Take Taobao to fight against Japan

Accompanied by He Zhenshu, Yang Fan walked into the restaurant and began to eat breakfast.

The breakfast is very rich, and it adopts a buffet mode. There are more than ten kinds of tricks, such as buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, fritters, eggs, milk, bread, tofu, and so on.

"Boss, good news, good news!"

After happily eating breakfast, Huang Hong walked into the dining room excitedly, before he even got to him, the words floated over: "Those guys have held on all night, and now they can't hold on anymore, they are all put down!

There were not only Dechen Aung San, but also Dechen Lapei, Dechen Bajan, and Dechen Aymaung. Just as the boss expected, they were indeed Burmese traitors cultivated by the Japanese.

Just two months after the establishment of the Burmese Independence Army, their leader was wiped out, which is really satisfying, haha! "

Yang Fan nodded with a smile and said, "Very well, you sort out the information and give it to Director Wang after he wakes up, and then ask someone to talk to Aung San first to see if he can turn his back on the dark and turn to the bright!"

Meng Wu'an asked a little puzzled: "Boss, why do you keep such bastards? Not only did they collude with the Japanese devils, they also cooperated in the assassination of the staff of our transportation management office and massacred the Burmese people who helped us in China. There's blood on your hands!"

Huang Hong nodded and said: "Yes, boss, there is no need to get used to the lackeys who want to work for tigers. Let's follow the vine and kill him!"

Meng Wu'an and the others had long since formed a bloody feud with the Japanese devils. Although Aung San was not Japanese, if he was willing to be used by Japan, he would surely die.

"Just do what I say! I have my reasons!"

Yang Fan waved his hand. The reason why he insisted on asking Wang Zhijun to do ideological communication first is not the kindness of a woman. Redism used to have a strong sense of identity,

When the British colonial authorities wanted him in the first half of this year, Aung San, accompanied by local Chinese, had to board a Norwegian ship "Haili" controlled by Chinese sailors, and set off from Yangon to Xiamen to seek help from the Chinese Communist Party. .

But by mistake, Aung San and others were intercepted by the Japanese secret service that had been closely monitoring their whereabouts during their stay in Xiamen. Under the persuasion of the Japanese secret service, Aung San decided to cooperate with Japan to resist the British and broke away from the Communist Party.

With this relationship, Yang Fan felt that there was a great opportunity to let Aung San use it for himself. In this way, he would get twice the result with half the effort. Not only could he avoid the threat of Burmese traitors lurking in the dark, but he could also eliminate the Japanese spies infiltrating in Burma.

As for what Aung San had done before, Yang Fan didn't care too much. After all, Aung San's main intention was to resist British colonialism and regain Myanmar's independence.

And later, when Aung San realized the cruelty and ambition of the Japanese, he turned his face on the Japanese devils, led the Burmese Independence Army to launch the Anti-Japanese War, and finally cooperated with the Chinese, British and American troops to drive the Japanese devils out of Myanmar.

Therefore, as long as Aung San can rein in the precipice, Yang Fan doesn't mind giving him a chance to be reborn, otherwise he can only kill the future founding father of Myanmar in the cradle.

"Ok, I see!"

Seeing Yang Fan's firm tone, Huang Hong nodded quickly.

Yang Fan nodded and said: "Well, you have worked hard all night, you can go to rest for a while after explaining the work at hand!"

After waiting in the winery for nearly an hour, Stilwell drove into the manor in a jeep military vehicle, along with American Brigadier General Martin and a Chinese translator David.

After exchanging pleasantries and introducing each other, Yang Fan walked to the back row of his military jeep with a suitcase. Meng Wu'an felt like walking to the driver's seat, and Liao Youtian sat next to Yang Fan.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Wuan drove the car and followed Stilwell and the others to the Yangon headquarters of the British and Burmese Army.

Alexander yawned and walked into the commander-in-chief's office. Due to overwork last night, his eyes were covered with thick dark circles, and his mental state was not very good.

Just after making a cup of coffee, Alexander was about to enjoy the pleasure of last night by the way, but at this moment, a guard quickly stepped in and reported: "Your Excellency, General Stilwell and that Chinese man are asking to see you outside the door." you"

"Oh, Shet, you're here again so early?"

Thinking of these two bastards gave me a headache, Alexander waved his hand without the slightest hesitation: "No, just say that I am involved in business and let them go as far as they can!"

"Yes, Sir!"

The guard agreed, turned around and left.

However, before he walked out of the office, Alexander frowned and shouted again: "Wait, let them come in."

The situation is stronger than the people. If Yang Fan came alone, Alexander would not see him even if he was killed. He would even let the guards escort him out with guns.

However, Stilwell was a lieutenant general of the United States, and he was also the commander-in-chief of the Myanmar theater of the International Anti-Fascist Alliance. Alexander really didn't dare to offend Stilwell to death.

After entering the office, Stilwell was the first to speak: "General Alexander, we cracked a Japanese spy stronghold last night, and the devils have already infiltrated many vanguard troops into Burma.

