You are ordered to support the War of Resistance against Japan; China enters Level 1 combat readines

Shen Wang laughed.

The Eighth Route Army was really generous; they actually gave him half of the spoils they had captured.

Ten large yellow croakers, that's ten pounds of gold!

He had personally witnessed how tough life was for the Eighth Route Army.

These ten gold bars are probably the most valuable and "hard currency" gift they can offer right now as a token of their gratitude.

"Okay! Please thank the leaders for me!"

Shen Wang accepted the wooden box without hesitation and placed it on the back seat of the truck.

Inside the car, the box of antiques and jewelry that the brigade commander had sent earlier, as well as the two boxes of border region currency that the deputy director had sent, were already placed.

This truck is Shen Wang's "ride" and "transport vehicle" for this trip.

After putting away the gold bars, Shen Wang turned to the brigade commander and Li Yunlong and others and gave them instructions:

"Brigadier, that arsenal can be built according to the blueprints. If there's anything you don't understand, you... can study it further."

"Our comrades have boundless wisdom. As long as we follow the blueprints strictly, building it will definitely not be a problem!"

The system is very thoughtful, providing detailed construction and installation drawings.

Moreover, this arsenal was just a factory complex from the 1950s, and it didn't possess any groundbreaking technology.

The brigade commander and others nodded, saying that headquarters had already sent technical experts over, so there shouldn't be any problems.

After a pause, Shen Wang remembered something else: "Right, whether it's the proximity fuses used by the air defense battalion or the 40mm and 107mm artillery shells, they must be strictly managed and absolutely cannot be stolen!"

The brigade commander's expression hardened, and he nodded emphatically: "Mr. Shen, rest assured! I understand! I've already given strict orders; all related ammunition is under the responsibility of designated personnel!"

No one knows the technology involved better than the brigade commander who has witnessed its power firsthand!

The relevant arrangements had already been made.

Shen Wang only mentioned it casually.

Even if it were leaked, it wouldn't really matter.

Given the Japanese's current industrial base and technological level, they may not be able to completely replicate it in a short period of time.

By next year at the latest, the first batch of proximity fuses and man-portable rockets such as the Bazooka and Panzerfaust will appear in this era.

"With the brigade commander's words, I feel relieved." Shen Wang smiled.

After another round of reluctant farewells, everyone said their goodbyes.

Sha Zhenjiang's eyes were red-rimmed. He tugged at Shen Wang's sleeve, wanting to say a thousand words but not knowing where to begin.

Li Yunlong patted his chest and promised to guard He County well and wait for Shen Wang to return.

Finally, amidst the reluctant gazes of the crowd, Shen Wang walked to the truck.

Then he took a deep breath, swung his arms, and started shaking it vigorously.

This old-fashioned truck doesn't have an electronic ignition; it can only be started manually.

"Huff...huff...BOOM—!!"

After a muffled wheezing sound, the engine finally started, spewing out a plume of black smoke from the exhaust pipe.

Shen Wang clapped his hands. This job really can't be done without some strength.

"Alright, everyone, see you later!"

Shen Wang jumped into the driver's seat, waved to the people seeing him off, then shifted gears and accelerated.

"Rat-a-tat-tat—"

The truck slowly drove away.

After driving some distance and confirming that no one was around, Shen Wang had a thought:

"Get out of here!"

In an instant, the surrounding light seemed to distort.

The truck, along with Shen Wang, gold, antiques, jewelry, and border region currency inside, vanished instantly.

. . .

2025.

Office of the Counselor, Department of Political Science and Law, Handong University.

Zhou Ming was staring blankly at his phone screen.

It was about my younger cousin getting into a fight with someone at a bar in Luzhou.

Zhou Ming contacted everyone he could, but when they heard that it concerned Qijia Village, they immediately rejected his request.

The last message on the screen was him asking a senior classmate with some connections in the Luzhou judicial system to inquire about the situation again.

The other party only replied, "The waters in Qijia Village are too deep, brother. Take my advice, it's better to lose money than suffer a disaster," and then fell silent.

Paying money to avoid disaster?

That's two million!

My uncle's family is just an ordinary family; even if they sold everything they owned, they couldn't fill this hole.

Zhou Ming slumped in his chair, overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness.

He once thought that as a counselor in the Department of Political Science and Law at Handong University, he could at least be considered a member of the "Handong University Clique".

When classmates or friends ask him for favors, he can usually get things done, which makes him feel quite proud.

But only now, facing the words "Qijia Village," did he truly realize how fragile and laughable his so-called "connections" were.

He wasn't even a peripheral disciple, let alone a member of the gang.

They're nothing compared to the deputy gang leader's distant relative!

Just as Zhou Ming was feeling dejected, his phone rang.

It's a message from the family group chat.

It was my uncle who was speaking.

"@Zhou Mingda Ming! He's out! Your little brother's out! He's been released! Hahaha!"

"Not only have they released him, but they just called and said it was a misunderstanding! They're not pursuing it anymore! Hahaha, it's all over! It's completely over!"

"Da Ming! It's all thanks to you! My good nephew! If it weren't for you, your uncle really wouldn't know what to do this time!"

"Who did you find? They're incredibly capable! They settled everything in less than a day! Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

"No problem! Daming, we owe you a lot this time! In a few days, your uncle will treat us to a feast to thank you properly!"

"It's at the best hotel in Jingzhou, the Shanshui Manor!"

"@Everyone, come on! No one can be missing! Our family has produced a true dragon!"

Immediately afterwards, other relatives in the group also chimed in.

Second Aunt: "Oh my! They're out? That's wonderful! Thank God! I knew our Ming Dynasty was capable!"

Third Aunt: "Exactly! Da Ming is a teacher at Han University; he knows all sorts of important people! Solving this kind of thing is just a matter of a word, isn't it?"

Aunt: "Shanshui Manor? I heard it's incredibly expensive there! A simple meal there costs several thousand!"

Uncle: "Expensive? I can afford it no matter how expensive! This time I saved two million! Two million! What's wrong with having a good meal? I have to! Hahaha!"

The group chat was instantly flooded with congratulations, praise, and all sorts of compliments to Zhou Ming.

It was as if he had performed some heroic feat of turning the tide and saving the collapsing edifice.

However, Zhou Ming on the other end of the phone was completely dumbfounded.

Out?

Are you not going to pursue this further?

The person I'm looking for?

Who...who did I look for?

He simply couldn't find anyone who could solve this problem!

Zhou Ming was completely dumbfounded!

As for Shen Wang saying yesterday that he would ask someone, Zhou Ming had long since forgotten about it, taking it as just a polite remark.

If he can't solve it, how could Shen Wangneng?

Zhou Ming felt his face burning as he looked at the endless stream of praise for him in the group chat.

He moved his fingers, wanting to clarify something in the group chat.

But he deleted it halfway through typing.

How so?

They're saying they didn't do it themselves?

He says he's incompetent and that the people he hires are useless?

Wouldn't his image of being "successful" and "well-connected" that he had maintained in front of his relatives for so long completely collapse?

After much hesitation, Zhou Ming finally sent a message in the group chat with mixed feelings:

"I'm glad you're alright! I have other things to do, you two chat..."