Take Taobao to fight against Japan

We will also build an aircraft factory here soon. Once it is completed and put into production, it will be completely self-sufficient by then, and there is no need to worry about not having enough aircraft! "

Hearing this, Chennault couldn't help shouting again: "General Yang, what are you talking about? You want to build an aircraft factory in Burma? Did I hear you right?"

"Well, you heard me right, and neither did I!"

Yang Fan nodded affirmatively, and then gave Chennault a general account of some plans for building an industrial system in Myanmar!

"I buy it! That's really great! In this way, our air force can not only have a strong logistical support, but also become more strategically valuable!"

Chennault's face was full of sunshine and excitement. He was not afraid of war, bloodshed and sacrifice, but anticlimactic and meaningless.

Accompanying Chennault around the hangar, he walked out slowly. Before Yang Fan took Chennault to visit the underground command room, the PHS strapped to his waist rang.

Yang Fan, who is used to modern communication, naturally will not give up the PHS network. At present, a large-scale PHS signal base station has been established, and the initial PHS network in the Myanmar defense zone has been realized.

Yang Fan quickly took off the PHS mobile phone from the mobile phone case, looked down and saw that it was He Zhenshu's call, and when he got through, he asked, "Hello, Commander He!"

On the other end of the phone, He Zhenshu stood upright and said in a hasty tone: "Boss, there is something wrong with the British Meng Bang Tin Mine. It is said that there was a sudden mine accident, and dozens of Burmese native miners died.

Now things are making a big fuss. Not only more than 1000 Burmese miners have fallen out, but even ordinary people have started to make trouble. Many people gathered around the government agencies of Mon State to protest and demonstrate! "

"These Brits really want money and life. We are doing our best to defend against the invasion of devils. Fortunately, they are still mining minerals insatiably until now, and they have made such a big thing.

What a group of pig teammates! "

Yang Fan cursed secretly, and then said in a deep voice: "You should immediately control the situation. In order to appease public grievances, you can first imprison the responsible British guy, and find someone to appease the family members and tell them that the government will provide generous pensions!

By the way, go find Ba Mo and Wu Su. They are also the prime ministers of Myanmar in name after all, and they are quite prestigious among the indigenous people of Myanmar. As long as they come forward, they should be able to play a big role!

As for the British matter, I will take care of it myself tomorrow, just to solve the trouble once and for all, and ban these damn British vampire companies! "

"Okay! I will send someone to do the work immediately, and deal with it on the spot!"

He Zhenshu nodded quickly, hung up the phone and went to the Prime Minister's Office in Yangon without any delay.

"I buy it!"

After Yang Fan hung up the phone, Chennault, who was full of curiosity, couldn't help asking loudly: "General Yang, what kind of walkie-talkie is this? You can make and receive calls like this?"

Yang Fan explained with a smile: "This is our PHS wireless mobile phone. It uses base station signals. It is light and handy and can be carried anywhere!"

"Oh, it's unbelievable! General Yang, it's really shocking that you have such advanced production capacity!"

Chennault sincerely praised it. This small mobile phone can realize wireless communication, which is many times stronger than the bulky radio communicator.

"Please rest assured, we will carry out in-depth cooperation in the future, and we will configure one for you to facilitate communication!"

The PHS mobile phone is too advanced, Yang Fan naturally has to strictly control it, and will never let others use it easily.

Currently in Myanmar, there are only three senior generals, Stilwell, Li Zongren, and Sun Zhen, who are the most closely related. Other senior officials are equipped with landline telephones and dedicated communication stations at most.

Glancing down at his watch, Yang Fan said to Wang Liguo: "It's getting late, find a few people to gather for a table, it can be regarded as a clean-up for General Chennault, and from now on we will be life and death comrades fighting side by side!"

"Good Le!"

Wang Liguo nodded his head happily. There are not many opportunities to drink with Yang Fan at the same table. Today is just a few more drinks to get closer.

After receiving Yang Fan's instructions, He Zhenshu immediately drove to the Prime Minister's Office to find Bamo and Wu Su.

Bhamo was the prime minister of the previous colonial government. He was imprisoned by the British for spreading anti-British remarks in public. He was fished out by Yang Fan a month ago and re-entered the prime minister's office to take up an important position.

And Wu Su is the current Prime Minister of the Burmese government. These two people are the top managers of the Burmese government on the surface. In fact, they were basically emptied by Yang Fan. Most of the heads of important functional departments have become Chinese.

