The books that Jiang Cheng brought to Europe were a great success, and countless news media began to pay attention to this phenomenon-level event. It is not difficult for a popular book to appear, but it is really difficult for dozens of books to appear at one go, and for classic novels to appear.
It's hard to believe, and naturally many people want to know who the author of these books is, but in the books, the authors of these books all have the same name - Wei Hua.
Well, everyone knows that this is a fabrication. Finally, in a magazine newly released by Wei Hua called "Story Club", everyone unveiled the mystery of Wei Hua and introduced in the magazine that these novels are actually
It was not written by one person, but the work of a team. This team gathered writers from all over the world. They worked together to create masterpieces, and they were divided into groups according to the category of the novel. This is why there is no single author.
Reasons to stand up.
Well, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.
Whether it is schools or factories, whether it is the army or families, people can be seen talking about the plot in the novel everywhere. Neither Chen Nan from Germany nor Zhang Ye from the United States thought that this novel would become so popular. Buy it ahead
It was too late for the printing press to print 24 hours a day and had to rent printing presses from other publishing houses. Weihua Company became the world's largest publisher in just one month. Even Hitler discovered that his own "Mein Kampf"
The sales volume of the book was affected, but when Hitler saw a book called "Interstellar Paratroopers", he was completely attracted by the novel. Especially the scenes of using the army to select talents, national worship and war described in the novel made Hitler unable to help himself.
After getting intoxicated, these even affected many of Hitler's subsequent actions. This is a story for another day.
——Modern time and space
Jiang Cheng returned to the company and was immediately welcomed into the office by Sun Ning.
"How is it? Is our novel popular with that era?" Sun Ning said with some anxiety. "In order to cater to European and American tastes, I have modified a lot of content, but I don't know what people of that era liked.
Such a book."
Jiang Cheng smiled and took out his mobile phone, handed it to Sun Ning and said, "Look, this is the queue at a bookstore in Berlin. They are all here for our books. Let me tell you, our books have been sold like crazy. I
I love that world without the Internet, the film industry was not developed, and reading was the first choice for people to spend their time."
Sun Ning let out a breath and said, "That's good, I'm still worried. Hum, I've made so much money for you, isn't there any reward?"
Jiang Cheng looked at Sun Ning, who was a bit effeminate, and was really not used to it. He took out a small box from his pocket and said, "The ring from 1938 is enough to be considered an antique. Take a look."
Sun Ning picked up the ring, looked at it, and asked with a squinting look, "What about Sister Nana's? We have an agreement that her gift can only be better than mine, not worse. I don't want it to be because of you."
A backyard fire affects your progress."
Jiang Cheng twisted his mouth, took out another box and said, "Don't worry, I've prepared it, but it's not a ring, it's a necklace. Okay, help me prepare the supplies for my next time travel. I'll prepare more when I go to Yan'an next time."
Copper and medicine.”
Jiang Cheng walked out of the office, came behind Yu Na, took out the necklace and put it on Yu Na. Yu Na was startled at first, but when she saw the smiles of several colleagues next to her, she immediately knew who it was. Yu Na sat down obediently.
Where are you waiting for Jiang Cheng to bring it to him? Then he said, "Are you doing well? What do you want to eat tonight? I have learned how to make cakes these days. Are you interested?"
Just as Jiang Cheng was about to say yes, his cell phone suddenly rang. When he saw it, he saw that the call was from Ukraine.
Jiang Cheng kissed Yu Na, came to his office, connected and asked, "Who? Is it Kou Kou?"
There was a Russian voice over there, followed by Kou Kou's voice: "My dear Brother Cheng, it's really difficult to get through your phone. I can only ask my men to call you once every hour."
Jiang Cheng chuckled and said, "Just get used to it. What's wrong? Is there any news? By the way, how is your brother? It's been a few months now."
Koko looked at Ying Tianlin opposite who was walking surrounded by several women and said, "He can already get out of bed, well. If he can control it, he should be able to recover faster, oh, let's not talk about that.
My family has been disgraced. Your goods have been put on the ship. They are the primers you asked for. In addition, the guns and ammunition you asked for have also been shipped. Well, there are also the explosives you asked for. Let me see if there are any.
What, by the way, your tank matter has been taken care of. The Ukrainian government is not willing to manufacture tanks for you, even if they are World War II models. After all, World War II tanks can also play an important role in local tribal battles in Africa.
And you are not the government, and you don’t tell us what kind of force you are, so we can only compromise and do a little processing on the artillery. You need to install a part before it can fire normally. You should have no problem. In this case,
I can convince them to sell it to you in the name of a model."
