Of course, Yang Feng couldn't run away now. The Japanese side was dispatching troops to prepare to encircle the rebels! They had to give all parties plenty of time to ferment.

As for the others, there is nothing to prepare. This guy knows some Japanese and there is no problem with daily conversations. Then he puts on a Japanese military uniform and will not doubt him as long as he doesn't walk out of the tank. Then he will provide some ammunition to the shuttle, which is easy to solve.

Although he is not familiar with the current terrain of Tokyo, he left enough aerial photos when the Dragon attacked Tokyo. The rebels mainly occupied the Nagata-cho area, as long as they record this area clearly.

As for the others, I can only wait for the performance on the spot. Anyway, I can run if I can't continue playing!

"Boss, Lockheed's reply to you!" Han Caiyi interrupted his imagination and handed him a thick letter.

Regarding the one-type land combat design drawings sent by Yang Feng, Kelly Johnson proposed that the same Pratt & Whitney engine as the Liberator Bomber could be used. The body structure is still in accordance with the original design and only a little modification is required.

This is actually similar to Type 2.

Yang Feng was very satisfied with this plan. Even if the zero-type appearance appeared, the bald man would not have no means of resistance.

"I replied to Lockheed and said that I agreed to their plan and produce the prototype as quickly as possible. I must be ahead of Curtis. I cannot let them take such a big business!" Yang Feng said to Han Caiyi.

This guy is a bit shameless to say this. The mature design and high-performance materials have made the two-body demons appearing in advance so that major American aircraft manufacturing companies can't raise their heads. Although this kind of aircraft is relatively expensive and the performance of the Allison engine is a little malfunction, the dazzling data has already made all their aircraft, even those in the design are eclipsed.

Fortunately, due to the price issue, the US Army Air Force only purchased 80 aircraft, leaving a large part of the low-end market for other companies to compete. After all, the US Army Air will not only be equipped with long-range fighters, otherwise these guys would have attacked Lockheed long ago.

This situation also exists on other aircraft. Although the Liberator snatched half of the orders that should have belonged to B17, he left half of them after all. Although Hercules A330 made Douglas DC3 look like an ugly duckling, the expensive price also daunted those airlines, while DC3 gave them a low-end choice. Besides, unless the distance is too far, there is no need to use Hercules. DC3 cannot fly from New York to Los Angeles, but flying to Atlanta is still enough. The two just form a market complement.

This also makes Yang Feng's relationship with other American aircraft manufacturing companies not too tense. After all, with the expansion of quantum funds, this guy's position in the US economy is becoming more and more important.

Now Curtis is still doing his best to make their p36. Yang Feng is not going to let Hawke 75 appear in China. He has gone to the American airline market to make trouble. What's the matter with someone to copy his hometown?

The bald man's plane was determined like this. He first produced a prototype at Lockheed, and then placed the parts that could not be produced in the United States. The parts that could be produced should be produced domestically as much as possible, and then assembled and sold to the bald man.

However, it is best to let Kelly Johnson explain this matter to Curtis. It would be bad if they were scared by the time. This aircraft does not seem to be worse than their p36 in any aspect. We should tell them that Lockheed will not sell this type of aircraft in the United States. This is specially ordered by the Chinese government. It is impossible to do something about hatred. People expect the p36 to support themselves. If you don’t leave some way out for others, you will fight you desperately.

In addition to aircraft, tanks can basically be confirmed. Luo Kai gave him a terrain design drawing, and then Wang Chuanming and others added the car body and turret design to him. As for the artillery, the artillery is temporarily used with Vickers' English 47 guns, and the performance of this gun is still OK. Yang Feng is going to talk to the British about authorized production in China.

According to Wang Chuanming's estimate, the total weight of this tank should be around 12 tons, which is enough. Until now, the Japanese do not have a decent tank. This level of tank is enough to deal with them. Besides, he did not use it himself. If there is no consumption, what would he use to make money from the bald man?

There is nothing to worry about in production. The construction of the armored steel project in Chongqing has begun. It is also possible to produce small batches in Peking. Welding and casting are not a problem. When the chassis is built there, it can be started directly.

On the night of the 28th, there was a crowd in front of the Zhenguang Cinema in Peking. Yang Feng, wearing a SS leather coat, leaning on a titanium cane and Han Caiyi in an evening dress. Surrounded by fully armed bodyguards, he walked out of his special bulletproof version of Maybach like a third-rate star.

Today is the world premiere of Pinocchio. Boss Yang rarely showed up in public. The security guard dispatched a battalion to block all buildings nearby that could see this location. Before he found the person who killed Yang Yongtai, he didn't want to be shot by the head of the SVD like Lao Yang.

The premiere was naturally very successful. After all, I like to watch good movies, especially those young girls. Han Caiyi was moved to tears and was very dissatisfied with the sleepy boss around her.

"Boss, what a good movie, how can you sleep?" the little girl pushed Yang Feng and said, wiping her tears.

