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An hour and a half later, Zhang Tianhao also stepped off the plane. Looking at the unfamiliar city in front of him, a hint of joy appeared on his lips.

"Factory, here I come!"

That wicked smile made his expression turn strange, and it made him even more charming.

With a few leaps, he vanished from the spot.

Following his message, a considerable number of German troops soon appeared, searching for the plane they had just seen.

However, it was already dark, making it quite difficult to see the surroundings clearly.

"Has the plane still not been found?"

"no!"

"What about people?"

"We didn't find it either!"

"Damn it, keep searching! You have to find that plane and see if it's one of those bastards they sent. You have to catch them."

"Yes!"

While the German soldiers searched everywhere, Zhang Tianhao had already landed steadily on the outskirts of the city and began heading towards a factory.

Nowadays, factories mainly produce weapons and ammunition, so naturally, he didn't hold back. All the materials and machines in the factory were moved away, leaving nothing behind.

Wherever they went, it was like bandits entering a village, making everyone's scalp tingle.

Unfortunately, apart from the guards at the entrance, there was no one else here.

The factory was robbed, but the security guards at the gate had no idea.

After one factory was emptied, he then found a second and a third. After all, from high above, he could see the situation of the factories in the area from afar, so he naturally had no intention of holding back.

Although the machine is a bit old, it's still usable. I don't know which small country it's from, but there's no way to stop a madman like Zhang Tianhao.

Pharmaceutical factories, steel mills, ammunition factories, clothing factories, chemical plants, cement plants, and various raw material factories—he single-handedly handled seven or eight factories.

Looking at the space, which was almost full, he felt exceptionally happy.

Next, it's time to make money.

That's right, he's trying to make money; he really has no money left.

Compared to others, it's no exaggeration to say that he could empty a national bank all by himself; in fact, it would be quite easy.

In addition, he found a bank in this small country and infiltrated it all by himself.

With over ten tons of gold and banknotes from various countries, his wallet bulged again after this, even if it wasn't as full as before, it was still incredibly bulging.

However, he was not satisfied and continued flying to other cities, needing to find a larger city to rob again.

When the next day dawned, he was still full of energy.

And they boarded a plane and flew directly back to China.

Overnight, he looked at the space, which was almost full, and he couldn't have been happier.

He took out the breakfast he had prepared earlier and looked down at the earth.

Not only that, but there was also a large quantity of canned goods and meat; it all seemed like a huge amount.

While he was having a good time, discussions about him in China reached new heights once again, as he once again entered the public eye.

There were people who admired him, respected him, and even had mixed feelings, but none of them felt ashamed of Zhang Tianhao's behavior.

After all, being able to transport supplies home is a victory in itself, even if it's just a single screw.

After all, China lacks everything, and now that we have Zhang Tianhao's machines, who knows how many good things we can produce.

It was the second day of the Lunar New Year, and He Qiao'er and Tao Jie were playing with their children on the street when they also heard the story about Zhang Tianhao.

The two women went straight to a teahouse and sat down, drinking tea while listening to the gossip of these people, since it concerned their own men.

"You don't know, I heard that Mr. Zhang is a reincarnation of a god. Others tried everything but couldn't get their hands on the things they wanted, but he did it with ease."

"No, Mr. Zhang is truly capable. Didn't you hear? He killed over five hundred assassins single-handedly and brought back a large amount of weapons and equipment from abroad. This has greatly strengthened our northern Jiangsu region. Let's see if these Japanese devils dare to come and cause us trouble."

"Sigh, I'm always hungry. What can we do? Food supplies are dwindling, and we'll have a hard time getting enough to eat in the future."

"Get lost. I know you too well. When you fled here, you didn't even have a decent set of clothes. You should be satisfied with what you have now."

"Yes, things are indeed quite difficult here in northern Jiangsu right now. Everyone can understand that, after all, we have to fight a war and there isn't much food. It's worth it for everyone to work hard."

"That's right. Mr. Zhang didn't ask us to halve the price. I guess the difficulties in northern Jiangsu are really quite significant, otherwise he wouldn't have done this."

"Don't you know? In the areas occupied by the Japanese, it was hard to even get a hot meal. We're already grateful to Mr. Zhang that we're not starving to death."

"Yes, everyone understands. Even if we reduce it by another 20%, it won't matter. Everyone can accept it. After all, life is relatively stable now. I don't want to live a life of fleeing again."

"Who isn't like this? This time, no one has any grievances. Of course, there are some people who do have grievances. After all, those people are used to living a life of luxury. Now, suddenly being cut off is really not something they are used to."

“They’ve never suffered hardship. If they haven’t suffered hardship, what are they thinking about?”

"Yeah."

"By the way, some people over there are planning to donate some of their grain, and they'll only keep enough for their own consumption at home."

“Yes, how come I didn’t think of that? I also went to donate grain to the people on our main street. Without grain, what’s the point of fighting on the front lines?”

"Alright, in a while, my son will be old enough to join the army, so I'll send him to serve too. At least we're in a better place now, thanks to Mr. Zhang. We have a house to live in and food to eat, what more could we ask for? If I were twenty years younger, I would join the army too."

"Haha, have tea, have tea!"

"Yes, let's have some tea!"

"By the way, I heard that Mr. Zhang himself, as well as everyone at headquarters, had their pay cut by 30%. Is that true?"

"That's true, there's no lie. All the grain is registered. Unless you find food from outside yourself, you can only get that much grain."

He Qiao'er and Tao Jie, who were standing to the side, listened to the conversation of these tea drinkers, and their smiles became even wider. After all, it was rare for Zhang Tianhao to be so popular.

Moreover, given the current situation, the amount of grain they receive is indeed 70% of what it used to be.

Of course, this situation is only temporary. Once northern Jiangsu recovers, the grain supply will be able to return to normal.

They exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh. (End of Chapter)