The uncle didn't care much about this. To be honest, he didn't support the bald man to provoke Yang Feng. Having this guy stuck in Pingjin is not a bad thing no matter how you look at it. Although there is a possibility of raising a tiger, that is also something you need to consider in the future. It is much better than just attracting a wolf into the house now.

The problem is that his relationship with the bald man is not very harmonious now, and it is still difficult to say whether he will listen to him or not.

"Brother Yang, let's do it! I'll go back first and tell you what you mean." Song Ziwen said.

Yang Feng nodded. Anyway, the conditions have been set out. I agree to your own choice. I am not rushing to find you to invest.

In the next few days, this guy and Zhang Lan began to arrange a large number of people in Shanghai to purchase grain from various provinces along the river, even from abroad. After all, there are still several months before the autumn harvest, and the famine will last for a long time, and the grain supply cannot be cut off during this period.

The grain bought was directly handed over to Lu Zuofu's fleet, and he was responsible for transporting it back to Chongqing for free, and then Liu Xiang arranged it to distribute it to the counties in the disaster area.

Just as grain from other provinces flocked to Sichuan, grain merchants and landlords who were warned by Liu Xiang and Yang Feng also began to sell grain at the prescribed prices. Where there was no grain raising, Yang Feng's transport fleet was directly airdropped.

These huge sky monsters were worshipped like gods in the disaster area of ​​Sichuan. The victims who struggled to eat up all the bark and grass roots in hunger had never imagined that food would fall from the sky. Just as the grain bags with parachutes fell, countless hungry people even kowtowed.

These foods will be handled by local officials and garrisons. They were distributed among the victims by squeezing porridge, and they had already received strict orders from Liu Xiang. No one dared to pay attention to these foods, and no one was so shameless. After the news of Yang Feng's assassination for fundraising was spread, no one dared to do so.

Liu Xiang has made a clear order that anyone who dares to make money in disaster relief will be shot, no matter who it is, he really dares to shoot. This guy has publicly shot three officials who are greedy for disaster relief funds in succession. And they are all his own direct descendants.

Except for Liu Xiang, the other families also took action to cooperate with him. The defense zone was relatively better. Those who could even produce grain began to deliver grain to the severely affected areas. Although it was not said that people could eat enough, it was enough to hold their lives in suffocation. The trend of starving people to death finally began to be curbed. When the grain transport fleet sent a large number of tractors from Peking to transport grain arrived in Chongqing at the same time, and then transported trucks of grain to trucks, there would basically be no one to starve to death.

However, Yang Feng also paid a considerable price. A Hercules who delivered food to northern Sichuan was in the mountains because the airdrop was dropped in order to be accurate. As a result, when the airdrop was completed, it hit a nearby mountain peak under the eyes of countless victims, and the entire plane turned into a ball of flame. All members of the crew died.

"Nephew Yang, why not stop the airdrop first!" Zhang Lan said to Yang Feng. He just learned that Yang Feng's Hercules cost more than 300,000 US dollars in the United States, and it was nearly one million in exchange for fiat currency.

"You can't stop. North Sichuan is too far away. When the tractor drives there, I don't know how many people will starve to death. This sacrifice is worth it." Yang Feng said with a solemn expression.

He didn't care about losing the plane, but the pilot's losses made him feel a little distressed. These pilots took him nearly two years to train, and anyone is precious.

"You are asking them to use their lives to exchange for the lives of the victims!" Zhang Lan said emotionally.

"Boss, the boat has arrived at the dock!" Yu Maoren hurried in and said.

Yang Feng suddenly felt energetic. He had never dared to go out of the concession for safety these days, and now he can finally go out.

"Let's go, cousin, let's go and see my yacht together!" The guy stood up and said to Zhang Lan.

On the Bund, Shiliupu Pier, under the escort of a British cruiser and an American destroyer, the yacht familiar to the people of Shanghai slowly docked under the hatred gaze of hundreds of sailors on two Japanese warships not far away.

