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391, where to get a million dollars?

The millet field was restless.

He quietly placed the guard post two thousand meters away.

This is the Pingxi base area. It is too close to Peiping. The Japanese patrols and mobile brigade will be dispatched at any time.

In case of encountering the Japanese mobile brigade...

Involuntarily, the corner of Gu Zidi's mouth twitched. Fortunately, no one saw it.

"Chiliu!"

"Chiliu!"

It just so happens that Zhang Chu’s instant noodles are delicious.

He actually found a place, boiled water in a big iron pot, and poured instant noodles into it.

Then add various seasonings. It will be fragrant immediately.

Alas, I finally had a delicious meal.

Those before...

It’s really hard to say…

“It smells so good!”

“It smells so good!”

Little girl Mingyue also likes it.

Zhang Chu suddenly rolled his eyes.

It seems that this instant noodle was invented by the Japanese more than ten years later. It is better to sell it to someone else.

It seems like it’s also a way to make money!

If you come to the United States, you must hold a large amount of Spam's stock. This is a cash cow.

There are also various arms companies. Hold as many as you can.

As the scale of World War II becomes larger and larger, so much war wealth will not be earned in vain!

Pointing at the bright moon.

"Otherwise, you should go to the United States!"

"What?"

"Go to America and make a fortune."

"ah?"

Mingyue is confused.

What is Zhang Chu talking about?

"Everything I say now is confidential."

"After you hear this, don't spread the word."

"I speculate that the Japanese invaders will soon attack the Americans' Pearl Harbor, and the United States will also be involved in the war. By then, the American production system will be operating at a high speed, and the arms dealers will make a lot of money. If we are at this time,

If you use some money to invest in shares, you will definitely get ten times or a hundred times profits in the future..."

Zhang Chu said slowly.

This is not speculation. This is fact.

During World War II, American imperialism reached the pinnacle of human production.

No matter what kind of enterprise they are, they can all get a share of the pie. A large number of enterprises can be said to have become rich overnight.

Earning just one percent or one thousandth would be great.

Fortunately, he has such conditions now.

Han Bing, Mingyue, Gu Zidi and others all looked at each other in confusion.

What?

Japan attacks Americans?

Did you infer it? Why did you infer it?

However, they did not refute.

After all, this is an illusory thing. You can't prove that it exists. You can't prove that it doesn't exist.

"I'm not going to the United States."

"I don't have any money either."

Mingyue didn't think much about it and refused directly.

Although she is the eldest daughter of the Ming family, she really has no money. All the money is in the hands of her eldest sister Ming Jing and her eldest brother Ming Lou.

"I can think of a way."

Zhang Chu took over everything.

Although I am a time traveler.

Although I can’t take the small money in this world with me.

However, if you have the opportunity and don't make a fortune, how can you afford to take such a trip?

Red capitalists have a very good future.

Just like a certain big shot in Hong Kong Island, even if he dies in the future, he will still be qualified to build the national flag.

Being buried with a national flag is an honor for a lifetime!

As for policy…

Of course he will face some criticism below. But given his current status, no one would dare to question it publicly.

When we get to the top, the problem disappears. Mingjing and Minglou themselves are members of our party. Duke Zhou must know their identities. Their sister goes to the United States to make money, buy shares, and raise funds for our party. That is what we want...

"This is not for yourself."

"It's not for the Ming family either."

"This is for the party. For New China."

"Any money you earn belongs to the country!"

"In the future, the establishment of New China will require a lot of funds! When the time comes, you will be a person of merit!"

Zhang Chu started to block the hat.

The righteousness and magnificence left Han Bing speechless.

Mingyue:……

Something seems wrong?

I can't make money.

I can do nothing.

"How much can you give me?"

"One million dollars!"

"How many?"

"A million dollars!"

"ah?"

Mingyue was stunned.

Han Bing and Gu Zidi didn't react at all.

Because the two of them have no idea how much a million dollars is. They have no idea at all.

Only Mingyue knows how much one million US dollars is. That's three million oceans! Or even more than three million oceans! This is a very large amount of money.

Even the Ming family doesn't know if they can come up with three million oceans...

"Pah hook!"

"Pah hook!"

Suddenly, gunshots were heard.

Zhang Chu immediately swallowed the prepared words.

Damn little devil!

Making trouble again!

Turning around to look at the grain field.

