Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 421 Boss: Zhou Weihan, You Are Really a Rich Man
the next day.

Zhou Weihan woke up early, ate breakfast, cleaned up briefly, and said goodbye to Xing Zhiguo.

There will be no wars around the Changzhi area in a short period of time. The national army is also working hard to consolidate its foundation and has no time to worry about others. In addition, with Xing Zhiguo in command, Zhou Weihan can also go to the headquarters with peace of mind.

The Eighth Route Army headquarters returned to Zhuanbi Village, Panlong Town, in the hinterland of the Taihang Mountains after the Japanese army withdrew. Two days later, the 129th Division also joined the headquarters.

Zhou Weihan's visit to the headquarters this time was a "post-war summary meeting" specially called by the Eighth Route Army headquarters for cadres from the Taiyue and Tainan military regions.

Originally, Zhou Uygur and Han accompanied a group of transportation teams, and half of the materials and supplies seized from the Changzhi Japanese [-]st Division's combat readiness warehouse and on the battlefield had to be handed over to the headquarters.

However, Zhou Weihan rushed to the meeting, so he had to go one step ahead under the escort of a cavalry platoon.

At noon that day, Zhou Weihan and his party arrived at the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

The meeting time was three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Weihan was not in a hurry, and found the cooking class with ease.

"Yo, Xiao Zhou, haven't you eaten yet?" Wu Tou, the head of the cooking class, asked familiarly.

"No, I ran to you as soon as I arrived!" Zhou Weihan replied with a smile.

"Then you are right, the chief of staff has already told me that you have prepared your meals in advance!" Old Wu turned his head and shouted at the soldiers in the cooking squad: "Hurry up, take out the meals in the pot !"

"Have Brigadier Chen from the Taiyue Military Region arrived?"

"Come on, Chen Geng always comes in time for dinner!" Old Wutou complained.

Lunch is steamed buns with miscellaneous noodles, plus pickled cucumbers and pickled peppers.

A group of dozens of people ate their stomachs in the morning and drove all morning, so they would be hungry by now.

Zhou Weihan broke open the steamed bun, stuffed it with a pickled cucumber, and started to gobble up the cold well water.

Old Wutou worked as a cook before he joined the Red Army, not to mention other dishes, the pickles are really good.

Pickled cabbage and radish in winter, pickled cucumber and pepper in summer.

Take this pickled pepper as an example. When I was in Yanzhou, the teachers and comrades said it was good after eating it.

"Hey, slow down, slow down, there are more!"

Old Wu lit a cigarette pot and smoked it, watching a group of young men in their twenties eating vigorously, with a smile on his face all the time.

"Old squad leader, the harvest in the base area is not bad today!" Zhou Weihan asked.

"Well, chemical fertilizers are used in the field. Don't mention it, the effect is better than the fertilizer made by ourselves. The field planted by our cooking team has harvested 50 catties of wheat per mu this year. I heard that Is this stuff made by you?"

"Hey, it doesn't count. At most, I just made an idea, and other comrades made it!"

"When you were in the cooking class, I knew you were capable. You college students have a lot of things in their heads!" Old Wu said, his eyes narrowed.

Zhou Weihan smiled, and couldn't help but miss the comfortable days in the cooking class. This time was the most comfortable life he had ever lived since he joined the army.

"Old squad leader, come with me to Tainan. When you arrive at my place, I will take care of you!" Zhou Weihan asked tentatively.

"That won't work. I'm leaving. Boss and the others have nothing to eat. I have to watch them eat on time!" Old Wutou shook his head immediately after hearing this.

Seeing this, Zhou Weihan didn't say much, and motioned to the monk at the side to take out the things in the bag.

Old Wutou looked at the two bottles of Fenjiu and a pack of cigarettes on the table, and immediately became anxious: "What are you doing? Our Eighth Route Army has discipline."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Weihan: "Old squad leader, don't worry, our Eighth Route Army has discipline, but the Eighth Route Army is also a human being, not a stone, but also has human affection and family affection!"

"I specially brought it for the comrades in the cooking class to taste, don't be reluctant, and let others beat the autumn wind in the end!"

Zhou Weihan stuffed the remaining steamed buns into his mouth in twos and twos, got up and walked to the office of the boss and others.

The monk and Tian Defu on the side got up quickly and were about to leave. Old Wutou stopped them: "I just ate two steamed buns and I can't resist hunger. When you are so old, I caught up with white flour steamed buns and opened my mouth." If you eat it on your belly, you can eat seven in one meal!"

"One person is taking two away!"

"Thank you, old squad leader!" The two monks grabbed two steamed buns and ran out of the yard of the cooking squad.

Zhou Weihan was very familiar with the face at the headquarters. When he left the yard of the cooking team, many people greeted Zhou Weihan along the way.

"Old Zhou, when will you go back to the headquarters and make trouble as the squad leader of the cooking squad? Comrades miss you very much!"

"Nonsense, do you think I still have less oil in my stomach!"

The meeting room of the headquarters.

There were quite a few people sitting inside, Zhou Weihan looked around, and besides some comrades from the headquarters, there were also the brigade commander and Chief of Staff Zhou of the Taiyue Military Region.

To Zhou Weihan's surprise, his old superior, Commander Bo of the Desperate First Column, and Liu Tianming, head of the 22nd Regiment, were also present.

Seeing Zhou Weihan enter the room, the deputy chief of staff couldn't help but joked: "You are familiar with the road when you come to the headquarters, so go to the cooking team to report first!"

"I've been dangling on horseback all morning, and the breakfast I ate was already upside down!" Zhou Weihan responded with a smile.

"Haha, there is also a comrade who is here to catch the meal!" Political commissar D on the side patted the brigade commander on the shoulder and said.

All the people present burst into laughter.

"Zhou Weihan, you must have made a fortune by beating Changzhi this time!" Mr. L asked.

"It's not too bad, not too much!" Zhou Weihan took out a handed-in material list from his pocket, and handed it to the boss and others.

The boss took the list of supplies and looked at it carefully. There seemed to be nothing unusual on his face, but his face slowly turned red. After holding back for a long time, he said: "Hey, good guy, we all guessed that you made a fortune in Changzhi, but we didn't expect You really are a rich man!"

"Thirty-six Type [-] heavy machine guns, fifty Type [-] light machine guns, [-] million rounds of bullets of various types, and [-] rounds of shells."

Before the boss finished speaking, everyone present looked at Zhou Weihan eagerly.

"Hey, you are really rich and powerful!" The brigade commander looked enviously, wishing he could eat Zhou Weihan in one bite.

"Changzhi is the base of the [-]st Division of the Japanese Army. There is a separate war warehouse in the city. There are countless supplies in it. I will turn around the house!" Zhou Weihan said pretendingly, as if he had actually been there. Same.

The materials seized by the Tainan Military Region this time, such as those seized by the 28th Regiment and the New First Regiment, have not yet been counted. The materials handed over to the headquarters are only about half of the materials seized by the independent detachment.

As a relatively independent secondary military region, the Tainan Military Region has considerable autonomy in terms of seized materials.

Under the premise of ensuring the good development of its own troops, these military regions near the headquarters will hand over supplies from time to time, and if they encounter major seizures, they will hand over some supplies directly.

This time, the Tainan Military Region seized more than a dozen mountain cannons, and now they are incorporated into the artillery battalion. Zhou Weihan had already made up his mind to pay attention.That's why so many materials were used to block the mouths of the boss and others.

"What about the transport team, how many troops are there to escort it!" the boss asked with concern.

"A group is in charge of transportation, and it's still on the road. I guess it won't arrive until evening!"

(End of this chapter)