"Watch your movies, don't worry about adults' affairs at the children's house." Boss Yang adjusted a more comfortable position and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

He has important work tonight, can he not sleep? Along with some previous activities and more than an hour of screening time, the entire premiere lasted for two hours. Then, amid countless applause, Boss Yang said a few words of silence, and left the cinema with his little secretary who had already had an affair with him. As for where the two will go next, it is very interesting. As for men, both fiancées are not around and their lovers are abroad. At this time, there is inevitably a time of emptiness and loneliness. Who doesn’t like the young and beautiful female students?

What no one knew was that the convoy had not walked far away and separated. One team drove to Jinyuan Company, while the other team went straight out of the city, inside the security division headquarters. Yang Feng changed into the ammunition-loaded cargoes and disappeared into the dark night.

Tokyo, Japan, has been in a state of panic for three consecutive days. The mutiny soldiers killed several cabinet ministers. It is said that even the Prime Minister was killed. The troops mobilized from nearby were confronting the rebels, and even the naval battleships were even driven to Tokyo Bay. The main gun of the Nagamon battleship has been aimed at the rebel stronghold. This treasure that has not participated in any wars will hit its capital if it fails to get the first shell. This news is indeed very frustrating.

Fortunately, both the rebels and the troops that came to suppress the rebellion have maintained restraint so far, and no real battle has occurred. But even so, the tense atmosphere in the air has made many ordinary people unable to sleep at night.

On a cold winter night, Matsumoto's soldiers were trembling in the bunker, staring nervously at a brigade of the Guards Division not far away. There was a brigade of the Guards Division. The two sides had been confronting each other for two days. The passionateness of the first revival when they first started was exhausted by the cold air and increasingly chaotic news. Now all that was left was fear of their future.

Despite this, Mr. Matsumoto still thought that he had no mistakes. There were too many treacherous officials around the Emperor. They deceived the Shengyin and made the country mess up. They colluded with the chaebols, making the people poorer and poorer. They even colluded with foreign chaebols to sell the interests of the empire. For the luxury goods that the rich enjoyed, they gave the Chinese land exchanged for the blood of the imperial soldiers to the greedy Chinese tyrant merchant.

When he thought of his younger brother who died in Jidong, his hatred could not help but surged. Jiro was such a good child, so he was already a second lieutenant at a young age, and the hope of the family was placed on him. Now there was nothing, only a jar of ashes came back, but those treacherous ministers who controlled the country did not want to avenge the dead soldiers, but instead used their blood as bargaining chips for profit. Everyone of such treacherous ministers were killed.

When he thought of this, even the air around him was not so cold, and an unprecedented sense of mission surged in his heart, Matsumoto couldn't help but feel passionate.

"Everyone, cheer up, the future of the empire depends on us!" Matsumoto said, looking at his companions who were listless around him, waving his fists.

"Matsumoto, what do you think we will be?" a companion asked quietly.

"If you don't succeed, you will be successful. Even if you die, we will drag the treacherous ministers to die together. Only in this way can we clear the shadow of the future of the Great Japanese Empire!" Matsumoto said viciously.

"Matsumoto, it's well!" A lieutenant praised with a passionate expression on his face, but unfortunately not many of them were infected by them. The most taboo thing about rebellion is to drag it out. If he had taken the passionate look to the palace and met the emperor and expressed his feelings, maybe he had already returned to the country to Qingming Festival now, and the lieutenant sighed helplessly.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly ran over and said with a hint of joy: "Squadron Captain, there is a chariot to join us!"

The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, but then a smile appeared on his face. The mutiny of them were all infantry and no chariots. Although a chariot was not very useful, it could enhance one's morale.

The lieutenant quickly followed the soldier to an alley, and then saw a chariot that he had never seen before parked there. The turret was not a Type 95 37 gun, and a 57mm short-barrel gun, which was already dawn. With the faint light, a driver with a fur hat could be seen poking his head out of the turret and looking at him.

"Lieutenant, I am Shan Qi, an engineer from the Mitsui Chariot Research Institute. I heard that you have made a promise and came to help me." When she saw the lieutenant coming, Yang Feng, wearing a tank cap and gold-rimmed glasses, said with a sacred look on his face.

Looking at the lieutenant's puzzled look, the guy continued: "This is the Type 97 medium-sized chariot in the experiment. We drove it out because we had no other weapons."

The lieutenant hurriedly saluted with surprise.

"Several of my companions do not want to show up because they are worried that they will implicate their family. Please forgive me." Yang Feng continued to say apologetically.

"It's understandable that we are very grateful for your help!" the lieutenant said hurriedly.

The tank slowly started, followed the lieutenant and quickly drove to the front. His morale was sluggish and immediately felt a little excited. Then Yang Feng brought out a box of cigarettes from the tank and divided it, and his morale was even higher.

Yang Feng looked at the watch in a pretentious manner, then lowered his head and whispered to the lieutenant: "I just got the news before I came that Yamasugi has ordered in the name of the Deputy Chief of Staff. At five o'clock in the morning, you should promptly notify other righteous men to prepare."

"What? This is impossible. The division commander came only yesterday. He just asked us to return to the garrison and did not raise such a threat!" the lieutenant exclaimed.

After Yanagawa's death, the commander of the First Division was replaced by Hiro's husband. During this period, he and Kawashima, the more gentle generals, were busy adjusting. Therefore, these soldiers still trusted him more.

