Half an hour later, Nguyen Van Hung appeared at the National League for Democracy's conscription office.
"Excuse me, who is Director Wu Yuanjia?"
After entering the office, Nguyen Van Hung called out to the busy staff inside.
"Yes, this is you. How can I help you?"
Wearing a white shirt and black trousers, Wu Yuanjia stopped what he was doing and looked at Nguyen Van Hung.
"Hello, Director Wu, my name is Ruan Wenxiong."
After offering one of his cigarettes to Vu Yuan Giap, Nguyen Van Hung smiled and said, “I am from the Southern National Liberation Front. I heard that the National League for Democracy has issued a mission to kill Hans. We happen to have some traces of Hans, so I wanted to come and ask for some information.”
"Oh? Is that so?"
Upon hearing that there were traces of Hans, Wu Yuanjia's eyes lit up.
"Of course, why would I lie to you?"
Ruan Wenxiong chuckled.
"There are a lot of people here, follow me."
Wu Yuanjia turned and led the way, bringing Ruan Wenxiong into his office. After asking him to sit on the sofa, he poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying with a smile, "Mr. Ruan, what brings you here today?"
"Director Wu, what I want to know is very simple."
After taking a sip of water, Nguyen Van Hung asked, "Is this mission issued by the National League for Democracy (NLD) real? Are there really gold bars and plenty of weapons and ammunition?"
"Of course."
Wu Yuanjia nodded without hesitation: "As long as we can kill the Hans, we will definitely have plenty of weapons, ammunition and gold bars, because our National League Army has never lacked these."
What a boastful tone.
It could stink a salted fish to death.
Upon hearing Wu Yuanjia's words, Ruan Wenxiong inwardly grumbled.
However, he didn't show it on the surface. "Director Wu, since you put it that way, I'll be frank."
“There’s a rubber company in Xin’an run by Hans, with over 3,000 troops, while our Southern National Liberation Front only has a little over 1,000 men. I’m afraid that not only will we fail to kill these sons of bitches, but we’ll be killed by them instead.”
After speaking, Nguyen Van Hung stared intently at Vu Yuan Gia, wanting to see how he would respond.
"You want a weapon?"
Wu Yuanjia sensed the hidden meaning in his words, raised an eyebrow, and asked tentatively.
"That's right."
Nguyen Van Hung nodded without hesitation, “Give us enough weapons, and I guarantee we’ll wipe out all those Hans!”
Is this enough?
Wu Yuanjia stood up, walked to the more than one hundred wooden crates, opened them, and found them filled with brand-new guns.
Upon seeing this, Nguyen Van Hung's eyes lit up.
It's all MAS-38 submachine guns, and mortars too!
"Enough! Enough!"
Ruan Wenxiong quickly took out a submachine gun and hugged it to his chest, looking very pleased with it. "Director Wu, thank you, thank you very much."
"You can take the things, but I need to tell you something beforehand."
"you say……"
Vu Yuan Giap looked at Nguyen Van Hung and said, "If you dare to lie to our National League Army, you know the consequences."
Ruan Wenxiong's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "I promise I won't!"
"Okay, have someone take it away. I'll wait for your good news."
"Okay!"
Ruan Wenxiong hurried back to find helpers to move supplies, preparing to take action that night.
………………………………
Time passed.
Night falls.
Li Shuiwen, the armed committee member of the Southern National Liberation Front, and Hu Mingjie, the intelligence committee member, secretly led more than a thousand people to infiltrate Xin'an.
At the same time, in the suburbs of Xin'an, Krupp Southeast Asia Rubber Resources Company.
Krupp, a renowned military industrial giant during World War II, was the largest military industrial enterprise in Germany, providing Germany with a large number of artillery pieces, tanks, armored vehicles, U-boats, and some ships.
At that time, Krupp's masterpiece was the "Gustav Gun," the largest cannon ever built by mankind. The 800mm caliber "Gustav" once blasted open the Sevastopol fortress.
At this moment, hundreds of workers were busy at Krupp Southeast Asia Rubber Resources Company. Trucks drove into the factory, unloaded goods, and loaded various finished products onto the trucks for transport.
The person in charge of directing the entire company's operations is Karl Krupp, President and CEO of Krupp Southeast Asia.
“Mr. Carl, our rubber inventory is almost depleted.”
George Freeman, vice president of Krupp, frowned and said, "Although we are working overtime to produce, it is still limited, and I am worried..."
“George, the Empire is in dire need of rubber. We must ensure that at least two thousand tons of rubber are produced every day.”
Karl Krupp shook his head, interrupting George Freeman, and said coldly, "Also, send a message to keep production going, even if it means working overtime. Tell the workers that if anyone doesn't put in the effort, they shouldn't blame me for being ruthless!"
“Okay, Mr. Carl, I’ll contact them right away.”
George Freeman gave a wry smile, responded, and turned to leave.
Krupp has indeed been quite busy lately.
Since the Empire's blitzkrieg against the Soviet Union in June, it has been frantically expanding its military forces, leading to a surge in Krupp's military production orders.
This put Krupp under even greater pressure than before. The Hans leadership even sent people to urge Krupp to speed up production and provide the empire with more military supplies and ammunition.
This forced Krupp's engineers to work day and night, leading to widespread complaints from the company's workers and a deep resentment towards the company's owner, Karl Krupp.
"What are you looking at!"
"Get to work!"
"If this shipment isn't delivered to the Empire on time, you'll be sorry!"
Karl Krupp roared angrily, frightening the other workers into silence, who lowered their heads and obediently went about their work.
Half an hour later, outside Krupp Southeast Asia Rubber Resources Company.
Thousands of soldiers from the Southern National Liberation Front crawled on the ground and quietly approached the vicinity of the rubber company, observing their surroundings.
There were more than four hundred guards patrolling in front of them.
The defensive measures, including barbed wire, sandbag walls, searchlights, and concealed firing positions, were all very well implemented.
Li Shuiwen lay down behind a rock, carefully looking around through binoculars. Then he raised his hand to signal, and everyone lay down, hiding behind rocks or in bushes.
"Committee Member Li, how should we fight?" Hu Mingjie asked softly from the side.
Li Shuiwen thought for a moment and then ordered in a deep voice: "The First and Second Battalions will attack from the front, the Third and Fourth Battalions will flank from the sides, and the Fifth Battalion will attack the rear."
"Remember, we only have ten minutes. We must break through in the shortest possible time!"
"yes."
Everyone answered.
Then, Li Shuiwen took out his pocket watch and started calculating the time.
"3!"
"2!"
"1! Action!"
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