Chapter 210 How about sinking a ship here? (The third update!)

Alberts was indeed confused. He didn't know what the other party was thinking.

He is just a small colonel, how could he say such things?
What do you mean you can provide weapons?
Are you able to provide weapons?
Reselling US military weapons?

Just that little bit?
How much can be resold?

A battalion or a regiment?

Or a division?

What can this weapon do?

Don’t you know the power of the British Empire?
If the other party has a production line, we can consider cooperation.

Just that little thing and you're thinking of cooperating?

This guy really can't figure it out.

Perhaps he could see the other party's doubt, Cun Yunsheng seemed very calm. After all, he was very weak now.

Moreover, it does not have its own arsenal, and the outside world's impression is that its weapons are all obtained from the US military.

Therefore, the best way is to set up your own weapons production line.

But these are things to be discussed later. Right now, the priority is to make the cooperation a success.

After all, Persia was not originally included in his plan.

But the appearance of Alberts made Cun Yunsheng feel that it was worth a try, so he thought about modifying part of the plan.

That is to completely mess up Persia first and make the British army completely chaotic. Without oil, the main artery, the Royal Fleet would not be as arrogant as it is now.

And once Persia starts to resist and declares neutrality, the situation of the British army without oil will become very interesting.

It’s not that the British army will be without oil.

After all, as mentioned before, the thing the Allies lack the least is resources.

Especially the US military, which has terrifyingly abundant oil resources.

Therefore, even if this major artery is lost, it will not affect the overall advantage of the Allies at all.

At most it's a little difficult.

More importantly, once Persia succeeds, it means that more countries will follow suit. At that time, the colonial system established by the British army will completely collapse, and the British army will completely become a third-rate country without blood transfusion.

Thinking of this, Cun Yunsheng's eyes revealed a hint of madness.

If you're going to do it, just go completely crazy.

Make the situation even worse.

"Mr. Alberts, do you think we can't provide more weapons and equipment?" Cun Yunsheng chuckled.

"Yes, although the US military is behind you, how many weapons can you provide? One regiment? Or two regiments? What can these weapons do? Do you know how many troops we have? How many weapons do we need?" Alberts waved his hand and admitted.

"Oh? I wonder how much you need?" Cun Yunsheng still seemed very calm, without the slightest panic.

"Not many, but it's not something that can be dealt with by just a few hundred sticks either." Alberts said expressionlessly.

"How many do you want? Ten thousand? Fifty thousand? Or one hundred thousand?" Cun Yunsheng sneered.

If you really want to ignore it, 10,000 or 20,000 sticks a month will definitely be no problem.

Not to mention, he has a trump card in his hand.

Meng Fan, who was standing next to him, was panicked.

Is our group leader crazy?
One hundred thousand rifles?
Do they have so many weapons?
So far, only about 30,000 to 40,000 rifles have been sold.

Where did the 100,000 sticks come from?
"Hiss, one hundred thousand is really too many, but we need at least ten thousand, plus various supporting weapons and ammunition, etc." Alberts shook his head.

One hundred thousand weapons would mean more than ten infantry divisions. We cannot afford to support so many troops.

However, there is still hope if we can regain our share of oil.

"Only ten thousand? I thought it would be much more. It would take at most a month to get them all." Cun Yunsheng said with a sneer.

Now it was Alberts' turn to be dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this guy could actually provide so many weapons?
Is this true or false?

It can't be fake, right?

But looking at the other person's expression, it doesn't seem fake.

Only Meng Fan looked confused. Was his commander really crazy?

"What? You don't believe me? You can come back to pick up the goods in a month, right in Yangon." Cun Yunsheng said lightly.

Seeing that Cun Yunsheng didn't seem to be joking, Alberts pondered for a while and then said uncertainly.

"If we can really provide 10,000 rifles, we can indeed achieve deeper cooperation."

The Japanese army's actions in India did give many colonies a glimmer of hope of getting rid of the British army.

But many colonies were not strong.

If they could really buy weapons, they could indeed try.

"Can you provide artillery or something like that?" Alberts thought for a moment and asked again.

This time, Cun Yunsheng did not answer, because this thing was not so easy to make.

