MTL - I Am the Light of Science and Technology-Chapter 73 The all-powerful female marshal in the Republic of China (5)

Huang Ping looked at her suddenly.

This was the first time in the past two days that he felt that this woman really did what she said.

She said that the cannery was under her control. In the face of so many Japanese people with guns and unfriendly attitudes, she also stood up and did not shirk the blame...

"Who are you?" The Japanese next to Mingyuan Jiro narrowed his eyes and looked at Bai Zhi.

She was undoubtedly a good-looking woman, and still young.

The temperament and momentum are exceptionally different, and they are integrated into a woman, so that people who see her will rarely pay attention to her appearance, and will only be overwhelmed by her aura.

But this Japanese is obviously an animal thinking in the lower body, and can only see the face.

He looked at Bai Zhi up and down, his eyes were frivolous.

As soon as Zhou De's face turned black, he was about to act.

Bai Zhi raised his hand, Zhou De held it down immediately, but kept his eyes on the Japanese opposite, holding a gun in his hand, ready to do anything at any time.

The same goes for the other three.

Inside the door behind them, Jiang Xiaotian looked out from the crack of the door, staring at the frivolous Japanese man with round black eyes.

"I, Ye Baizhi, are in charge of this cannery now. Discuss with me if you have anything." As she spoke, her cold eyes under her glasses swept towards the frivolous Japanese.

Just a glance.

The Japanese who was harboring bad thoughts towards Bai Zhi suddenly seemed to be being stared at by the devil, and his back began to sweat coldly, and his brain was instantly sober to the extreme.

Mingyuan Jiro frowned, looked at them coldly, and the gun in his hand moved: "I don't care what you are doing or who is in charge of the cannery, I have to get canned food, don't play tricks!"

Obviously, he thought that the scene in front of him was that Huang Ping and Ye Baizhi were playing tricks in order not to supply them with canned food.

"Mingyuan Taijun, you want that amount, we really can't come up with it. Now we can only take out one-third of it. Taijun, you are accommodating-" Huang Ping cried with a sad face.

The gun was pointed at him again, and his fingers pulled the trigger.

Huang Ping couldn't say the last words again, he was so scared that he almost collapsed on the ground, completely being held by two other Japanese people.

Bai Zhi: "I understand, do you want canned food?"

She didn't speak honorably, and she didn't mean much respect.

Mingyuan Jiro looked at her, his face was a little ugly, and the expressions of some Japanese people behind him also became ugly, and took out the bayonet.

He was about to speak...

Bai Zhi: "We really only produce one-third of the production at present. Otherwise, you can wait for the day after tomorrow. I will ask the workers to work overtime tonight. In the early morning of the day after tomorrow, I will supply you all, a lot."

Huang Ping looked at her suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Even those Japanese people were stunned for a while, but they didn't expect this woman to say such a thing.

The corner of Bai Zhi's mouth slightly hooked: "If you are willing to wait a little longer, we will definitely be able to produce more cans."

"Are you serious? Will it be ready for us early in the morning the day after tomorrow?" Akira Jiro asked.

The day after tomorrow morning, when the Japanese army sent it out.

Bai Zhi nodded: "Of course, you are customers, and we have to do our best to prepare what customers want when we work overtime."

Akihara Jiro and the people next to him looked at each other, and both saw smiles and ridicules in each other's eyes.

Immediately, Akihara Jiro closed the gun: "Okay, then we will wait until the morning the day after tomorrow, just in the morning the day after tomorrow we are going to leave."

After a pause, he threatened again: "If you can't finish it on time, don't blame us for being rude."

"Bang—" He raised his hand and shot a nearby tree.

Good marksmanship, hit.

But Bai Zhi didn't even look at it, just smiled and said, "Of course, I swear with my life that I will definitely prepare all canned food for you."

Mingyuan Jiro smiled, and Bai Zhi stretched out his hand: "What's your name? You will be a friend of our Japanese country in the future. You are more on the road than Huang Ping."

Huang Ping: "…"

Bai Zhi didn't stretch out her hand, she glanced at his hand: "Sorry, I'm not used to shaking hands with people."

"Presumptuous—" someone shouted next to him.

Akihara Jiro stopped him, withdrew his hand, and kept smiling: "It doesn't matter, we are friends, we must understand each other, I will understand you."

Bai Zhi also smiled: "At six o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, come to pick up the can on time."

"Hahaha, refreshing! See you the day after tomorrow." After speaking, Akihara Jiro turned around and left.

The Japanese man next to him said to him in Japanese: "This woman is a little rude, why don't we teach her a lesson?"

He was the man with the frivolous eyes just now.

"Don't make any extravagance, the important thing is the military supplies, she can provide canned food, and the important thing is the canned food, not her attitude. Women in this country are always so conservative, they will shake hands without shaking hands. We will fight with Qin, and we will finish the war first. Speaking of other things, what do you want to do when you get back?" Akihara Jiro said calmly.