Jiang Cheng thought for a while and said, "Well, don't overestimate our capabilities. Keep it simple. I think it should be possible. When can it be shipped? By the way, how are the other aircraft?"
Koko flipped through the iPad and said, "The tanks will be out of the factory in about two months, and the airplanes will almost be finished by that time. By then, these old toys can be placed in your toy box."
Jiang Cheng made a mental calculation, and just in time, he quickly said, "Okay, that's it, ship it as soon as possible, I need it very urgently."
——Lushan in the time and space of the Republic of China
The Japanese army's poison gas offensive was extremely powerful and shameless. Due to the blocking of mountains, a large amount of poison gas gathered in the mountainous areas and could not be dispersed. Xue Yue watched the 106th Division swaggeringly retreating north, and his gloves were almost torn with anger, and his eyes
The red one asked, "Don't we have an army that can stop them?"
Wu Yizhi sighed. The equipment of Xue Yue's troops in China's National Army can be said to be good, but luxury items like gas masks cannot be popularized at all. Whether it is the National Government or the soldiers below, they are willing to buy more guns.
I am not willing to buy more gas masks. After all, what China lacks most is people, and what it lacks most is arms.
"Report, report, suddenly a unit is fighting with the 106th Division, and the two armies have begun hand-to-hand combat." A staff officer handed the telegram to Xue Yue with a face full of disbelief.
"Oh? Which army is so brave? Are you risking your life?" Xue Yue took the telegram and looked at it with great joy, but his face turned livid.
Wu Yizhi couldn't help but asked curiously, "Bo Ling, which team is it? Why do you look like this?"
Xue Yue snorted coldly and said, "Our eldest son is really willing to spend money. Zhang Lingfu of the 74th Army and Ma Weilong of the 66th Army. There are more than 10,000 people in the two divisions, and half of them have gas masks. Where did they come from?
So many gas masks? Where did our eldest son get so much money?"
Wu Yizhi chuckled and said, "It's nothing more than what the old man gave me. My son is relatively easy to talk to."
--Ganzhou
Wang Sheng looked at his account books and said to ***, "Jianfeng, is this really appropriate for us? We have borrowed so much money, why don't we tell the committee members. Or borrow it from Mr. Song and the others."
Borrow, borrow from outsiders, if word spreads, our reputation may be affected."
****** shook his head, looked at the busy construction site in front of him and said, "No, I organized the Three Youth League just to avoid being influenced by people like the old man. If you take the old man's money, many things will be difficult to handle in the future."
, As for Song Ziwen and Kong Xiangxi, huh, they won't lend me money. What's more, if I borrow their money, if we have a conflict with them in the future, we will keep our heads down. Besides, this person's money can be borrowed, and he won't tell me.
others."
Wang Sheng sighed and looked at his account book again, which read US$3 million, lender: Wei Hua.
****** waved, and Zhang Yaruo, who was next to him, quickly handed the map to ******. ****** pointed to several places on the map and said, "The construction speed in these places must be increased. According to the Soviet Union
Based on the experience of the United States, the fastest way to develop the economy is to concentrate on construction. We have built all the roads in Ganzhou, Hunan, Fujian, and Guangdong. Our place can be called a transportation hub, and by then our economy will definitely have a
It will make a leap forward, and our people can also get grassroots work experience. When we have the opportunity, we can copy this model to the whole country."
——Wanjialing
Among the lofty mountains, countless soldiers wearing gas masks are using the weapons in their hands to attack each other desperately. Matsuura Junrokuro's remaining less than 3,000 people are being besieged by two divisions of the National Army.
The bomb explodes, emitting green gas or orange fireballs.
"Damn it, where did the National Army come from? How could they have so many gas masks? Are all the most elite troops of the National Army here?" Junroku Matsuura looked at the foot of the mountain and could not see clearly due to the poisonous gas.
He said anxiously on the battlefield. He knew clearly that he only relied on poison gas bombs to get out. If he still couldn't get out, the countless national troops around him would catch up with him like Ma Feng and tear him apart.
"Hold on, just keep the Japs from breaking out of our encirclement. Everyone, listen, once this battle is over, one of the Japs' divisions will be wiped out. If we don't fight well, everyone will put their heads in their crotches from now on."
Come inside!!" Ma Weilong calmly commanded the troops to use the mountains to resist. Stray bullets passed by him from time to time. Seeing that it was really dangerous, a staff officer advised, "Master, you should retreat to the back first, brothers.
