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There are countless vehicles and tanks parked on the European battlefield right now. If he doesn't seize them now, when will he?

Once you snatch it, it's yours; no one can argue with that.

"Oh right, and our weapons too. This is the Katyusha rocket launcher from the Soviet Union. See if you can make it. Damn, this thing is a deadly weapon. How could I forget about it?"

With that in mind, he immediately returned to his office, picked up the blueprints, and began drawing. The blueprints were for the Katyusha rocket.

Two and a half hours had passed before they realized it, and when the two saw the blueprints, they were stunned.

"Young Master. Isn't this Su Bei's Katyusha? How did you manage to draw it? Do you know how to make one?"

"The blueprints are finished. The rest is up to you. Send them to the arsenal and have them manufacture them for me. When we fight the Japanese again, we'll use these to blast them to smithereens. We're short on firepower, aren't we? This will be more than enough."

"This, this..."

"Alright, stop overthinking it, let's get ready!"

"Yes!"

With a command given, the blueprints were quickly delivered to the arsenal, and manufacturing began.

It's relatively simple, after all.

After Zhang Tianhao finished his business here, he looked at the two people to the side and said seriously, "All the tanks we seized this time need to be modified. Modify them according to the design drawings I gave you. I will design all the tanks according to various types, and then they can be manufactured in the factory."

"understand!"

Who knows how much Zhang Tianhao is going to steal this time, especially weapons and equipment? Even the two of them felt a chill run down their spines when they heard this.

Over the next three days, Zhang Tianhao went directly to the battlefield and even went to many arms factories to seize a large number of tanks, cannons, and even heavy weapons such as shells.

They even looted all the anti-aircraft guns. When he returned, it was five days later, and the large amount of equipment he brought almost caused Lao Zhao and his companion to lose their composure.

Five hundred and thirty tanks, all of which need to be modified, as well as more than 1,800 cannons, more than 36000 rockets, and a large amount of diesel fuel and other types of shells. The quantity seems to be enormous.

Old Zuo and Old Zhao were both stunned by the sheer amount of supplies Zhang Tianhao had brought back.

"Young Master, you're amazing! You're incredible!"

"Alright, modify this thing entirely according to my requirements. Remove all the armor and replace it with our own design. Don't say anything more."

"it is good!"

The two men also ordered their men to move all the tanks away, and the cannons were disguised, especially the gun carriages, and the models were all modified to be different.

Zhang Tianhao did not return to Shanghai, but continued to rob. This time, he went to Europe and robbed several times, making a round trip every three or four days.

However, Zhang Tianhao also knew the principle of not worrying too much. Now that he had so much equipment, he could wait until he used it all before going to rob another wave. After all, having so much stuff was really quite extravagant.

The right way is to digest things slowly and transform them into your own strength. It's not that if you have something but can't turn it into strength, then you'll lose more than you gain.

Having thought about this, I decided to stay home for the time being, or perhaps go to work in Shanghai.

After all, he still has his letter of recommendation, so going to work now is a good option.

"Old Zhao, Old Zuo, don't look for me for a while. I'll come back to see you every week and take care of some things. I'm planning to go to Shanghai tomorrow."

"Should we go in the evening or the morning?"

"Don't worry about me leaving in the middle of the night, I'll be fine there."

"it is good."

The three of them sat down and chatted again, but this time none of them smoked. It wasn't that they didn't want to smoke, but the place was full of bullets, making it too dangerous.

"Young Master, should we set up a dedicated rocket artillery unit for this kind of Katyusha rocket launcher so that we can train it more professionally?"

“That’s right, we do have that plan. We can take the two regiments with the highest level of education from the front-line military camps, and then find some college students to join them. Then we can start training.”

"That's true. This thing isn't very accurate, but if you're at a similar distance and then get a barrage of fire, it's hard to survive." Looking at a rocket launcher vehicle with at least sixteen rockets on it, and dozens of them placed together, you can almost imagine how horrific the outcome would be.

Fifty vehicles would mean 800 shells. If you count them, once they're fired, the entire enemy position in front could be turned into ruins.

The more I think about it, the more exaggerated it seems. Although the consumption was a bit high, I still made a profit overall.

……

"Tianhao, are you really going to Shanghai tomorrow?"

He Qiao'er looked at it and asked a question with some reluctance.

"We really need to go there. If we don't go soon, they'll postpone it, which will be troublesome. After all, tomorrow is the ninth day of the lunar month, and we have to go back to work on the tenth."

"Okay, when are you coming back?"

“During normal leave, I come back about once a week. If you need me, just let Lao Zhao know and he will notify me, you know that.”

"it is good!"

"You're not going out tonight, are you?"

"I won't be going out, but I'll leave before dawn. I'll have time to spend with you, so don't worry."

"it is good!"

"But you must be extremely careful on your journey!"

"By the way, Tianhao, you don't need to worry about things at home. All you need to do now is focus on your own things, really."

"I know! Thank you."

……

On Wenjianshi Road in Shanghai, Song Wen sat in her own courtyard, looking at her maid, her expression remaining largely unchanged.

He's doing pretty well now. He's been taking the traditional Chinese medicine Zhang Tianhao gave him for almost a month, and he can clearly feel that his body is much better than before.

However, Zhang Tianhao hasn't arrived yet, and she doesn't know much about her own body.

"Xiaoyue, what day of the month is it today?"

"Miss, it's already the ninth day, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Tian hasn't been back for a long time, almost a month, right?"

"It's been one month and three days. Is there anything you need?"

"No, call me sister, Xiaoyue. Now that the household registration has been transferred, you are my younger sister, understand?"

"Okay, sister."

"That's right. Xiaotian doesn't want you to overthink it. He bought you because he felt sorry for you and your family wasn't doing well, so he brought me out."

"Sister, I know!"

"Alright, is my medicine ready?"

"It's ready. Would you like to drink it now?"

"Bring it out; I'll drink it in a bit."

"it is good!"

Xiaoyue brought the bowl of medicine out of the kitchen, placed it on the table, and then went to read a book. (End of Chapter)