On the armored cruiser of the Japanese Navy, the new commander of the Third Fleet, Lieutenant General Oikawa Fushi, was silently watching. The yacht that brought endless shame to the Japanese Navy was a little scary, because the four 152mm self-propelled cannons on it were rotating arrogantly, and they slowly turned back whenever they pointed at themselves.

"Where are their torpedoes?" he asked the Chief of Staff beside him.

"It is said that at the bow of the Raider, there is a special lifting platform that is usually sunk under the deck and only rises when it is used. Moreover, our intelligence personnel also heard from the crew that there are many mysterious places on the ship, such as the two sealed cabins on both sides of the ship. Only Yang Feng can enter by himself, and even the captain Li Guotang does not have a password to open the door." said the Chief of Staff.

These are easy to inquire, and Yang Feng never minded that his crew added a sense of mystery to the Raiders.

Two guys were talking! Suddenly Oikawa was stunned.

"Character! Bastard, this guy is going to garrison in Shanghai!" he shouted immediately.

The crane on the Raider was lifting an infantry combat vehicle and slowly putting it on the shore. At the same time, a large number of infantry carrying semi-automatic guns were lined up on the gangway in an orderly manner. When I saw this scene, Oikawa didn't know what Yang Feng wanted to do.

"Where are they stationed?" The Chief of Staff was also stunned.

"No matter where they are stationed, this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen! Notify the embassy and the Shanghai Consulate to protest to the Chinese government and the Shanghai Municipal Government, and at the same time order the Marines to dispatch immediately to the dock to block them!" Oikawa shouted in anger. He didn't want to live the afflicting life of the Tianjin garrison.

If Yang Feng is stationed in Shanghai, how can you live in the future?

Just as Oikawa arranged people to surround the dock, Yang Feng's Maybach also arrived under a team of American troops. Not only the Japanese were scared by him, but Wu Tiecheng almost arrived at the dock with his front and back.

In order to reduce trouble, the public concession did not disclose the news that Yang Feng was going to garrison in Shanghai. They knew very well that as long as the matter was made public, the Japanese would definitely not be happy and would have to waste their spit on Yang Feng at that time. It would be better to conceal the news first and wait until Yang Feng brought the people, and then they would ask Yang Feng to go to him.

"Brother Yang, what are you doing?" Wu Tiecheng looked at the infantry fighting chariot hanging from the Raider, and then asked tremblingly. Yang Feng transferred a total of ten Type 86 fighting chariots this time. This thing is very suitable for use in a dense waterway environment like Shanghai.

"Ah, I don't think the safety in Shanghai is guaranteed, so I transferred a battalion from Peking to protect me." Yang Feng said lightly.

"Are you going to go together after you have finished protecting?" Wu Tiecheng asked without any hope.

"That's so troublesome. Can I do it once? Just stay in Shanghai." Yang Feng said.

Wu Tiecheng swallowed and asked, "Where are you staying?"

"Public Concession? Don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you, man." Yang Feng said.

Wu Tiecheng then breathed a sigh of relief. It was nothing to do with his in-concession. It didn't matter if he even made a group. This guy was really afraid that Yang Feng would tease the Japanese if he had anything to do. Shanghai was not Pingjin, but here it was not easy to maintain the current stable and prosperous situation under the guns of the Japanese Navy. It was not easy for this guy to disturb him.

It doesn't matter if he is in the concession. Even if he really teases the Japanese, he will not be able to find himself.

Wu Tiecheng, who was relieved, immediately became excited. To be honest, the Shanghai Armistice Agreement prohibited the Chinese troops stationed in Shanghai. Now he only has two security regiments in his hands, so there is no room for reaction when something happens. If Yang Feng is stationed in Shanghai, if the Japanese army causes trouble again based on his personality, this guy will definitely be the first to rush forward, so this is a good thing.

He was watching the infantry fighting vehicles and armed jeep arranged on the docks, along with Yang Feng, Zhang Lan and others! The Japanese consul in Shanghai ran to him in a fierce manner and protested.

