"It's good to use this place as a warehouse first!" Standing in the empty dock, Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Is it a little wet?" Feng Zhigang next to him said in confusion.

"No, no, it's just right. This kind of place is suitable for Black Sorkin. Move all the arms and Black Sorkin in the warehouse here, put them here, and leave them here!" Yang Feng waved his hand and pointed at the ground of the dock and drew it.

During this period, Feng Zhigang smuggled a total of 100 double 37mm anti-aircraft guns and 200,000 shells. These shells include 50,000 armor-piercing shells and 150,000 killer grenades, and ordinary trigger fuses. Yang Feng ordered a batch of time fuses from the United States, and if necessary, just replace them. As for the radio near-explosion, he would not be ready to take out this thing until the war.

In addition to anti-aircraft artillery, there are also 10,000 Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, 2,000 Type 56 submachine guns, 1,000 Type 56 squad machine guns, and 100 Type 57 heavy machine guns. These are all vacated from the militia arsenal. Although they cannot be considered new guns, they are also new. After all, militias rarely used several times at this time.

"Go, call your dad and tell him that I'm very satisfied with the armored vehicles he sold to me, so this time I'm going to take care of his big business." Yang Feng patted Elena, who was lying on the beach and basking in the sun, and said.

The one he bought for Sabrin was his chariot selling dog meat with a sheep's head, that is, self-propelled artillery. I wonder what he had like to drive back ten chariots with 155mm heavy artillery. Yang Feng guessed very maliciously.

"Can't you need any modern sight-seeing equipment?" Sabrin on the phone almost confused Yang Feng. He was still counting on selling a few 2s19s!

"Yes, to put it simply, the level of informatization cannot exceed the level of World War II. You also know that I am sold to the black uncles. You can't expect them to play with those modern things, right? In addition, the body of the car itself cannot have those messy information instruments, which is not enough to cause trouble for them." Yang Feng said with certainty.

"Well, I think I know what artillery you need, but I need to be sure what you have to do with the caliber," Sabrin asked.

"I don't know much about caliber, but the range must be guaranteed to be less than 20 kilometers." Yang Feng said. The Japanese 150mm heavy artillery seemed to be able to hit more than ten kilometers in a hurry, and the range of 20 kilometers was enough to abuse them.

"So do you mind using North Korean artillery?" Sabrin said.

"North Korea?" Yang Feng was stunned. He really didn't expect that Xiao Sun would have something good in his hands.

"The 170mm self-propelled artillery is usually called the Gushan cannon outside, and they themselves call it the main cannon."

"170?" Yang Feng's lips were trembling a little. He could already imagine the scene when He Yingqin suffered a heart disease. Not only He Yingqin had a heart disease. Even the Japanese probably had a heart disease. Their best mobile artillery now is the Type 89 150 cannon. A behemoth weighing more than ten tons was almost scrap after leaving the railway, and this was a self-propelled artillery.

If you really drive the Gushan cannon back, it will probably be more than just a sensation. It would be an earthquake, but it seems to be quite a bit of a problem. Should you buy it or not? Yang Feng felt a little confused. If you buy it, the Japanese would probably go crazy.

After thinking about it, he decided to give up this tempting idea for the time being.

"The caliber is a bit too big. It's better not to exceed 155 mm." He said reluctantly.

"If that's the case, you're not interested in using older cannons."

“How old is it?”

"It's not too old. The 2c3 152mm self-propelled artillery was developed in the late 1960s. I will try to choose the production time for you that is relatively late, and then remove some modern things according to your requirements. The maximum range is less than 20 kilometers. Of course, it is enough if you use the bottom-row extended range bomb."

"Yes, yes, I need ten. Can you deliver them to me within half a month? In addition, you can try to get as many shells as possible. Just 10,000 rounds!"

"Yes, there should be no problem!"

