Chapter 21: The Twenty-Ninth Army

  "Five bucks? You're crazy?" The old man's voice suddenly rose.

  "Alas, I wasn't planning on making money from them anyway. You're not unaware of the situation with the Northwestern Army, they're almost bankrupt. And yet, they still have to use a batch of antiques in their possession to offset their debt. As for whether the antiques they have are enough, even I don't know."

  To be honest, I'd rather give these 30,000 sets of military uniforms to them for free, as long as they can hold off the Japanese. You wouldn't want those soldiers to die without even having a decent set of clothes on their backs, would you?" Yang Feng said with a sorrowful expression.

  Liu Haining sat down weakly.

  "Thirty thousand sets, at the current price, you'll probably need to spend tens of millions of dollars. Never mind, although I'm a businessman, I won't fall behind you in this patriotic matter. Five million is fine with me, and I'll help you contact some people, maybe we can still solve part of it." He said slowly.

  Yang Feng was slightly moved, to be honest he really didn't expect such a good thing, but if he took the money it would be a bit unscrupulous. The Empress Dowager's funeral objects are estimated to be worth around 100 million taels of silver, and what Sun Dianying can take out to build relationships is definitely not some ordinary items, at least they must be something valuable. With such things, taking just three or five pieces would probably be enough to make up for his investment of 10 million.

  So he's going to make a fortune this time, if he still wants Lao Liu's money, that would be really shameless.

  "Thank you for your kind intention, uncle. You can keep the money, you need it now too. I can still afford to take out tens of thousands of dollars." He said hastily.

  Liu Haining stared at him for a while, making him feel a bit hairy.

  "Alright, since that's how it is, I won't get involved either. Next time, I'll buy some guns and whatnot to give to them." The old man said with a sip of tea.

  "By the way, Uncle, you also need to help me find someone who understands antiques, and have him accompany me on a trip to Zhangjiakou to appraise the things they have in hand, so I can get an idea of what's going on." Yang Feng said.

  "This is easy!" Liu Haining nodded.

  At this time, the colonel walked out and estimated that he had listened to their conversation for a while. As soon as he came out, he first gave the two of them a salute.

  "Two great kindnesses, 290,000 soldiers of the 29th Army will never forget until their last breath."

  "The general was polite, the rise and fall of a nation is everyone's responsibility. Now that war between China and Japan is imminent, it is time to unite as one and resist the enemy together. What's the point of arguing over trivial matters like money?" Liu Haining hastily stood up and bowed his hands.

  The colonel, dressed in a full military uniform, looked just like a militia patrol on the street, old-fashioned four-color camouflage, armed belt, and if he held a rubber baton in his hand, it would be even more so.

  Yang Fengzheng was mentally complementing his image, while Liu Haining said with a sigh: "Look at this, this is what a real soldier looks like. For twenty years, I've been watching soldiers since the days of President Yuan's small station, and I don't know how many soldiers I've seen, but I've never seen such an imposing uniform. How does it feel to wear it, General?"

  "It's warm, absolutely warm. With this on, even if I sleep in the snow for a night, there won't be any problem." His perspective was naturally different from Liu Haining's.

  "Why is this clothing printed in such a way?" The old man asked Yang Feng.

  "This is called camouflage uniform, invented by Italians, easy to hide when worn." Yang Feng said casually.

  "This is indeed true. Wearing this outfit and lying in the bushes, if one isn't careful, it's easy to be deceived." The Colonel nodded and said.

  The old man's eyes rolled around a few times, seemingly considering something.

  The opening of Jin Yuan Commercial Firm in Beiping caused a stir, as it was the first time an American ambassador had attended the opening ceremony of a Chinese company. The high-end products on display, including down jackets, folding bicycles and expensive sulfonamides, made Yang Feng's name known throughout the city. As a result, his deliberately leaked news about the Yan Huang laboratory also began to attract attention from various quarters.

  About its composition, about its location, and about who else is behind it, all sorts of rumors have emerged, which is exactly what Yang Feng needs. The muddier the water, the safer he hides, and even the most daring guesses will not think that it comes from another time and space.

  The next morning, he set out for Zhangjiakou, now called Zhangyuan. The road was not easy to walk on, and when they arrived, it was already noon. The accompanying Major led the way straight to the provincial government.

  The current chairman of Chahar Province is Song Zheyuan, who has received Zhang's order and is preparing to move his headquarters to Beiping. This is good news for Yang Feng, whose time is tight and has no interest in constantly running to Zhangjiakou.

  The entire 29th Army is now in Zhangjiakou, where he met almost all the high-ranking generals, including Song Zheyuan, Chang Chih-chung, Xiao Zhenying, and three division commanders Feng Zhian, Chang Zizhong, Liu Zuming, as well as five brigade commanders Zhao Dengyu.

  "Come on, come on, brothers don't have much to send off with, let's start with a pair of binoculars each." Yang Feng hugged a big bundle of 62-style military binoculars and handed them out one by one, just like kindergarten teachers distributing apples.

  Tong Lin Ge, who was already familiar with his style, smiled but didn't speak on the side, and then the remaining generals, lieutenant generals, and major generals were almost confused by him.

  Xiao Zhenyan of the General Staff was the first to react.

  "Yang brothers indeed are a down-to-earth person." This old slippery fish, who relied on his super strong activity ability to preserve the remaining Northwest Army at the most difficult moment, said with a smile.

  "My brother is always like this, don't mind him, generals." Yang Feng rubbed his head, with a silly smile on his face.

  "Yang brothers, this telescope is really good stuff, even clearer than my German Zeiss one." Zhao Dengyu exclaimed while holding the telescope and looking around.

  "That's natural, if the goods are not good, how can Brother get them out of hand." Yang Feng thought to himself, I have a coated lens, I don't believe that old Cai also has a coating.

  "The full set of military uniform samples, I don't need to introduce much, anyway, everything Colonel Liu is wearing is here. There are also a few other miscellaneous items that are necessary but no need to mention." Yang Feng said, pointing at the colonel.

  Without him saying, a group of generals had already fixed their eyes on the colonel, and when he said this, they came in spirit, one by one surrounding him, touching here and flipping there, making the colonel at a loss.

  "Everyone, you can just put on a set and try it out for yourself, eh, Colonel Zhao, where are your hands going!" The colonel roared angrily at Zhao Dengyu.

  "Come on, she's not even a woman, what's the big deal about touching you? In the past at the bathhouse, who hasn't touched who?" Zhao Dengyu said with a smile.

  Looking at this rough and heroic Shandong man, the Big Knife Squad launched a night raid on the Japanese army, cutting down two of their top generals. Yang Feng suddenly felt a pang of melancholy for no reason, four years later, he died in battle at the age of 39 with the rank of Lieutenant General.