Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

December 1942, 5, Huangshan Villa in the mountain city.

"First War Zone, this is really an ambitious chess move."

"If Mingsan and Keqin's battle plan can be carried out smoothly, then the Eighth Route Army, which has an unstable foundation, will inevitably suffer a great loss of strength and will not be able to get involved in the central and eastern China regions for at least a few years."

"The only thing we need to worry about now is when the enemy's 12th Army will gather its forces to launch a counterattack. Damn it, I really hope that the Japanese and the peasants can perish together, so that I can get rid of two major troubles at once."

A war zone is a combat area planned according to the war situation and needs in order to achieve phased strategic goals.

Although the commanders-in-chief hold a certain degree of autonomy and actual military power, they still need to communicate with the mountain city in a timely manner whenever the troops encounter major events or large-scale battles.

There's nothing we can do about it, because someone is always thinking about taking charge of the overall situation.

Theoretically speaking, even if you have reached the level of De Lin or Bo Ling, you still have the opportunity to experience the charm of the airdrop order yourself.

Adhering to the principle that less is worse than more, General Fei and Mr. Tang, the businessman, immediately sent a request for guidance to their immediate superiors as soon as they drew up the new phase of the combat plan.

At this moment, after carefully reading the telegram sent from the First War Zone, the bald man put down the documents in his hand with sourness and anger.

"The Eighth Route Army really used all means to occupy Henan Province. I never expected that they would actually distribute food to the victims."

"What a pity. Unfortunately, the treasury is insufficient. Otherwise, I would never allow those peasants to be so arrogant. Humph, win the hearts of the people. I want to see how much you have!"

"There are so many victims, we will exhaust you to death this time!"

In theory, it is the responsibility and obligation of those in power to protect the lives and property of the people, maintain social order, and implement emergency rescue during disasters.

However, starting from the spring of 1940, the price of rice in the rear areas of the Kuomintang-controlled areas has been rising sharply, and in some areas there has even been a frenzy of everyone scrambling to stockpile rice.

In other words, the preserved fruits themselves did not have much food in reserve and were completely unable to provide any rescue services in the Yellow River flooded areas.

Of course, whether or not there is inventory is one thing, and whether or not one is willing to spend money on disaster relief is another.

Obviously, the bald man was unwilling to do so. After thinking for a moment, he handed the second document in his hand to the deputy director of the rear service department and the director of the second department of the attendant room in front of him.

"This is a report submitted by the Henan Provincial Security Commander. He said that the disaster in the area is extremely serious and is the most rare in history."

"Do you two have any ideas?"

It’s still an old topic. If you want to make a breakthrough in the preserved fruit business, you must have the ability to read people’s expressions.

Seeing his boss' unhappy face, the officer in charge of logistics suddenly had an idea and replied in indignation:

"I originally thought that the security commander was a kind and honest man, but I didn't expect him to be so disloyal and unjust. Damn it!"

Being able to work as an official in a department with a lot of money, one naturally knows what the boss likes to hear, and can even guess some of his psychological dynamics.

Seeing that his leader showed an expression that showed he was willing to hear more details, he immediately followed the clues and added twisted reasoning to support his point of view.

"Yu Province has been a fertile land since ancient times. Its agricultural conditions have always been among the best in the country. How could such a rich province be constrained by 5 million dan of military rations?"

"So, we cannot approve Commander Li's application. If we reduce it further, the soldiers will starve to death!" The truth is, the common people at the front just need to be prepared to be drafted and pay taxes. But the officers at the rear have to consider many things, such as embezzling military rations, withholding military pay, and reselling military aid.

Sure enough, after listening to the entire statement, the bald man immediately gave an approving expression.

In his mind, the people of Henan Province were just talking tools, and their lives were not important at all. After all, the untouchables were like rabbits, and after one litter died, it would not take long for the second litter to be born.

As if realizing that his eating manners were a bit ugly, the bald man hesitated for a moment and then pretended to express his opinion:

"We should leave some room for error so that we can meet again in the future. We should be considerate of the people at the bottom of society. If the disaster reported by Henan Province is true, then let the First War Zone borrow some food from the warehouse in the rear."

"If it really doesn't work, we can ask the troops at all levels to eat less and call on the soldiers to go on a diet to get relief. This way, the common people will be grateful to Ming San and Ke Qin."

"But you must remember that the above plan is all short-term borrowing. Once Henan Province successfully overcomes the disaster, the borrowed grain must be returned to the First War Zone."

"By the way, when the time comes to collect taxes, we must instruct officials to go out more often to publicize and promote the tax, so as to increase the farmers' enthusiasm for paying taxes."

After he finished speaking, the Deputy Minister of the Rear Service Department and the Director of the Second Department of the Aide-de-Camp spontaneously clapped their hands and cheered. Their extremely exaggerated facial expressions were as if they had seen a rare and extraordinary person in politics.

After a round of flattery, the latter, in order to avoid being overshadowed by his colleagues, deliberately gave the bald man a bad idea.

"Chairman, if conditions permit, we can change the unit of military rations from shi to dabao. The ignorant people only know that the amount of rations collected has decreased, but they don't know that the unit has already changed."

"As for the reputation of the Dang Nation in the future? As long as we take back Henan Province, there will be great scholars who will debate for us."

"Okay, very good! Then make preparations for both situations and go down."

"Yes!"

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Just as the two senior executives were leaving, the cunning gentleman led several capable men to the Huangshan Villa.

After greeting the officer on duty, Boss Dai trotted straight to his leader's office, obviously having some important military intelligence to report.

"Principal! Something big is happening! Something very good!"

"Old Six took advantage of the weakness within the Eighth Route Army and led several experts to launch an assassination operation. This operation not only dealt a heavy blow to Huang He, but also killed more than a dozen important researchers."

"This is the action report, please take a look."

As soon as these words came out, the bald man who was resting with his eyes closed jumped up from his seat. His face was full of excitement, and anyone could taste the feeling of revenge.

However, considering that the Military Intelligence Bureau had a history of lying about military intelligence, he took the document first and began to read it word by word.

When the bald man saw the detailed action report for each step, as well as the personal information of more than a dozen researchers including "Yellow River", he completely believed that what Boss Dai said was true, and excitedly gave the order:
"A great achievement! A great achievement! This is the happiest thing that has happened to me in recent days!"

"Let your Military Control Commission handle this matter. Help Zheng Yaoxian complete the subsequent activities! I only have one request, and that is to give me money and people. Give me the green light!"

"Oh, right, let's sell this information to our allies. They've always been curious about it, so let's use some benefits to get them in return and ask for a high price!" (End of this chapter)