This place itself has a strong commercial atmosphere. The Japanese officers stationed here are influenced by the business opportunities everywhere. As long as they use their hands, delegate power and don't make money too quickly, many of them are making a lot of money.

The drugs smuggled this time were worth as much as gold in this war-torn era. Of course, they would make a lot of money when they were sold, but the cost would naturally not be too low.

Originally, such important goods could not be placed in the hands of a small character like Yoshio Hikichi. However, the Eighth Route Army has gone crazy recently, going out everywhere to cause sabotage and attack the imperial army.

The transportation line was very unsafe. The goods were temporarily placed in his hands, but something went wrong unexpectedly and they were all lost.

The in-demand supplies obtained with these huge sums of money were completely plundered by the Eighth Route Army. Now, many officers may have quickly fallen from riches to paupers.

The large amount of money invested this time was completely lost, not even a cent was left to him. Although this was done by the Eighth Route Army, he could only be regarded as a warehouse keeper.

But the angry bosses who had lost their money would not care about this. They would tear him alive. Now Yinchi Yoshio is considering just cutting himself open.

According to tradition, even if he hates himself, they will pinch his nose and give him the respect he deserves. But to give himself a knife, only those idiots with surging blood can do it, and he really can't do it.

The magic power of money is huge. Think about it, before the Fangjiashan stronghold was attacked, they couldn't get many reinforcements. Now, as soon as the Chiyang Town stronghold was attacked, half a brigade of the imperial army immediately came for reinforcements.

It was also his fault that he misjudged the cunningness of the Eighth Route Army, fell into the trap of attacking in the east, and failed to hold out until reinforcements arrived, otherwise he would not have fallen into such a predicament.

In a desperate situation, Yoshio Hikichi was thinking about his way out, but Zhang Yunfei was much more relaxed at this time.

Although all units of the Eighth Route Army are currently conducting raiding operations, they cannot fight every day. Their new regiment has just experienced a major battle and is in hiding and on standby for rest.

They had won the battle, but out of three battalion commanders, two were ordered to write reviews.

In a small village, suddenly the next regiment's troops were stationed, and the busy figures of the Eighth Route Army soldiers appeared, making the whole village full of vitality.

After finishing the examination, Zhang Yunfei couldn't stand Qi Dajiu's harassment and lent him a copy of his examination.

He was surprised. Everything could be copied, even if it had not been inspected before. Could it be that they handed in two identical inspections? Could it be that the group leader and the political commissar couldn't tell that his inspection was copied?

How stupid does one have to be to copy someone else's inspection? But this guy also has his own absurd reasoning. Since they are doing the same thing, then the inspection should also be the same, right?

Only a guy like him can come up with such a reason. Zhang Yunfei didn't bother to pay attention to him. Besides, checking this thing is just a formality in itself. The most important thing is to let you understand that your behavior is wrong.

Besides, the regiment leader and political commissar don’t know his little bit of writing, so if they know how to copy it, they will probably be able to pass the test.

Walking outside the house, looking at the busy people coming and going, I felt that with the Eighth Road, the whole village was full of vitality.

In this desolate and war-torn country, everything is full of misery and numbness. Only the Eighth Route Army is full of vitality, and their optimism infects everyone.

Seeing the political commissar walking over like an old farmer with his hands behind his back, Zhang Yunfei immediately ran a few steps to greet him, stood upright and saluted: "Report."

"You don't have to be so polite!" Ji Jingming said nonchalantly, "Why don't you come with me for a walk? I haven't walked around the village for a long time."

Zhang Yunfei: "..."

He could sort of see that the political commissar really liked hanging out in the village. You would have a feeling that walking in the village, he should belong here.

To be honest, he didn't really have any impressions of this political commissar. After all, he didn't have much contact with him, but his soldiers' evaluations of him were mixed.

He truly cared about the soldiers, but he was born in troubled times. In this era, fierce generals are more admirable, and this political commissar obviously does not fit the bill.

He didn't have as many contacts with the political commissar for discipline, but he had a gossipy man like Tie Dan beside him who knew the life of the political commissar for discipline.

The Political Commissar for Discipline Inspection, before he joined the army, was an honest and honest farmer. His fellows came to the Red Army and established a base, so he joined the army and followed the army for more than ten years.

His current political commissar-like name was still given to him on the team. His previous name was Ji Laoshi. Of course, this was Tiedan's information, but Zhang Yunfei still didn't believe it.

This is probably a nickname given to the political commissar by everyone behind their backs. After all, the political commissar for discipline has adopted his current name since he joined the team. It is impossible to publicize his old name everywhere.

"Xiao Zhang, our team still needs organizational discipline. Don't blame the leader, he is more principled." Ji Jingming said.

"Political Commissar, I know that this time we were acting without authorization, and that is what you are criticizing."

"Look, there is still resentment." Ji Jingming said funny.

"Political Commissar, I really didn't, I meant it sincerely." Zhang Yunfei quickly explained.

It’s really hard to explain this. You won a battle, but instead of being praised, you were criticized. You said you had no complaints. No one would believe you.

"Okay, just pretend that you really don't have it." The Disciplinary Committee stopped him from continuing to defend himself, "I don't want to criticize you, I just want to give you a piece of advice, no, or as someone who has been there, I can give you some experience and advice.

Bar."

"As a commander, you must first ensure your own safety before you can better lead the soldiers to fight. You must remember that you are now a battalion commander, not a commando captain."

"Thank you, political commissar, for your concern. I will definitely pay attention to it next time." Zhang Yunfei thanked him immediately.

"You, it seems that you didn't listen to what I said. Only by surviving can you better work for the party. I hope you understand this. Okay, I have said too much and you are annoyed. You can go and do your work.

I'm walking around on my own."

"yes!"

Zhang Yunfei stood there in astonishment, looking at the political commissar for discipline and political commissar who was really strolling away with his hands behind his back.

I was a little confused by what he said. Political cadres usually encourage cadres and blindly ask them to save their lives. Uh, okay, that's just one level of meaning.

But they weren't too familiar with each other, so such kind of heart-to-heart talk was always a bit too abrupt.
Chapter completed!