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Zhang Anping sat down against the wall, breathing heavily. His brand new military uniform was already in tatters, and there were bandages wrapped around seven or eight places on his body. From a distance, he looked like a mummy.

Unfortunately, this is a battlefield. Whether it's a mummy resurrected from the dead, a ghost coming out of the body, or a werewolf or vampire, they all have to squat with their heads in their hands and become the sons of grey.

"Finally finished."

Zhang Anping was breathing heavily, his tired eyes swept over the commando members who had been following him on the front line for nearly ten hours.

When we went out with him in the morning, there were a total of 25 rangers. Now there are only seven left. As for their current appearance, they are the same as him, and they all look like they can scare away any evil spirits that crawl out.

The good news is that the field hospital is housing nine members of the team;

The bad news is that the field hospital only accommodates nine team members.

Zhang Anping sighed secretly, a clay pot is bound to break in the well, and a general is bound to die in the battle.

Perhaps seeing the sadness in Zhang Anping's expression, a Ranger said with a smile:
"Instructor, the Japanese lost not only their wife but also their soldiers this time. I think they are about to cry now."

Zhang Anping had analyzed the current situation to the soldiers fighting on multiple positions and explained the reasons for the Japanese's crazy attack. Now they not only held their positions, but also kept the Japanese army here for the entire day.

Not only has the Japanese failed to take over the concession, they have also lost the French Concession, South City and the urban area. To say that they have lost both the lady and the soldiers is an understatement.

"Haha, it would be wonderful if the Japanese could cut a few people to death by dissecting them!"

"Don't mention it. Given the situation in Shanghai, it wouldn't be too much to dissect two or three generals, right?"

"It's not an exaggeration, it's really not an exaggeration."

The rangers discussed excitedly despite their fatigue. Zhang Anping became interested and said excitedly:

"Two or three cuts are a bit too few. We need to add some materials to promote it and cut more."

"Instructor, how do we add materials? Can you tell me first?"

The rangers curiously crawled around Zhang Anping, surrounded him and waited for his story.

Zhang Anping thought about it, then smiled and said, "This is easy. Let's just publish a reflection on the Shanghai campaign."

"Reflection?"

Everyone was extremely curious. Could one piece of reflection lead the Japanese to dissect a few more generals?
Zhang Anping said:

"For example, we could say that we did not expect that the officers of the Japanese Security Command were so selfish that, in order to keep their positions, they would rather wait for several battalions that were difficult to turn back than ask for help from the Invasion Expeditionary Force Command!"

"For example, we didn't expect that the Kawasaki United looked fierce, but was actually a bunch of rotten tofu. If we had known this, we wouldn't have had to carefully prepare three lines of defense."

"In addition, we can also talk about how we overestimated Tu Feiyuan, which led to us being constrained in our planning and not having enough time to implement many plans. If we had known that Tu Feiyuan was just a donkey dung egg with a shiny surface, we wouldn't have had to be so constrained."

"Finally, we have to criticize ourselves severely for our inadequate intelligence work and our failure to detect the serious decline in the Japanese army's combat effectiveness in time, which resulted in our failure to face up to the enemy's weakness even though we had superior forces at hand."

The rangers were dumbfounded.

They knew that these were naturally sarcasm, but if the news reached the Japanese, it would not matter whether they sarcastically opposed it or not. What mattered was that the Japanese army's ass was exposed.

The Japanese devils are so ashamed that they can't even sheath their swords. Would it be reasonable to cut open a few more of them now?
One team member murmured, "Is this the power of the pen?"

They had worked hard to plan many times, but had never killed a single Japanese general directly. But with just one blow from their instructor, they killed at least three or four!
"Tall! Instructor, you are really tall!"

"It should be said to be poisonous. Really poisonous - but the more poisonous it is to the Japs, the better!"

Zhang Anping laughed and scolded:

"Alright, alright. When it comes to flattery, you gunmen are far behind. Stop doing these useless things in the future and think more about how to fight the war."

The Rangers burst into laughter, and the two who had just flattered them muttered:

"This is just flattery."

Zhang Anping laughed when he heard this, then turned his head to look at the alley entrance: "Have you seen enough of the excitement? If you have, send us back."