And according to our overnight surprise interrogation, it has been confirmed that the next military target of the Japanese army is Burma, and there is not much time left for us to prepare! "

Alexander was still smelly and hard, and snorted coldly: "It's normal for Japanese spies to sneak in, so there's no need to make such a fuss!"

After a pause, before Stilwell could explain his purpose, Stilwell said impatiently:? "I still say the same thing, there is absolutely no problem in cooperating with the Chinese army, but it is absolutely impossible to combine command!

I might as well tell you two straight, our bottom line is to hold on to India, as long as India can hold on, losing Southeast Asia or even Myanmar is no big deal.

For the British Empire, Myanmar is just a small colony. We don't need to be nannies for the Chinese army, let alone shed blood for the Chinese army! "

"Don't cry until you see the coffin! Damn British, you forced me to do this!"

Stilwell's face darkened completely, and he gritted his teeth and said, "In this case, we can only do business! General Alexander, let me show you a document first!"

After speaking, Stilwell took out a document from his briefcase and put it on the stressful desk.

Chapter 763 Impulse is the Devil

"what do you mean?"

Seeing Stilwell's face full of fear, Alexander suddenly felt a chill rush over his face, and lowered his head to glance at the official document handed over by Stilwell.

Stilwell said with a livid face: "General Alexander, I regret to tell you that for the benefit of the Allied Forces, I can only exercise the powers granted to me by the International Anti-Fascist League, and immediately remove your command right now!"

"What? Shet, what are you talking about? Removing my command? The power given to you by the International Anti-Fascist League? Is your head burned?"

Alexander was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed sarcastically:

"General Stilwell, don't you really think that I can be relieved of my command with a piece of paper that has no legal effect at all? You are so naive. The British Empire will never be handed over to the commanders of other countries. Commander, please keep this in mind, and don’t suffer from hysteria again.”

"In the face of Alexander's sarcasm, Stilwell didn't have any emotional fluctuations, because everything was expected, and he just said in a cold tone:

"General Alexander, I regret to tell you that in view of your stupidity and arrogance, from now on, in the name of the Burmese theater commander, I will formally relieve you of your command and take over the administrative management of Burma!

If you still don't cooperate, I can only use force to solve it! "

"Oh, Shet! Are you really crazy? Can't you understand what I just said?"

Alexander only felt it was amused and annoyed, he stared at Stilwell fiercely and said, "You have to figure it out, this is the headquarters of the British Burmese Army, and this is my territory. If you continue to mess around, I can only order the guards to arrest you." Drive them out!"

Threatened by outsiders on his own territory, Alexander became more and more angry as he thought about it, and his anger level exploded in an instant, and he roared with red ears and thick neck: "Stilwell, and you hateful Chinese, leave my commander immediately!" Ministry, otherwise I will let the guards arrest you now!"

As soon as Alexander's roar fell, three long and two short whistles sounded outside the house!

Hearing this, Yang Fan knew that the general situation was settled, looked at Alexander coldly and smiled, "I really don't believe they have the guts to arrest us, if you don't believe it, you might as well shout it out!"

"Shet, what did you say?"

Alexander stared at Yang Fan coldly, then angrily patted the table hard and shouted: "Guards! Guards!"

However, no matter how Alexander yelled, no one or a guard came to help.

"Shet, are these idiots deaf?"

Alexander still didn't understand the situation, thinking that the guards were deserting, he immediately stood up cursing and wanted to go outside to reprimand those idiots.

However, Yang Fan took a step forward and pressed Alexander on the table and chair, looking at Alexander Avenue with caring eyes: "I can't imagine you are so stupid, and you haven't figured out the situation until now!

In order not to make you stupid, I can only regretfully tell you that the entire headquarters has been controlled by me, and now even if you shout out your throat, it is impossible for someone to come to rescue you! "

"Oh Shet! What are you doing?"

Alexander was not hopelessly stupid, but his judgment was blinded by his arrogance and self-confidence. Hearing what Yang Fan said, he couldn't understand what was going on, and suddenly a chill shot up from the soles of his feet.

Stilwell said coldly: "General Alexander, can we sit down and discuss calmly now?"

Alexander widened his eyes and said, "Stilwell, think about what you are doing? Do you want to cause diplomatic disputes between the United States and Britain?

Don't take chicken feathers as arrows, and don't naively think that you can do whatever you want with the highest adjudication authority granted by the headquarters of the International Anti-Fascist League!

I seriously warn you not to commit any further stupid acts, otherwise the British Empire will never let it go! "

"Hehe, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat! I really want to know, what do you mean by refusing to give up?"

Stilwell did not back down at all, and met Alexander's gaze sharply and said, "Do you think that the British government will break diplomatic relations with the United States and even declare war for you and the command of the British Burmese Army?"

"Do you think your UK dares to declare war with the US now? Farke, you'd better recognize the reality, your UK is dying, if we help you, you would have been beaten down by the Germans long ago!"

"Now the United States is the number one power in the world and the savior of the entire world. From now on, you'd better listen to me and don't force me to take further action, understand?"