The man nodded: "Okay, a woman is a woman, she is short-sighted, she must have thought she could get paid from us, so she immediately promised to provide us with so many cans!"

In fact, they knew from the beginning that the cannery couldn't provide the quantity they wanted, and they said this just to put pressure on Huang Ping, who knew that the woman agreed in one bite.

Mingyuan Jiro chuckled: "Stupid people of the Republic of China, it is their blessing to make offerings for us, what kind of reward do you want?"

"Yes, hahaha."

The sound faded away.

In place, Bai Zhi looked at their backs coldly.

"Our factory has no way to supply them with so many cans! And if they don't give money, they will definitely not give them a drop!" Huang Ping couldn't wait to tell Bai Zhi.

He badly wanted Bai Zhi to help him and let her meet the anger of those Japanese people, but when Bai Zhi promised to provide them, he was anxious again.

If Angelica cannot be taken out tomorrow, not only will Angelica be finished, but he will not survive!

Bai Zhi glanced at him and said lightly, "Who said we don't have canned food?"

Huang Ping: "..." A can of fart? !

Their cannery doesn't have that much food for canning at all, where did she conjure canned food? !

and many more-

No, they do have cans!

Shouldn't the cans she was talking about be the new batch she produced? !

"That canned food is edible?!" Huang Ping was shocked.

"We can't eat it, but the Japanese people 'eat' it just fine." After Bai Zhi finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the factory.

Soon, Huang Ping heard her voice coming from inside—

"Come on everyone, work overtime tonight, and in a few days, I will give you overtime pay, food, meat and silver dollars!"

"Okay—" the workers cheered.

Huang Ping: "..." Hehe.

This woman's marksmanship is very good, but she is also very bragging.

She used to talk about world peace, but now she talks about meat and food. Does she know how expensive they are now? !

Huang Ping suddenly wanted to run away overnight.

After all, this batch of problematic cans was handed over to the Japanese. Once they were discovered, they would definitely come back to clean them up. Even if they were going to fight, it would still be easy to clean up her and herself!

Moreover, there are still many Japanese people left behind in the northern capital.

The more I think about Huang Ping, the more scared I feel, and I can't sit still.

Six o'clock the next morning.

All canned, all outside the cannery.

Mingyuan Jiro and many Japanese people drove over to carry them. When he saw the mountains of cans, he immediately laughed and narrowed his eyes.

"Hahaha, my friend, you are really good!" He came over with a big laugh.

Bai Zhi showed a shallow smile: "All canned food is ready, because it is too difficult to get so much food and meat, and it is more anxious to make it, so the taste is average, and it may not be as good as before."

She said, took a can and opened it.

The meaty smell spread, with a bit of astringent taste, it was really not as fragrant as before.

Mingyuan Jiro is not angry, it is very rare to get such a large number of cans.

It doesn't matter if the taste is average, as long as the soldiers under him can fill their stomachs, the people above them don't eat this.

"It doesn't matter! This little problem is not important!" Akira Jiro patted the boxes that were piled up together. A Japanese man opened the boxes and saw that they were all densely packed cans.

He smiled more sincerely, "In the future, if you hang out in Beidu, report me the name of Jiro Akira, and they will give you a face!"

"Thank you then."

Bai Zhi smiled and said: "When will you pay the payment for this batch of goods..."

Mingyuan Jiro interrupted her: "Don't worry, we'll talk about it when we get back."

"This..." Bai Zhi frowned.

"It's all friends. Talking about money hurts feelings. When we come back, I'll find you to reminisce! Hahaha, move away!" Akira Jiro waved, and the other Japanese people immediately moved.

Bai Zhi's brows were still wrinkled, she opened her mouth and closed it again.

Akirahara Jiro looked at all of them, looked at the other person, and smiled complacently together.

"Friend, then we'll leave. Now the army is about to start. Qin can't beat us. We'll come back to you when we come back! Hahaha!" Mingyuan Jiro looked at Bai Zhi.

-Obviously, this was a one-time advantage, and I still want to continue to ask for canned food in the future.

Bai Zhi paused and slowly revealed a smile: "Then you remember my name - Ye Baizhi."

"Ye Baizhi, okay, remember." Akira Jiro repeated her name once, and then he happily took people away.

Bai Zhi looked at his back, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became meaningful.

Huang Ping, who was holding her breath next to her, couldn't bear it anymore. She didn't receive a single silver dollar for this batch of goods. She also put in so many things, and it cost him all!

He didn't dare to say anything when the Japanese were there just now, but now he couldn't bear it anymore and was ready to speak.

Bai Zhi: "You have to remember my name, otherwise, if you go to the Palace of Kings of Hell, you won't know who took your life!"