The victims of the mining accident at the Mon State tin mine were all Burmese aboriginals, and now the aboriginals of Burma have set off large-scale protests and demonstrations.

Originally, the Burmese people hated the British colonial authorities extremely, and now they are even full of hostility towards the Chinese people.

Naturally, the powder keg of ethnic conflict explodes at one point, and it gets bigger and bigger in a short period of time, and the situation is almost out of control!

Therefore, the top leaders of these two Burmese aboriginals on the bright side must speak more effectively than the Chinese.

However, when He Zhenshu hurriedly drove to the Prime Minister's Office in Yangon, he realized that things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.

Chapter 819 Undercurrents surging

Before the car arrived at the place, He Zhenshu saw a large crowd standing outside the Prime Minister's Office from a distance. Not only was the Prime Minister's Office in Yangon surrounded by three floors, but even hundreds of people on the streets outside The area within a meter was squeezed to the brim.

"eye for eye!"

"Down with British imperialism!"

"Down with the traitor!"

"Severely punish the culprit!"

"Kill the Brits out of Burma!"

"We want to be independent!"

"We want to be free!"

"We want dignity!"

"We don't want a puppet government!"

"We don't want war!"

"We don't want foreign troops!"

"Let the Chinese army get out of Myanmar!"

"Myanmar cannot be destroyed by foreign wars!"

"Long live the people of Myanmar!"

"..."

Taking a closer look, Kuaiguai was even worse. Dozens of coffins were placed at the gate of the Myanmar Prime Minister's Office, and hundreds of family members of the miners who died in mourning were crying to death.

The extremely angry Burmese people around held banners and small flags, and kept raising their arms and shouting slogans. Wave after wave of rhythms escalated the contradictions. Not only did the people angrily accuse the British colonial authorities and the ineffective puppet government, but later even He pointed the finger at the Huaxia Expeditionary Army.

In addition to the crying family members of the mine accident, the outraged miners and demonstrators, and more and more onlookers eating melons, there are also countless newspaper reporters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, happily holding up their cameras to take pictures.

Of course, there are also many security policemen in uniforms who maintain order on the scene, but they seem to be completely useless and useless at all.

"Why did things become so serious? Does anyone want to take the opportunity to incite riots?"

He Zhenshu frowned. Seeing the "organized and disciplined" protest and demonstration scene in front of him, he immediately smelled something unusual.

The mine disaster that occurred around 01:30 in the afternoon has not exceeded 5 hours, yet the number of demonstrators gathered outside the Prime Minister's Office in Yangon has reached as many as several thousand.

In such a short period of time, He Zhenshu could turn his head off and play as a ball if no one was helping.

"Okay, the car will stop here first, let's walk over and have a look!"

When he came near the crowd, He Zhenshu immediately asked the driver to park the car on the side of the road, and then slowly squeezed towards the Prime Minister's Office with his trusted adjutant Luo Chengliang.

"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me!..."

"We don't want to listen to nonsense! We just want to ask, when will you arrest the British guy for trial? The blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"Yes, these domineering British guys have enslaved us in Myanmar for nearly a hundred years, and they have done all kinds of evil things!

When will you puppet government officials stand up straight and truly make decisions for the people? "

"Also, when will you drive the Huaxia army away?"

"Yes, we firmly do not allow foreigners to fight on our land, and let the war turn our homeland into ruins!"

"That's right, China and the United Kingdom are now working together and a nest of snakes and rats. They have no good intentions for us in Myanmar!"

"The British ran away with their tails between their legs, but you didn't take the opportunity to fight for national independence and liberation, but opened the door to thieves and brought in the Chinese army. You are a bunch of despicable and shameless traitors!"

After finally squeezing in front of him, He Zhenshu realized that officials from the Prime Minister's Office such as Bamo and Wu Su were being questioned and abused by a group of people, and they were not given a chance to speak and defend themselves.

Faced with the crowd who were getting more and more violent and even showed signs of fighting, Wu Su kept dripping sweat from his forehead and shouted loudly: "Everyone be quiet, just making noise won't solve the problem.

Please trust the government, trust the Chinese Expeditionary Army, they..."

"You national scum! Go to hell!"

"Fuck you!"

"A bunch of shameless scum!"

However, before Wu Su finished speaking, a few rotten eggs flew out from nowhere, and the crackling was a burst of smashing, which made Wu Su, Bamo and other government officials into a mess in an instant.