At the entrance of the alley, Wang Tianfeng stood there like a statue, quietly looking at the people in the alley.

After hearing Zhang Anping's words, Wang Tianfeng waved his hand, and a stretcher team rushed out from behind him and headed straight into the alley.

Zhang Anping waved his hand:

"I don't need them. Just carry them."

The Rangers rejected it without hesitation:
"No need for that, let's just go back like this."

The medical soldier leading the stretcher team looked at Zhang Anping in embarrassment. Zhang Anping waved his hand again: "If they want to go, let them go. You guys go and do your work first."

"Instructor, we are leaving first."

The rangers helped each other to get up, and staggered away into the depths of the alley.

Seeing Wang Tianfeng still standing at the entrance of the alley like a statue, Zhang Anping shouted angrily: "What are you still standing there for? Help me."

Wang Tianfeng approached and wanted to pull Zhang Anping up, but seeing that Zhang Anping was bandaged like a dumpling, he leaned over and hugged Zhang Anping to help him up. After helping him up, he squeezed out a word from his mouth:

"Show off."

"Tsk, this is called Liu Bang being shot by an arrow."

"Want to be the King of Han?"

"Old Wang, I find that your heart is black!"

Wang Tianfeng showed a very natural smile and did not respond to Zhang Anping's accusations, but supported Zhang Anping as they shuttled through the alleys and ruins.

During this time, Wang Tianfeng whispered:

"I'm afraid the Japanese army will mobilize heavy troops next."

He knew that Zhang Anping had been "hiding" and cooperating with the Japanese to limit the situation to the International Settlement.

But after this time of looking back and taking out the money, it is naturally impossible to continue to "hide".

"Ah."

Wang Tianfeng looked at Zhang Anping strangely. "What are you thinking about next?"

"Isn't this learning from you?"

Wang Tianfeng was not hit critically, and Zhang Anping seemed to be in a good mood now. It seemed that he had an idea of ​​what to do next!

Zhang Anping was a little resentful that he did not "hurt" Lao Wang - just like Lao Wang thought, he now knew what was going on even though he was blind.

"I won't tease you any more. You will be responsible for a few things from now on. Let's sit down first and go back after we're done."

Zhang Anping signaled Wang Tianfeng to put him down.

Wang Tianfeng put him on the steps and then sat down side by side with Zhang Anping.

"We have some money now, but we probably won't be able to keep it when we return, so we have to prepare in advance."

Have some money?
For the first time, Wang Tianfeng began to waver in his concept of money.

Shanghai is the largest city in the Far East, and the various banks owned by the great powers in Shanghai are countless.

In order to prevent the assets of these banks from falling into the hands of the Japanese, he went to each bank in person to "protect" them on the orders of Zhang Anping.

He could not give an exact figure - in February of this year, the United States provided the Nationalist government with a loan (mortgage) of fifty million U.S. dollars, and the bank assets (currencies of various countries, gold) he protected must have exceeded this amount.

Now that "property protection" has been launched in the urban area and the French Concession, the final result may be less than what was gained in the International Settlement, but it will definitely not be less than a loan of 50 million US dollars.

"These foreigners are like idiots facing the Japanese butcher knife, but since the money is in our hands, they will definitely rack their brains to get it back.

As for the underground party, there was no trouble in their cooperation with us this time, but when it comes to this small goal, it would be strange if they were not tempted.

It is impossible to spit out what you have eaten, so we need to find a way to destroy it reasonably."

Although Wang Tianfeng didn't understand the specific meaning of the small goal, he knew that Zhang Anping was talking about money. He stared at Zhang Anping without moving his eyes.

Money can move people’s hearts. Faced with huge wealth, will Zhang Anping be tempted?
Is Zhang Anping's arrangement really fair?
He knew that Zhang Anping's next words would explain all this.

"We have to delay for another two days. During these two days, you need to secretly transport a batch of gold and cash. Just transport three-quarters of it."

"I'll tell you the specific route later. This money must be secretly sent back to the Third War Zone - don't alert the Third War Zone. I'll have the director send someone to pick it up and send it directly to Chongqing. It must be kept secret."

Three quarters, at least the amount of US loans in February!
Wang Tianfeng nodded slowly and asked, "What about the rest?"