Her voice was frighteningly cold.

Like a devil, this voice frightened Huang Ping to shiver subconsciously, and his back became cold.

Immediately, she turned to look at Zhou De and the others—

"Zhou De, Chen Jianye, Liu Li, you take the workers and follow these Japanese people from a distance. Remember, it's far away, just follow the traces of their cars. If you encounter villagers on the road, take them with you and tell them - you take them with you. They go to pick up food and use!"

"Remember, wait until the Japanese die before you go. You only need weapons and vehicles. After you take away the guns, bullets, other weapons, and vehicles, you will leave the rations and other things that the Japanese brought with you. villagers."

She looked at Li Fuyu with her gold-rimmed glasses—

"Take Huang Ping with you, call and send a telegram to Qin Ce in Central Province, and say that the Japanese people will help him solve it. Ask him if he wants Japanese guns, bullets and other weapons in exchange for food and meat!"

"Yes—" The four responded in unison, and then acted immediately.

Huang Ping: "..." Stupid.

This woman...isn't crazy? ?

He swallowed, and before he could speak, Li Fuyu grabbed him: "Let's go, the surname is Huang."

Huang Ping: "... lightly, lightly!"

"What do you mean by Ye Shuai? You mean the Japanese are going to die? Why am I a little confused." Liu Li lowered his voice.

The workers who followed behind them were all dumbfounded, but they still followed honestly.

There is no way, life is not easy these days, what is said above, they basically have to do what they can do, otherwise they will lose their jobs, and they will not be able to survive in this troubled world!

Chen Jianye immediately roared, "Don't ask nonsense! What Ye Shuai says is what he says!"

Zhou De nodded: "Yes, what Ye Shuai said never came true?"

Liu Li scratched his head, and immediately became happy: "That's true! Those Japanese people are going to die, and their things are all ours, hahaha, I don't know how much those weapons will cost!"

The simple-minded Liu Li was happy and relieved, but Zhou De and Chen Jianye looked at each other with worry in their eyes.

-Because Ye Shuai's plan, they don't know!

Do the Japanese really all die? !

How did Ye Shuai kill these tens of thousands of Japanese people? !

What if they never died?

It's really... sad to death.

Along the way, of course, they also encountered villagers, but those villagers were obviously frightened, and immediately avoided them as soon as they saw them.

Or Chen Jianye sent a thin man from the factory to the village and shouted—

"Going to pick up food from the Japanese!"

"If you want to go together, hurry up and follow, we have to go, no one is waiting!"

Everyone who heard the voice was confused.

Someone said: "Pick up things from Japanese people? How can Japanese pirates' things be so easy to pick up, they will kill people!"

"These people must be starving."

"No, I'm going! I don't know if they're hungry, but I'm going crazy. My father is going to starve to death. If there's anything to eat, I have to go!"

"Sanlang, don't go, you will lose your life!"

"To die today is the same as dying from starvation tomorrow, but if it were true, my father would survive!"

"Yes, I'm going too, food, I'm going too!"

"Mother, I'm hungry, I want to eat..."

"I'm going!"

Many people responded one after another, and then men, women and children in ragged clothes staggered to follow.

It was too hard for them to live. In the years of war, there has been a famine in the northern province, and wars are taking place everywhere. It is difficult for them to even escape.

Feng Kunjun of Liao Province next to them did not take them in. They had nowhere to go. Staying in such a place, they were really hungry enough to eat dirt.

Hearing the food, how many people can stand it?

Even some children were led by their families and followed the group in front of them...

"There are more and more people behind. We have been walking for a long time. It is already noon. If we continue to walk, we can hold on. These hungry people can't hold on..." Chen Jianye frowned.

Zhou De took a deep breath: "Ye Shuai said there must be a reason for us to do this..."

Liu Li looked up and said loudly, "Yes, Ye Shuai never misses it! Those Japanese people are definitely going to die!"

front.

"Jiro Mingyuan, let everyone rest, eat something to make up for their strength, to fight, our Japanese army can only win, not lose!" The general of the Japanese team ordered.

Mingyuan Jiro immediately responded loudly: "Yes!"

"You're not bad this time. You got so many cans. Let them eat the cans today." The general praised.

Mingyuan Jiro was a little excited, smiled, and his voice became even louder: "Yes!"

After walking out, Akihara Jiro shouted loudly—

"All Japanese soldiers, get the canned food, rest on the spot and have lunch!"

"Yes!"

The cans are distributed one by one.

Mingyuan Jiro has been staring at the hair can, seeing the smiles on the faces of these Japanese soldiers, he also laughed happily.

It's all his credit.

—Thanks also to the woman with long hair and short knowledge.

What's her name?

By the way, Ye Baizhi.

Her name is Ye Baizhi.