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The following evening, Zhang Tianhao piloted the plane alone and slowly brought it to a stop at Subei Airport.

Seeing the plane come to a stop, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he never expected that flying a plane would be so tiring. Come on, fly again. Boredom is driving me crazy.

Sitting on the plane, he gently opened the cockpit hatch.

Then I saw several staff members drag over the ladder and let him off the plane.

At this moment, Zuo Mingming and Chief of Staff Zhao ran over from a short distance away and came to his side.

"Master, you are finally back."

We've missed you so much!

The person in charge immediately gave him a bear hug. Just a few days ago, he had only stayed here for less than an hour before leaving.

"By the way, young master, how was the trip this time?"

"I'm too tired. The time is too tight. It's too difficult to fly over those mountains, and it's too cold."

"Not only that, even refueling on the plane sometimes gives me a headache."

"This time, I had them modify the cabin and add two more fuel tanks. After all, this plane will be my private aircraft from now on."

"Okay, young master, I'll be your expert from now on, alright?"

Upon hearing this, Chief of Staff Zhao couldn't help but laugh. Clearly, he didn't have much faith in Zhang Tianhuo, after all, he didn't know how many planes Zhang Tianhuo had flown.

"Oh right, let's go back first. We've prepared a welcome dinner for you at home. We've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Let's go to the warehouse first, finish things up, and then go have a drink."

"it is good!"

The three of them smiled and then headed straight for the headquarters warehouse, as he was quite tired this time.

"By the way, how is Qiao'er's child doing?"

"She's already given birth, it's a pity you're not here. You should go back and comfort your sister-in-law."

Chief of Staff Zhao chuckled in response, then said with a slight smile, "Young Master, I heard you've found another woman over there. Aren't you afraid your wife will get angry?"

“Those things happened there. I just lost my memory there. I only regained my memory less than a week ago, so I consider what happened before to be in the past.”

"By the way, you guys know that Korean street, right? I'm asking you about it?"

He then got into a jeep, driven directly to the headquarters. Clearly, the people who came to pick him up this time were indeed a company of guards.

"what happened?"

"Sigh, this time it wasn't an accident. There are some things you wouldn't understand even if I explained them, but this time I dealt with the Han Street incident and planted a ton of explosives. As a result, the Japanese also dug it up, and it directly killed two or three hundred Japanese soldiers. This time they can be said to have lost both their wife and their army."

"You were responsible for the bombing in Han Street? What happened?"

“You don’t understand this, really. You just think of it as an ordinary bombing. Besides, there are relatively few Chinese people in Han Street, but quite a few Japanese.”

“I know, half a street there was bombed away. When we received the news, we were shocked and thought it was done by one side.”

"Oh, it's you, young master!"

“There used to be a well there called the Dragon Locking Well. Now we’re going to drop the ‘dragon’ part and call it the Dragon Locking Well from now on. The dragon has left.”

"Young Master, you're not joking, are you? Are there really dragons?" "No, it's just something everyone imagines."

He chuckled and said, "However, the remains of more than 30,000 anti-Japanese soldiers were buried there. I moved them directly to the North Mountain of Dingyuan and erected a monument there. You know that, right?"

“I also received the news from Dingyuan. It says that you decided to do it, and that you personally erected the monument!”

"Yes, the Heroes' Monument. I'll go and pay my respects there when I have time. After all, it's not really appropriate to bury such a person in Han Street."

Zuo Mingming and Chief of Staff Zhao exchanged a glance. Although they didn't say much, they knew that there were some things they had only heard about.

But that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Zhang Tianhao must have his own purpose in doing this, and he certainly wouldn't do something pointless.

"Young Master, how long do you plan to rest this time?"

"A week? There's no time like that. There's still a shipment of supplies that hasn't been brought back yet. A flight takes two or three days. It's too tiring."

"All right!"

The two understood that obtaining supplies was not an easy task, and even if Zhang Tianhao tried to steal them, how much could he possibly get?

Zhang Tianhao is doing this for the good of Subei.

“Young Master, we’ve also investigated the identity of that girl, Song Wen. However, we don’t know the specifics, but her identity is definitely not simple and has been well hidden.”

“I know. You don’t need to investigate Song Wen. I know her. Her identity is quite special. I still haven’t fully figured out her methods.”

"As for Xiaoju, her identity is clean. If possible, we can bring her to live with us."

"No need. I'll go visit her when I have the chance. She doesn't need you to handle things there. If she encounters trouble in the future, you can lend a hand."

"Ok!"

The two knew about Zhang Tianhao's experiences there, and naturally understood that he would not give himself to any woman, but would instead focus all his efforts on developing northern Jiangsu.

"Young Master, Dr. Tao lives next door to you. What do you think about this? Perhaps we could arrange for her to move to a different place, since she works at the hospital!"

"No need, she can stay there. It's relatively safer there."

"it is good!"

The two of them immediately understood that Zhang Tianhao definitely had some kind of relationship with Dr. Tao. They were just testing him today, and they quickly realized it.

As the car slowly drove into the headquarters, the two followed Zhang Tianhao into the warehouse, which was a very large warehouse.

He gradually put the items into the warehouse: machines, machinery, steel, and medicines. There were many different kinds, and they were quite varied. Even Zhang Tianhao didn't know how many there were.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Tianhao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had obviously exerted too much mental effort and had handled far too many things.

Before long, the two of them looked at the warehouse full of supplies, and their mouths almost split open with joy.

After all, with so much stuff, we can at least make more things or save more lives.

Only Zhang Tianhao stood there listlessly, letting the two of them look around with delight.

Another half hour passed before Zhang Tianhao finally took out the list and handed it to the two of them. After all, there were too many and too important items here, especially the machine tools, which required extra care.

Every machine tool is a treasure. Even in northern Jiangsu, there were only two German machine tools, and this time two more were purchased. It's always better to have more machine tools. (End of Chapter)