Moreover, the Sichuan Army currently lacks artillery.

It seems like a lot, but it’s actually not much.

Besides, who would complain about having too many artillery pieces?

"Have you ever thought about cooperating with the German army?" Cun Yunsheng did not answer, but asked back.

Hearing this, Alberts was stunned and looked at the other party in surprise.

The other party is actually related to the German army?
Is the person in front of me so wild?
And which side is he on?

For a moment, Alberts was a little confused about which side this guy was on.

"Do you still know the German army?" Alberts said uncertainly.

"Of course I know them. We have a pretty good relationship. I can even introduce you to each other. I believe the German army would be very interested in helping you escape from the control of the British army." Cun Yunsheng said with a smile.

"At the same time, you only have to pay a very small price."

"What's the price?" Alberts asked excitedly.

"Don't worry, it won't be a big price. It's just a very small price, and that is oil. I believe you should also know that the German army is still very short of oil resources. If you can provide oil, I believe the German army will definitely help you." Cun Yunsheng said confidently.

Hearing this, Alberts looked at the other party and then pondered for a while.

"Your proposal is indeed good, but there is a prerequisite, that is, the German army can cross the Suez Canal, otherwise everything will be in vain."

Cun Yunsheng was not surprised at all about this.

If he were the King of Persia, the same conditions would apply.

"Oh? Then do you think the German army can cross the Suez Canal?" Cun Yunsheng did not answer, but asked back.

"It's difficult. The British Empire's Royal Fleet is extremely powerful. They have no hope at all." Alberts shook his head, looking completely pessimistic about the other side.

Cun Yunsheng was not surprised to hear this.

Isn't it the Royal Fleet that allowed the British Empire to dominate the world?
"You are right, but I believe there will always be miracles in this world, and maybe a miracle will happen." Cun Yunsheng said with a smile.

Who knew Alberts shrugged and then spoke calmly.

"Maybe, but since you can provide 10,000 rifles, then this deal can indeed be concluded. I will come to Yangon with oil in a month."

Because Persia was still neutral at this time, their ships could still pass.

"Don't worry, in a month, 10,000 rifles will appear in Yangon. By then, I'm afraid you will have to beg me for help." Cun Yunsheng said confidently. Alberts did not refute this, but shrugged his shoulders, then took the penicillin and left Lashio.

Meng Fanle spoke only at this time.

"Commander, are you crazy? Ten thousand rifles? How can we have so many in stock?"

He knew that a larger number were smuggled north each month, and more than a thousand rifles were sold on the black market.

The current logistics inventory only adds up to more than 4,000 rifles.

These were the weapons they had accumulated by falsely reporting losses.

It is really incredible that they are going to sell 10,000 rifles to the Persians at one go.

"We don't have it, but we can make it." Cun Yunsheng looked calm and did not show any panic from beginning to end.

"Ah? We make it ourselves?" Meng Fan was confused.

How to make it?
Which rifle to build?
What to make it with?
Where are the workers?
They have nothing!

How is this made?
Is the commander really crazy?

For a moment, Meng Fanle felt that this world was really crazy.

"Of course, if we don't build it ourselves, then who else could build it? This is a move that will have to be made sooner or later." Cun Yunsheng said calmly.

"But what can we use to build it?" Meng Fan asked in confusion.

How can we manufacture it when we are poor and have no production equipment?
"A US military officer named Lieutenant Colonel Wendell Fettig is currently on Medan Island. He is an engineer and is proficient in all kinds of machinery. He can help us build a weapons production line and even an aircraft production line." Cun Yunsheng's eyes sparkled when he talked about the legendary figure in later generations.

This guy is truly a legend.

For three whole years, Fettig was isolated overseas and fought against the Japanese army. On the island of Mindanao, the guerrillas under his command annihilated more than 7000 Japanese troops and captured more than 4 people.

It’s a pity that this legendary figure never became a brigadier general until his death.

In the end, he was only promoted to colonel and received a medal from MacArthur.

During the three years of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the guerrilla force he led was built from scratch by him.

Unbelievable!
The truth is even more exaggerated than this.

Originally, Cun Yunsheng had never thought of this legendary figure.