"Ah, Consul, I know what you want to say. Mr. Yang's security guard came to provide security for Jinyuan Company with permission from the public concession. In the future, they will be stationed in the public concession and will not be stationed in the Chinese concession." Before the Japanese consul spoke, Wu Tiecheng said with a smile.

"Nani?" The Japanese consul was stunned.

"Consul, your country does not seem to have the right to take care of the public concession, right?" Yang Feng said with a traitor on the side.

The Japanese consul was speechless. It was true that the public concession was willing to let Yang Feng garrison troops, and he had no relationship with them. He could not look for the Chinese government. Even if he looked for it, he could only look for the Ministry of Works. Although they also had a director in the Ministry of Works, since he didn't even know about this, it must be that everyone else colluded to deliberately conceal it and then watched them lively.

At this time, the Japanese Marines in Hongkou arrived, but the number was not very large, just a squadron. After jumping out of the car, they all took the 38th cover and the 92-heavy machine gun, and looked like a group of fools in front of the black muzzles of the infantry fighting vehicles.

"Consul, what does this mean?" Yang Feng asked with a pure face.

"Mr. Yang, your actions violated the interests of the Great Japanese Empire. We will not allow your army to be stationed in Shanghai." The consul was not interested in talking about anything else and said bluntly.

"When is it your turn to take charge of China's territory?" Yang Feng said with a sneer.

"Mr. Yang, it makes no sense to say this." The Japanese consul said proudly that if he had been to Pektsu, he would definitely not be so confident. He probably wasn't very familiar with Yang Feng's style.

Boss Yang didn't say anything, patted the infantry fighting vehicle next to him, and a driver immediately showed his head, and then Yang Feng pointed to the Japanese soldiers blocking the road.

The roar of the engine immediately sounded, and soon the heavy body of the infantry fighting vehicle moved, and the tracks with rubber plates were hanging on the asphalt road, slowly rushing straight towards the Japanese army.

"Mr. Yang, you must be responsible for your actions!" The Japanese consul's face changed immediately and he shouted in anger.

Yang Feng shrugged and went straight to the small carriage brought with him. He was too lazy to pay attention to him. Who would he be afraid of as long as he had the small carriage by his side?

The Japanese consul looked at the slowly moving chariot with a gloomy face, and then turned his gaze to the Huangpu River.

It was anchored on the Changpan on the other side of the shore, dozens of cannons of various calibers immediately turned around, pointing at the dock, and it looked murderous.

The turret and body of the Raider were rotated immediately, pointing the muzzle toward the Changpan at the same time. At the same time, the bow deck was separated, and a triple torpedo launcher rose, and the launch port more than half a meter thick pointed toward the Changpan.

The situation suddenly became tense, and Wu Tiecheng, who was standing on the dock, immediately sweated coldly. He would come whatever he was afraid of.

Seeing this, the British cruiser responsible for escorting the Raiders immediately issued a warning to both sides at the same time, while the American destroyer quickly started to penetrate the middle of the two ships, blocking the shooting range of both sides.

The infantry fighting vehicles on the shore were still rushing towards the Japanese soldiers. The Japanese grandson in charge of command was trembling with his hands holding the knife, and the rifles in the hands of the soldiers were also trembling. The huge and heavy body of the infantry fighting vehicles and the black muzzles on the turret undoubtedly put great pressure on them.

The Japanese consul stared at Yang Feng, who was resting with his eyes closed, seemed to be judging whether he really had the courage to let the chariots over.

At this time, it seemed like it was impatient. The engines of the other nine infantry fighting vehicles roared at the same time, and then started and rushed over at high speed of more than fifty kilometers. Faced with this terrifying scene, the Japanese army on the opposite side finally couldn't hold on anymore. Just when the infantry fighting vehicle in the front was about to hit him. Before the commander gave the order, the soldiers screamed and separated automatically.

The Japanese consul looked at the chariot that was rushing towards him, and a cold sweat broke out on his head. He didn't expect that this guy would really dare to hit him.