"In addition, please contact me and buy five Gushan cannons! With five thousand shells, there are no signs, no artillery or ammunition." After hesitation, Yang Feng still couldn't resist the temptation of the 170 cannon. At most, he could buy it and put it here first. When the war started, there was no need to worry about anything. Just pull it over and abuse the Japanese.

After solving the cannon, the rest was his oxygen torpedo. This thing was quite troublesome and he would definitely not be able to buy it now. He was reluctant to sell it to Comrade Joseph, so he could only find a factory to customize it. This thing was not very complicated, it was nothing more than adding an oxygen tank in the torpedo propulsion chamber. The key was that it was impossible to find the ignition method at that time. You must know that it was crazy to use pure oxygen to ignite it. Basically, it was blown at a little bit, so he was so scared that he didn't dare to play it. Later, a Japanese engineer accidentally found a safer ignition method. Of course, it was just safer. It was easy to explode if he was accidentally injured. Therefore, the Americans mocked that the number of warships in this thing was almost as big as the enemy warships that sank.

How to make it is very simple, but I'm afraid no one is willing to make it for him. What if I accidentally blow it up? After thinking about it, Xiao Sun is more suitable for this. Their lives are not worthwhile. Since Sabrin has a hookup with them, he will naturally entrust him to do this job.

Sabrin is now numb to his strange demands, so when Yang Feng proposed to copy a few Japanese spear torpedoes from World War II as a private collection, he just thought that his daughter's lover had a problem with his mental state, but for the price of that one of them worth $500,000, he still hoped that Yang Feng's mental state would be worse.

There is also the technical information of various aircraft in the early stages of World War II, including design drawings. This is a big task. It is not about the difficulty, but the cumbersomeness. Although many such aircraft were actually still in use at this time, it was still a difficult project to get them all together. Of course, there is no need to do such a thing by himself. He directly contacted a civil aviation association in South Africa through the jeweler Philip and entrusted them with the money. Yang Feng's request was to get all the information and drawings of propeller aircraft used by countries before and after World War II.

In addition to arms, there are naturally all kinds of goods. This is only available from China. The hottest sellers now are medicines, and the remaining daily chemical products. This time, he brings a few new products. At this time, men like to use hair wax to wipe their heads like dogs. If that's the case, bring them some sausage. In addition, Elena's Maybelline's colorful lipstick attracted his attention. I wonder if this thing is in line with the aesthetic of that era?

No matter what, I sold my bikini, let alone a tube of lipstick.

Nestlé seems to be studying instant coffee? What if it sells the instant coffee technology to them? It doesn’t seem to be very complicated. Modern messy coffee brands have complete taste adjustment issues. They only sell processing technology, and taste is nothing to do.

In addition, this time it's time to apply for a patent for polypropylene. Recently, because polyethylene is about to be put into production, the Japanese's attitude towards themselves has gradually begun to smell like killing donkeys. This is not possible, they have to always beg for themselves.

Because there were too many things needed, Yang Feng stayed for another month this time, and then after all the supplies were completed, he chose a dark and windy night and slipped into his fully enclosed dock alone. There was a newest password lock installed here, and no one knew the password except him. Even the gate at the exit of the dock made him the same password lock. Before leaving, he specifically told Feng Zhigang that after he left, he would not open the dock.

Feng Zhigang was not stupid. He had already vaguely guessed what his mysterious boss used to smuggle, so he naturally faithfully executed his orders. In fact, after Yang Feng left, he deliberately asked Jin Yuan's mercenaries to guard the dock.

Yang Feng was still the same as usual. He rushed to Dagukou at night from the sea. It was raining at this time. He could vaguely see a Japanese warship wandering in the distance, searching for the sea with searchlights. He didn't care much. This sea area was their world, and the few small broken ships of the National Government dared not come at all. Sometimes he even dared to disarm the customs anti-smuggling ships. Otherwise, why would the smuggling in Jidong be so rampant, and the Japanese army would support him behind it.

