Gao Hongming slowly put away the calligraphy, handed it to Dabao on the side and solemnly said: "Go find the best Biaohu master to decorate this calligraphy and hang it in my study."
After Dabao carefully put the words away, Gao Hongming solemnly said to Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo: "This is the most precious gift I have ever received. On behalf of our Liantai Militia and my family, I would like to thank the deputy commander-in-chief.
Thank you and all the heads of the headquarters for your love.
Now that your army's anti-mopping campaign is in full swing, it is really an honor for you to take your busy schedule to come see me, the leader of a small militia."
Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo laughed, "Captain Gao is too modest. It's just a word. It's nothing compared to your help to our Eighth Route Army."
"No...this is not just a calligraphy and painting, but also an affirmation of me." Gao Hongming still solemnly thanked him. Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo may not understand, but he knew very well in his heart how precious this calligraphy was.
He knew that there were seven or eight names that signed this calligraphy and painting that he knew well. All of these people would be high-ranking and famous people in the future. This was not only a calligraphy and painting, but also a talisman.
After the excitement, he gradually calmed down. A figure like the Zuo Deputy Chief of Staff would definitely not come here just to send this letter. As the saying goes, people must ask for something when they are polite. He must have other things to do, otherwise
He would not think that the leader of a local militia group could condescend the dignified deputy chief of staff of the Eighth Route Army to make a special trip.
He said very directly: "Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, we are all soldiers. You made a special trip this time, and I'm afraid you won't just bring this painting. If you need me to do anything, just ask, as long as I can do it."
Those who arrive must do their best.”
Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo laughed at first, "Captain Gao is really quick to talk. It seems that Li Yunlong is right."
After finishing speaking, he pondered for a moment and then said: "Commander Gao, it's like this. Since our Eighth Route Army launched the Hundred Regiment War, although it has only been more than ten days, the casualties of the troops have already reached thousands.
Our Eighth Route Army is really poor. It’s just a lack of guns and ammunition. At worst, we can fight with the Japanese with bayonets or snatch them from their hands, but we can always overcome it. But those injured soldiers can only watch them because of the lack of medicine.
We really can't bear to make such a sacrifice.
I heard that your family is in the pharmaceutical business, and the head of the headquarters wants me to ask you if you can sell us a batch of medicines, especially drugs like sulfonamide powder and penicillin."
"You want to buy medicines?" Gao Hongming was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but cursed himself for being stupid, how could he forget such an important thing.
Seeing that Gao Hongming remained silent, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo thought that Gao Hongming was in a bit of a dilemma, so he quickly said: "Commander Gao, I also know that Commander Yan of the World War II Zone has explicitly banned the assistance of our Eighth Route Army with one shot or a bullet. Our request
It will definitely make things difficult for you.
This time I also brought five hundred taels of gold, do you think you can sell some to us, we really need these medicines urgently?"
Gao Hongming felt sour in his heart when he saw the eager and sincere eyes of Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo. Even under such difficult conditions, our older generation of revolutionaries still shed blood and sacrificed their lives for the liberation of the country and nation. What do they have to do with themselves?
Very worried.
He laughed: "Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, you are too polite. Since you and the head of the headquarters have spoken, can I still refuse to agree? Okay, I will accept the gold, and I will give you five hundred more penicillins."
boxes (20 pieces per box), three thousand boxes of sulfa powder, three thousand boxes of hemostatic powder, hemostatic gauze, and five hundred boxes of disinfectant alcohol, what do you think?"
"What... are you telling the truth?" Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo couldn't believe his eyes.
Although five hundred taels of gold sounds like a lot at first, it is not an exaggeration to describe a life-saving medicine like penicillin as worth a thousand gold.
In many TV dramas of later generations, underground parties would frequently transport a large amount of penicillin to the liberated areas. This was because the directors who made these dramas had little education. At that time, let alone penicillin, it was necessary to get some sulfonamides.
Got it.
You know, even in 1943, the total global production of penicillin was only 205 billion units.
What is the concept? The world's annual output can only treat 65,000 critically ill patients, not to mention it is only 1940.
