Chapter 48: Those who dare to challenge the autumn wind like the brigade commander
"Where is Commander Li from the Sixth Division?" Zhou Weihan asked.
"You don't have to worry about him. This is an order from the headquarters. He dares to go against it."
"I heard that you passed by Kong Jie's independent regiment on the way here?" the brigade commander said, staring at Zhou Weihan.
"Yes, brigade commander, have you heard about it? The intelligence work of this brigade headquarters is very meticulous." Zhou Weihan wondered,
"Don't fucking flatter me."
"Yes, I promise not to flatter the brigade commander."
"Hey, you're still in high spirits!"
"Brigadier, Kong Jie's independent regiment is having a hard time. Besides, people are asking for help. It would be inappropriate for us not to express our gratitude. We are all brothers." Zhou Weihan explained.
"Well, the brigade commander doesn't mean to blame you. Zhou Weihan, you are very good. You know how to hand over the seized materials to the brigade headquarters. You have a big picture view and you know how to help the brothers. You are humane. The brigade commander and I are very pleased." The political commissar praised.
"Honestly, how many troops does your new second regiment have now? Are you so wealthy?" the brigade commander said with a smile.
Zhou Weihan's heart tightened after hearing the brigade commander's words. You must know that the Independent Regiment was established by taking some of the backbones from the 772 Regiment.
"Looking at your aggressive temper, are you afraid that I'll eat your new dick?"
"Hey, brigade commander, look at what you said, who do you think I am?" Zhou Weihan yelled.
"Then you, kid, are still holding back. Do you think the intelligence officers at the headquarters are blind?"
"Report to the brigade commander and political commissar that the New Second Regiment has three infantry battalions, one artillery battalion, cavalry company, guard company, and an independent brigade directly under the regiment headquarters, totaling more than 2,000 people, as well as some local militia teams." Zhou Weihan was truthful.
Reporting.
"Political Commissar, look, the boss is right," the brigade commander said to the political commissar.
"Zhou Weihan, when we called from the headquarters, we said that local comrades reported that the troops attacking the Liubao stronghold had fierce firepower, including several cannons. I didn't believe it at the time, but now it seems true. This is really what happened."
The political commissar said seriously.
Zhou Weihan looked at the brigade commander, and the political commissar sang a double act in a serious manner. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. Zhou Weihan had never been afraid of confronting the little devil, but when the brigade commander and the political commissar played this trick, Zhou Weihan was really scared. After all, the official
It's so overwhelming that it kills people.
"Haha, okay, put away your pitiful expression. The boss said that you, Zhou Weihan, performed very well this time. No one is allowed to distract you from the new second regiment. The headquarters is also pointing you at getting supplies for the base area.
?" the brigade commander said with a smile.
While they were talking, the brigade headquarters phone rang. The brigade commander picked up the phone and said, "Hello, this is Chen Geng."
"Chen Geng, I heard that you have made a fortune. Zhou Weihan has brought a lot of good things over. Didn't you know that he has a share in the headquarters?" came the sonorous and powerful voice of the boss on the other end of the phone.
"Boss, this news spread quickly enough, you already know it?"
"There are so many big trucks carrying supplies, and the news has spread to all the regiments. Can I not know? It seems that the deal between Zhou Weihan and the little Japanese in Wuyi is going well?"
"Boss, there are indeed a lot of supplies, but the various groups of our 386th Brigade don't have much," the brigade commander explained.
"Okay, I don't want anything else. It's not too much to send part of that batch of medical supplies to the headquarters hospital," the boss said.
"It's been a while since we've seen meat coming to the headquarters. Let's make some horse meat and meat, but it's not too much."
"Not too much, not too much, boss, you have already spoken." The brigade commander said with a smile.
"By the way, thank Zhou Weihan for me. He has contributed a lot this time. The headquarters has written it down for him and asked him to keep up the good work."
The brigade commander hung up the phone and said, "Well, the things haven't been warmed up yet. Alas, the official level will crush someone to death."
"I said, Zhou Weihan, don't you know how to keep a low profile?" the brigade commander scolded.
"Brigadier, there is no way to keep a low profile with so much supplies. Besides, don't we want to deliver them to you as soon as possible?" Zhou Weihan said aggrievedly.
The conversation was divided into two parts. Here, Ding Abacus was handing over supplies to Lao Song from the Military Supplies Department of the brigade headquarters.
