, Song Zheyuan, take advantage of you young people, I have two private properties in Tianjin, just as my return gift."

Without giving Tang Dao a chance to say anything, he returned to his desk, took out two deeds from the file bag and slapped them in front of Tang Dao.

Tang Dao saw that the two properties were located in the British Concession, and one of them was a two-story building, with an area of ​​763 square meters alone.

If it is true, then for Tang Dao, it is the best place for him to send people to sneak into Tianjin.

Seeing Tang Dao's eyes lingering on the largest property, General Song's eyes were slightly melancholy, and he said softly: "This property has 21 buildings and 8 bungalows. My wife also spent a lot of effort on the decoration. It is just right for your troops to enter Tianjin. There is also an old housekeeper there. You take my land deed and warrant. He has been with me for nearly 15 years and will cooperate with you very well."

Tang Dao naturally didn't know that since entering North China in 1932, this representative of the Northwest Army bought this house. The Song family has lived in this house for five years. Even though it is now empty, handing this house to Tang Dao is undoubtedly giving him his own home, which shows his gratitude to Tang Dao for giving him a gift in times of crisis.

However, as a general of the army, he couldn't even protect his own home. The depression in it is hard to describe.

Tang Dao stood up and saluted straight: "Sir, Tang Dao has no way to repay your gift, but Tang Dao can assure you that these two houses are only kept for you. When Pingjin returns to our country in the future, these two houses will be returned to the Song family in their original state. Please take care of yourself, no matter how big the setbacks are, you should always think of the country, and you will definitely see the victory of China with your own eyes."

"Haha! It's good that you have this intention. The ownership of these houses will be decided when the whole territory of China is recovered!" Seeing that Tang Dao was very serious, General Song smiled and waved his hand, without commenting.

After six consecutive months of defeat, he has lost his determination to win. Being able to defend half of the country is his greatest expectation, not to mention the counterattack on the two big cities of Pingjin, so he didn't take Tang Dao's promise too seriously.

This also caused him to overlook a detail. Tang Dao didn't say to return it to him, but to him as the owner. That was also Tang Dao's quiet reminder to him.

If he had remembered Tang Dao's words at this moment and been able to keep calm after leaving all his military posts, he would not have died of depression at the age of 55.

However, a person's character is already determined, how can it be easily changed because of Tang Dao's words?

But Tang Dao attaches great importance to promises. This general who will eventually die of illness may not have thought that his house, which would have become a big hotel in China in the future, changed its fate because of his generosity at this moment. Not only has it been preserved until after the war, but it was also handed over to his descendants by Tang Dao himself, until it finally became a memorial hall, displaying all the contributions made by this army general to China's war of resistance after he entered Pingjin, which can be regarded as an affirmation of him by future generations.

Life and death have not changed, but he has left his name and his story under the sky of Chinese history after all, which can be regarded as a kind of struggle against fate!

Tang Dao walked out of the First Army Headquarters with two hand orders and land deeds signed by the general, looking back at the small village with few lights, and felt a sense of being in another world.

This has become a super-rich man with a lot of money, no, tens of millions of guan, and even has two properties that are more awesome than villas.

Since coming to this time and space, Tang Dao has never been so relaxed.

Tang Dao started out as a junior army sergeant, and was still trapped in the Sihang Warehouse surrounded by the Japanese army. After finally escaping, he was trapped in the small town of Songjiang surrounded by the Japanese Tenth Army. Then he went to Guangde, which was attacked by the Japanese army. Tang Dao was like a super unlucky guy, fighting for his life every minute and every second.

What's worse is that he was not only responsible for himself in the middle. As his rank continued to rise, more and more brothers followed him. He had to be responsible for his brothers. The increasing responsibility fell on his shoulders, leaving him almost no time to breathe. Any negligence could lead to the annihilation of the whole army.

Until now, after continuous killing, evacuation, killing again, and evacuation, he escaped from the meat grinder in the southeast and was about to arrive in the north two thousand miles away.

