kingnovel Chapter 936 It’s not about money
Chapter 936 It’s not about money
Then you want to kill yourselves.
George took a deep breath and sat down next to Zhou Weiguo. "Poison gas bombs are hard to make."
Several people looked at George at the same time. Their gloomy eyes made George panic and stammer, "Why...why are you all looking at me like that? Our Empire does have poison gas bombs, but no one dares to touch them, so they are stored in the warehouse."
Which army would have the audacity to distribute poison gas bombs among its own troops? If a war breaks out, will both sides use poison gas bombs against each other? Do they really want people to survive?
"What about the black market?" Zhou Weiguo asked. After all, the black market is a place where you can find everything.
"You don't think we'll allow this local industry to develop too much here. There's no black market for this stuff."
Takeshita Shunya felt that what George said was right. After thinking about it, he said, "Old Zhou, I'm afraid we have to find a solution from within the country."
Zhou Weiguo pondered for a moment and then looked at Ruth and Xu Hu. "Go back and bring back the poison gas bombs. Oh, and the mortar ones."
The poison gas bombs from the field gun were useless, and he couldn't just get a field gun. But the mortar was different. It was easy to carry and easy to buy on the black market.
George's inner shame dissipated a lot. At least, at least this matter was not caused by him, so their life and death had nothing to do with him.
"I'll make arrangements for you two." George quickly interjected. He had to accept the call. If he didn't, he was worried that he would have to return in violation of the rules later, and then he would be asked to do the same thing again. He couldn't afford that.
Ruth and Xu Hu accompanied the transport plane to Mandalay that night. This was to assist in the construction of the mountain city. The agreement clearly stated that the mountain city needed technicians.
After getting off the transport plane, Xu Hu and Ruth did not stop, but asked for a car and went directly to the town where the brigade headquarters was located.
At noon the next day, Xiao Ya, who was eating in the headquarters, saw Ruth and Xu Hu come in.
"Why are you back?" Xiao Ya put down her bowl and asked.
"Madam, the general asked us to come back to get something." Ruth replied, then turned around, took out a letter from her inner garment and handed it to Xiao Ya.
After opening it and taking a look, Xiao Ya said to Jinxiu, who was squatting at the door with Zhao Shoutian for dinner, "Jinxiu, please ask Xiaoye to come back later."
Ono has been very busy in the commercial district recently. He needs to manage the affairs of the shop and negotiate with the Japanese 4th Division for the purchase of supplies, such as military canned food and anti-aircraft machine gun bullets.
Although he was a little tired, it definitely did not affect the smile on his face. Instead of doing nothing, he preferred such days, even if it meant being exhausted to death.
He had long ago given up on the benefits of the Independent Regiment. He had enough money to last him a lifetime, and he didn't need to spend it. The Independent Brigade had everything, so he allocated all that money to the Independent Brigade and Xiao Ya, letting her manage it.
When Jinxiu arrived, Ono was pulling a man whose identity was unknown from the Japanese army and trying his best to sell him two watches, while he was holding a bowl in his other hand.
There were experts on both sides, and the way they chattered really opened Jinxiu's eyes. She didn't disturb them, but just quietly went to the counter, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and sat beside them. She didn't stand up until Xiaoye sold the stuff.
While eating the cold rice, Ono glanced at Jinxiu and asked, "What are you doing here?" He casually threw the cans on the counter to Jinxiu. These were cans that were looted from the Japanese army. They were originally collected to make up the number, but no one sold them, so they had to stay here.
"Madam asked you to go back."
"I'm very busy and don't have time." After saying that, Ono went to the phone. The round trip required fifty or sixty kilometers, which seriously affected his time to make money.
After a phone call, Xiao Ya told him about the situation.
How come he doesn't have poison gas bombs like mortars?
However, he knew that there must be a way in Gangcun. After looking at the bowl in his hand, he put it down, went out, and rode his motorcycle to the Gangcun Brigade to expedite the delivery. The goods needed to be delivered as soon as possible.
Gangcun was having dinner. As the brigade commander, he had his own special meal, with five dishes, a soup, a braised fish and a bottle of white wine.
Ono, who came uninvited, did not hesitate and signaled Gangcun's adjutant to get him a job.
Gangcun was generous to his customers and asked them to order more dishes. He also took out his own collection of white wine.
"Why are you here?" Gangcun asked while eating rice after signaling the irrelevant people to leave.
While eating the rich meal, Ono glanced at him and said, "Poison gas bombs, the kind used in mortars. Hurry up, get me ten within two days."
Gangcun blinked for a moment, then said, "This is not easy to do."
"Give you more money."
"This isn't a matter of money." Gangcun had a vague feeling that there was a conspiracy behind this poison gas bomb, and he had to figure it out, so he added, "We're working together, aren't we?"
Ono looked at Gangcun in front of him. He thought carefully about everything and then sat down next to Gangcun. "Twenty more poison gas bombs, twelve anti-aircraft machine guns, and four flat-fire cannons."
“No money.”
Ono's comment made Gangcun tut and narrow his eyes. "What's in it for me?"
"How about taking a small share of the money London reserves at the Imperial Bank of Delhi? Are you interested?"
Sigh...
Gangcun's eyes narrowed into slits.
The Delhi Imperial Bank was the place where the colonies collected their annual tax revenue. He had no idea how much money was in it, but he knew that even if a tiny amount, like the size of a fingernail, fell from it, he would be so happy that he could fly.
"Yoshi." Gangcun nodded repeatedly. "No problem, leave it to me. Whenever you need it, I'll take care of it."
What a joke. If he didn't go there in person after this incident, what if the other party hid it? That's money.
He can get along with anything, but he will never get along with money.
"Hurry up, they need it over there. Get the mortar gas bombs here first." Ono narrowed his eyes and looked at Gangcun for a moment; "Why don't you report it?"
Gangcun waved his hand; "This is not important."
What's there to report? Money is all that matters. Gangcun looked at Xiaoye with a smile. "I can provide you with what you asked for for free. I can also give you two trucks of medicine and two trucks of canned food, but..."
Xiao Ye, who was eating enthusiastically, looked up at him for a long moment and asked, "Just tell me what you want to say. But there are some things I may not be able to do. Xiao Ya needs to decide. You have to know the rules."