Zhang Anping asked back: "Have you read Journey to the West?"

Wang Tianfeng did not answer, but just looked at Zhang Anping quietly.

"Do you know why Monkey King has so many friends in heaven? The Jade Emperor even gave him a pair of golden eyes."

Wang Tianfeng was stunned. Was Sun Wukong's flaming eyes a gift from Taishang Laojun? Wasn't it made in an alchemy furnace?
"Because he has settled the accounts for the Heavenly Court for many years." Zhang Anping said dimly, "For the remaining quarter, I need the Japanese to settle the accounts for us."

Wang Tianfeng was stunned. After a long period of difficult silence, he whispered:

"A bit much."

Three quarters is at least enough to cover the US dollar loan in February. What about one quarter?
If all of this is destroyed, it will be too much.

Zhang Anping looked at Wang Tianfeng in surprise: "You took away the party and the country's share, what about our own share?"

Wang Tianfeng was relieved, and then he couldn't help but sympathize with the Japanese in his heart - the Japanese were destined to not only not get to drink the soup but also get into trouble.

"The one for the French Concession and the urban area..." Wang Tianfeng asked with concern.

Zhang Anping smiled bitterly: "There has to be something on the surface, right?"

The spoils from the French Concession and the urban area are of course the apparent spoils - but they are bound to be reduced. In times of war and chaos, isn't it normal for the spoils to be reduced?
Without Shanghai, this gold mountain, this dam, this logistics warehouse, will the Loyal Rescue Army not be paid? Will the Loyal Rescue Army not need weapons? Will the Beijing-Shanghai District not need funds for activities?

Anyway, just do things according to Lord Wei's style of confiscating property, and then make a fortune quietly. Once it is a win-win outcome, who would be stupid enough to care about anything else?
Who would let others lift the lid?

Wang Tianfeng felt relieved. Faced with this unimaginable wealth, Zhang Anping's arrangements were indeed very appropriate. Whether it was overt or covert, they were very appropriate. There were reasonable explanations to all parties, and his side would win in the end.

He did not issue a military order, but simply said six words seriously: "Leave this matter to me."

……

Chongqing, Military Intelligence Bureau Headquarters. A private telegram arrived in Lao Dai's hands.

Old Dai, who had been excited for several days, calmly instructed his secretary after reading the telegram:

"Close the door, I want to be alone."

The secretary left tactfully and closed the office door.

Old Dai endured it, held it in, and persevered until he was sure that the secretary had walked very far away. Then he punched the table again and again. Although his hands began to numb from the shaking of the solid wood table, he still punched the table.

But this failed to calm his excited heart. When his fist was about to lose feeling, Lao Dai finally couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed heartily.

If someone saw this at this time, probably eleven out of ten people would think Dai Chunfeng was crazy.

Is Old Dai crazy?
of course not!

This secret telegram was really shocking.

He seemed to be crushed to death by this huge amount of money.

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The telegram was sent by Zhang Anping, and it was sent from a secret radio station in Shanghai, not the command radio station currently used.

In the telegram, Zhang Anping reported to Lao Dai in detail the "seizures" in the International Settlement, and speculated that 70% of the seizures in the concessions might still be found in the French Concession and the urban area.

Zhang Anping reported his arrangement for the money - Wang Tianfeng would secretly escort a sum of gold and cash equivalent to no less than two months' mortgage loan to Chongqing, part of which would be used for "destruction", and part of which would be secretly used as funds for the activities of the Military Control Commission.

Part of the spoils seized in the French Concession and urban areas will become war losses to "subsidize" the Loyal Rescue Army and the Beijing-Shanghai area, and the rest will be handed over to the Party-State in the normal way.

At the same time, in the telegram, Zhang Anping stated that he would transfer funds secretly without telling the underground party. After the underground party gained nothing, they would inevitably "complain" through official channels, so he hoped to get the endorsement of the attendant room.

Old Dai expressed great admiration for Zhang Anping's actions in trapping the underground party, but his evaluation was still hypocritical:
"This brat was so affectionate with me, but he kicked me away. Tsk tsk..."

Then he couldn't help laughing again.

I worked hard to sell opium, worked hard to move supplies between the Japanese-occupied areas and the Kuomintang-controlled areas, and even colluded with traitors and Japanese.