Stilwell really lost his patience. If Alexander hadn't been a British lieutenant general, he would have pulled out a pistol to his forehead long ago!

"Oh, Shet!"

Looking at the blackened Stilwell, Alexander felt messed up by a gust of wind, and really couldn't figure out whether everything he saw in front of him was real or an illusion!

Because, in his inherent concepts and impressions, the British Empire is a superpower and a world hegemony, and it can go sideways no matter where it is. Even the United States, the number one industrial power, has to be polite and even submissive.

But the American lieutenant general in front of him completely overturned Alexander's three views in an instant, making him doubt life.

"Damn Yankees, why are you so crazy? In my eyes, you are just a bunch of upstarts from the countryside!"

However, Alexander was still not so easy to be tamed, he was stunned for a while and then shouted sternly: "Don't think that you can take advantage of the fire, the British Empire has a heritage that you will never be able to imagine and catch up with!

If you want the generals and troops of the British Empire to submit to your despotic power, this can only be wishful thinking!If you have the guts, shoot me to death, otherwise I will get this debt back from you sooner or later! "

"..."

Facing the stone in the latrine, Stilwell really lost his temper. He can't kill people without soldiers in his hands. If this guy is killed, he won't admit it. The 4 British and Burmese troops are really hard to deal with!

Yang Fan winked at Stilwell and said, "General Stilwell, you go out first, I'll have a good talk with General Alexander!"

"Okay! I hope you can make sense of this stupid guy, otherwise I can only ask Churchill and the British royal family to recall this stupid guy!"

Stilwell nodded and walked out of the office.

"General Alexander, impulsivity is the devil, you might as well smoke a cigarette to calm down first!"

Yang Fan sat down on Alexander's desk, then leisurely took out the cigarette and lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette with a click, and smoked.

After exhaling a few puffs of smoke rings, Yang Fan watched with a half-smile, with an evil smile on his lips and said, "Alexander, how about we make a mutually beneficial deal?"

Chapter 764

"..."

Alexander still didn't say a word, just looked at Yang Fan coldly, his eyes were full of hatred and contempt.

"To show my sincerity, let me show you something nice first!"

Yang Fan was not annoyed, with a cigarette in his mouth, he picked up the black suitcase from the ground and put it on the table, then opened it with a click.

"Oh, Mai Kar!"

Yang Fan's strange words and actions aroused strong curiosity in Alexander. As soon as the box was opened, he turned his head and looked honestly.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it. Alexander was shocked to find that the suitcase was full of British pounds with the image of the Goddess of Great Britain printed on them, and they were all 20-pound banknotes!

A box full of pounds instantly blinded Alexander's dog's eyes. Even if he was a British lieutenant general, he had never seen such a huge sum of money in his life!

Seeing the absent-minded look of Alexander's eyes, Yang Fan pointed with his hand and said, "There is not much money here, only 30 pounds!"

"What? £30!"

There was a thud in Alexander's throat, and his head exploded with a buzz. Such a huge sum of money was simply a life-threatening rhythm.

You know, although the United Kingdom was beaten all over the place by Germany, and the British Isles were bombed badly, the current pound is definitely an extremely strong world currency.

According to the current exchange rate, one pound is equal to four dollars, and a banknote with a face value of 4 pounds is equivalent to two months' wages of ordinary workers in the developed countries of the United Kingdom and the United States.

If converted into US dollars in modern society, the 30 pounds are enough to exchange for 6 million US dollars!

Looking at it, Alexander couldn't control his hands, and tremblingly picked up a stack of pounds and rubbed them. Without too much discernment, Alexander could be sure that this was definitely a genuine pound, not a counterfeit note.

During World War II, the design of British banknotes was very detailed. The design of the Goddess of Great Britain was specially designed by a special commissioner, and the watermark was carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen.

Even the linen paper used for banknote printing uses a unique multi-layer overlay process, and the numbers on the British pound are coded with a very complex algorithm.

All in all, the British pound is almost impossible to imitate.

Of course, there are no absolutes in the world. In order to destroy the Allied economy, Alfred, the head of the Nazi SS, formed a counterfeit team at the instigation of Hitler himself.

To this end, the best German engraving experts, papermaking experts and mathematics experts were gathered. After repeated experiments, the counterfeit banknote team finally produced the British pound at the end of 1940.

It was not until 1943 that the technology of counterfeiting sterling in Germany was mature.

The British pound in Yang Fan's hand is not a counterfeit banknote, but a small amount of cash income from Dongxing Trading Group Corporation in the United States.

After Alexander had had enough of his hand addiction, Yang Fan said: "General Alexander, can we talk about the deal in a calm manner now?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Alexander's face was flushed, and he moved his eyes away from the pile of pounds with difficulty, looked at Yang Fan and said, "What trick do you want to play?"

Although this guy is still full of vigilance and hostility, his tone of voice has changed significantly, and he is no longer so firm.

"General Alexander, before that, we might as well analyze the status quo and each other's bargaining chips. Because this will help the two sides negotiate in a friendly manner to promote mutually beneficial cooperation and win-win results!"