"Company Commander Ding, your New Second Regiment has made a fortune this time and got so many good things."
"What's your name, Company Commander Ding? Old Song, I hear your accent is from Shanxi," Ding Dabapan said without any hesitation.
"I'm from near Licheng, Shanxi, how about you?" Lao Song asked.
"I am also from near Licheng, and we are fellow villagers," Ding Dababa said as he hit the snake with a stick.
"Old Song, it's almost noon right now. Let's leave this place to them. Let's find a place to chat." Ding Abacus said, asking the mistress to take things.
Old Song was pulled into the room involuntarily by Ding Abacus, and the mistress put two bottles of Fenjiu and a box of canned Japanese beef on the table.
"Abacus, what do you mean?"
"Old Song, it's not interesting. This is not the first time we've met, and there's nothing good to offer. I'll give you something to eat and drink."
"Others don't know, I don't know, don't you think we usually take care of supplies, but we can't save food or drink," Ding Dababa persuaded.
As he spoke, Ding Dabaan opened the bottle of Fenjiu, and the aroma suddenly overflowed.
Lao Song sniffed: "Authentic Shanxi Fenjiu! I usually drink sweet potato roast, and I almost forgot what Fenjiu tastes like!"
Ding Abacus took out the can again and said: "I seized it from the Japs, take it and try it."
"I'm talking about Ding Abacus, what are you talking about?" Lao Song held the can in his hand and looked at him sideways and said, "It's both Fenjiu and canned beef, but I'm also a principled person.
, I won’t do anything that makes a mistake.”
Ding Abacus cried out his grievances: "Why don't you recognize good people's hearts? We just won a battle and brought the captured things to the base to express condolences to everyone."
"Quickly pull him down!" Lao Song didn't believe it at all. "Your new Second Regiment has strong soldiers and is extremely rich. If there is anything in my military supply department that worries you, tell me quickly!"
Ding Abacus put on a wicked smile: "After a few battles, I picked up a lot of bullet casings. Didn't I want to come to you to exchange some bullets?"
"I didn't expect you to be really good at business. It happens that the arsenal is reloading bullets and requires a lot of bullet casings. I guess your new second regiment is not short of this, so I smiled and accepted it," Lao Song said.
Upon hearing this, Ding Dabaan suddenly became anxious: "Old Song, why are you trying to trick your own family? I'm here to exchange bullets with you, not..."
"You, the New Second Group, are very wealthy, do you need this little thing?"
"What's wrong with being rich? You also captured them from the enemy. No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat." Ding Abacus shouted in a high-pitched voice.
"Okay, I'll replace it with bullets made in the border area later."
"The ones made in the border area are not good. They are probably wrong. They are two miles away. Let me replace them with the ones captured by the little devil." Ding Abacus said with a smile.
Lao Song took a sip of wine, smacked his teeth and said, "You are quite picky, okay, let's put it in the Military Supplies Department warehouse first."
Ding Abacus hurriedly asked his mistress to lead someone to unload the bullet casings from the truck. However, after waiting for a long time, Lao Songguang smashed it and his mouth did not move. He couldn't help but ask: "Where is my bullet?"
"Just wait! I'll give it to you when I pay it!" Lao Song didn't even look at him.
Ding Dabao suddenly became anxious: "That's what I'm asking for! You're cheating me!"
Lao Song said calmly: "Who fooled you? There are none now! You don't like the bullets made in our border area. How many troops want to grab them but can't! I also know that they are not accurate, but what can I do?
Ah! Aren’t we unable to make steel ourselves? Every time the main force finishes a battle, the first thing they do is to pick up bullet casings from the ground, pick them up and reload them! Do you know how valuable bullet casings are now?”
Ding Abacus rolled his eyes: "Didn't I come with bullet casings? There are more than 20,000 bullets of various calibers."
"Okay! Fifteen cartridge cases will be exchanged for one original bullet."
Ding Abacus took a breath: "You are more of a landlord than a landlord! Five shells and one bullet!"
"Bah! Twelve!" "Eight!"
"Ten!" Lao Song stretched out his fingers and made a sign of ten, "If you don't change, you will win!"
Ding Abacus pressed his hand and said: "It's a deal!"
"Hehe, this business is a good one. I will come back to you, Old Song, in the future."
***The author has something to say***
A major event will happen in the next chapter, with an impact comparable to the Battle of Pinangler. Can anyone guess it?