Chugorma, the result is not even as much as the fraction that sticks out from between my nephew’s fingers!

After finally controlling his emotions, Old Dai couldn't help but say:

"Brat, although I knew you had a way to deal with the next trouble, I didn't expect you to use this method. Haha, you are really good!"

What Zhang Anping did this time was earth-shattering.

There are quite a few people who admire him, but there are even more people who criticize him.

First, this is the special national conditions of the Party-State, and second, there are people - or to be more precise, several forces - who are eager to kill Zhang Anping.

After all, this time not only did he offend the foreign masters, but he also teamed up with the underground party. These bastards couldn't say openly that Zhang Shihao had offended the foreign masters, so they kept saying that Zhang Shihao was suspected of being inclined towards the Communist Party.

Old Dai was not worried at all about the accusation of "suspected of leaning towards the Communist Party."

Others may not be clear, but the Chief Chamberlain is clear about his nephew's position.

This accusation, which could lead to death, was just a tickle to my nephew.

The only thing that worried him was the pressure from foreigners.

However, he believed that since his nephew was able to lead 20,000 people back to the Third War Zone, the Chief Aide-de-Camp would not punish him severely for this.

At most, he will be temporarily relieved of his post due to pressure.

But does my nephew rely on his official position?
Do not!
Relying on his abilities, even without a position, my nephew is still a big shot in the Military Control Commission!

But now he understood why his nephew dared to do this.

This money was secretly handed over to the [Chief Chamberlain] - this money would not be recorded in the account, and the [Chief Chamberlain] could use it at will without any restrictions. In this case, how could the [Chief Chamberlain] be willing to punish?

In addition, there is a huge amount of funds coming in to shut everyone up. The [Chief Aide-de-camp] can only raise the board high and then drop it gently. It is impossible for him to even be dismissed from his military post!
Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back any longer.

He forced himself to look gloomy, then opened the door:
"Prepare the car! I need to go to the attendant's room."

When he went to the attendant's room, Lao Dai did not hide the telegram, but presented it directly to the Chief Aide-de-Camp.

Although there was selfishness in the telegram, he did not think that there was anything wrong with this selfishness, not to mention that this selfishness was on the side of the Military Control Commission.

As expected, the first thing the [Chief Aide-de-camp] said after seeing the telegram was:

"Everyone says that my Tiger Soldiers are suspected of collaborating with the Communists. If every capable general who is in collaboration with the Communists can produce such... no, if they can produce even one percent of such results, I would beg them to be in collaboration with the Communists!"

At this time, Old Dai naturally had to act trembling and defend his nephew.

"Yu Nong, don't believe everything you hear. I am not confused. Anyone can be a communist, but my Tiger Guards will never be a communist!"

"You did a great job on this. Well, how about this? You go to the Third War Zone and supervise them, so that they won't pretend to obey you but actually disobey you."

Old Dai was overjoyed and assured the Chief Aide-de-Camp that he would bring back the Party and Country’s brave warriors and their subordinates safely.

……

night.

Zhang Anping, who was supposed to be resting, suddenly got up from the bed, quietly left the temporary rest room, and went to find Comrade Li.

Facing the sudden appearance of Zhang Anping, Comrade Li instinctively said:

"Zhang Qu...Comrade Anping."

He smiled bitterly. He had been used to being humble in front of Zhang Anping for some time. Facing Zhang Anping, he was unable to get out from under the shadow of District Chief Zhang for a moment.

Zhang Anping switched very smoothly and spoke directly: "Commander, to make a long story short, there are a few things we need to unify our statements on."

Comrade Li was stunned. After all, it was very strange to hear the title of Chief come out of District Chief Zhang's mouth. He paused and said, "Sit down and talk - shall I pour you a glass of water?"

"No need, let's get down to business."

Zhang Anping and Comrade Li had basically no private contact. Although they had been in the joint command during this period, the two had no chance to get along with each other in private. It was only because of the special circumstances today that most of the people in the joint command went out to build the forward command that he came here secretly.

"Global Trade has a sum of money for this ship ticket. I privately decided to have someone hand the money over to our American comrades. The United States will join the war next, and the military industry will see unprecedented development. This is a great opportunity."

