The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

Chapter 154: The Penicillin Production Line That Crushes the Global Pharmaceutical Giants (100 Gifts

[Are you sure you want to exchange for the Penicillin Deep Fermentation Production Line (with high-yield strain)?]

"confirm."

[Exchange completed, the production line and strains have been stored in the system space, and the host can use them at any time]

Compared with other industrial production lines that require multiple production lines to produce their power, penicillin in the medical field is a good thing that can generate huge profits with a single production line.

So, Zhang Chi finally chose a 5-gallon penicillin production line.

"There are five 50,000-gallon penicillin production lines, and the strains are also high-yield strains cultivated in the 1950s, hehe." Thinking of the bright future, Zhang Chi smiled foolishly while sitting on his new military bed.

As far as he knew, the current price of 10 units of penicillin in the United States was US$20, while Pfizer's newly established penicillin production line, commissioned by the War Production Board (WPB), only had 14 large 7500-gallon fermentation tanks with a monthly output of 4500 million units.

Zhang Chi counted on his fingers and finally figured out that even without considering the differences in high-yield strains, his production line from the 50s could produce 1.07 million units of penicillin per month.

Considering that the price will drop as the output increases, based on the price of $1 per 1 units of penicillin, the gross profit can reach $1 million per month.

"The White Eagle capitalists wanted me to hand over all my mines and real estate for a mere 100 million yuan loan. I never thought my soldiers could just kill a Japanese major general and create an industry that earns me hundreds of millions a month. Hahahaha."

"The system is awesome, long live the system!"

Orderly Xiao Qi looked at his commander with admiration as he put on a deep expression, holding an empty water cup in his hand and pondering the map on the wall.

"As expected of Brother Zhang, he can always focus on the war at any time and anywhere. I must take good care of such a Brother Zhang."

The young Xiaoqi had long regarded Zhang Chi as his elder brother. He had no idea that Zhang Chi was laughing foolishly in his mind. He quietly took away the empty water cup and went to prepare breakfast for Zhang Chi.

"With a monthly income of hundreds of millions, and in wartime, with a miracle drug like penicillin at hand, even the steely uncle would have to sit down and talk to me calmly, right?"

In the small tent where no outsiders were present, Zhang Chi, who had a dull look on his face, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a Dragon King smile.

It was not until 45 and 46 after the war that penicillin became cheap enough for ordinary people to use. Before that, apart from the White Eagles, even the John people did not have much penicillin.

Previously, he thought that buying penicillin entirely from the system was a bit expensive and would not create any jobs.

Now, as long as this production line is put into operation, he will be able to immediately crush all the pharmaceutical tycoons in the world.

Zhang Chi, with a look of joy on his face, walked out of the small tent and headed towards the command center.

He planned to ask Chief of Staff Tan Zhijie which unit had killed the major general so that he could reward them well.

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The 3rd Guards, known as the Heavenly Locust Guards, lost their headquarters and highest commander in the first battle due to some unforeseen circumstances.

Before sunset on July 19, the leaderless Japanese northern advance detachment completely collapsed.

In the end, a large number of Japanese soldiers, including Major General Guo Fanmao, three colonels, and countless lieutenant colonels and majors, were killed. A small number of them, like the sporadic paratroopers before, escaped into the mountains and rainforests to feed crocodiles and leeches.

The 47 tanks of the 17th Tank Regiment were shot at like targets by hundreds of tanks and anti-tank guns. Most of them were destroyed, and a few were paralyzed and captured. The number of the entire tank regiment was in name only.

Because the company commander, whose call sign was Haiou Dongdong, advanced too fast, Guo Fanmao could not even send the beginning of the farewell message. Although he did not capture the Guards Regiment flag, the Guards 3, a unit composed entirely of the devil's capital city Jingye, was completely destroyed.

On July 22, Matsuyama Yuzo and the last 7 Japanese devils were forced back into the city of Myitkyina.

In order to ensure that he could get the reward by killing Lieutenant General Matsuyama Yuzo, Zhang Chi did not continue to surround the enemy with three men and leave one missing this time.

The fast advance with consecutive victories came back through the highway again, blocking the only escape exit in the south of Myitkyina City and completely surrounding Myitkyina.

"Blow it up hard. If it's destroyed, we can rebuild it and count it as increasing GDP." Zhang Chi, who was present at the artillery corps, said viciously.

Zhang Chi was not prepared to actually experience street fighting, a special form of combat that did not consider the firepower of both sides or the quality of the soldiers on both sides, and fairly drained every drop of blood from both sides like a meat grinder.

After a series of bloody battles, the new recruits in two infantry columns and one armored column, a total of three main division-level field forces, have gained combat experience. As long as enough grassroots officers and new recruits are added, the army can be expanded again. Therefore, Zhang Chi is reluctant to fill in these seeds.

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"As long as your armed forces send out troops, I will give each leader 5 knives according to the number of heads they send out. If they die in battle, I will give them an additional 50 knives, paid in cash. I mean what I say."

"If you don't send troops, I'm sorry, but I'll think you're sympathetic to the Japanese. Not only will I revoke your title as a committee member, but your tribe will also be classified as my enemy."

"I have finished speaking. If you have any objections, please raise your hands."

Every time Zhang Chi said a sentence, the two translators behind him translated it in English and Saka respectively.

The leaders and chiefs of the various Pegu ethnic groups who were called to the meeting looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard Zhang Chi asking them to send guerrillas from their tribes into the city to fight the Japanese.

Go into the city and engage in street fighting with those murderous devils?

They didn't want to send their own people into such a mission that was bound to result in heavy casualties, but they didn't dare to raise their hands to object.

After all, in the past six months, Zhang Chi's name has become so terrifying in these remote mountain tribes that it can stop children from crying at night.

Zhang Chi looked at these leaders with a smile, knowing very well that these people had no room to resist him.

Jason from the Intelligence Bureau who came on behalf of White Eagle has been well-fed with his money, and as the middleman between him and Citibank, Jason has also made a lot of private profits.

As long as Jason doesn't cause trouble, these leaders will not be able to get more weapons and money.

Now their native guerrillas only have light weapons and cannot be a match for his large army.

"Think about it, everyone. If 1000 people died in the battle, you would get a pension of $5, which is a huge sum of money that you can't spend in your lifetime."

Zhang Chi was like a devil, whispering and persuading people.

He knew very well that only by killing people with a borrowed knife and clearing out the weapons in the hands of these natives could his rule be stable in the future.

Now Zhang Chi gave them two choices. One was to take the money and the false reputation in the committee and live a life of wealth and glory. The other was to become Zhang Chi's enemy and fight him to the death.

In the end, most of the leaders were forced to agree to send their family members into the city to fight the Japanese.

As for the few leaders who disagreed?

No one has seen them since that day.