Gu Zi De is also very nervous.

"Pah hook!"

"Pah hook!"

Another gunshot was heard.

It seems to be three long and one short? Rhythmic?

"It's the Japanese mobile brigade!"

"They have a lot of Sankanzi! They are very fast!"

Gu Zidi's face became even more serious.

Zhang Chu frowned.

Then he relaxed and felt a little happy.

He didn't hear anything else. He just heard a lot of Sankanzi. There were a lot of important points.

What can Sankanzi do? He can upgrade tanks!

Is the Japanese sending tanks to themselves? They must be disrespectful!

Just finished eating. Start working.

"I gonna go see!"

"You continue to eat noodles here!"

Zhang Chu said.

Take a few steps and then look back.

"Don't waste it!"

"very expensive……"

Then he left in a hurry.

Han Bing, Mingyue, and Chen Lihua were left behind, looking at each other in confusion.

Very expensive?

How expensive?

Not noodles? How expensive can they be?

Although the taste is a bit special, the price is not sky-high...

"Pah hook!"

"Pah hook!"

The gunshots became louder and louder.

Obviously, the Japanese invaders are getting closer.

Sure enough, when I rushed to the ridge ahead, I found a group of three people standing in front of me.

To be precise, it is a sidecar motorcycle.

There are three Japs on a motorcycle, two riflemen, a machine gunner, and a Japs carrying grenade launchers.

Turning around to look at the grain field.

Nothing to be nervous about. They are all lightly armed troops.

As long as you are a Japanese without infantry artillery, there is no need to be nervous!

The weapons you have now are enough to deal with all the Japanese light infantry.

"no……"

Gu Zidi wanted to speak but stopped.

Immediately, Zhang Chu felt something coming out from behind.

Astonishingly, it was a Japanese three-wheeler, jumping out of the field next to it.

Well……

Motocross?

Zhang Chu was stunned.

At this time, the Japanese invaders were actually doing motorcycle cross-country?

Then……

He raised his gun without thinking.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Just shoot it twice.

Beat the Japanese invaders who were driving to death.

There is only one Japanese invader.

Because there is no road over there. There is only wilderness.

The Japanese invaders were killed and the three gangsters were also overthrown.

Done.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another three-wheeler flying out of the field to the side.

Extremely fast. Like a ghost. Coming and going without a trace.

Understood.

The Japanese invaders were indeed playing off-road vehicles.

They took advantage of the excellent performance of Sankanzi to fight directly out of the wilderness.

If you are unprepared...

In other words, the firepower is relatively weak...

Or if the number of people is relatively small, they are indeed vulnerable to attack.

As long as your own team is in chaos, your defense will collapse.

It must be admitted that the performance of the Japanese invaders Sankanzi at this time was not very good.

The mass-market motorcycles of later generations are also best used by the Japanese. Honda, Suzuki and the like have great performance.

but……

"Change guns!"

"What?"

"Change guns!"

Zhang Chu shouted loudly.

What is the best weapon to deal with these motorcycles?

Highly recommend the Bobosha submachine gun.

It's cheap and plentiful. It has powerful firepower. It's definitely a good helper for traveling at home and killing people.

"puff!"

Airdrop packages dropped.

There are a hundred submachine guns inside and a large number of drum magazines.

"Put them all on!"

"Put them all on!"

Gu Zidi shouted hurriedly.

His guerrillas used to use Yingqiqi before. I thought it was pretty good.

However, Ying Qiqi is still a bolt-action rifle after all. Long-distance shooting is not a big problem. This kind of close-range battle is still a high-speed moving target...

Totally unable to cope!

Soon after, another Japanese motorcycle came out.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

This time, Gu Zi De responded very quickly.

Keep pressing the trigger on the target until the target is knocked down.

Almost emptying a drum.

But it's okay. Just destroy the target. There are plenty of drums. You don't need to load them yourself.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

Fierce gunfire broke out one after another.

Japanese motorcycles still appear irregularly. But...

They all fell to submachine guns.

Zhang Chu himself had no chance to shoot. He was too lazy to shoot.

"Ding!"

"You recycled a motorcycle..."

"The estimated value of this recycling is 500,000..."

"Ding!"

A constant stream of information comes in.

Zhang Chu’s mind was not on the recyclables, but on pondering...

Where to get a million dollars?


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