Eight hundred and twentieth chapters selling knives
After collecting things, you have to do things for others. This is the rule of people like Director Zhang.
In this case, you can feel at ease when you take other people's things, and you don't have to feel like you owe others any favors afterwards.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he explained to Wang Ping in a low voice: "Captain Wang, to tell you the truth, not giving you medicine is not only an order from the theater headquarters, but also the intention from Chongqing."
"Their idea is very simple, that is to give you weapons and ammunition and consume you on the battlefield!"
"Without medicine, your wounded will not receive treatment. You must know that for an army, the wounded who have recovered are all veterans. As long as there are no veterans, the army will only fight less and less on the battlefield!"
Seeing Wang Ping's face getting more and more ugly, Director Zhang also showed a helpless expression on his face.
Although the Eighth Route Army is also a Chinese army, and it is also impatient to fight the Japanese, but an order is an order, and he must execute it.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the medicines he had accumulated through deductions, and his eyes lit up and he said: "However, for the sake of this command knife, I can give you a box of medicines in my hand! This box
The medicines are worth 2,000 oceans, and I planned to send them to the black market to make money. Now I will give them all to you, which is like buying this command knife from you!"
Wang Ping's face looked much better, his eyes lit up and he asked: "Director Zhang, do you still have medicines in your hand? I can pay for them, and I guarantee they will be higher than the market price, so you won't suffer a loss!"
Director Zhang shook his head and replied: "These are troubled times, and medicines are more precious than gold. Everyone takes them very seriously. It took me a year to get this box of medicines, and more than one box of other medicines."
No!"
After thinking for a while, he suggested: "Of course, Commander Wang, if you really want to buy medicine, you can buy it from the division commanders on the front line!"
"There is a war going on on the front line, and each regiment has a lot of medicines in stock. We are fighting a defensive war, so we will definitely not need so many medicines. By then, a lot of medicines will definitely flow from their hands to the black market. As long as you have
If you bid appropriately, someone will definitely sell it to you!”
Wang Ping's eyes quickly shot out two rays: "Thank you, Director Zhang, for reminding me. However, I am not familiar with the place in the war zone. It will definitely be difficult to contact them and buy medicines from them. I will be
They may be regarded as spies. So, I hope you can help, Director Zhang."
"Of course, our Eighth Route Army will not let you, Director Zhang, help you in vain. As long as you help us buy a box of medicines, we will give you a hundred yuan as reward, and we guarantee that there will be no less than one yuan~"
"Okay!" Director Zhang agreed without hesitation.
Although he plans to stay in the war zone for a few more days, no one can guarantee that something unexpected will happen in the meantime.
Therefore, Wang Ping packed up the equipment prepared in the war zone and took it away.
After returning to the station, Wang Ping was very happy.
Although he doesn't know how many medicines he will eventually be able to buy from here, one thing Wang Ping is sure of is that the command knife he brought from the base area will definitely become a hot commodity in the war zone.
The high-ranking director of the Logistics Department was so eager to get a command knife, and even offered a captain's command knife for a high price of 2,000 yuan. It can be seen that the command knife is really a rare good thing in the World War II zone.
Otherwise, as Director Zhang, as long as he speaks, the division commanders below will definitely rush to give it to him.
Thinking of this, Wang Ping ignored his fatigue and made a decision directly: "Guard, bring a few little Japanese Lieutenant Command knives and wrap them up. We will sell knives tonight!"
The largest restaurant in the county where Wang Ping is located became lively as soon as it got dark.
Many officers from the front line treat their superiors and colleagues at the headquarters to dinner here.
Wang Ping and his guards found a random table and sat down, ostensibly eating, but actually listening to the conversations of the officers around him.
Soon, the conversation of three Shanxi-Sui Army officers at a nearby table caught Wang Ping's attention.
A lieutenant colonel, a colonel, and a major general.
Except for the major general whose face was calm, the colonel and lieutenant colonel all frowned and drank one glass after another of strong drinks.
"Brother Wang, do I really have no chance of promotion this time? I have already spent tens of thousands of dollars. If I still stay in the position of regimental deputy, it would be a big loss!" said the lieutenant colonel officer.
He asked again with an unwilling expression.
The colonel followed closely and asked: "And me! I was also sent out to the ocean. Now all the troops are expanding, and many regiment commanders have taken the opportunity to become brigade commanders and division commanders. I am the only regiment commander.
I am not willing to accept your position!"
"Military merit... The only thing you two lack is battle merit. Even if you only wipe out a small group of Japanese on the battlefield, I can speak to you. However, your performance on the battlefield was so disappointing. You actually gave up the army.
Take the guards and escape privately!" the major general replied helplessly.
"If it weren't for your subordinates holding on to their positions with all their might, you two would have your heads on the ground right now, and at the very least you would have been sent to a military court!"
"Is there no other way?" the two of them asked with unwilling expressions.
"Yes!" the major general affirmed.
"Unless you can prove to your superiors that you did not escape for your lives that night, but went to fight the Japanese, and there must be evidence to prove that you were indeed fighting the Japanese, and you also eliminated many Japanese. I believe that your superiors will definitely consider bringing you together.
Expand into a brigade!”
The two people's brows suddenly wrinkled into a big "Sichuan" sign.
If the little devil is so easy to fight, the two of them will not leave their posts without permission when the little devil attacks.
Wang Ping seized the opportunity and went directly to an empty seat next to the three people.
Before they could react from their confusion, Wang Ping went straight to the point and explained: "Brothers, I have heard your conversation just now. I have a way to help you!"
"You..." The three people's eyes lit up at first, but within a few seconds they showed expressions of disappointment and disbelief.
Because Wang Ping is too unfamiliar to them. He is definitely not from the headquarters. He has no calculations and no status, so how can he help himself.
Just when the lieutenant colonel officer was angry, thinking that Wang Ping was slandering them, and was about to curse, Wang Ping directly placed several command knives handed over by the guards in front of them!
"The little devil commands the sword!" several people's eyes gleamed again and they exclaimed in alarm.
Wang Ping quickly put away the command knife, handed it to the guard, stared at the three people and asked: "I wonder if the little Japanese officer's command knife can be used as evidence to prove that you killed a squadron of Japanese!"
"Yes, but we need a Japanese to fully equip all the squadrons. We can deal with the weapons ourselves!" the major general replied with eyes shining.
Then he stared at Wang Ping and asked: "I wonder what you call me brother? How many of these command knives do you have in your hand? Can you assemble an infantry squadron?"
"Wang Ping, colonel commander of the new 1st regiment of the Eighth Route Army, to be honest, the army is too poor, so we will take out the command knives captured on the battlefield to buy them. Otherwise, we will never take them out. After all, every command knife is
It represents the military exploits of our new regiment!" Wang Ping did not hide anything and readily revealed his identity, dispelling their thoughts of being gangsters.
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