Penicillin will not be mass-produced until 1944. Now it can only be produced in small batches in laboratories. The price of a penicillin in the international market starts at at least 200 US dollars, and it basically does not flow into the Chinese market.
So although five hundred taels of gold sounds like a lot, if you really want to buy penicillin, it would be good to buy ten or eight boxes. Now Gao Hongming actually gave them five hundred boxes at once, as well as a large amount of sulfa powder and hemostatic powder.
, hemostatic gauze and even disinfectant alcohol and other medicines, this is not selling anything, it is almost equivalent to giving it away for free.
After seeing Gao Hongming's affirmative look, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo held Gao Hongming's hand and said solemnly: "Thank you... I thank you on behalf of those injured Eighth Route Army soldiers."
Gao Hongming shook his head and said seriously: "Don't say that, you are the ones who are truly worthy of admiration because you shed your blood for the liberation of the Chinese nation!"
When Gao Hongming said this, his tone was unusually serious, and at the same time, he spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Since his family knew his own affairs, Gao Hongming asked himself that if he and these revolutionary predecessors were in a different place, he would definitely not be able to chew grass roots and eat tree bark while fighting the Japanese. Nor would he be able to risk everything like these revolutionary predecessors.
courage.
To be honest, when he first came to this time and space, if he didn't have the golden finger of the weapons redemption store, he would most likely have closed the door and lived his own life, waiting honestly for the day when Japan surrendered.
They would not risk their lives against the Japanese with the help of the militia's pitiful dozens of broken guns.
Now, since he can help these admirable revolutionary martyrs within his ability, why doesn't he do it?
Looking at the excited Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, he smiled and said: "Deputy Chief Zuo, your only concern now is how to bring so many medicines back. You must know that these medicines combined can fill a truck.
of."
"yes……"
The left deputy chief of staff then remembered that his group only had a dozen horses, and even if they were exhausted, they would not be able to carry so many medicines.
Seeing the troubled look of Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, Gao Hongming couldn't help laughing: "Okay, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, I won't joke with you. It just so happens that our regiment will be finishing its rest in two days.
Following the orders of Commander Yan of the World War II Zone, I have gone to support your army in the war against Japan. When the time comes, we will go together, so how about we take them with us."
Looking at Gao Hongming's sly smile, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. He pointed at him and was speechless for a long time. This guy seemed a little naughty.
As his status grew higher and higher, he couldn't remember how long it had been since any regiment leader dared to joke with him like this.
But looking at this young leader of the local vigilante group, for some reason, he seemed to be joking with him like his own nephew, and a feeling of intimacy arose spontaneously.
He couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You brat, you dare to make such a joke, you almost scared me."
Gao Hongming laughed heartily and said, "Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, our entire regiment will leave for the theater in two days anyway to await the deputy commander-in-chief and your dispatch. Why don't you just come with us, it will be safer."
"Okay." Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo nodded in agreement, "But I have to send someone to notify the headquarters to avoid worrying the deputy commander-in-chief."
"This is easy to handle." Gao Hongming waved his hand, "I will send you a radio station later, and you can contact the headquarters yourself."
"What, give me a radio?"
Zuo Deputy Chief of Staff was also shocked. Are all the rich people these days so arrogant? They just want to send me a message, but they want to give me a radio station?
But he came back to his senses immediately. This boy saw that the Eighth Route Army lacked radio stations, and was trying to send something to himself in some strange way.
Thinking of this, his impression of Gao Hongming became even better.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of gunfire outside, mixed with some explosions.
Soldiers are always the most sensitive to the sound of gunfire. Upon hearing the sound of gunfire, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo couldn't help but look at Gao Hongming.
Gao Hongming smiled slightly: "Deputy Chief of Staff Left, our recruits are undergoing live-fire training not far away. Would you like to go over and give us some advice?"
"Oh...really? Then I would like to broaden my horizons."
The deputy chief of staff Zuo immediately became interested upon hearing this. The reputation of Gao Hongming's militia has been increasing during this period, and he was also very curious about this unit.
The group arrived at a training ground not far away and saw hundreds of soldiers conducting shooting training on hundreds of acres of open space on this battlefield.
