bdsm-fiction Chapter 207 New Drug
Chapter 207 New Drug
The equipment and manpower for drilling, prospecting, and smelting are exactly what they urgently need right now, not to mention the support of aircraft. Even if it is difficult, it is worth a try.
After a moment of silence, Wang Li suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with urgency, and pressed for the most crucial question: "What about the planes? How many planes did you mention?"
Yan Shuo smiled faintly and calmly announced the numbers, each sentence exuding confidence: "8 Type 97 heavy bombers, 6 Type 97 light bombers, 4 Type 98 light bombers, 13 Type 96 land attack aircraft, plus 10 fighter jets. In addition, there are some anti-aircraft guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, and related ammunition, enough for you to use for a while."
Upon hearing the sheer number, Wang Li gasped, then frowned, his face showing distress: "This...this won't do, Xiao Jie. So many planes and artillery pieces are too heavy and too big. Even if we try to transport them, we can't! If we forcibly disassemble them, their performance will be greatly reduced once they're transported there and reassembled. They might not be able to be used properly then, which would be a waste of time."
"That's why we need an airport," Yan Shuo said, shrugging. "I plan to airfreight all these things over. It's definitely not possible to transport them all at once; I estimate it will take several trips to get them all in place."
"Hiss—" Wang Li gasped again, his eyes filled with shock, then worry. "You're making such a big fuss about this, how can you explain it to the Kuomintang? If they find out, they definitely won't let it go!"
Yan Shuo's face instantly darkened, and his tone was firm and unyielding: "That's my business, none of your concern. I have my own way of handling it, and I won't implicate you."
Seeing this, Wang Li stopped asking about the Kuomintang.
He knew Yan Shuo's temperament; there was no point in pressing further now that things had come to this point. Instead, he might as well ask about the origin of these supplies.
He then pressed on with curiosity, "So how did you get all this stuff? The models of these planes and artillery sound like they're from the Japanese. Did you steal them from them?"
"More or less." Yan Shuo nodded lightly, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalant pride. "There's a secret Japanese airport in Qianjiang. I had people go and wreak havoc there. These things were all obtained from there."
"What?!" Wang Li slammed his hand on the table, his face filled with disbelief. "You called Qianjiang Airport?"
"Hmm, how come you knew?" Yan Shuo raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with surprise.
He thought he had kept it a secret, but he didn't expect that Wang Li had already heard about it.
"Of course I know!" Wang Li nodded repeatedly, his tone full of amazement. "I just don't know who did it. I only heard that the airport was raided, a Japanese brigade commander was killed, and nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers were gone! Xiao Jie, I remember you were just an intelligence station chief. How could you handle such a large-scale operation? This isn't something an intelligence station could easily manage!"
"It wasn't difficult at all, and we didn't need to mobilize any troops," Yan Shuo chuckled casually. "We just used a few tricks and got it done without much effort."
"Wow—amazing!" Wang Li exclaimed with admiration, quickly stepping forward and eagerly asking, "Tell me, how did you do it? What methods did you use to take down the Japanese secret airfield so easily and kill so many Japanese soldiers?"
Yan Shuo glanced at him, lowered his voice, and slowly explained his plan, gesturing as he spoke: "Here's how it is. First, I'll have people infiltrate the outer perimeter of the airport to find out the defenses and the Japanese army's routine. Then, while they're eating, I'll slip the drug into their food. Finally, we'll ambush them on the outside, and when things get chaotic inside, we'll rush in, clean up the mess, and take our things and leave. That's how we took the airport without expending much manpower."
After hearing Yan Shuo's plan, Wang Li nodded repeatedly, muttering, "Impressive, impressive! This move of yours is terrifying, you're incredibly daring! Tell me, aren't you afraid that our people at the airport might be killed by this drug?"
"I was prepared," Yan Shuo said confidently. "My people checked beforehand; there were no Chinese people there, only Japanese. I just took a gamble. What, do you have people with you at the airport?"
Wang Li sighed, a look of helplessness and bitterness on his face: "No! We can't get in at all. All the people we sent out to gather information are dead, and they haven't sent back a single message."
"See, that's more like it." Yan Shuo shrugged, his tone laced with sarcasm. "The Japanese had already cleared out all the civilians around the airport, and the security was extremely tight. Did you really think that just because your people are capable, you can plant spies and gather intelligence everywhere? When the Japanese get angry, they might not even recognize their own people, let alone yours. After the Japanese soldiers in the airport were drugged, they started shooting at each other, bayonets clashing, creating complete chaos. In the end, we were the ones who went in and cleaned up the mess."
"Hiss hiss hiss—" Wang Li shuddered upon hearing this, quickly waving his hands, "Stop talking, stop talking, that's fucking ruthless! I give up! By the way,
He abruptly changed the subject, his eyes filled with urgency, "Do you still have that kind of medicine you used? Give me some, it'll come in very handy when we're fighting the Japanese!"
Yan Shuo smiled and slowly explained, "This medicine is called cephalosporin, and it's even more effective than sulfonamides. However, there's a contraindication—the person taking the medicine must not drink alcohol or eat fermented foods for 7 days; they can only do so after stopping the medication for 7 days. Apart from this contraindication, there aren't any other serious problems. At most, some people might have an allergic reaction, but I believe doctors specializing in Western medicine can handle that."
He paused, then added, "As you know, there are many high-ranking military officers in Japan. Sake is an essential accompaniment to their meals, and the higher the rank, the more they need alcohol with every meal. I exploited this habit to use this drug against them, and it's perfect."
"Wow!" Wang Li exclaimed in amazement, and quickly asked, "So, this cephalosporin can't be found anywhere else? Is it a new drug?"
"Yes, it's a new drug." Yan Shuo nodded, a hint of pride in his voice. "I opened a factory in a small European country, specializing in developing this kind of drug. I didn't apply for a patent. If I applied for a patent, I would have to disclose the formula, and then the Japanese could get their hands on it too, which would be more troublesome. I'm shipping the drug back now for my own people to use. It works very well for treating wounds, inflammation, pneumonia, and bronchitis. Hehe, it's just as effective as poison!"
Wang Li nodded in deep agreement, and sighed, "Yes, every medicine has two sides; it can save lives, but it can also kill! What about the price? Give me a discount, I'll buy a batch to try first, the more the better!"