"Don't underestimate Station Commander Mao's courage. If the wounded soldiers in the reception center get into trouble, he will still be in trouble. Now he's just robbing a few guys who are smuggling cigarettes. Station Commander Mao may not have such courage. Let's just
Just wait and watch the excitement, maybe Station Commander Mao will come and thank us." Tang Cheng's explanation made Hou San and others who were already confused even more unable to understand why their company commander was so optimistic about this surname.
Hairy guy.
"Company Commander, Mao brought back 50 rifles and a Czech light machine gun. I think there are also hand grenades." During lunch time the next day, Dice, who had been sunbathing in the yard of the shelter, had a weird look on his face.
He quickly walked into the warehouse. Tang Cheng gave the idea to the man named Mao just yesterday. Unexpectedly, he had already got the weapons back the next day. Is it really like what his company commander said? This seemingly weak station
But he is cruel and ruthless at heart.
Getting back the weapons and ammunition is only the first step. If you want to rob the cigarette smugglers, manpower is also very important. Stationmaster Mao cannot be the robber by himself. Get the weapons back and show them to Tangcheng.
It was to the extent of Stationmaster Mao, but what happened next made Tangcheng understand what it means to be a scholar. The wounded soldiers in the reception station who had recovered their ability to move did not pay attention to Stationmaster Mao's solicitation. They would rather bask in the sun every day.
Taiyang waited for those two meals of gruel to fill his stomach, and was unwilling to listen to Station Commander Mao finish explaining his plan.
"Brother Tang, I'm afraid I have to trouble you again. I've got my weapons and ammunition back, but those mud-like guys are of no use at all. I plan to find a few people from outside to help, plus your men.
Hou San and the others, I think the manpower should be enough." Stationmaster Mao's words made Tang Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head. No wonder this guy was thrown into this shelter by the 58th Army to eat and wait to die. His feelings are what this guy has.
There is something wrong with the brain.
"Stationmaster Mao, I shake my head just because I don't agree with you doing this." Tang Cheng first took out a cigarette and handed one to Stationmaster Mao, whose eyes flashed with anger, "Anyone who dares to smuggle cigarettes is not a guy without a foundation.
This kind of thing can only be done with the soldiers in the shelter. No matter how bad they are, they are still members of your 58th Army. Once things get big, they will not betray you. But if you are going to find people from outside to help, this is tantamount to
This has expanded the original secret matter infinitely. If those guys who sell cigarettes find out about this, not to mention that you, the webmaster, will not be able to continue your job, you may not even be able to save your life."
"The most important thing in doing this kind of thing is to keep it secret. It's best not to be known. If you insist on making it known to everyone in the city, you will only hurt yourself in the end." Webmaster Mao finally listened patiently.
After finishing what Tang Cheng wanted to say, he lowered his head and thought about it carefully, and then nodded repeatedly to Tang Cheng. The anger in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by a look of gratitude.
"Brother Tang, help me. As long as you help me this time, I will accept your favor regardless of whether it succeeds or not." Stationmaster Mao was completely out of ideas. For him, the difficulty was not getting weapons and ammunition.
Instead, he was facing the wounded soldiers in the shelter. Station Commander Mao was confident that he had both means and brains, but those wounded soldiers were all soft and hard-working. The conflict that happened in the warehouse yesterday shocked him.
Because of the fierceness of Tang Cheng's group, he could only turn to Tang Cheng to help him train the wounded soldiers.
"Okay, but my people can't work in vain. Shouldn't we get a share of the smoke you intercepted?" Tang Cheng was a smart man, and he immediately thought of the meaning of Station Master Mao's words, and then laughed. "
You also know that my injury will not heal at all in three to five months. My people and I can't just sit back and have nothing. We are soldiers, and we can't do those sneaky things to fill our stomachs. So, my people will help you practice those things.
Wounded soldiers, we must share 30% of the smoke you intercepted."
"No. No, 30% is too much. There are only 9 of you, but I have more than 300 people waiting to eat here. If you ask for too much, our work will be in vain. 30% is too much, absolutely not allowed." Webmaster Mao
He shook his head repeatedly and bargained with Tang Cheng like a real businessman. The two argued many times and almost got angry. In the end, both sides gave in and ended up with two cents profit. "Brother Tang, you shouldn't be a soldier, you should be one."
Businessmen are the right ones. When I was your age, I only hung out with friends every day."
After sending off Station Commander Mao, Tangcheng began to convene a meeting with Hou San and the others, "The place we are staying in now belongs to the 58th Army. Although the man named Mao is not a big official, he is the one in charge of this shelter. Can we
Continuing to stay here depends on the meaning of the man named Mao, so we must help him this time. No matter what happens, we have nothing to lose anyway." Yes, Tang Cheng had made up his mind to help from the side.