Although the mountain was terribly barren, the towering mountains could give people enough sense of security. The narrow mountain roads blocked the Japanese artillery and tanks. Both China and Japan entered the era of light weapons on this battlefield, and the combat power was no longer as disparate as on the plains.

The special operations mode of Tang Dao can be fully utilized on such a battlefield.

Of course, the most important thing is that Tang Dao finally felt that he was a rich man for the first time. With money, he could do many things he wanted to do. He could equip all his brothers with German equipment.

The Type 41 mountain gun was a DER. There were more than a dozen Bofors mountain guns in the German arsenal in the Tianjin Concession. Compared with the German-made products, the so-called military products of the Japanese were just scum.

The 75mm Bofors mountain gun produced by the Krupp branch in Sweden has a range of up to 9,000 meters and weighs only more than 700 kilograms. It can be pulled by two mules or disassembled into 8 large pieces and carried by 8 mules. Its accuracy is two levels higher than that of the Type 41 mountain gun.

By then, the heavy firepower of an artillery company of the Four-Line Regiment can even make a Japanese artillery regiment cry.

What's the Type 92 heavy machine gun? Although the large-scale imported MG34 is not as powerful as its future brother MG42, its rate of fire far ahead of the current global machine guns can let the Japanese know that their so-called first industrial level in Asia is really just a little brother in the world.

Moreover, with this batch of silver as a foundation, Tang Dao's ambition is no longer just ready-made weapons and equipment. He also wants to buy machine tools, planers, milling machines and other equipment related to mechanical manufacturing, and even researchers.

Germany, the United States, Charlie, the Bear, China, Tang Dao has a list of researchers who will shine in the future in his mind. As long as there is money, equipment, and enough respect and the temptation of leaving a name in history, Tang Dao believes that most people will take the bait.

By then, not to mention semi-automatic rifles, even fully automatic rifles, MG42 widow-making machines, rocket launchers and other good guys will appear on the battlefield in northern China.

Terauchi Juichi, Bin Shanyuan, Tada Shun, Okamura Ningji, Okabe Naozaburo, Shimomura Sada, you bastards, wash your butts and wait for me! I am here.

The few people Tang Dao silently remembered in his heart were the commanders of the Japanese North China Front Army. None of them was a good bird. During the years in office, each of them left a huge trauma to the military and civilians in North China.

Tang Dao dreams of seeing them raging but unable to kill him. Of course, if there is a chance, Tang Dao doesn't care about adding a few more names to the list of Japanese generals who died in the war.

Tang Dao rides on a galloping horse, and his slightly immature thoughts caused by his sudden wealth continue to spread like the thick night.

Erya, who is holding a flashlight, looks at her boss with worry, and her face is happy and gnashing her teeth.

This is not normal, sir! Could it be that the commander of the First Army sent him a beautiful woman? He wants to accept her but is afraid of being beaten by Tan Tai reporter when he returns?

Otherwise, why would the sir send meat and rice to the First Army? This is not in line with his normal state.

Rumor has it in the army that our Tang Tuanzuo has always been a Pixiu, who only takes in and never spits out!

Erya couldn't help but feel confused. If that's the case, should he persuade or not? Tan Tai reporter has such deep feelings for him, the sir can't be unfair to her!

"Oh no! I forgot something!" Tang Dao suddenly slapped his forehead in annoyance.

"Commander, let's hurry back! Just forget about that matter, don't upset Captain Tan Tai, Mr. Tan Tai is still in the regiment!" Erya subconsciously advised.

"What a mess, what does this have to do with Mingyue?" Tang Dao glared at his confused orderly.

Looking at the darkness in the distance, Tang Dao gritted his teeth and said: "These old foxes like to dig holes and bury their own people. Why haven't they been so smart in dealing with the Japanese?"

Erya was confused, isn't it because of the beauty?

Of course not, Tang Dao, who was letting himself go, just realized that he was silently tricked by a big boss.

He is still too young after all!