"What's going on? Why are you so strict all of a sudden?"
"I do not know?"
Boy Scout Yang Huimin was discussing the purchase of arms with Wei Zhengcai, captain of the Eighty-Eighth Division Military Police, but he didn't want to suddenly see the patrol police outside the window clearing pedestrians on the street.
At this time, a team leader under Wei Zhengcai opened the door and ran over in a panic holding a newspaper: "Sir, something serious has happened."
Wei Zhengcai took the newspaper and read: "The Japanese are making wild claims that they will seize the Sihang Warehouse within three hours tomorrow. The consuls of various countries expressed shock. In order to ensure the safety of the concession, no one is allowed to approach the banks of the Suzhou River."
"Captain Wei, what should we do? Do you still want to buy arms?"
Yang Huimin said angrily. After all, they wanted to buy artillery shells and send them to the north bank. But now, the British are not allowed to get close to the Suzhou River. How can they send them?
Wei Zhengcai was still calm and said to Yang Huimin: "The top priority is that we still buy artillery shells. The little devil said that we can capture the Sihang Warehouse in three hours, so we have to ask our independent group if they agree."
Having said this, Wei Zhengcai directly dialed the number of Sihang Warehouse.
The person who answered the phone was Xie Jinyuan: "Hello, I'm Xie Jinyuan."
"Brother Xie, I am Wei Zhengcai. Where is Brother Duanwu? I have some bad news to tell you now."
"Hold on!"
Xie Jinyuan said wait a moment, and Duanwu answered the call: "I'm Duanwu, please tell me if you have anything to say!"
Wei Zhengcai said quickly: "Brother Duanwu, we have just received information. The little devil boasted about Haikou and said that he would capture the Sihang Warehouse within three hours tomorrow."
"Don't worry, even if I give him thirty days, he won't be able to take over the Sihang Warehouse. Just concentrate on your business. Besides, I have something to do with you."
Duanwu replied, Wei Zhengcai was overjoyed at this time, because as long as his brother Duanwu had such confidence, it would be fine.
So at this time, he would agree to not just one thing, but even a hundred things. After all, this was a matter related to his career.
Wei Zhengcai said with some excitement: "Brother Duanwu, please tell me, let alone one thing, even if it is a hundred things, I, Wei Zhengcai, will do it for you with my head above the ground."
"This matter is very simple."
When Duanwu said this, he picked up a list of the dead and read: "Su Beiwen, from southern Fujian, age 25, 1st Battalion, 88th Division Independent Regiment, first class soldier.
Zhou Fangbai, a native of Hebei, 23 years old, is a private in the 1st Battalion of the 88th Division Independent Regiment.
Ding Yi, a Shanxi native, 32 years old, independent battalion of the 88th Division Independent Regiment, corporal squad leader...
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Zhang Hongyu, from Hubei, 20 years old, 88th Division, Recruit Battalion, Private,...
Zhang Fa, from Shandong, 36 years old, 2nd Battalion of the 88th Division, sergeant platoon leader...
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I want to see the above list of the dead in the newspaper tomorrow, and I want pensions for my family members, can I get it?"
"this,......"
Wei Zhengcai was in a bit of a dilemma. First, the newspapers in the concession were controlled by the British, and he could not publish whatever he wanted. Second, Wei Zhengcai really had no money. He had to discuss the money to buy artillery shells with Yang Huimin.
Otherwise, what does Yang Huimin, a boy scout, mean to him, Wei Zhengcai?
Therefore, Wei Zhengcai could only say in a consultative tone: "Brother Duanwu, I can only report this list to the teacher, but as for publishing it in newspapers and issuing pensions, it is beyond my ability."
"Then find a capable person to tell me. Three hundred soldiers died at the hands of the enemy. I can't even collect the little pension after their death. How do you want me to face the dead and the living?
people.
Tomorrow I want to see the report of their heroic killing of the enemy in the newspaper. I want everyone to know that they died to defend this country!
This is not a plea, this is a command!"
After saying that, Duanwu immediately dropped the phone.
"This this?"
Wei Zhengcai was embarrassed there.
"Captain Wei, I think what Chief Duanwu said is right. They are isolated and helpless, and they have been able to fight the Japanese until now only by relying on their strength. If this final honor is gone, then how can they survive?
What are you fighting for?"
Yang Huimin asked Wei Zhengcai at this time.
Wei Zhengcai thought for a while, sighed, and said to Yang Huimin: "It's not that I, the captain of the gendarmerie, am unkind. I have to come to you to discuss the money to buy artillery shells from the Germans. Where can I get the money?"
How can we print newspapers and distribute pensions to soldiers who died in battle?"
"What about the Eighty-Eighth Division? Can you report this matter to Commander Sun?"
"It's useless. All the troops are retreating now. We are too busy fighting the war, so who has time to deal with this kind of thing? Even if I reported it, if I wasn't taken down, the division commander would just let me think of a solution on my own.
But what can I do? I’m not a bank, can I print money?”
Wei Zhengcai asked Yang Huimin, but Yang Huimin was looking at the emerald ring on Wei Zhengcai's hand.
Yang Huimin said deliberately: "Captain Wei, your ring is good, isn't it?"
Wei Zhengcai looked embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, he took off his ring and said, "Things outside of one's body should support the war of resistance."
After saying that, Wei Zhengcai spread his hands towards Yang Huimin, meaning that he was now impoverished.
"Report to the captain, we have found the German. He is now in the 'Crimson Bar'. The brothers contacted him and found out that he really has the 37 anti-aircraft artillery shells. Should we buy them?"
At this moment, another one of Wei Zhengcai's men hurried back to report.
Wei Zhengcai smiled helplessly and said, "Then we have to ask our grandma, the God of Wealth?"
Wei Zhengcai refers to Yang Huimin.
Yang Huimin said without hesitation: "Then let's go meet Mr. Deps."
"Walk!"
Wei Zhengcai made an invitation gesture, Yang Huimin walked in front, Wei Zhengcai followed, and then a group of five people went straight to the Crimson Bar.
The Crimson Bar is also a bar opened by a German businessman. So many Germans like to drink here.
Depps is also a regular visitor here. He is in his thirties and drinking with an Asian girl who is less than twenty years old and has black hair and a delicate appearance.
The Asian girl was very talkative. Deps kept laughing and would quietly touch her thigh from time to time.
The girl wanted to refuse but then welcomed her, but the two of them acted as if no one else was there in front of everyone.
However, at this moment, Wei Zhengcai and Yang Huimin arrived.
Deps stopped what he was doing and said to the Asian girl on the side: "Baby, do you see? My big business is coming. Look how I make money from the Chinese, and they still have to tell me