Webmaster Mao, but they will not participate in specific matters.
"Hou San, you and Dice will help Station Commander Mao treat the wounded soldiers in the yard from tomorrow on. The first thing you need to do is to let those guys learn to obey orders and learn to obey orders and prohibitions." Tangcheng's arrangement made Hou
San and Dice looked bitter. After experiencing yesterday's conflict, Hou San and Dice knew that they had become a thorn in the side of the wounded soldiers. Under such circumstances, they still expected those guys to be obedient. This was not wishful thinking.
What.
The reactions of Hou San and Dice suddenly reminded Tang Cheng of Old Northeast. If Old Northeast was still alive, he would be the best candidate to train those wounded soldiers. "Don't worry, I will tell you what to do. Just
They are just courageless guys, much worse than the bandits I captured in Mengcheng." Tang Cheng's words made Hou San and Dice not only scratch their heads, but even a little angry. Tang Cheng compared the present and the past in Mengcheng.
Comparing Mengcheng, but there is no comparison between the two. When Tangcheng was fighting the bandits in Mengcheng, he had a whole company of men with guns and live ammunition, but now, they only have two people.
Seeing that Hou San and Dice still didn't understand what they meant, Tang Cheng had no choice but to speak more clearly, "Why are those wounded soldiers making trouble? It's because they don't have enough to eat. Why did Station Commander Mao do this?"
, just to feed the wounded soldiers. The most important thing is to eat. Starting from tomorrow, you will control the food in the shelter. The obedient people will have food, and the troublemakers will go hungry. I don’t believe it.
You two don’t even have the means to do so.”
"There are only two of us. What should we do if they really make trouble?" After following Tangcheng for a long time, Dice's original cunning seems to have been completely lost. Now it is not only Hou San who despises him, but also Liu who knows his details.
Shitou and others could only see the white of their eyes but not the black.
"Are you a fucking fool? The gun in your hand is just a decoration? I don't believe that a group of bare-handed guys dare to be dishonest with their guns pointed at them. The Japanese soldiers have killed so many, are you still afraid of a few companies?
A guy who can't even eat enough?" Before Tang Cheng could say anything, Hou San scolded Dice. He was also a gangster, and now the more he lives, the more arrogant he is like the old Northeastern man.
, but the originally cunning Dice became more and more like Fatty Ma, the guy who only knew how to cook, and his courage became less and less.
Dice had been scolded by Hou San so much that he couldn't straighten up, so Tang Cheng gave up the plan of adding insult to injury, "Except for those sick people, other people who can move around on their own will not be given breakfast tomorrow, unless they can clean themselves up according to your orders."
Don't worry about the large number of them. Stationmaster Mao will find some people from outside to help for a few days. Use the skills you learned at Zouma Mountain and train them well."
"Glasses, you and Shitou will go to the black market from tomorrow to inquire about the cigarette dealers. It is best to find out about the arrival or transit of cigarettes in the near future. Third child, you are a person who has been through the world, give it a try
Can we find out the information about the transportation of tobacco and soil from the mouths of the local Jianghu people in Liuyang? The information is very important to us. Stationmaster Mao promised me that if this thing is done, 20% of the benefits will be ours." Tangcheng assigned them one by one.
Even Wu Laosan did not miss the task.
20% benefit, everyone has obviously been attracted by Tang Cheng’s last sentence. They may not know how much the 20% benefit is, but they all know that smoke and soil are very valuable. At present, smoke and soil can be regarded as hard goods.
Currency. Tang Cheng assigned tasks to almost everyone. Only Mu Lianshan, Fatty Ma and the two younger ones did not mention it. It was better that Lin Ying was a girl, but Zhang Xiaobao had automatically leaned in front of Tang Cheng and grinned.
With a silly smile on his face, he seemed to want Tangcheng to give him a job.
"Mr. Mu, we can only help in this matter, but we cannot take action directly. The man named Mao and these wounded soldiers are all members of the 58th Army. They will not be afraid of trouble because of their numbers, but we are different. If not
My injury still needs time to recover. We should stay in Kunming now. Many people have died. I don’t want you to lose your lives to such a thing again. Liuyang is still safe. We just need to stay in peace and stability.
Until I recover from my injuries." Seeing that Mu Lianshan was also a little moved, Tang Cheng hurriedly dissuaded him, saying that it is good for people like Mu Lianshan to be doctors, but it may not be enough to do other things.
"Mr. Mu, you should continue to go out with your two children to see your doctor, and the cook will continue to cook. What we have to do is not to show off. If Mao makes a big fuss, others will not
It will connect the matter to us, and at least give us the time and opportunity to escape." Tangcheng finally restored its original orderliness, which made Mu Lianshan, who had been worried about him, very satisfied. Only a clear-headed leader can
He will not disregard the lives of his subordinates.