However, Yang Feng was not interested in dealing with them. His cargo ship slowly sank and turned into a semi-submersible ship. Only a small amount of cargo was exposed to the water surface, and then slowly walked around from a distance. After entering Dagukou, as the water depth became shallower, it slowly returned to normal.

After arriving in Tianjin, he called the American soldiers to show him the boat as usual, and at the same time called the security brigade, asking Lao Lin to bring people to pick up the goods. Then he went to the customs declaration. With his current identity, it was just a formality. The customs people have benefited him a lot and they don’t care about the source of his goods at all. He said that wherever he ships it, it is where he ships it. Yang Feng would not talk to them about the tariffs, nor did he care about the money, and the customs would not check his goods. Everyone knows that Boss Yang not only holds the army, but also fights with the Song family. Naturally, there will be no such person who dares to check the goods he ships himself.

Even the British General Taxation Department, after learning that Boss Yang, who had been missing for more than a month, came back, quickly came out and held Yang Feng's hand and asked about his well-being like an old friend. As soon as Yang Feng left, he would definitely bring good things back. The British consortium in Shanghai had told him to keep a close eye on it. As soon as Yang Feng came back, he would immediately ask for something and report it quickly so that the consortium leaders would prepare early.

After Yang Feng finished socializing with him, more than an hour had passed. The customs staff had already completed all the procedures for him. Yang Feng signed a check and paid the tariffs, and then returned to the dock under the protection of the guard who had just arrived to welcome him.

As soon as I arrived at the dock, I saw a group of Japanese people surrounding several customs anti-smugglers, shouting arrogantly.

"What are these B-makers doing?" Yang Feng asked Daniel, who was watching the fun.

"Boss, your customs anti-smugglers found hailoin on these Japanese ships. There might be some skirmishes during the inspection. A Japanese was slightly injured, so they drove your anti-smugglers out and refused to admit that they brought contraband. They probably wanted to delay time and wait for their garrison to come." Daniel gloated that he was about to retire, but Yang Feng had already arranged work for him and several American soldiers who made the puppy incident together and went to JY Company to work as a security guard, so he has now directly called Yang Feng the boss.

"What else can their garrison do when they come?" Yang Feng asked strangely.

"It's very simple. When their garrison comes, your anti-smuggling personnel will definitely not dare to check on board. If they are entangled for a while, their warships at Dagukou will come. Then the anti-smuggling ships will have to be released. When their ships leave, they can protest to your government with confidence, protesting that your anti-smuggling personnel will beat legal Japanese merchants, and then they will put forward many conditions. If you don't agree, they will send more warships until you agree to their conditions."

Judging from the proficiency of this business, it is estimated that Americans have done this a lot.

As soon as he finished speaking, a team of Japanese military vehicles drove over, and almost at the same time, a car was also arrived. The Japanese Consul General in Tianjin walked out of the car arrogantly and then pretended to raise a serious protest to the customs officials responsible for handling the matter.

Just as he was protesting, almost a squadron of Japanese troops quickly occupied the dock and drove the unloading workers aside. However, they soon encountered a nail.

The security brigade, which also occupied the dock, would not care about them? The brigade guard battalion came. The battalion commander was Wang Chuanming's younger brother. He was also a passionate young man who participated in the 29th movement. Now he is well-equipped and well-trained, so he will not be afraid of the Japanese. The soldiers on both sides quickly pushed and shoved.

"Consul Chuanyue. What do your soldiers want to do? When will Tianjin Port be under the jurisdiction of the Japanese?" Yang Feng walked over and said coldly.

When he saw that it was Chuan Yue, he was stunned for a moment, then changed into a smile and said, "Mr. Yang. I didn't expect that you are here, our merchants from the Japanese Empire have been treated unfairly here, so come and deal with it. Of course, we will not hinder the normal work of the port."

