The truth was just as Wei Hua had told Zhao Pian at the dining table. At the beginning of this arms deal, Wei Hua had already anticipated all sorts of possible situations that might occur in the future and had tampered with the arms and equipment from the very beginning.
As for how he did it and what he specifically changed, Wei Hua had practiced the standard concept of selling second-hand equipment to first-hand equipment.
This was all thanks to the clone army produced by the Glory system. After all, the weapons and equipment were as advanced as they could be. For example, in Wei Hua's German troops, a standard infantry squad was definitely a two-man MG-42 machine gun squad. Two people carried MP40 submachine guns, two people carried iron fist rocket launchers, one person carried Mauser 98K rifles, and the remaining three people carried STG44 assault rifles. It was not like the German infantry squad in the early stages of World War II. Other than the main machine gun shooter and the deputy shooter, everyone else (including the squad leader) was equipped with a Mauser 98K rifle. It was not until 1940 that the squad leader's equipment was replaced with the MP40 submachine gun. The firepower of Wei Hua's infantry platoons was imaginable.
As for Zhao Pian's Japanese troops, each team was strengthened with 70 people. There were three grenade launchers and machine gun launchers each (six Type 96 light machine guns and six Type 89 grenade launchers). Their weapons were no longer the standard Type 38 covers of the Japanese army, but the Japanese 7.7mm Type 99 rifles. Some of the soldiers 'Type 99 rifles would be equipped with the Japanese Type 2 grenade launcher. The captain would also have a Type 100 submachine gun, and the vice-captain would be equipped with a Type 4 semi-automatic rifle. The grenades would also be equipped with Type 99 grenades, instead of Type 97 grenades that required a knock on the head before throwing.
As for what he sold to Aso Jiro, there were 38 large covers, crooked light machine guns, 10-type grenade launchers, and most importantly, Wei Hua did not give Aso Jiro a heavy machine gun. The bullets were not enough to support a high-intensity battle.
Since things had come to this, no matter what. Wei Hua had indeed taken his first step in the apocalypse according to his ideal plan. As for what to do next and what not to do, Wei Hua already had a corresponding plan.
Walking in the lobby corridor of the Tokyo Food Bureau, Wei Hua, who could clearly feel the strange gazes of the passersby around him, had no intention of stopping. He held Aso Jiro's letter of recommendation in his hand and had only one purpose for this trip, which was to obtain enough food to meet his future needs from Hatoyama Division, one of the highest ruling groups in Tokyo and also monopolizing the entire food distribution business in Tokyo.
"Chief, the VIP has been brought up and is waiting outside.”
Hearing his subordinate's respectful report, Secretary Hatoyama, who was originally reading documents at the table, stopped what he was doing and waved his hand gently.
"Yes, invite them in."
"Yes, Chief."
Regardless of his previous guesses, when Wei Hua first met Bureau Chief Hatoyama, who controlled the food supply of everyone in Tokyo, the middle-aged man's face, which could be considered friendly, did not make people who met him for the first time feel disgusted.
He put down the fountain pen in his hand and stood up. With a smile on his face, he extended his arm to Wei Hua.
"Masheng, that old fellow, has already called me. It seems that you are the young and promising Mr. Wei Hua that he mentioned. At first, I didn't believe it. This old man's evaluation of you is really high. After seeing your face, I realized that Aso Jiro's evaluation of you seems to be worthy of the name.”
"Chief Hatoyama, you flatter me. It's just a little show of skill from a young junior. Compared to big shots like you and Mr. Aso, it's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning.”
Even if the world was destroyed and culture withered. The standard procedure of carrying people in fancy palanquins was still passed down to this day. In the cold apocalypse, these cliché pleasantries were even more effective than the peaceful pre-war period.
Thanks to Aso Jiro's advance phone call and the personally signed recommendation letter, Wei Hua only needed to go through some simple procedures to quickly obtain enough food to satisfy his next phase of the plan.
"I will arrange for the transportation team to deliver the food you ordered to the location you specified in the shortest time possible. Wasn't it inappropriate to place such a huge amount of food in Urada Town? It should be known that this was not only an infected area with mutated creatures, but also a dangerous area where bandits and mercenaries often appeared.”
Wei Hua shook his head with a smile and replied confidently, perhaps because Hatoyama Si had said this out of kindness.
"Right now, it's an infected area, but that might not be the case in half a month. Some things shouldn't change too quickly, don't you think? Bureau Chief Hatoyama."
After hearing this, he was slightly shocked. From Wei Hua's seemingly incoherent answer, he heard a hint of something and immediately asked with a rather interested tone.
"Oh? Does this mean that your party is preparing to do something in Urada Town?”
"It's not really a big deal. It's just a small matter. I hope Director Hatoyama can wait and see, haha.”
The sun was gradually setting, and Wei Hua was clearly not allowed to continue talking nonsense with Secretary Hatoyama. After getting the result he wanted, Wei Hua said goodbye to Secretary Hatoyama and immediately turned around to leave the rather gorgeous office.
While walking down the stairs with Zhao Pian, Wei Hua, who was anxious to return to the Valkyrie's flying saucer before dark, obviously didn't notice the young man of the same age who had brushed past him on the way up and down.
As if he had seen Wei Hua before, his eyes followed Wei Hua's back as he gradually disappeared at the far end of the stairs. Although this young man with a rather gloomy face was still handsome, the evil look on his face was like a dark cloud that could not be washed away no matter what.
The young man who turned around and continued to push open the door of Hatoyama Division's office changed his gloomy expression and spoke in a rather warm tone.
"Uncle Jiushan, I just happened to pass by here to see you after I finished my business. My father wants to invite you to our house for a drink or two tonight.”
Clearly, he had not expected a second person to visit his office in such a short period of time. After his work was interrupted, Hatoyama Si raised his head. However, he did not show much anger. On the contrary, the smile on his face was even brighter than when he was facing Chen Feng.
"So it's Taro. Come, sit. Your dad asked me out for a drink. I'll definitely go tonight. Don't worry.”
There was only one reason why the Hatoyama Division treated this young man with such courtesy. This young man who looked like a playboy was none other than one of the four members of the Tokyo City Committee, the super drug lord who monopolized the city's drug business. Koizumi Akita's precious only son, Koizumi Taro.
After a round of small talk, Tarou Koizumi, who was casually talking about his experience in the corridor, finally learned of Wei Hua's name from Hatoyama Si. Stroking his chin thoughtfully, he bid farewell to Hatoyama Seiji and immediately interrupted his plans for the night life in the city. He brought his lackeys and flew all the way to his mansion.
When the sun finally set, the zombies 'excited howls from the fact that they were no longer exposed to the Ultraviolet rays were accompanied by the heavy closing sound of the Valkyrie's elevator as Wei Hua and the others stepped into it.
Wei Hua, who had been on the move all day, did not plan to deal with all the matters at hand tonight. He felt as if his entire body was filled with mercury. At this moment, he only wanted to lie on the bed and have a good sleep.
With two compressed biscuits in his mouth, he was about to pull open the blanket and go to sleep. Who knew that Zhao Pian, who had unexpectedly opened the door, would not let Wei Hua fall asleep so easily.
"Tell me honestly, are you going to take down Urada near Tokyo?”
Wei Hua no longer had the mood to care about Zhao Pian's tone of speaking as if he was interrogating a criminal. He only wanted to quickly go to sleep and rest, so he could only repeatedly tell Zhao Pian the plan he had already arranged and shoving him out of his room.
"You're so smart. Now I have to rest. Hurry up. I still have important things to do tomorrow morning. Hurry up and go back to rest.”
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