Chapter 1452: Stability

After Wang Yan cleared northern Burma and drove the Japanese army away from the Nu River line, several large bridges that could pass cars were repaired in the adjacent western and southern Yunnan.

These bridges also provided Wang Yan with a lot of help in the previous war between Wang Yan and the foreigners. The aid provided by the United States was sent continuously through these bridges.

A bridge was also built in Chanda, and both sides were soldiers setting up checkpoints to check. The inspection of cars was symbolic, but the inspection of people was much stricter.

Of course, it was Chanda that checked strictly, strictly when going out to Burma, and strictly when going in to the country.

Contrary to this, it was Wang Yan's subordinates here, who were free to come and go, and didn't care at all.

So the posts guarding the bridge in Chanda were still very popular, and the oil and water were thick. Who can come in and who can go out is determined by them. The entry and exit of vehicles, of course, there are people walking on it, and there are private goods walking on it, and they can also share a share, which is really fat for many people.

At the same time, there is a tacit understanding between the two sides. Those who guard the bridge in the north must also share a share with those who guard the bridge in the south. Everyone communicates with each other, cooperates friendly, and makes a fortune together.

Wang Yan took his heels to think about this kind of thing, and he knew it was an inevitable thing. He had seen too much.

But he didn't care.

Because it is not yet time to deal with these things, mainly to stabilize people's hearts, until everything is stable, production and life are carried out in an orderly manner, and everything is on the right track, that is the time to raise the butcher knife...

After crossing the bridge, it is the outer boundary of Chanda. The village near the Nu River is not the county town of Chanda, and it is still a few miles away.

Wang Yan sat in the passenger seat of the car. This is a Studebaker car given to him by the foreigners, which is his exclusive car.

Looking at the surrounding environment along the way, it can be said that there is no change at all.

The time for the people here to be stable is much earlier than the surrender of the little Japanese. That was in the spring of 1944, and now it is the end of 1945, which is nearly two years.

The people here still can't eat enough, still don't wear well, their faces still have vegetable color, and people have no spirit.

But Wang Yan believes that when they heard that the little Japanese surrendered, they were all excited. But after the excitement? It's still the same day...

Wang Yan got out of the car outside the town. The local county magistrate, as well as Shangguan Jieci and her son, Qin Moqing, and other wounded brothers, had all been waiting here.

Now the identity is different, and you have to communicate in advance to come here, otherwise there will be problems.

"What are you waiting for me for? It's not a big shelf." Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile, "It just so happens that the brothers are all here, I will say two words to the brothers. Now the war is over, our brothers have also stood firm in the south, and next we will live a good life.

The brothers also have a time to choose. Those who want to go home go home. Those who want to pick up their families, I will coordinate later and pick everyone up. Those who don't want to leave, we can't stay in this Chanda, go to our own territory to be happy. Those who don't have a wife, I will send a wife to the brothers later, and live a life over there..."

Wang Yan said a lot, let them convey it to the brothers who didn't arrive, and then disbanded the team, and turned to look at the little cub who had grown up for three years.

Stepped forward and rubbed his head: "Growing quite fast, it's so big in a blink of an eye."

"Call Dad!" Shangguan Jieci hugged her son.

The little cub mumbled his mouth, avoiding Wang Yan's eyes, and couldn't open his mouth.

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement: "It's just a title, it doesn't matter. You don't have to be so nervous, whether it's biological or not, I don't lack this bite of food for him, and I don't lack the money he spends, it doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't go astray. Let's go, go to the reception station and see. You don't have to follow, disperse."

He dismissed the local officials who were smiling, but the local officials still followed behind.

So Wang Yan let them go, and took a large group of people strolling to the reception station, to the courtyard of that year.

Chanda didn't have many garrison troops, and there was no war here, no casualties, so the reception station was naturally cleared early. It's just that because of the existence of Wang Yan and others, this courtyard had not been used for other purposes and had been left vacant until now.

"Nothing changed..." Mi Long stood in the courtyard, looking at the empty, clean and tidy courtyard, and even revealed a bit of confusion.

"The courtyard hasn't changed, but we have all changed." Fan La touched the wooden pillar.

Bu La walked in, stood on the threshold of the room, looked inside, and scolded with a smile: "Wang Ba Gai Zi Di, they are all people without blessing..."

A Yi stood on the broken wooden stairs, blankly touching the wood, thinking in his mind about the appearance of him proudly putting on the medal back then...

People have their own thoughts, but it was just for a while. Not long after, they were laughing and scolding again. They kept changing their standing positions, and between laughing and scolding were all from the past. Whoever remembered wrong, they had to argue before it was okay. People who had already died lived again in their mouths.