The American line was personally controlled by Zhang Anping. The comrades he sent to the United States were all under his direct command and had no direct contact with the organization.

Comrade Li smiled and said:
"You decide. You're the expert on money matters, and I have no say."

"The money is a bit much, so I need to report it to you."

"How much?" Comrade Li remembered the shocking price of the boat ticket. After silently calculating it, he realized that this "how much" was actually an astronomical figure.

But money is just money, and huge amounts of money are of no use to the organization, and he knows this better than anyone.

Because money is only useful when it is turned into materials, but in the current circumstances, it is extremely difficult to turn money into materials.

Comrade Li repeated what he had said before and said, "It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

"Yeah." Zhang Anping nodded and talked about the second thing:
"There is another sum of money. The organization will find a way to secretly transfer it - our comrades are too honest."

Zhang Anping's words clearly had a sarcastic tone.

"Too honest?"

"It was the seizure from the concession. I secretly arranged for one of our comrades to take charge of it. But they wanted to report it to me intact. If I hadn't sent someone to suppress it secretly, I don't know how it would have ended."

Zhang Anping explained the details.

Even Wang Tianfeng, the person in charge, was not particularly clear about the spoils seized from the concession. Only Zhang Anping knew the whole story.

Before everything was entered into the account, Zhang Anping secretly took out a portion of the money. The amount was only 30% of the money that Lao Wang was responsible for escorting, but it was all hard currency.

During the wars of the past few years, both China and Japan had shed blood, but the huge wealth was transferred to the great powers such as Britain and the United States through the concessions. Even so, the amount of money Zhang Anping made by digging up the roots this time was beyond imagination.

And as all the accounts are deliberately burned, the money will be covered with a thick smokescreen, hidden deep in the dust of history, and no one will be able to dig it out.

After listening to Zhang Anping's story, Comrade Li's breathing became rapid.

Money that cannot be turned into supplies is just waste paper, but this huge amount of money is of great use to our party’s base!
Comrade Li couldn't help but hold Zhang Anping's hands tightly:

"Comrade Anping, thank you! I won't say anything more. History will never forget your contribution!"

Zhang Anping smiled. The real big fish is actually the money currently flowing to the United States through global trade. With the help of World War II and Mingjing's manipulation, when the United States starts selling arms after the end of World War II, this money will play an unimaginable role.

"And one more thing……"

Zhang Anping talked about the third thing, which was naturally the arrangement of the remaining funds. Although Zhang Anping wanted to hand over all the funds to the organization, to be honest, it was the best option for the money to flow to the National Government.

Although a large number of termites, flies, rats and tigers will benefit from this, in the final analysis, the National Army will still benefit, and no matter what, the National Army is the main force on the front battlefield.

The only hateful thing is that according to the nature of the party-state, it is likely that not even one-third of this money will be used for the national army.

Comrade Li had no objection to this arrangement.

"With this money hanging in the balance, the [Captain of the Imperial Household] will definitely put enough pressure on the Third War Zone, and the success rate of our troops returning will be quite high."

Zhang Anping smiled and said, "Just think of it as a bribe."

Comrade Li laughed. He was actually quite worried about the upcoming evacuation, especially after Zhang Anping stopped "staying put" and occupied the French Concession and the urban area. He thought the danger level would be very high even with the support of the Loyal Rescue Army.

(During the Battle of Songhu, Nanshi was reduced to ruins.)
But Zhang Anping's Jinyuan tactics made his worries disappear.

For the sake of this money, the National Government will not sit idly by and watch the Shanghai Uprising Army be annihilated!
This amount of money is more than enough to replace ten divisions!

"One last thing." Zhang Anping's expression became serious, and even Comrade Li's heart twitched.

"This cooperation will soon come to an end. Commander, please wait for my signal. If I start targeting the organization, you must seize the opportunity and take the troops away."

Zhang Anping said in a serious tone: "Our people cannot go to the Third War Zone. If we go there, given the nature of the Kuomintang, our people will definitely be eaten up."

Comrade Li couldn't help but sigh. It was such a satisfying cooperation, but in the end they couldn't part ways happily. It was really frustrating.

"I understand. I will take this matter to heart." (End of this chapter)