Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　Wang Dayong opened the hatch of the chariot, leaned out half of his body, raised his binoculars, and looked ahead. Unfortunately, he only saw corpses and blood all over the ground.

　　"This alliance has been killed!"

　　However, he still did not relax his vigilance, continued to contact the infantry, walked forward, still exploring, looking for people who were not dead yet.

　　"Little Japan has lost another alliance."

　　A laughing voice came to mind in the headset. It was the commander of another tank. This time, there was no imaginable resistance in the raid. From the moment the tank appeared, it was one-sided.

　　"I said, how can an armored division and an infantry regiment not be able to eliminate a regiment?!"

　　Wang Dayong pouted and said.

　　"Master, I'm just complaining that the battle ended too early. I just fired a few shots, and it's over. It's too fast."

　　That voice carried deep resentment.

　　"Hey, just yell!"

　　Wang Da16 smiled bravely, got into the tank compartment, and issued an order: "Order, the tank division will continue to advance, use machine guns to wipe out the remaining forces, keep the main guns still, and cooperate with the infantry to advance slowly, focusing on stability."

　　He has always been steady in fighting, because his personality is like this, and he never advances aggressively. Some people say that his personality is not suitable for being the commander of a tank division.

　　The tanks are as fast as the wind and aggressive as fire, roaring in and out, showing the aura of a steel lion.

　　Instead of Xu Rulin, advancing slowly.

　　For this statement, Wang Dayong scoffed. If he hadn't sought stability, he would not have climbed up to the position of commander of the tank division step by step. Everyone's combat style is different.

　　Same offense, different style of play.

　　"Da da da!"

　　Tanks are advancing slowly, occasionally firing machine guns.

　　The four heavy machine guns on the two tanks to the east emitted a series of tongues of flame, and a dozen or so surviving little Japanese were sieved by the bullets and fell to the ground.

　　This action caused the other surviving little devils to quickly hide.

　　"Hiding?"

　　Wang Dayong heard a few reports in the headset, and frowned slightly.

　　"Never mind, keep going."

　　"Send a report to the commander, saying that we have taken Ban Mengai and are cleaning it up, let them send someone!"

　　Wang Dayong thought for a while, then issued an order, and seeking victory in a steady state has always been his principle.

　　……

　　Soon, the tank division and infantry regiment all occupied Ban Mengai.

　　The occasional gunshots gradually faded away.

　　"They ran away."

　　Wang Dayong stood beside the tank with a gloomy face, and in front of him was a lifted body.

　　It was the corpse of Kojima-kun who committed suicide by disemboweling himself.

　　The body still has temperature.

　　"The number is wrong, I didn't expect them to retreat."

　　Wang Dayong snorted coldly, quickly got on the tank, and said coldly: "Go ahead, don't let them escape!"

　　He has been calm all the time, but that doesn't mean he won't take advantage of the victory to pursue.

　　There was no decent resistance, but he withdrew halfway, which made him very depressed, so let's go after him.

　　"Leave one company and stand guard here, waiting for the big troops to come. The rest join the pursuit!"

　　The roar of the tanks was loud, and the tanks rushed towards the darkness.

　　"The front is an open area, the soldiers are divided into two groups, make dumplings for them, don't let them run away!"

　　Wang Dayong's voice sounded loudly.

　　However, he still has to fight steadily, not to advance rashly, and still lead the infantry regiment!

　　……

　　……

　　"Myanmar is short of food? Then transport it from Yunnan."

　　Tang Qingyu, who was far away in Beiping, got bad news.

　　Now is the time to take action against Thailand, and there is actually a shortage of food.

　　"Yunnan's food is not enough. Yunnan is a large province with a large population, with a population of 500 million. The food is only enough for themselves, and there is no surplus. Now our Huaxia territory has expanded too much, and the food really can't keep up. "

　　Zhang Zhichao, Minister of the Ministry of Grain, was on the sidelines, frowning.

　　"No, I didn't give them cattle, sheep, pigs, and seeds. Why isn't that enough?"

　　Tang Qingyu wanted to smoke a cigar 897, but he suppressed the idea abruptly.

　　"The main reason is that the population is increasing rapidly and the territory is too large. If the war is launched next year and the construction is the main focus now, then the food will be supplied. Not to mention Sakhalin Island and Vladivostok, which have already been taken back, just say Kyrgyzstan, Kazakhstan and Kazakhstan have become one piece and have returned to the embrace of China, half of the land in Mongolia is in our hands, and the entire territory of southern Burma is under our control."

