The arms Zhang Nairen wanted to sell were not easy to obtain. Almost all of them were imported from the United States.
The weakness of China's arms industry lasted from the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China. During the entire Anti-Japanese War, the domestically produced arms were mainly Hanyang-type and formal rifles, totaling about 550,000, and 60,000 light and heavy machine guns, of various types.
1.1 billion rounds. Although a small amount of heavy weapons are produced, the quantity is very small. This amount of arms production is obviously not enough for use.
Before the Anti-Japanese War, domestic arms imports were mainly from Germany. In 1938, the Japanese government protested to the German government, and German arms exports to the country ceased. After that, the Nationalist Government signed a "Mutual Non-Aggression Treaty" with the Soviet Union.
Immediately began importing arms from the Soviet Union.
In March 1941, the United States introduced the Lend-Lease Act. In May of the same year, the United States was included in the list of aid target countries. From this year on, it began to export large quantities of arms to the country.
The price of this arms export is very high. During the Anti-Japanese War, almost all domestic and foreign transportation channels were occupied or blocked by the Japanese army. The only channel was through Myanmar, over the famous "Hump Route", and airlifted into the country.
Someone has calculated that for every liter of gasoline that the U.S. government transports to the battlefield, it consumes six liters of gasoline. This shows how high the cost is. As for the weapons and ammunition lost during transportation, it cannot be calculated.
However, I am afraid of saying a "but" in everything, but I have to say it. It takes six liters of gasoline to transport one liter of gasoline into the country, but nearly half of it is traded on the black market. This is what annoys the U.S. government the most.
The reason is very simple, because at that time during the war, in addition to gasoline, what appeared on the black market were arms. The quantity was also very huge.
War is cruel and costs countless lives. Its consumption also involves countless tons of weapons and ammunition.
At that time, every time a battle was fought, no matter what level, the damage was reported to the superior after the war, that is, how much weapons and ammunition were lost in this battle, and the superior would replenish it after verification. This is where the problem came from.
For example, a division loses a thousand guns in a battle. When it reports the loss to its superiors, it has to report more, and he may report a loss of 1,200 guns. There are two reasons for this. One is that the division needs to retain
Part of the inventory is to prepare for unexpected needs. Second, when superiors replenish it, part of it may be deducted. After all, these weapons and drugs need to be purchased with a large amount of foreign exchange or exchanged for agricultural and mineral products. No matter how generous the US government is, no matter how willing it is to do this
Meathead, the weapons and medicine delivered are also limited.
If the superiors really provide supplements according to this amount, the division will have a little inventory.
During the Anti-Japanese War, local armed forces sprang up, such as militia groups, security groups, local armies, and even more so bandit armed groups, gangs, and so on. Where did their weapons and medicine come from? Of course, they can only be bought from hand, and only from their own hands.
It's a private transaction. There's a lot of money involved. In the black market, a rifle is usually sold for more than ten or twenty oceans, but it may also be sold for seventy, eighty or even hundreds of oceans. This is
This business, the quartermaster in this division, and the chief officer behind it will naturally make this business a success.
If this business reaches the level of a group army, or even reaches the level of a theater supply department, even if this business becomes big, it will not be as simple as one or two hundred guns. The general name is still arms, but the types are all-encompassing. In addition to guns and ammunition, there are also heavy weapons
, such as machine guns and mortars. In addition, there are medicines and medical equipment, various electrical equipment and accessories, various oil or chemical products, as well as paper, ink or cotton cloth, etc. As for the amount, it is naturally even more amazing.
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As this kind of business gets bigger and the profits are so astonishing, there will naturally be more people who want to "share the profits". The biggest one is the high-level officials. It's hard to say how high these high-level officials are. Generally speaking,
Except for Chairman Chiang Kai-shek, there are probably not many people who have a clear relationship.
The next ones are the heads of relevant departments. First of all, in the military supply system, officials with approval authority at all levels cannot be missing. The warehouse and management personnel from the bottom to the bottom cannot be missing either. In case one of them is not allocated
, I ordered some water for you, but you won’t be able to afford it. In addition to the military supply system, the more important aspect is transportation, mainly transporting troops. Without their cooperation, how can you transport so many materials? And then there is the road.
Garrison, if he blocks you, there is nothing you can do. You have to feed him. The other part is even more important. For example, the police system, the intelligence system, or the Secrecy Bureau. Without their acquiescence
, this business will definitely fail.
Ye Gongjin had a share in this business. In advance, someone would say hello to him. You cannot check something, and it does not mean that it is arms. But a smart person like Ye Gongjin could guess a little bit. Afterwards, at a certain time,
Someone will deposit a sum of money into his account, and he will be happy without asking anything.
When Zuo Shaoqing investigated the arms case, someone reported the matter, so he couldn't do it without investigating. Who knew that Zuo Shaoqing was so sharp in handling the case that he traced the case all the way to the Joint Logistics Headquarters, and he was about to break this big secret. Ye Gongjin suffered
At the request of others, he vaguely expressed his lack of interest in the case several times. Zuo Shaoqing wanted to report the arms case several times, but he didn't listen, or ignored him. Zuo Shaoqing was so smart that he just ended it hastily. He didn't handle it thoroughly.
The arms case was regarded as a great achievement of hers and she was commended for it.
You Shaoqing is currently investigating the arms case. I don't know if she is as smart as Zuo Shaoqing. But she deployed spies outside Zhang Nairen's house to monitor his every move. The reason is legitimate and no one can tell.
Now, Zhang Nairen has gone to work with his daughter, and the house is very quiet except for the nanny busy in the kitchen. He walked into the study, took out the list from the small safe behind the oil painting on the wall, sat behind the desk, and read it carefully.