But after seeing Alberts, a crazy plan flashed through his mind, which was to sell weapons to Persia.

The few weapons I have collected are simply not enough.

And now Stilwell was on guard against them.

So plan ahead.

Naturally, I thought of building an arsenal of my own.

But looking around, there are no such talents at all.

As I was thinking about it, I remembered the legendary figure Lieutenant Colonel Fettig on Mindanao Island.

Although this person is Mai Paopao's man, Mai Paopao is not very nice to him.

At this time, I guess he is hiding in some rainforest.

So he still has a chance. Once this guy becomes the commander-in-chief, it probably won't be so easy to get it.

The key issue is that this guy, like Long Wenjian, likes to pretend to be a superior.

Long Wenjian only dared to pretend to be a lieutenant colonel regiment commander, while others directly pretended to be a brigadier general.

It is based on these similarities that Cun Yunsheng plans to send Long Wenjian to bring this guy back.

As for how to get to Mindanao, it’s even simpler.

The An family is quite powerful, so sending a few people to Mindanao is not a problem at all.

More importantly, the Japanese Third Fleet was not stationed in the South Pacific at this moment, so its defense was a little weaker.

If it were before, Cun Yunsheng would definitely not be crazy.

To put it bluntly, the main force of the Japanese army moved westward, leaving the defense here much weaker.

In addition, the location of the US main fleet was provided to the Japanese army, and the navy in the South Pacific was transferred to the vicinity of Guadalcanal, preparing for a decisive battle with the US army.

So, this is a very good opportunity.

As long as he could get Fettig over, he would most likely be able to set up a basic military production line.

Even the steel plant that he had been eyeing could be completed.

"One person can build a production line?" Meng Fan was a little bit unbelieving. Isn't this too ridiculous?
Who knows Cun Yunsheng said lightly.

"Don't worry, a mere production line is not a problem at all. What we need to do now is to get more skilled workers before he arrives."

Hearing this, Meng Fanle just smiled and said.

"That's easy. Let the Military Control Commission help collect it. The war has come to this point and all the raw materials are gone. The workers in the arsenal have nothing to do. As long as we can afford it, they will definitely be willing to come."

"If we can really build a production line, we won't have to beg the Americans for weapons."

Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Meng Fanle's words.

But that’s it!
We still need American equipment. After all, it’s better to have American weapons than to miss them.

What's more, Fettig was MacArthur's man, and Stilwell had a bad relationship with MacArthur.

As long as he could make good use of the relationship between the two parties, he would be able to easily control Fettig.

"Who are you going to send?" Meng Fanle asked curiously.

"Who else could it be? Isn't Long Wenjian in Yangon free recently? He happened to be the one who caused me trouble, so I can ask him to go and bring the person back to me. It happens that both of our experiences are quite similar, so we should have something in common." Cun Yunsheng shrugged and said with his hands spread out.

"What experience?" Meng Fanle asked subconsciously.

"The experience of impersonating a superior." Cun Yunsheng said casually.

Meng Fanle looked at him in dumbfounded. Is there anyone who has the same hobby as Long Wenjian?

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On the other side, the Japanese fleet led by Chuichi Nagumo had begun sailing towards the Red Sea.

In order to make the operation successful, he directly ordered the flag to be changed to that of the Royal Navy.

They even let several captured warships rush to the front.

The purpose was to confuse the enemies on both sides of the Red Sea.

If the Japanese flag was hoisted, it would definitely cause panic among the British army.

"Commander, we will reach the Suez Canal in another half a day." The first mate looked at Nagumo Chuichi and said respectfully.

"Hasn't been discovered by the enemy yet?" asked Nanyun Chuichi nervously.

The success of this operation depends on the surprise attack.

Once discovered by the British army, we would fail.

"No, because we are flying under the British flag, there is no problem for the time being." The first mate said respectfully.

"Commander, I have a suggestion."

"What suggestions?" Nan Yun Zhongyi turned his head and asked in confusion.

"I suggest that we sink a warship or cargo ship in the Suez Canal." The first mate said frantically while looking at the sea in the distance.

　It’s already three o’clock in the morning. I would like to wish you all a happy Children’s Day. May you be eighteen years old every day!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)