In a trance, it seemed to be that group of cannon fodder sunning themselves, catching lice, and laughing and arguing every day.

It seems they really came back.

No, they never went far...

On this day, Wang Yan and a group of cannon fodder brothers ate and drank in this courtyard of the former reception station. It really realized what they had imagined before, eating meat and drinking alcohol.

They ate the most of this dish for this meal today, and they talked the most about this dish, and in the end, not even a drop of soup was left...

After a night of hangover, by the next day, Fan La and those who had lovers disappeared impatiently, and others also went to be happy in a familiar way.

Wang Yan finally had time to talk to the two women.

"How is the penicillin research going?"

Qin Moqing said with a smile: "Actually, it can be considered a success. I didn't expect that a sentence casually mentioned by the Commander would be done."

"How far is it from mass production?" Wang Yan asked with a smile.

"The environment is not good. The production of medicine is very strict. At present, even in the laboratory we built ourselves, it is very unstable, and the efficacy is much worse than penicillin, because our equipment is simple and there is no sterile environment."

Wang Yan nodded: "This problem is easy to handle. I will ask the American foreigners for it later."

Shangguan Jieci couldn't hold back: "Can they give it? According to my understanding, they are definitely not willing to let us master too many good things, and want us to buy whatever we need from them, and exchange all our resources for them."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows with some surprise: "I didn't expect you to have this understanding. Based on this sentence, I will let you be an official later and make a career of your own."

"Originally you didn't plan to let me do big things?"

Shangguan Jieci gave a glance with beautiful eyes and said: "You continue to say, how can you let the foreigners provide us with those things?"

"It's very simple. If they don't give it, I will send troops north to fight Old Chiang. After finishing the British foreigners, the power is here. My army is capable of fighting, and everyone will tremble."

"In this way, do you think the Red Party can win the world?" Qin Moqing asked curiously.

"I am indeed optimistic about the Red Party." Wang Yan didn't avoid this question, "After all, I have been fighting with the Nationalist Army for more than ten years, and I am familiar with their style. I am not closed to news, and I know a little about the Red Party's actions, which is much stronger than the Nationalist Army. Didn't the ancients say that those who win the hearts of the people win the world."

"But how do I see that the Nationalist Army has the advantage." Shangguan Jieci pondered.

"Really powerful, can I have a chance to come out?" Wang Yan waved his hand and looked at Qin Moqing, "It's been more than a year, what have you considered? Are you going or staying?"

"I admire the Commander very much! I still want to work with the Commander."

Wang Yan smiled: "Then don't be so polite. You are familiar with Shangguan, and we will all be one family in the future. In these few days, hurry up and pack your things, and go to our territory to enjoy the blessings..."

Packing things, of course, doesn't need them to do it. What they have to do is to determine what things to take away, and the wounded and disabled brothers who are unwilling to leave and lack combat effectiveness will carry out various relocation and transportation work.

Wang Yan is naturally happy with his big wife and little wife, and he is also a monk for nearly two years, so he still has to dredge it.

Staying in Chanda for half a month, Wang Yan led the team and left in a mighty way, going south.

This time, Wang Yan brought more than a thousand people, hundreds of trucks, and hundreds of horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts. In addition to the luggage of the people, there were various weapons and equipment provided by Wang Yan for their self-protection, as well as factory machinery, equipment, various equipment of Qin Moqing's laboratory, and various equipment related to the mass production she had tinkered with.

Qin Moqing's ability is still okay, it's just that there are too few people available, and there are no professional talents to work with her. It is normal for everything to be done by herself and the speed to be slow.

On the outskirts of Mandalay, Wang Yan and Qin Moqing and others wore masks and looked at a building in front of them. There are four buildings here, two of which are connected, and another building with a chimney. However, these buildings are all broken.

Among them, a group of people in white coats are carrying out disinfection work here.

"Is this the virus laboratory?"

Wang Yan nodded: "The little devils don't leave any tail, not only moved it clean, but also blew up this place."

"You brought me here, do you want to place the laboratory here?"

"It's a waste if this place is not used. The city will definitely expand, and it will expand to this area in the future. It's useless to keep it, and no one dares to want this piece of land. The foundation is good, so pick up a ready-made one. It used to be for killing people, but later it will be for saving people, which can also offset it."

Qin Moqing said with amusement: "I didn't expect you to believe this?"

"Can't say believe, can't say don't believe." Wang Yan turned to say, "I heard that the Red Party has produced penicillin?"

