No matter what the relationship between Zhao Zhiguo and John is, whether they are friends or partners.

When a foreigner travels thousands of miles to transport supplies overseas to China and contributes to China's anti-Japanese war, this foreigner is worthy of respect.

Even if this foreigner has the purpose of making money, at least he is helping.

After all, nothing in this world is spotless. Doing good deeds with a purpose is better than standing by and doing nothing.

Zhao Zhiguo didn't care about John's purpose. He was helping with this choice and John was doing his best. This was enough for the First Military Division.

"Commander, please take Lao Tian, ​​I don't want to deal with Huang Mao." Yao Pengju said.

It was unexpected that Yao Pengju, who was usually keen on running to Pingcheng and then visiting Gu Ning'er for personal reasons, was not willing to follow Zhao Zhiguo to Pingcheng.

"Did you quarrel with Gu Ning'er?"

Zhao Zhiguo saw through Yao Pengju's thoughts at a glance.

There's no time when young lovers don't quarrel when they're together, and it's obvious that Yao Pengju has been having trouble with Gu Ning'er recently.

"Actually, I'm very curious as to why you quarreled with Gu Ning'er. The two of you actually quarreled in the letter. This is something I didn't expect." Matthew Wen looked like he was having fun.

It's amazing for this young couple to be able to quarrel in letters.

"It's okay, I don't want to go to Pingcheng anyway." Yao Pengju said.

"You're not going, right? Then I will go to Pingcheng this time. I will find an opportunity to tell Gu Ning'er that Yao Pengju will not take you. Then I will find an opportunity to transfer Gu Ning'er to Bingzhou City to keep the distance between you two.

Far away."

"No, no, no, commander, you are not being moral."

"Anyway, you, Yao, don't like it anymore, why don't you allow Gu Ning'er to choose a better one?" Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Commander, why don't I go?"

"Why did you two quarrel?" Zhao Zhiguo was also curious.

Being able to write letters and quarrel in letters is really not something ordinary people can do.

"Commander, please don't ask, this is my private matter." Yao Pengju didn't want to say it.

Weapons, ammunition, and anything related to combat are urgently needed by the First Military Division.

Zhao Zhiguo urgently needs a large amount of supplies, and now the First Army Division has switched its offensive and defensive relationship with the Japanese troops around them.

Attack requires more supplies than defense.

When they arrived in Pingcheng, Zhao Zhiguo gave Yao Pengju an eight-hour leave and only asked Platoon Leader Xiang to follow him.

Zhao Zhiguo, who returned to Pingcheng, naturally wanted to go home.

Although Zhao Zhiguo and Sun Siying exchanged frequent letters, it was difficult to express their love for each other in just a few words.

The babbling sour tune played for most of the night. At about two o'clock in the morning, Zhao Zhiguo and Sun Siying fell into a drowsy sleep.

When it was daylight, soldiers came to report that the transport team was still about ten miles away from Pingcheng.

"Are you coming back tonight?" Sun Siying asked.

Sun Siying was worried every time that Zhao Zhiguo would never come back after leaving home.

No one could understand that a woman had to bear this kind of constant care and reminder in the dead of night silently.

"Come back, I will have dinner with you tonight." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Shall I make pumpkin soup for you tonight?"

"Yeah! I can eat anything, as long as I'm with you."

Zhao Zhiguo's longing for Sun Siying cannot be expressed clearly in just a few words.

During the war years, they were destined to be busy running around, and they were destined to gather less and stay apart more.

Sun Siying smiled: "I'll wait for you tonight!"

Climbing upstairs and looking from a distance, Zhao Zhiguo eagerly wanted to know what good things John had brought to him.

When the transport team entered Pingcheng, Zhao Zhiguo waited for a while before seeing John.

"My friend, it's so nice to see you again."

John jumped off the horse and gave Zhao Zhiguo a big hug.

"I'm very happy to see you. Did you encounter any trouble on the road?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

"Of course, there are vultures all along the way, just waiting to eat me and make them fat."

John did not speak the Chinese language fluently, but Zhao Zhiguo understood what he meant.

Although he was able to get a passable road and John's identity as a foreigner was very useful, he was still inevitably deliberately made difficult.

The purpose of making things difficult is also very simple, just to make money.

Those who give too little are never too little, and those who give too much are never too much. This kind of person is likened to a vulture by John.

"There is no way, war is like this, many people only think about themselves." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Obviously I am transporting weapons to help the Chinese people fight the invaders, why do the Chinese people still make things difficult for me?" John asked Zhao Zhiguo.

Zhao Zhiguo was speechless by John's question. After thinking for a while, he said: "There is an old saying in China, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, which means..."

Zhao Zhiguo struggled to explain to John, but he didn't know if John could understand.

"But when I, Lao Su, saw the pass documents, they didn't make any trouble for me. On the contrary, you, the Chinese people, made the most trouble for me."

John obviously didn't understand what Zhao Zhiguo explained about Jianghu.

Along the way, he encountered no trouble in his own country, nor in Lao Su's territory. On the contrary, after entering China, people at every checkpoint wanted to ask John for money.

Even though the red stamp on the pass is particularly eye-catching, some people just won't let it go.

"John, don't ask me to explain anymore, but I promise you that in more than ten years, you will see a united China," Zhao Zhiguo said.

Zhao Zhiguo must have struggled to explain, because John had indeed experienced all kinds of unpleasant things.

Fortunately, there were no accidents in the transported weapons and ammunition, and they were safely delivered to the defense area of ​​the First Military Division.

The two of them entered Pingcheng side by side. John took out a list of supplies from his backpack and handed it to Zhao Zhiguo.

"The anti-aircraft weapons and anti-aircraft shells you want, as well as flamethrowers and flamethrower fuel, and shells of various calibers are all transported according to the requirements in your telegram," John said.

"John, you are really great. Without you, I don't know how many soldiers I would have sacrificed."

Zhao Zhiguo opened the supplies list and took a special look at the anti-aircraft weapons, including twenty dismantled anti-aircraft guns and nearly 10,000 anti-aircraft shells.

No wonder Zhao Zhiguo couldn't see the end of the transportation team when he first saw it.

"Zhao, we are friends. You said that friends should be loyal in friendship. If you have difficulties, it is my business." John said.

"That's what I say, but you did help me a lot. I, Zhao Zhiguo, will keep this feeling in my heart."

"If it weren't for you, I might still be a street gangster now. If you help me, you are helping yourself, so there is no need to thank me."

John also knows that if Zhao Zhiguo hadn’t given him money and pointed out the path to development, John would be where he is today.

"How is the arms business?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.
Chapter completed!