　　"Japan Island, Taiwan Island, Hong Kong, Macau, and Korea all need food! In the past two years, food stocks have dropped sharply. In the first half of this year, we can only make do with it. In the second half of the year, you will attack Thailand again, so..."

　　Zhang Zhichao, Minister of the Ministry of Food, said hesitantly.

　　"Okay, I see, you go down first!"

　　Tang Qingyu frowned. At this time, after hearing such bad news, he originally wanted to have fun with Xuan Yuling, but his wish was in vain.

　　"and many more!"

　　Zhang Zhichao reached the door, but Tang Qingyu stopped him.

　　"You drop by and invite Mr. Zhou."

Chapter 936 Purchasing Grain from Various Countries

　　presidential palace.

　　Tang Qingyu, who was a little annoyed by the thick smoke, smoked a cigar and thought about the problem.

　　"In our country, is there anyone starving to death?" He asked Mr. Zhou who was sitting across from him.

　　One of the things Tang Qingyu was most afraid of was starving to death. He didn't know the exact situation, but there was definitely a shortage of food.

　　"I haven't starved to death yet, and I haven't reached that point yet." Tang Qingyu said, the Minister of Food Department laughed, "However, the food for the soldiers in the front is relatively tight. If we focus on the soldiers in the front, then the people in the rear , probably not enough to eat, of course starving to death is not possible."

　　Tang Qingyu nodded with a serious face. The situation is a bit serious now. The lack of food is a big problem. The production lines in the system space are all occupied by the military.

　　Myanmar has just taken over. In the past, under the ravages of Japan, there was no surplus food in Myanmar, and it was all relying on China's relief.

　　I originally thought that Huaxia didn't need to worry about food, but now I have to face such a problem.

　　"You can talk to Hitler, and you can talk to Italy."

　　"Didn't France want weapons? The weapons we just replaced came in handy."

　　Tang Qingyu stopped, stopped circling, stopped smoking cigars, and focused on the gentle and elegant Mr. Zhou sitting aside, "Sir, I will trouble you to make a trip, and we will hand over the official document of diplomatic condolences later."

　　"What is this saying? It is my responsibility to help China rise and stand in the east of the world."

　　Mr. Zhou shook his head, stood up, and said with a serious face: "Don't worry, leave it to me, you will definitely be satisfied¨々."

　　"Then thank you Mr. Zhou."

　　Tang Qingyu laughed when he heard this.

　　Afterwards, he turned his voice and said to the people in the Ministry of Food: "National food reserves need to be adjusted. Every place needs to be freed up and sent to the soldiers in the Burmese theater. As for other theaters, food can still be solved."

　　"Northeast, Mongolia, over there, we need to speed up the development of wasteland. There are not enough manpower, so I will dispatch manpower for you!"

　　"Yes, the task is guaranteed to be completed!"

　　……

　　Two heavyweights were sent away.

　　Tang Qingyu fell into deep thought. Once the battle in Thailand starts, food consumption will intensify. It may take three to four months.

　　But eating and drinking in Huaxia is a big problem.

　　"Order the Far East Theater and the Kazakh Theater to stop advancing, organize manpower, and cultivate food for me within the jurisdiction!"

　　"How to do it, they can figure it out for themselves, but one thing is to cultivate food while maintaining combat effectiveness!"

　　"Give electricity to Michael's company and let him purchase food around the world. I want to stockpile food!"

　　With a wave of Tang Qingyu's hand, he sent out orders one after another.

　　Once the war broke out, there was a shortage of food, and the domestic food was naturally insufficient.I didn't feel it before, that's because the land area is not as big as it is now.

　　It's different now. Huaxia's territory covers a total of 400 million square kilometers.

　　However, now he can buy food from abroad, his family has a big business, and he is not short of money!

　　……

　　……

　　"Boom boom boom!"

　　The Japanese huddled on top of a hill, dodging constantly, the black muzzles of the tanks below the hill.

　　With a devastating blow, Xiao Zuo Yilang led the remaining half of the little devils to resist desperately.

　　They originally wanted to evacuate, but they ran halfway, and were finally surrounded by tank divisions.

　　He is now facing a hell-like dilemma, being roared by a division's tanks.

　　I have the heart to want to die!

　　"Their tanks are too powerful, with powerful firepower, they are simply invincible." Xiao Zuo Yilang said in horror.

　　The correspondent next to him hastily pulled him down, a fragment of shell scraped his forehead, flew over, and hung a piece of minced meat.

　　Not far ahead, a machine gun position was blown out of a big hole.