After the battle was over and the troops were redeployed, Zhao Zhiguo returned to Pingcheng.

Matthew had people prepare a table of delicious dishes.

"Hey? What day is it today? It's not the New Year or the festival, so how can you prepare such a table of delicious food?" Zhao Zhiguo was a little confused.

Matthew Wen said slowly: "Of course there are good things?"

"What's a good thing? Are you celebrating that we won a battle?"

They wiped out more than 20,000 enemies and even killed Japanese Major General Miura. This was definitely a great thing.

It is inspiring and allows the people in the defense area to see that the First Military Division of the Eighth Route Army has the ability to protect the people in the defense area.

Compared with the Jinsui Army three years ago, there is a huge difference between the two.

The enthusiasm of local people to join the army also increased, which also led people in surrounding enemy-occupied areas to flee to the First Military Division.

More knowledgeable and capable young people came from all over the country to join the First Army Branch.

The First Military Division instantly became the vanguard and holy place of resistance against Japan in the northern region.

"This is the first good thing." Tian Kezhi helped set the dishes and chopsticks.

"What's the second thing?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

"Of course, we welcome our commander back and continue to lead us to fight against the Japanese." Tian Kezhi said, "This meal is just for the three of us, plus a few staff officers."

"Okay, can you have some wine?"

"You can have a few drinks. After all, I'm welcoming you back, and you don't need to be on duty tonight," Matthew said.

"It seems that I also have my moments of happiness!" Zhao Zhiguo said happily.

However, in the early morning of the next day, Zhao Zhiguo realized that he was happy too early.

"Why are there so many documents to process? Haven't you dealt with a single thing in the past few days since I left?"

Zhao Zhiguo looked at the piles of documents placed on the table and was completely dumbfounded.

The meal last night was an emotional affair.

"Commander, please take your time and let me know if you need anything." Tian Kezhi said with a smile.

"Okay, you guys are really capable. Being a commander for you is really like being a nanny. Nannies get paid and live in a big house. What did I get? Just a meal?"

What Zhao Zhiguo thinks about every day is how to set a trap for the little devil so that the little devil can get in.

Unexpectedly, I was tricked by one of my own people, the two closest people around me.

"Commander, please stop complaining. It's not that the political commissar and I didn't handle it, it's that we are really not as good as you. Some decisions are best made by you."

"Okay, I'll give you a task. When I came back, I discovered a problem in the army. When I left, the army's training was not that active." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Commander, isn't it because the brothers are unhappy because you left?" Tian Kezhi said.

With a "snap", Zhao Zhiguo slapped the table hard: "Is it for me, Zhao Zhiguo, to serve as a soldier? I, Zhao Zhiguo, are dead. Are you going to protect your family and country and let the little devils bully us Chinese people?"

Zhao Zhiguo's livid face shocked Tian Kezhi.

They all know that Zhao Zhiguo has a lot of evil intentions, but he rarely gets angry, especially towards old brothers like them.

As long as he didn't make a principled mistake, Zhao Zhiguo taught patiently every time and never lost his temper.

The Eighth Route Army is an army of ordinary people. This is beyond reproach. It is not Zhao Zhiguo's private army.

Even if Zhao Zhiguo leaves the First Military Division one day, every unit must train as seriously and hard as when he was there.

"Old Zhao, I've also discovered this problem." Matthew Wen hurriedly walked out of the back room, "But there have been too many things recently, and I haven't had time to solve them. I was just trying to discuss this matter with you."

"Political Commissar, this matter must be dealt with. What I mean is not to hold a certain person or cadre accountable, but to change the thinking of the soldiers and let them know that all the skills they have learned in the army are to protect the Chinese people.

It’s to protect the country, not to protect someone.” Zhao Zhiguo said.

"I'm going to go for a walk." Matthew said.

"Well, you should go down and take a walk. You are the political commissar. This matter requires ideological work. Lao Ma, if this matter is not resolved, there will be big problems in the future." Zhao Zhiguo said.

When an army wins a war, in addition to the support of the people, there is also their firm belief.

This belief is not about one person!

Otherwise, the army will only be strong for a while, not for a lifetime, and it will not be able to stand on top of the world.

China needs to have the most powerful army in the world to eliminate the covetousness of certain countries.

"Tian Kezhi, notify the special operations team to send a small team of troops to protect the safety of the political commissar."

Zhao Zhiguo's attitude towards Matthew Wen was also obvious: If this matter cannot be resolved, don't return to the headquarters.

"By the way, why hasn't Yao Pengju come back yet?" Zhao Zhiguo asked, "You can't really fall in love with me in Bingzhou, right?"

Before going to the headquarters, Yao Pengju was sent to Bingzhou by Zhao Zhiguo.

The purpose is naturally to find out the intelligence of the Japanese army in Bingzhou, especially the construction status of the Japanese army's airport in Bingzhou.

After repelling the Japanese invasion, Zhao Zhiguo now has enough time to figure out how to solve the Japanese airport problem in Bingzhou.

If the airport problem is not solved, the casualties they pay when they attack Bingzhou in the future will far exceed Zhao Zhiguo's imagination.

"Do you want me to send someone to Bingzhou?" Tian Kezhi asked.

"Send someone to go and come back quickly."

After Zhao Zhiguo finished arranging things, he sat at his desk and processed the accumulated documents.

In a shaking carriage, Qiu Zian woke up clutching his head with a headache. Looking at the shaking carriage, he couldn't remember what happened.

"Who are you? Where are you going?" Qiu Zian asked.

"Secretary Qiu, you slept long enough."

There was another person sitting behind the carriage, wearing a bamboo hat on his head. Seeing Qiu Zian wake up, he took off the bamboo hat and looked at Qiu Zian.

"How long have I slept?" Qiu Zian asked.

"Soon, one day and one night, are you hungry?"

The man in the car took out a cold steamed bun from his baggage.

"Who are you? Where do you want me to take you?"

"We are here to pick you up on orders from the commander."

"Pick me up? Who is your commander?" Qiu Zian asked.

"You'll know when you get there."

"Stop the car and put me down."

Qiu Zian made a fuss and wanted to leave.

"Secretary Qiu, you'd better sit down and be obedient. Our commander has given us an order. You can live or die."

As he said that, the person in the car took out a pistol and pointed it at Qiu Zian.

Qiu Zian was stunned, looked at the opponent's pistol, and had to sit down obediently: "Is it okay if I go to the toilet?"

After sleeping all day and night, my bladder was about to explode.

The people in the car knocked on the carriage, and the car slowly stopped on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!