There is actually an airplane

"It doesn't matter if the money is not enough, look for a bank!" Continuous production and construction also require consideration of the construction of the Jinan branch base, and the money is not enough immediately. Meng Xiang, who already holds Jinan City, immediately thought of the bank. When he robbed Japanese banks in the past, he felt that he had ignored something, but now he remembered that he had ignored financing. Although people in the future don't know how to make money?

Before, he had a similar idea, but he was told in the bank that he had insufficient credit and could borrow 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, but it would be hard to say if he had too much. At that time, he knew about the Pioneer Army!

At this time, the name of the Pioneer Army was already well known in the local area.

HSBC's agency in Jinan.

"We want to borrow three million!" Ma Yi smiled and said to the manager of the foreign company. At the beginning, Meng Xiang did not dare to speak too much.

"Where is the mortgage?" Will Rhode said gently with his lips.

"Our arms business!" Ma Yi stared at Will's thin upper cheek and said.

"I'm sorry, this is not among the collateral we requested. If it is an iron ore, coal or something, we will give priority to it." Will turned the pen in his hand, and he had already found out about the dozen or so minerals that turned out to be Japanese in his hand.

If it were later generations, it would be a normal business practice to mortgage a mineral or something, but now, this is a traitor. Meng Xiang would never dare to take risks in this matter. He could not take any risk to these foreigners in the back. If everyone talked about money, his reputation would be over.

"Our arms business can earn back three million in one month!"

"I know!" Will stopped the pen in his hand. The Pioneer Army had no idea where the supply of goods was, and it was weakened by the business of several foreign companies. As far as he knew, someone had joined forces to teach them a lesson. In addition, the Japanese could attack at any time, and their arms business was really not optimistic.

"That's before!" His mouth twitched and smiled.

"Really not possible?"

"I'm sorry! Mr. Ma!"

"No? Do they think I am likely to be left without any tiles under the attack of the Japanese?" Meng Xiang said angrily. Not only HSBC was rejected, but even some domestic banks also politely refused. When they even gave patriotic donations of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan, Meng Xiang lost his temper after hearing this.

"At the worst, you can eat big people?" Meng Xiang cut off this idea as soon as it came to my mind. Some things are easy to end and it is difficult to end. It is difficult to change bad habits at the beginning.

"Citi agrees!" When Meng Xiang was in a dilemma, Ma Er's report solved the problem.

"How many?"

"It's still the three million we proposed in a year without cutting."

"What conditions?" Meng Xiang didn't want any additional conditions, and later Americans often played this.

"There are no additional conditions, only the mortgage of the arms business!" Ma Er reported truthfully.

"No? What the hell are Americans doing?" Meng Xiang thought carefully, "Are Americans stumbling on the Japanese now?" After thinking for a while, he just put it behind his mind for a while. During this period, he has been thinking too much, and there are already a lot of unsolvable things in his mind, which is not bad.

"Get aside, I'll do it!" Deng Dayan pushed the gunner who had been ineffective in the fight against the anti-aircraft gun without hesitation. The apprentice who had been teaching for three months did not dare to say anything, and obediently gave up his position. Deng Dayan was not very familiar with anti-aircraft guns that had been operated once or twice, but his more than 20 years of artillery operation made him born with a keen sense of artillery.

Under the command of a series of commands, the ring entrance quickly moved and trapped a Japanese plane. Deng Dayan opened fire without hesitation. In the distance, the plane took off a long string of black smoke, swayed its wings a few times, but quickly flew across the river.

"Okay!" The cheap apprentice shouted loudly next to him, making Deng's eyes, who sighed in his heart, suddenly burst into flames, and he slapped his forehead and said, "What's good? What's good? Why didn't it fall?"

"Continue!" He shouted at several operating gunners, and everyone hurriedly took care of their positions.

"Over there!" Deng Dayan shouted, and his muzzle immediately burst into flames again. There were many planes in the sky, and soon, another plane was stared at by him. Deng Dayan finally had his own satisfactory results. The plane was hit directly in the air and exploded like a firework.

"That's the best!" Deng pointed to the air with a smug look, then waved his hand and shouted, "Transfer it quickly!"

The Japanese artillery fire and the plane's shooting arrived immediately. Looking at the anti-aircraft guns that were beaten into a bunch of parts, Deng Da stumbled his eyes and scolded him.