All these soldiers were lying on the ground, and they kept pulling the triggers at the target a hundred meters away in front of them. There was a loud sound of gunfire, and bullets kept spraying out from the muzzle. What's more, there were even gunshots fired not far away. Dozens of machine guns were placed, and each machine gun had a machine gunner holding the machine gun and firing forward. The dense bullets sent the soil flying on the opposite slope.
Seeing this, even the well-informed deputy chief of staff Zuo couldn't help but be stunned. In all his years as a soldier, this was the first time he had seen such a luxurious live-fire training.
You know, the Eighth Route Army in this era had an average of only five rounds of ammunition per soldier. After the battle, they had to fight with the Japanese for bayonets.
The Guo army should be better, but at best they only have about twenty or thirty rounds. But compared with the militia, these are simply a sky and a place. Looking at this posture, the amount of ammunition a soldier consumes every day just for training is A few hundred hairs, right?
The left deputy chief of staff was like this, and the guards behind him were even more stunned.
Only then did a guard shout out, "My dear, these idiots are so good at spending money. How many bullets will this waste?"
After a long time, the left deputy chief of staff came to his senses and shook his head helplessly: "Commander Gao, what do you think of your way of training troops? This is too... too luxurious."
"no way."
Gao Hongming also smiled bitterly and said: "You don't know something, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo. These are all recruits who have been in the army for half a month. According to the normal training process, they have to stay in the recruit company for at least three months before they are assigned to the army. But after that The troops will set off in a few days, and I really don't have time to train them slowly."
"Yeah... time waits for no one."
The deputy chief of staff also sighed. Now is the most difficult time in the Chinese battlefield, and the Japanese army is also extremely arrogant. During the raids, the Japanese army often dares to rush straight into the hinterland of the base area when they are dissatisfied with a brigade of only more than 500 people. , because they were sure that the Eighth Route Army would not be able to eat them all at once.
The reason why the deputy commander-in-chief launched the Hundred Regiment War was not only to pre-empt the upcoming raids, but also to deter the arrogance of the Japanese army.
According to previously obtained intelligence, Gao Hongming's militia had a fierce battle with the Japanese 41st Division a few days ago, with thousands of casualties alone. Now they will set out again to assist in two days. During the Eighth Route Army battle, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo felt really sorry.
He hesitated and said: "Captain Gao, I know that your department just fought a battle with the Japanese army and suffered heavy losses. Otherwise, you don't have to go this time. Just send a small symbolic force there. We will I will explain it to the World War II District Chief’s Department.”
"This is not okay."
Gao Hongming shook his head: "If you don't have faith, you won't stand. Since I have promised to send troops to assist your army in fighting, there is no reason why I can't keep my word.
Besides, this is a national war. If someone like me cowers because of fear of loss, then he is not worthy of wearing this military uniform. I will order it this time!"
Seeing his determined expression, Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo had a better impression of Gao Hongming.
The two chatted while walking. As they chatted, Gao Hongming felt that the level of the Zuo Deputy Chief of Staff was really incredible. Regarding the recruitment, training and management of the troops, and combat plans, he spoke out of his mouth, and
It's all about the idea, and it's not much better than the second-hand swordsman like myself.
Looking at the Zuo Deputy Chief of Staff who was chatting calmly, Gao Hongming sighed inwardly. If only he could recruit a Chief of Staff whose level was not too high, he would be thankful if he could be half as good as this one.
But what Gao Hongming didn't know was that while he was lamenting the professionalism of being the deputy chief of staff, the other party was also secretly surprised.
In the view of Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo, although Gao Hongming's operational theoretical level may sound rough at first glance, it is quite unconstrained and eclectic.
Especially his views on the international situation were so accurate and sharp that even he was amazed.
"Captain Gao, just now you said that Japan will have a conflict with Western countries led by the United States before 42 years at the latest. Is there any basis for this?"
"Of course there is evidence. Look, Japan is rampaging on the Chinese battlefield and looks unstoppable, but after three years of all-out war with us, Japan's national power has begun to be rapidly depleted..."