Qin Moqing's eyes moved slightly, just looking at the crowd busy disinfecting in the distance, and said casually: "Can you know the movement of the Red Party?"

"The foreigners told me that they are willing to provide equipment and will send people to help improve the laboratory and production factory until they can be successfully put into production."

"What are the conditions? It's impossible to give it for nothing, right?"

"It's just giving it for nothing. They want shares, but my attitude is firm. If they don't give it to me, I will fight. Whoever is around us, don't even think about having a good time."

Wang Yan said: "It will be transported one after another next month. By then, we can be considered to have a profitable industry here."

"Well, your governance is not worse than fighting. At present, our side can be considered to be thriving, and it feels much better than the development in the south." 【1452-

Wang Yan said, "They will be shipped over one after another starting next month. By then, we can consider ourselves to have a profitable industry here."

"Mm, your governance is no worse than your fighting. Right now, things here can be called prosperous; it feels like development is going much better than in the south."

Wang Yan shook his head: "The prosperity is fake. The reason things look like they are developing well here is still thanks to that bunch of people from the Nationalist Army; they buy everything and sell everything."

Regarding the local specialties of Burma, Wang Yan was, of course, clear. Wild animals, jade and mineral resources, and medicinal herbs from certain areas—these could all be sold for money, and there was no worry about finding buyers.

Wang Yan also obtained quite a few primary machinery and equipment from those people's hands. After producing goods, he would sell them off and then exchange them for other things to bring back.

As early as when he was fighting the British, Wang Yan had already launched various production arrangements.

For instance, agriculture and animal husbandry were both organized; he planted rice, wheat, corn, peanuts, oil palms, tobacco, and the like, and also began breeding and pen-raising pigs, horses, cattle, and sheep.

He opened canning factories, textile mills, cigarette factories, footwear and clothing factories, brickyards, lumber mills, and other basic light industries related to daily life, which also laid the foundation for heavy industries like chemicals, steel, and military production.

He even absorbed the legacy left behind by the Japanese army in the region, finding jade mines, silver mines, copper mines, iron mines, coal mines, and so on. However, some of these mines were in the hands of American and British foreigners, serving as one of the conditions for obtaining aid.

There were many conditions; selling land resources was just the most basic one. For example, the seeds Wang Yan used to grow grain had to be purchased from the foreigners; for example, telephone communications were a joint venture between Wang Yan and the foreigners; for example, the several hydroelectric and thermal power stations to be built were under an electric power company established as a joint venture between Wang Yan and the foreigners...

Because of all these things, the foreigners were interfering in every aspect. If they weren't afraid that Wang Yan would turn against them and fight them, they would have even interfered in Wang Yan's administration.

But even so, they still carried out comprehensive bribery of Wang Yan's subordinates, infiltrating cautiously in hopes of secretly influencing administrative decisions.

Influenced by this, there were far too many foreign faces in Wang Yan's territory, and there was no lack of beautiful foreign women who had come to play the "honey trap."

Regarding this, Wang Yan just acted as if he didn't see them. His foundation did not lie in being an official. As long as the soldiers under his command obeyed his orders, these people naturally wouldn't be able to jump around, and he could kill them at any time.

Right now, the main focus was still on working hard to govern, developing people's livelihoods, and not letting anyone under his command be idle.

Various public construction projects like roads, railways, and buildings were launched, absorbing the labor force.

At the same time, Wang Yan opened banks and issued his own currency, realizing internal economic circulation while also influencing the Southern government.

He opened schools, built hospitals, and even established universities and military academies. Whether there were teachers or students didn't matter; he just had to get the buildings up first, and talent could be unearthed slowly.

As long as he kept working step by step and accumulated enough of a family fortune, life would get better.

By that time, having guaranteed the most basic capacity for production and living, he would have higher bargaining power with the foreigners. If they didn't serve him, Wang Mou, comfortably, they would face being kicked out.

Anyway, at this stage, there wasn't any country that would go all out to fight him. And as long as they didn't bring in hundreds of thousands of troops for a comprehensive land, sea, and air strike, then no one could beat him.

This point wouldn't change even after military equipment developed further, when the army reached the stage of information-based construction and missiles were flying everywhere.

After all, the complex confrontation of the world was there. When that time came, even if he couldn't research them himself, he wouldn't be short of missiles to use. Many countries would be willing to provide him with convenience to see the strength of his opponents, which could also achieve the goal of exhausting them.

High-intensity confrontation involving hundreds of thousands of troops could drag a country to ruin; did they think everyone was the Soviets...

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