I won’t embarrass you.”
Ma Weilong pointed to several scars on his face and said, "Have you seen it? I have already died once. If the young master hadn't saved me with his own blood, I would be fighting the Japanese underground now. Order
Go down and get all the company and platoon commanders to the front line. In this battle, either all the Japs will die, or our entire army will be wiped out. We will fight against the Japs!!"
On the other side, a handsome officer held a submachine gun, smiled evilly and fired at the two Japanese soldiers who were fighting with their bayonets. The gunshots rang out and people fell. Several guards looked around nervously and looked helplessly at the officers in front of them.
.
The officer laughed loudly and said, "Brothers, follow me, Zhang Lingfu. They don't have many people left. They know that with the help of gas bombs, they no longer have the courage to fight us. Rush up and tear them apart!!"
The Nationalist Army all over the mountains and plains rushed to the highlands one after another with rifles and swords, waving the blue sky and white sun flag. The 106th Division had been fighting at high intensity for almost ten days. Facing Zhang Lingfu's troops who had an absolute advantage in both numbers and physical strength, they could only
Able to retreat steadily.
Matsuura Junrokuro saw his position shrinking continuously and wounded soldiers being brought up one after another. He smashed the telescope to the ground in despair and asked with straight eyes, "How many people do we have? How many officers are still alive?"
"
The staff officer with only half of his glasses said in a low voice, "Two of our four commanders have already gone to Kudanzaka, and the other one is seriously injured. Of the nine captains, only two are still alive."
At this time, a "bang" explosion came from beside Matsuura Junrokuro, and a mortar shell was hitting Matsuura Junrokuro only seventy or eighty meters away.
"No, this is a test firing. They have discovered us. Take the division commander to hide!" Several officers reacted immediately, anxiously grabbed Junroku Matsuura and ran away.
"Haha, it's too late." Zhang Lingfu shouted with a telescope, "Just shoot out all the shells, that must be their headquarters!!"
More than a dozen mobilized mortars made "puff" sounds one after another, and dozens of shining shells were seen hitting the top of the hill where Matsuura Junrokuro was.
"Baga, Baga, counterattack quickly, counterattack!!" Junroku Matsuura waved the command knife on the shoulders of several officers and shouted. Suddenly, a shell hit him behind him. He only felt a pain in his leg, and then
, the officers below fell into a pool of blood together. Several corpses pressed against him, making him unable to move.
About an hour later, Matsuura Junrokuro looked at the sky and heard the gunshots around him gradually thinning out. He knew that the battle was almost over, but he didn't know who would win and who would lose.
Two Nationalist soldiers wearing gas masks came to him and spoke in Chinese that he could only partially understand.
"Brother Ma, how are you? I didn't steal the credit, so let's count the two of us together." A masked man said with a smile, and kicked Matsuura Junrokuro who was lying on the ground out of the pile of corpses.
Another person helped Matsuura Junrokuro upright and took off his mask. Matsuura Junrokuro was horrified to find that the man in front of him had scars all over his face. There was nothing good about him. Coupled with his cold eyes, he seemed to be...
Just like coming back from hell.
"Hello, General Matsuura Junrokuro, congratulations, you have become our second captured division commander." Ma Weilong said with a smile.
Matsuura Junrokuro looked at his leg with a bitter smile, only to see that a large piece of flesh had been cut off by a piece of shrapnel, and the white bones were clearly visible.
"I know that a living division commander has more merit than a dead division commander, but if you are captured and taken back, I'm afraid the National Government will cure you and treat you as a guest, so I'm sorry, I like
Damn it!!" After saying that, Ma Weilong took out a dagger with his backhand and slit Matsuura Junrokuro's throat. Matsuura Junrokuro's eyes widened and he looked at Ma Weilong. Blood foam poured out of his mouth and he couldn't say a word.
If he didn't come out, he would be arrested by Black and White Wuchang and taken to the Palace of Hell.
"Brother Ma, you...how did you kill him?" Zhang Lingfu shouted angrily, stamping his feet.
"We have already captured a living division commander. It won't matter if we arrest him again, but this is the first one who is dead. The first one will always be the most noticeable. The second one, no one will remember you.
.Zhong Lin, you still have to learn how to do this in the army." Ma Weilong was not angry and said with a smile. That smile was even uglier than crying.
Zhang Lingfu opened his mouth and felt that it made sense, so he gave up and said, "Okay, okay, let's go clean the battlefield and knock down the remaining positions for me. We have other things to do."