. This was a huge list, and he was estimating the price in his mind. Another thing he understood was that this kind of thing must not only be more cautious, but also be resolved quickly, and must not be sloppy.
The officials guessed that the information obtained by Lao Li, the deputy commander of the guerrilla column on the Fujian, Zhejiang and Jiangxi border, was exactly the batch of arms in Zhang Nairen's hands.
After these days of recuperation, Lao Li's head injury has improved a lot and he can get out of bed and walk slowly.
Naturally, Lin Xiu still took care of his injuries and diet every day. Lao Li was from the Northeast, and his favorite foods were chicken stewed with mushrooms and pork stewed with vermicelli. Lin Xiu was happy to cook both of these dishes for him. The problem was that Lao Li
After living in the south for several years, I developed the habit of eating chili peppers and putting a spoonful of chili sauce in every meal. Lin Xiu was very unhappy and said that such spicy food would be bad for your wounds. Lao Li said
, without this, I wouldn’t be able to eat, and it would be even worse for the wound. The two of them would argue about this matter every day when they were eating, and it was very interesting to bicker.
It wasn't until Du Ziyuan told Lao Li that someone in Nanjing was indeed doing arms business that he finally forgot about such a major livelihood issue as chili pepper.
That evening, there were not many pedestrians on the street outside Lao Li's secret residence. A man wearing a long gown and a top hat got off a rickshaw outside the residence. He paid and let the rickshaw go. He gave the house number.
He looked around again and then knocked lightly on the door.
The door opened slightly, and the concierge only revealed a pair of eyes, looking warily at the people outside and asking: "Who are you looking for?"
The man took off his top hat and said politely: "I'm looking for Mr. Li. My hometown asked me to bring him something."
The concierge stared at him for a while, then opened the door and let him in. The concierge closed the door, looked out through the small door for a while, then turned around and said to the person who came in: "Please come with me."
The concierge led the visitor into the small building. The guard sitting at the door of the kitchen and Lin Xiu, who was sitting at the entrance to the living room, both paid attention to the visitor. The concierge led the visitor up the stairs to the second floor and stopped in front of a door.
, knocked on the door lightly, and then opened the door. Seeing Lao Li in the room nodding to him, he turned back to the visitor and said, "Go in."
When the visitor came in, he saw Lao Li sitting on a wicker chair. He puffed up his chest, put his heels together, and said softly: "Chief, I'm here." It was obvious that he was a soldier.
Lao Li waved to him, "Come here, let me introduce you." He pointed at the visitor and said to Du Ziyuan, who was sitting opposite: "Lao Du, this is the head of our intelligence team in Nanjing, surnamed Liang, Liang Jicheng
.This is Lao Du, just call him Lao Du. We are all our own people."
Du Ziyuan stood up, shook hands with Liang Jicheng, and asked him to sit down on the chair.
Lao Li said: "Jicheng, I came to you just because of the arms. Mr. Du has found out that the batch of arms you mentioned is a man named Zhang Nairen. He does have a batch of arms. Let's discuss it.
How to buy this batch of arms?"
Liang Jicheng is a dark and thin young man, about forty years old, with bright and steady eyes. At this time, he showed a rare smile, turned to Du Ziyuan and said: "Mr. Du, can you help us get on the line?"
Du Ziyuan nodded, "This matter is not a big problem, but you can't rush it. You need to take it slowly so as not to alert others. I want to ask, that's a lot of money. Do you have it?"
Lao Li said: "Money is not a big problem, we can raise it. The problem is how to transfer so much money." He smiled and said: "Lao Du, can I transfer the money through your bank?"
Du Ziyuan suddenly became serious, "Lao Li, I'm sorry, I can't help you in this matter. The tasks I undertake do not allow me to get involved in this matter. You have to find another way."
Lao Li turned to Liang Jicheng and said, "Jicheng, can you solve it?"
Liang Jicheng thought for a while, "Chief, in this case, we have no choice but to use underground banks. First break up the money, gradually transfer the money to Hangzhou, then gradually transfer it to banks in Shanghai, and then transfer it from Shanghai to Nanjing.
This process takes some time and costs some money.”
Du Ziyuan smiled and said: "Actually, you just need to transfer the money to Shanghai. It's the same as Shanghai's money orders being exchanged here. It's safer this way."
At this point, Lao Li became serious, "Jicheng, when it comes to safety, this is a big matter. You must pay special attention to it. Only you know about this matter and this place. Don't spread it any more. In addition,
Whether you are transferring funds or transporting arms in the future, you must pay special attention to safety and never be careless."
Liang Jicheng nodded vigorously, "Please rest assured, chief, I will handle it with caution."
Lao Li also nodded, "This is best. Then, you can start making preparations now. If Mr. Du has news, he will also inform you."
After Liang Jicheng finished talking about the arms, he came out of Lao Li's secret residence. It was already completely dark. He was walking on the quiet street, still thinking about transferring money. When he walked out of the street, he suddenly thought
, at this time, it’s time to go to your son.
Liang Jicheng has a six-year-old son. A year ago, he took his son out of the base area and fostered him in his brother's home. He hopes that his son can study in Nanjing. In the future, if his son succeeds, he will be worthy of his wife who died on the battlefield.
He has not seen his son for more than a year and misses him very much.
He called a rickshaw and headed to his brother's house.
Dear officials, I really can’t tell what’s going on in the world. In the next section, something happened with Zuo Shaoqing, and it actually involved this person who couldn’t be hit with eight poles, and caused a lot of big trouble.
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Another thing is that the sisters Zuo Shaoqing and You Shaoqing, for this batch of arms, remained calm on the surface, plotted all the traps, and fought with their lives, leaving Cheng Yunfa and Zhao Minggui who were watching dazzled and dumbfounded. The officials were also waiting.