Everyone was silent, and a gunner who had secretly glanced around pointed behind him and smiled: "We have a gun again!"

A dozen trucks were driving towards this side in the distance, each of which was carrying a large-caliber dual anti-aircraft machine gun, shooting while moving.

"Unload the truck quickly! Fire cover!" As soon as more than a dozen trucks approached, they were scattered everywhere to avoid concentrated bombing of Japanese planes.

What was unloaded from the car was an anti-aircraft gun that had just been produced for a few hours and was directly loaded into the vehicle and transported to the front line of defense.

Over there, Huang Huamin laughed loudly and said, "It's really a blessing for you to come in time!"

Deng Dayan looked at the sparse anti-aircraft artillery fire in the distance, and was also moved in his heart.

Fifteen trucks were blown up by planes, but the more than twenty installed 40 mm Bofos anti-aircraft guns brought by the thirteen trucks immediately played a role.

Soon, three black smoke and two dazzling fireworks decorated the sky.

"One more!" Deng Dayan shouted excitedly. The other gunners immediately cooperated closely and moved the muzzle in one direction.

"Fight, no, wait!" Deng Dayan had just aimed at a plane, but suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked carefully, the five big red five-pointed stars on the background were particularly conspicuous.

"That's our plane! Our plane is here!" Deng Dayan immediately shouted loudly.

Without him calling, everyone else saw it. Huang Huamin even learned about the arrival of the plane through the radio. He was notifying the anti-aircraft artillery positions scattered everywhere, but the plane arrived first.

Only the Japanese on the East Road were bombarded by planes. At this time, the Japanese on the West Road did not have the awareness of airplanes in their minds.

More than a dozen planes flew straight to the floating bridge on the Yellow River. As long as the floating bridge sinks, the rest can be solved slowly.

A strange sound that made the Japanese pass across the sky, and a Stuka plane dived directly to a pontoon bridge on the right side of the river.

"Boom!" The bomb roared on the water next to it, and a water column made the floating bridge sway. It was caught off guard. Five chargers fell from the bridge. They were rolled up by the Yellow River water and disappeared. Only an aluminum empty lunch box was left floating further and further in the water.

"That's a German-made bomber! Stop it!" Seeing another Stuka diving, the flight squad leader Kanokawa shouted hurriedly. He had been following the Spanish civil war, and had seen Stuka's pictures and introductions, and was deeply impressed by its high accuracy of bombing.

Two nearby planes immediately rushed towards the other side, but not far away, two fighter jets with the same logo rushed over quickly. The bullets of the mg17 synchronous machine gun drew three long straight lines of fire in the air and extended to the front of the two Type 92 aircraft.

"Be careful!" Kanokawa shouted hurriedly. He had already recognized this BF109 aircraft that seemed to be a German, and its performance was not comparable to that of the somewhat old Type 92.

But it was already a little late. One Type 92 directly injured half of its wings in the air, shaking and landing. It was then surrounded by soldiers from the fourth regiment that rushed up. The other was hit by the fuel tank and turned into a ball of flame in the air.

At this time, Kanokawa no longer cared about others, and a fighter plane had already stared at him. He shook his fuselage and turned suddenly, barely avoiding the machine gun bullets fired by his opponent. But behind him, his wingman, who was targeted by another plane, was shot by the other party and disintegrated directly in the air.

"Boom!" The second bombing of Stuka finally had an effect. The pontoon bridge on the right was blown into two sections, and was washed away by water. Both ends were tilted downstream. The soldiers above fell to the water and fell more than a dozen soldiers.

"Okay!" Hu Minghe shouted. He sacrificed the lives of twelve soldiers before blowing up a pontoon bridge. At this time, the two planes broke a pontoon bridge.

"This thing is good!" He didn't know that this success rate was also a bit of luck. Even with Stuka's high accuracy rate, in addition to the masters, it is not so easy for a pilot to get it after two attacks.

"Of course!" Huang Huamin, who had joined him in joint operations, smiled naturally.

"Yes! I really didn't expect that the small militia group in the Pioneer Army would have planes!" Hu Heming couldn't help but sigh.

"Not only have planes, but also tanks! Have you forgotten the victory a few days ago? Isn't that the Tank Battalion's credit?" Huang Huamin laughed.
Chapter completed!