Yang Feng looked at him with contempt and said, "Lieutenant, General Yamasugi Yuan is the deputy chief of staff, and he is the highest person in charge of the General Staff. He has the right to mobilize the army, and,"

Speaking of this, Yang Feng lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "My uncle is His Majesty's attendant. This is what he asked me to tell you on behalf of the attendant of the village. Shan Shanyuan bewitched the holy hearing. He despised you for your actions to support King Yongren. His Majesty was furious, so he authorized Shan Shanyuan to take action by force."

"Bastard, this guy wants to take the opportunity to beat all the loyal and righteous people of our Emperor Dao Sect in one fell swoop." Although the lieutenant was not very clear-headed, he immediately understood Yama Shanyuan's sinister intentions.

Yang Feng looked at him with praise, and then said, "Your behavior offended the navy. I have to say that you have done it inappropriately. Prime Minister Okada is also a general of the navy. How can you stop killing him? With their help, Yamasugito will naturally submit it.

The servants of the village mean that you only have one choice now. Face the Saint."

"Face Saint?" Lieutenant was startled. This was unimaginable to him. In the eyes of the Japanese, the Emperor was a god, the sun that could not be seen with his eyes. When he thought of this, he was a little timid.

"Yes, Face the Saint. There is no other choice. Only by letting Your Majesty see your loyalty directly can you expose Yama Sugiyuan's lies, otherwise you will have to die on the charge of rebellion.

Originally, you could express your loyalty to the emperor through the two generals Masaki and Araki, but they have now been forbidden from contact with you by Yamasugimoto. So you can only use this extraordinary method. For Your Majesty and for the Empire, you have no choice." Yang Feng said in a deceptive tone.

The lieutenant was messy. To be honest, if he could do such a job, his mind would not be too flexible. He was basically fooled by others as a gun. It would be difficult for such a person to remain rational in such an emergency.

And what Yang Feng said is true. Two and two six are Yamasugimon jumping up and down and needs to be solved by force. The chief servant of the Honjo has indeed advised the Emperor, and the Emperor is indeed afraid that his brother will take his throne. Even his brother has come to Tokyo, but he has only been intercepted halfway, so this guy's words can stand scrutiny.

The lieutenant quickly ran to tell the other mutiny officers Yang Feng what they said. These guys were indeed anxious and all ran over.

Yang Feng repeated the words just now again.

"You guys, do you think I am really inspired by the righteous acts of you guys, so I came here?" After repeating, Yang Feng also emphasized his tone and pointed out that he actually has a special mission.

"But now the morale of the soldiers..." a second lieutenant said with some difficulty.

Indeed, they were full of loyalty and righteousness, loyal to the emperor and the country, and vowed to clear away the traitors for the country, but many of the soldiers under them were fooled. Now they had long been exhausted. If they weren't afraid of scheming the accounts in the autumn, they might have run away.

"Think of some solutions! It is not difficult to boost the morale of the soldiers. It is okay to scare them, give them some benefits, or inspire their hatred." Yang Feng said.

"Yes, the guys in the control camp are all lackeys of the chaebol. For their own interests, they indulged the despicable Chinese man Yang Feng and Shan Qijun. What's wrong with you?" The lieutenant asked Yang Feng who was choking.

"No, nothing, I'm full of hatred when I hear this name."

"Yes, every patriot is full of hatred for this name. He used stockings to cause our silkworm farmers to go bankrupt, squeezed out their last little wealth with expensive medicines, robbed e-killed e-kill with the bandits he raised, kidnapped our loved ones, and humiliated our dignity with those evil cosmetics,"

"Du Bianjun's fiancée, because of his salary, could not even afford a bottle of olay, and left him!" The lieutenant explained to Yang Feng in a low voice.

"It's so indignant!" Yang Feng said indignantly.

"Why is this happening? It's not the result of the indulgence of those chaebols. We have countless opportunities to kill him. As a result, those chaebols and gangsters colluded with their enemies and betrayed our country again and again for their interests. Now it's time to liquidate all this. Kill the gangsters first and then destroy Yang Feng!" Second Lieutenant Watanabe's voice became louder and louder, and at the end, he even roared with his fists.

Yang Feng was frightened to find that there were more and more soldiers around him echoing Watanabe, and many even showed expressions of grim teeth and hatred.

"Why do you hate Yang Feng so much?" He asked a roaring soldier next to him carefully.

"My brother was poisoned by him to death by the Luan River!" Matsumoto's top soldier said gritting his teeth.

If they knew who I was, I wonder if they would be able to remove the tanks for me. Yang Feng thought to himself with a little creepy look at the excited scene of the crowd.

"Now it is only half an hour before their total attack. Whether His Majesty the Emperor's loyal and brave warriors will be famous in history to save the country from danger, or to die as rebels for thousands of years depends on your choice.

Use your guns, your courage, and your loyalty to clear the haze in front of you, and give this world a clear light. Come on! For the Emperor, for the Empire, for this blood-red dawn!" This guy took out a knife from somewhere, stood in the tank turret and roared.
Chapter completed!