"The quality of your country's navy is not as good as that of the army! When I was in Tianjin Port, no one of your country's army soldiers faced my self-propelled artillery." Yang Feng said with emotion.

The consul shuddered, and then he remembered the bad disciplines of this guy before. He thought of Chuan Yuelai, who was forced to vomit blood to death.

Oikawa, who was on the Changban, was so angry that his teeth were chewing, but he could not really order the artillery. He could only watch Yang Feng leave the dock and head for the public concession surrounded by a huge convoy. The Marines on both sides looked particularly dazzling.

He turned his gloomy gaze to the Raider, and Li Guotang was also smiling at him on the deck, while several soldiers stood beside the torpedo launcher.

"Pretend like a little, don't let people see the problem!" Li Guotang whispered. They would not use this kind of wire guide torpedo, but at such a close distance, both sides were still at a standstill, and manual straight aiming could also hit the target.

The American destroyer was still stuck in the middle of the two ships, and the British cruiser was also stuck in the middle. The four ships made a very strange posture, blocking the Huangpu River channel directly. None of the ships that were preparing to pass by dared to express their dissatisfaction.

After about five minutes of confrontation, seeing that Yang Feng's convoy had all been exposed, Oikawa ordered to leave angrily. Li Guotang was relieved and quickly drove the ship to Gaochang Temple with the two warships. The Raiders had been parked in Shanghai at the Gaochang Temple Naval Base. Although there were no decent warships here, Zhang Pi was there at least.

However, this incident also reminded Yang Feng that Shanghai is not Peking after all, and the Japanese Navy poses too great a threat to this place, so he has to try to run here as little as possible in the future.

Especially after the 226th Mutiny, Japan has not yet produced a new prime minister. It is a time of political turmoil. The military lacks control like a wild horse, and is willing to do some irrational behavior. It is better to offend them less at this time.

After entering the public concession, the convoy led by the chariots immediately caused a sensation. There were crowds of people watching along the way, and even many foreigners were stunned.

This group was not a whole battalion, in fact, only the battalion headquarters and an infantry company. In addition, Yang Feng temporarily remembered that the chariot company assigned to them was only more than 400 people, ten infantry fighting vehicles, twenty armed jeeps, and five troop trucks. No matter how many raiders were, they could not be pulled.

The rest took another British passenger ship with a slower speed and it would take a day to arrive.

But the momentum of this army was amazing. Not to mention the roaring chariots passing through the streets, even the armed jeeps with large caliber machine guns, it was enough to make people shudder. In addition, all the soldiers were straight German SS-style uniforms and German steel helmets, which looked like the German SS-style army heading into Shanghai.

Many Jewish refugees on the roadside were so scared that their faces were pale.

Just like this, an army had four eye-catching big words on all vehicles, Jinyuan Security!

Well, this is the security guard. Although there are chariots and cannons, that is also the security guard. Anyway, the one registered by the Public Concession Industry Department Bureau is the security guard.

The security guards armed to the teeth, with complex eyes of fear, envy and worship along the way, drove directly to a compound not far from Jinyuan Company, which was their military camp. Yang Fengguang spent more than one million yuan to buy this compound, and it was less than a hundred meters from here to Jinyuan. If you have any need, you can go there at any time.

These soldiers are not just in one place. Yang Mansion and Jinyuan's warehouses all need to be guarded. Although the ones recruited from the local area are still OK, they are not professionals after all. Besides, they are not so relieved to use them. But with these soldiers armed to the teeth, it is different.

As for how to arrange them, Yang Feng was no longer interested in taking care of it. After leaving everything to Yu Maoren, Boss Yang hurried back to Yang's mansion, where he had important guests!

"Nephew Yang, why do you have a friendship with Zhang Junmai?" Zhang Lan asked strangely. He naturally knew who Zhang Junmai was. Logically, Yang Feng and he should be from two worlds.

"I have a good relationship with Zhang Jiayi, and his two sisters Zhang Youyi, and Zhang Jiarui. They can be said to be partners. They want to introduce us to each other, so I agreed.
Chapter completed!