151: My record is so impressive!
Lu Fan's figure quietly appeared in the New Port Industrial Zone in Changsha.
That's right, he was back. Having a Flight Backpack meant he could be this willful, leaving whenever he wanted.
After being away for over a month, the sight before him invigorated his tired and strained nerves.
On the previously barren land, factories stood neatly arranged.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of freshly pressed rapeseed oil and the sweet scent from the sliced cake workshops.
The livelihood factories, managed by Xu Lai, were already operating at full capacity.
In the distance, the military industrial area, overseen by Bai Jinbiao, was under strict security.
The 7.62mm bullet production line and the rifling production line had officially begun operation.
Chen Liting also moved quickly; the machinery and equipment for a spinning workshop were already in place and being installed and debugged at full speed.
Lu Fan took a deep breath. The war-torn North China contrasted sharply with the vibrant construction scene before him.
This strengthened his sense of mission even further.
That evening, the core figures of the Industrial Zone gathered.
A few simple appetizers were on the table, and a jar of aged wine had been opened.
Tang Jifeng, Xu Lai, and Bai Jinbiao all showed joy at their reunion and concern for Lu Fan's return.
"Brother Fan, you're finally back! What about Beijing..."
Tang Jifeng lit a cigarette for Lu Fan, then hesitated.
Although the specific situation was unclear, the news of the Beiping-Tianjin area's fall had spread throughout China.
Lu Fan sighed heavily, his eyes becoming deep and solemn.
He briefly recounted his thrilling experiences of the past month:
"Immediately upon arriving in Beijing, near Lugou Bridge, we wiped out a japanese artillery company and an infantry company."
"We rushed to reinforce Southern Camp, assisting Zhao Dengyu in repelling the japanese and launching a pursuit, crippling a japanese battalion, and engaging the elite Kamikaze Special Agents for the first time."
"We attacked the special agency and the motor transport unit in Tong County, killed the head of the special agency Nishiki Shigeru, blew up the japanese motor transport regiment, and captured the great Traitor Yin Ruxing."
"We launched a surprise attack in Tianjin, destroyed the japanese airport, crippled the Kamikaze Special Agents, and assisted Friendly Forces in annihilating two japanese infantry battalions."
Lu Fan's narration was calm and concise, as if he were telling someone else's story.
But every word was like a heavy hammer striking the listeners' hearts.
Clatter~~
Tang Jifeng's wine glass fell onto the table, splashing wine everywhere.
He didn't notice, his eyes wide, mouth slightly agape, too shocked to speak.
He had accomplished so much in such a short time.
As a soldier, he knew that each of these events, though spoken of lightly, had been a matter of life and death.
These military achievements were enough to be directly promoted to major general on the spot.
Then a deep regret welled up from his heart: if only he had gone along with him.
With these achievements, he could have had a separate entry in the family genealogy, easily surpassing his elder brother.
Xu Lai covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief and lingering fear: "Oh my God... Brother Lu... you... you actually did so many great things?"
Bai Jinbiao, that tough Northeastern man, listened with boiling blood.
"Well done, Boss, that's really satisfying, damn satisfying.
Blowing up the airport, crippling those damn Kamikaze Special Agents, capturing Yin Ruxing alive! This is how you fight the japanese! It's infuriating! Damn, it's really infuriating!"
He picked up his bowl and drained the wine, as if to quench the surging anger and excitement in his chest.
Tang Jifeng finally found his voice, which was trembling slightly: "This... this is simply legendary!
Your Security Team, surrounded by heavily armed japanese forces in the Beiping-Tianjin area, managed to turn everything upside down!
These achievements are incredible."
Lu Fan gave a wry smile, drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, his tone filled with deep regret and heaviness.
"Unfortunately... it still couldn't change the overall situation. Beijing... still fell."
The excitement that had just ignited was instantly doused by the cold reality. The room fell silent, with only the sound of heavy breathing.
The fact that the heart of North China ultimately fell into enemy hands could not be changed.
Lu Fan put out his cigarette, his gaze sweeping over the three, his voice becoming unusually serious: "Beijing is lost, but the war has only just begun.
According to reliable sources, on August 13th, the japanese will invade Shanghai, which will be a battle that determines the fate of the nation!"
"What? August 13th? Shanghai?"
Tang Jifeng, Xu Lai, and Bai Jinbiao were once again stunned by this bombshell news.
"That's right, I used the codebook General Zhao Dengyu captured to decipher the japanese intelligence."
Lu Fan used the codebook as an excuse to leak the information.
Then, he changed the subject: "The Industrial Zone must immediately enter a state of combat readiness.
Notify Sixth Brother that all equipment and personnel that can be dismantled and transported must be concentrated in Changsha as quickly as possible.
Move as much as you can. You must depart for Changsha before the tenth."
"Understood, I'll handle this," Xu Lai calmly replied.
"I've already arranged for Old Li to gather reliable helpers near Beijing, and they will head south soon.
Jin Biao, while you prepare logistics, the military production line must operate at full capacity.
Bullets and rifling, the more the better! Big Brother Bai, you have the heaviest burden!"
"Boss, rest assured, I guarantee the mission will be completed."
Bai Jinbiao patted his chest to assure him, then turned and stared intently at Lu Fan, saying, "I have only one condition: I want to participate in the war too."
"As long as you find someone to take over your work, I won't object!"
Lu Fan nodded in agreement, then turned to Tang Jifeng: "Fourth Brother, there's something you need to expedite."
"Brother Fan, I can participate in the war, but I must drive a tank~~"
Tang Jifeng leaned in mischievously, stating his condition.
"What's the fun in driving a tank?" Lu Fan said with a smile playing on his lips: "Someone of Fourth Young Master Tang's status must fly a plane!"
Tang Jifeng pouted and rolled his eyes: "Damn~~ you're messing with me!"
Lu Fan smiled calmly: "Your task is to form an aviation squadron, and I've even gotten you training planes!"
"You're so fierce, Brother Fan~~ You're not joking, are you~~"
Tang Jifeng straightened up like he'd been injected with adrenaline, his eyes shining.
"When have I ever misled you?" Lu Fan calmly lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "I've sorted out the planes and such.
However, for pilots, you'll have to poach them from your principal's side."
"Alright~~ it's just pilots~~ it might be difficult for others, but for me, Tang Four, it's no problem at all!"
Tang Jifeng crossed his legs, took a puff of his cigarette, and responded with a relaxed demeanor.
This situation left Lu Fan speechless.
Pilots in this era were treasures among treasures.
Throughout the country, only the Jianqiao Technical Academy could train pilots.
And not everyone was qualified to be trained.
Existing pilots were either children of high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, or prominent families... Wait~~~ high-ranking officials, prominent families, wealthy merchants... wasn't that exactly Old Tang's circle?
Seeing this, Xu Lai covered her mouth and chuckled: "Brother Fan, it really isn't difficult for Fourth Brother to find a few pilots.
Many of his childhood friends, classmates, and friends are pilots."
Lu Fan, suddenly enlightened, waved his hand: "I'm leaving this to you.
The training planes are japanese goods. In a few days, I'll get you some high-tech, powerful stuff!
Also, get the tank training started!"
"Understood! Just watch me!" Tang Jifeng replied confidently.
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