Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 502: Osaka Division, Eyes Open to Money
"You, watch carefully, learn well, and ask if you don't understand. Don't be afraid of embarrassing yourself."

He Songling told Lu Ci: "It's okay to ask a few more questions. The worst thing is to speculate without understanding. If you ask now, it will be embarrassing at best. If there is a problem with the command, everyone's life will be lost."

???

Tang Bingwen typed three question marks, and you're giving me instructions now?
What's the tone of voice, as if Lu Ci had been appointed as the commander of the ten-man battle? Did I skip some plot by fast-forwarding?

"You, you." Having said this, Tang Bingwen couldn't directly take it back and said to He Songling, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't agree with Lu Ci to go to the war." He could only sigh slightly and said, "This is the young master of the Lu family. Aren't you afraid that he will die? The Lu family asked you for him?"

"What are you afraid of? He's not the eldest son. This kid won't be the head of the Lu family in the future. The head of the Lu family has seven or eight sons. The death of one or two of them is not a big deal." He Songling said it so casually, as if this was not the biological son of the head of the Lu family at all, but some kind of action figure.

Lu Ci was still nodding stupidly beside them.

"I can't save you." Tang Bingwen simply gave up. "Okay, let's do this. When the time comes, we'll gather everyone and head to the Northeast. Songling, can you arrange a train or a plane?"

"Let's take a plane. Baldy has been in contact with me regarding aircraft procurement, so it's easy for me to get some planes. You are all extraordinary people, and even if the plane crashes, you all have the ability to save your lives." It is definitely better to take a plane. Going from Sichuan to the Northeast, even with the high-speed rail, is not as comfortable and fast as a plane.

Not only was Lao Zhong's equipment rudimentary in the Far East battlefield, the Japanese actually didn't have any big stuff, and their air defense was very weak. Because they knew that Lao Zhong didn't have many planes, instead of building a complete air defense system, it would be better to use the money to build hundreds more of those thin-skinned toy tanks.

Even if they use fighter jets to fight in the air... Hey, that's even better. Wang Ye, who has learned a little bit of Fenghou Qimen, can also set up a formation in the air. Just look at the fighter jets of the Japanese during World War II. With three or five He Songlings, they will never return.

"Well, I have a question." Lu Ci is really a good student and asks whenever he is asked.

"You ask." Tang Bingwen nodded.

"Master Tang, are you too easy to talk to?" Lu Ci frowned and asked, "Since they know that Senior Brother He has joined the Tang Sect, they still dare to propose such a decisive battle. Isn't this obviously a trap? Are you and Senior Brother He just going to jump into it?"

Lu Ci knew that He Songling was powerful, but he also knew the horror of hot weapons. If He Songling was not afraid of hot weapons, he would have gone to the Japanese headquarters in the morning with a Wushuang, and would not have played house with a group of ninjas.

"Master, it's your decision and I'll just listen." Master Hong also spoke up: "But weren't you really a bit hasty this time, or were you led astray by He Songling? What if this is a trap they set for us..."

What Mr. Hong said was actually very tactful, because this was not like Tang Bingwen's usual style of doing things, but was obviously like He Songling, a psychopath who liked to have fun. He was afraid that at the entrance of the mountain, He Songling agreed to it on behalf of Tang Bingwen, making it impossible for Tang Bingwen to refuse, which led to such a hasty response.

"Don't worry, there's no such thing as a surprise." Tang Bingwen denied Master Hong's guess, "In my opinion, this must be a trap. The reason why I agreed to this is exactly the same as what Song Ling thought." Tang Bingwen stood up and said, "We are all assassins. We are not afraid of fighting. We can just counter the moves. What we should be afraid of is that this group of people will become determined and come to our land.

At that time, we knew there was a stinger, but we couldn't find it. Since they jumped out now, it was a risk, and we should pull it out. I didn't expect this, but Songling and I were unexpectedly in tacit agreement. "

"Stop talking." The two old men, Mr. Hong and Tang Shiying, nodded. "Since you two think so, we have no objection." Only the good student Lu Ci raised his hand to ask a question: "What if these bastards really don't come as agreed?"

"Agreement? What agreement? You mean a ten-to-ten bet?" Tang Bingwen laughed. "I'm definitely not sure of winning, even with Song Ling. The Japanese army is really terrifying. So on my side, ten people will go together in public, and most of our sect will go in secret. Good son-in-law, what do you say?"

"Zhang Mazi is bringing the people from the Nisheng Military Academy to the Northeast. I have about... 2,000 people. We will go around the Soviet Union. I will ask our military leaders to find a way to negotiate with Dalinzi. We will start from Alaska and go through Outer Northeast China and south to Heilongjiang."

He Songling thought about the current situation on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War and secretly thought that Wakasa Shobei's grandson was really thoughtful. Why must it be in Jilin? Because not only has the Northeast become the puppet Manchukuo, the actual Japanese occupation zone, but even the entire Korean Peninsula has become the "territory" of the devils as early as thirty years ago.

Legally speaking, this is the result of the Japanese invasion, but the undeniable fact is that the entire area is now the Japanese territory. Jilin is not only located in the northeast, but also backed by North Korea, the "homeland" of the Japanese. Even if He Songling wanted to use hot weapons, they could always mobilize a large number of powerful Japanese troops, so they were prepared for any eventuality.

"It's a bit difficult when it involves a foreign country. Let's not talk about whether Dalinzi can be given up. Just look at the territory in the Northeast. Is it easy for you to march with such a large group of people?" Tang Bingwen didn't know much about the war situation, but the fall of the Northeast was a well-known fact.

"Good thing we caught up with them. We got a piece of the pie. The Fourth Division of the Japanese Kwantung Army is stationed there."

The 4th Division of the Japanese Army, also known as the Osaka Division. They are powerful, but they don't like fighting, they just like doing business and are blinded by money. The glory of the Japanese army is not as important as money. As long as they are paid, they can even dismantle and sell the cannons. As it happens, He Songling has plenty of money.

According to the original history, in July 1940, this unit should have been transferred from the Kwantung Army to the Eleventh Army of the Japanese in Central China. However, in this life, He Songling never gave up harassment and resistance in the Northeast. With his support, our army was not almost wiped out.

Because of He Songling, our troops in the Northeast did not lose contact with the headquarters. They were able to communicate with each other and replenish supplies, and their manpower was well preserved. As a result, the resistance of the Japanese in the Northeast increased greatly, so the Fourth Division was never transferred.

But Lao Zhong was still too big. After the full-scale invasion, the Japs were completely short of manpower in Lao Zhong. News had already come from the Northeast that the 41th Division would be transferred to Central China before the arrival of .

So He Songling said that he caught the tail end of the event.

(End of this chapter)