Traveling through 1942 with space

Chapter 271: Crossing over and not resisting the Japanese chrysanthemum set electric drill

The noble man’s time is precious, so after discussing the matter, President Ronaldinho left the phone number of his assistant and then left.

"Senior Situ, this is five million US dollars, two million of which is a thank you fee to Hongmen for this time, and the three million is the donation we agreed to at the beginning.

Everyone knows what kind of person you are. You should donate the money to the war of resistance yourself!" Hou Xiaoge came to Situ Longtou, wrote two checks from his checkbook and handed them over.

“Forget about two million, but you gave such extravagant gifts to us old men, you can’t accept this money anymore.

Penicillin has been mass-produced recently, and the price has dropped to five dollars. I will use three million to buy a batch of penicillin to support the country!" Mr. Situ took the check for three million dollars and pushed back all the two million.

"Old man, since you don't want this money, then I don't want it either. I'll donate it all to the war of resistance.

I heard that the brothers in the expeditionary army often suffer from bites of insects, snakes, venomous ants in the jungle, so buy them some equipment and medicines!" Hou Xiaoge shook his head and pushed the check back.

"Little Han Renyi, we Hongmen are grateful for the money." Old Master Situ also bowed to Hou Xiaoge with excitement.

"Grandpa, there are only two of us left now, and no outsiders. I'm here to ask you a favor." Hou Xiaoge said.

"Why do you need to ask for anything? I will do my best to do what I can. If it's something I can't do, I'll find a way to do it for you." Old Master Situ said, patting the chair.

"I hope you can mobilize the Hongmen's forces around the world to recruit soldiers, preferably those with a certain level of knowledge. The more people the better," said Hou Xiaoge.

"Conscription? Under what name? Conscription to where? I take back what I just said. This old man cannot agree to this.

The old man is a little tired, so I'll go back first. We'll talk again when we have time." Mr. Situ's face changed quickly, and he was about to get up and leave.

"Old man, you are over seventy years old, but why are you still so impatient? You don't even ask me why we are recruiting soldiers." Hou Xiaoge was also so angry that he laughed.

"What?"

"Of course it is to organize an anti-Japanese war and establish a Southeast Asian Chinese Self-Saving Army." Hou Xiaoge said these words with a smile.

"Southeast Asian Chinese Self-Rescue Army?" When Mr. Situ heard these words, his head buzzed.

The old man also has deep feelings for Southeast Asia, as the Hongmen has had its roots in Southeast Asia for hundreds of years.

It was also during the peace period in the United States in modern times that the Hongmen gradually changed its main body and focused on the United States.

The Chinese in Southeast Asia are deeply influenced by the Hongmen, and as they are close to their motherland, their love for their motherland is unmatched by any Chinese in any other region of the world.

Since the Anti-Japanese War, 70% to 80% of the nearly 1 billion dollars donated by the National Government were supported by the Chinese in Southeast Asia who tightened their belts and sold land and factories.

However, since the beginning of the Pacific War, the situation in Southeast Asia has rapidly deteriorated, and the Japanese even launched a war against various regions in Southeast Asia in 1942.

Because the Chinese in Southeast Asia strongly supported the Nationalist government, the Japanese were so angry that they started to purge the Chinese everywhere, killing people in large numbers. From then on, the Chinese compatriots lived in dire straits.

Over the past year, when Mr. Situ thought about his compatriots in Southeast Asia, he often shed tears and couldn't sleep at night.

Hearing the name of the Chinese Self-Rescue Army at this time, it was as if my Ren and Du meridians were opened up.

"Alas! Xiao Han, it is very difficult to maintain an army, and there is no place to train it. Now Southeast Asia is full of war and there is no place to stand." The old man sighed and said.

"Don't worry, old man. I have already explained the situation to President Xiao Luo!" Hou Xiaoge said as he told Xiao Luo about the procurement and training matters he had discussed with him.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Han, you guys in the Yanhuang League are careless!

Sixty-five million, sixty-five million US dollars! Converted into dollars, that's two hundred million.

It is precisely because we have countless talented and ambitious people, heroes and great men like your Excellency that China has been able to survive for five thousand years.

Xiao Han, I am very happy that there are still people in China who remember overseas Chinese. I would like to thank you on behalf of overseas Chinese." The old man was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He stood up and was about to bow to Hou Xiaoge.

"No, no, no! You are over seventy years old and I'm not even half your age. You are slapping me in the face!" Hou Xiaoge quickly grabbed the old man and helped him sit down.

"The Yanhuang League is careless! Seven hundred planes, with so many planes, we can grow mushrooms on the heads of the Japanese every day.

No, I have to go back as soon as possible and inform everyone of the good news so that everyone can be happy and contribute. ” The old man smiled from ear to ear and stood up quickly.

This time, Hou Xiaoge did not stop the old man, but smiled and looked at the old man who had contributed most of his life to the peace and development of the motherland.

Originally, Hou Xiaoge received the money with the intention of buying property and expanding his influence around the world in the future.

The reason for such a quick change, apart from the unexpected effect of the wake-up cigarette, was that he was touched by his fellow countrymen in Chinatown.

Hou Xiaoge has been in America for some time. Every time he strolls on the street, he can always see many Chinese compatriots holding signs and carrying boxes on the busy streets.

Regardless of whether these compatriots are men or women, young or old, doctors or the poor, their common wish is to put on a smile for the motherland just for a one-cent donation from passers-by.

Hou Xiaoge even explained that many low-income compatriots worked several jobs every day in order to make greater contributions to the anti-Japanese war, and donated all the money except for food.

Among this crowd were Hou Xiaoge’s new friends He Youde and Zhang Juncai.

The restaurant they run actually makes quite a bit of money every month, at least two or three hundred dollars.

But they donated most of it, leaving only enough to maintain the shop and their family expenses.

Zhang Xiaonao even said that his father Zhang Juncai’s underwear and socks had not been replaced with new ones for five years, and they were all patched up.

Think about how these Chinese people who have nothing to do with the motherland can make selfless contributions, while he has unparalleled abilities, but is still so petty and concerned about the amount of wealth in the space every day. His level is indeed a bit low.

Therefore, Hou Xiaoge decided to use most of the money in the future to fight against Japan. Traveling through time without fighting the Japanese is even more stupid than traveling through time through the Qing Dynasty without rebelling. He should put an electric drill in his ass.

As for the future of himself and the Yanhuang League after the Anti-Japanese War, Hou Xiaoge already has a role model to learn from.

He wanted to learn from the Rong family, the number one business family in China, and become even more outstanding in the future, so that the Yanhuang Alliance could be more prestigious in the future.

As for the impact on him, it is not involved. He has a pseudonym, so many things were not done by Hou Xiaoge, but by Zhou Debiao.

After thinking this through, Hou Xiaoge became more daring in his actions and bought as many weapons and machines as he could.

He even used his connections to buy a 5,000-ton armed transport ship for two million U.S. dollars to provide cover for the transport.

By the end of April, most of the nearly 100 acres of space in the ring was filled with supplies, at least three meters high.