But he said this a little late. Among the soldiers pushing each other on the dock, some unknown guns were gone, and a crisp sound of gunfire was heard. All the soldiers on both sides subconsciously lay down, pointing all the weapons in their hands towards each other.

Chuan Yue's face became a little ugly. He knew that he was in trouble. If he had not fired, he would not mind giving in. But now the gunshots were heard, no matter who had fired, he could not give in, otherwise he, a diplomat, would have ended up being the end.

"Mr. Yang, I think you'd better let your soldiers retreat to avoid accidents. Our Japanese Imperial soldiers will help you supervise the unloading of goods." He looked at Yang Feng and said lightly.

"Why is it that someone who is not yours retreating? It's not Haiguangji here."

"Mr. Yang, this is not your defense zone either."

"Yes, but this is China, this is our own territory. We have the right to mobilize anywhere in our country, but you can't."

"Mr. Yang, I hope you understand that the Japanese Empire's army has the right to garrison on your territory according to the Xinchou Treaty. This is the right we have won with cannons." Chuan Yue said with a sneer.

"Is it great to have cannons?" Yang Feng shrugged.

"Yes, you can understand this way, only those with cannons have a say."

"That is to say, if I have a cannon, I have the right to speak." Yang Feng said with a sneer.

"It's a pity that you don't have it. Not only you don't have it, but you don't even have your country." Chuan Yue replied to him with the same smile.

Yang Feng shrugged, turned to Daniel beside him and said, "Daniel comes here, and you, you!"

He pointed to the two guards casually and took the three of them onto the ship.

Chuan Yue looked at them for some reason until they disappeared into the cabin. Then, a piece of steel plate more than four meters wide was pushed out from the side of the ship near the dock, and one end was directly placed on the dock. Then the roar of the engine came from the cabin.

Not to mention him at this time, even the soldiers on both sides who were confronting on the dock couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the cargo ship beside them. Then there was a harsh scratching sound inside, like countless rusty gears were rotating.

A few seconds later a huge muzzle, like a chimney, suddenly popped out of the deck.

"Nani?!" Chuan Yue's chin almost fell to the ground.

Before he could come to his senses, a steel monster more than three meters wide and two meters high roared and rushed out of the cabin, suddenly adjusted his head and rushed to the dock along the steel plates on the side of the ship.

At this moment, Chuan Yue even felt the ground under his feet trembling. He never expected that Yang Feng would hide such a monster in the cabin. Looking at this huge chariot that he had never seen or imagined before, Chuan Yue felt that the world in front of him was a little unreal.

The customs official next to him looked at Chuan Yue's trembling legs with a mocking look on his face.

The 2c3 self-propelled howitzer weighing dozens of tons was dumbfounded by the soldiers on both sides, and rushed straight towards Chuanyue not far away. Her huge body rushed directly in front of the Japanese army. The steel tracks instantly rolled their rifle into iron pieces. When they woke up from the shock, almost half of them had lost their weapons.

The prehistoric monster-like 2c3 rushed to Chuan Yue, and the huge muzzle almost hit his nose before he stopped. Then Yang Feng lifted the hatch and appeared.

"Consul Chuanyue, I also have cannons now, should I have the right to speak?" The guy said arrogantly.

At this moment, the guard battalion, which had already woken up, instantly surrounded the Japanese troops at the port, and semi-automatic rifles forced these guys who had not yet woken up. Then several soldiers stepped forward and simply knocked down the Japanese people blocking the anti-smugglers, guarding them and rushed directly onto the Japanese merchant ship equipped with hai Luoyin.

Consul Chuan Yue finally woke up, his face was pale, his lips trembled, "Yang, Mr. Yang, the Japanese Empire will let you know the anger of a strong man."

"I'm so scared!" Yang Feng said pretending to touch his chest.

However, Chuan Yue was not simply intimidation. As soon as he finished speaking, an anti-smuggling team member ran over and lay in the official's ear and said a few words.
Chapter completed!