"Brothers and sisters, we cannot listen to their nonsense, we must fight for justice, national independence and freedom!"

"Kill this group of national scum who are working for tigers!"

"We want to be independent!"

"We want to be free!"

"Severely punish the murderer!"

"Drive away all foreign troops!"

Immediately afterwards, a dozen or so young people with red ears and thick necks roared loudly, rhythmically, and some even started to be rough, pushing and beating the security police and government officials who were maintaining order.

"Go! Let's go out first!"

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, He Zhenshu immediately turned around and left. It was useless to say anything at this time.

These Burmese natives who have long been full of hatred and hostility have now been dazzled by anger, and there are still people who can fan the flames, and they cannot be calmed down with a few dry words.

"Commander, what should I do?"

After finally getting out of the crowd, Luo Chengliang looked back at the increasingly irritable crowd, his eyes were full of worry.

He Zhenshu said with a dark face: "What can we do now, we can only send troops to disperse the suppression immediately, we must not continue to intensify like this, otherwise it is very likely to lead to a larger-scale civil uprising!

There are 1600 million Burmese aborigines in Myanmar. If they all make trouble, it is not something we can deal with! "

Luo Chengliang was stunned and said: "Repression? I'm afraid it will be worse? Now these Burmese natives are also full of hostility and hatred towards China. Is it really appropriate to use the troops of the Garrison Command at this time?"

"..."

He Zhenshu was questioned, so why didn't he know how powerful it was? There was already a boiling oil pan and gunpowder all over the floor. Once the Chinese garrison troops were dispatched, they would definitely add fuel to the fire.

However, even the highly respected Bamo and Wu Su are no longer able to handle them. The local Burmese police put on a perfunctory attitude of "nothing to do with themselves", and there is no hope that they can quell public grievances.

So apart from using the garrison, He Zhenshu couldn't find any other way to control the current situation?

However, when He Zhenshu was in a state of desperation and deep in thought, a Chinese female reporter came to him and asked He Zhenshu with a pen and paper:

"Hello Commander He, I am Duan Yinhua, a reporter from the Central News Agency of the Nationalist Government. I would like to ask..."

"I'm sorry! I don't have time to accept your interview now. You have also seen that the situation is very critical. As a Chinese, please don't make any more trouble!"

He Zhenshu interrupted with a wave of his hand without looking back, and then walked towards the parking lot with a sad face.

Chapter 820: Shoot When You Should

"Oh, what kind of attitude is this!"

Seeing that He Zhenshu and Luo Chengliang ignored him at all, Duan Yinhua stamped her feet angrily.

Shui Jingxuan, who was standing at the side taking pictures, came over, and said earnestly, "Yinhua, don't be childish, the situation is really urgent now, maybe something big will happen!"

Duan Yinhua muttered in disbelief: "Hmph, they didn't come here to make trouble, but to help solve it, okay?"

Shui Jingxuan glared angrily and said, "Then tell me, how can you help solve it?"

Duan Yinhua replied: "That's not easy. Immediately publish a statement in the newspaper to arrest the British guy in charge for trial, and promise generous compensation to the miners who died, and pay as much as they should!

As long as the culprit is punished and a sincere apology is made, I think the matter will be resolved soon! "

Shui Jingxuan couldn't help shaking her head and said: "It would be great if things were as simple as you think! Do you think the situation in front of you can be solved by disposing of the British company and compensating pensions? You are too young !"

Duan Yinhua asked in admiration: "Isn't that the case? After dealing with the culprit and getting generous compensation, what else do they want?"

Shui Jingxuan pulled Duan Yinhua to him, and whispered: "Can't you see it? It's obvious that someone is fanning the flames. The ultimate goal is not to target the withdrawn British army, but to drive away our Chinese Expeditionary Army! "

"No way? Our Chinese Expeditionary Force came all the way to Burma to help them resist the Japanese invaders. They should be grateful. Why would they want to drive us away?"

Duan Yinhua looked at Shui Jingxuan with wide eyes. Because of her mother, she has always had a grudge against the Shui family, but she still admires Shui Jingxuan's ability.

"Okay, this is not a place to talk! I'm afraid there will be a big commotion soon, for the sake of safety, let's move away first!"

Looking back at the already ready crowd, Shui Jingxuan had an extremely ominous premonition, and it was only after she came to Myanmar that she truly realized what it means to be "a race that is not my own."

"What? It's so serious?"