In a stone house, a stove converted from a gasoline barrel burned red. Even though there was no coal on the mountain and there were many trees, the room was very warm.
There is a sign hanging on the front wall with three big characters: Juyi Hall!
"Master, Political Commissar Bao is back!" Monkey trotted in.
Cao Yunfei, who was leaning drowsily on his chair, suddenly jumped up and said, "Where is the political commissar?"
"We've arrived at the Immortal Cave!"
"Has the food been delivered?"
"It's here, a big cart!"
"Great! Quick, quick, bring more people to pick up the political commissar!"
"The camel has already taken the people, don't worry!"
Cao Yunfei rubbed his hands excitedly, having solved the food problem, and a stone finally fell to the ground in his heart.
A month ago, Liu Hei was shot to death in Yanjin. With his death, the bandits in Baxiantai lost their backbone and did not know where to go from here.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cao Yunfei used his influence to recruit this armed force without much effort.
The stone house was Liu Hei's former residence and is now a guerrilla headquarters.
An hour later, there was a commotion outside the house as the guerrillas carried the grain on their backs to the mountain.
Not only food, but also a lot of vegetables, radishes, cabbage, potatoes, various dried vegetables, a sack of frozen hard silver carp, and even a big fat pig.
Looking at these mountains of food, Cao Yunfei beamed with joy and said to the monkey: "This is the most decent New Year, there are fish and meat, my mouth is watering just thinking about it!"
Bao Changyi walked over, and Cao Yunfei stretched out his hand even though he was far away and said: "Political Commissar, thank you for your hard work!"
Bao Changyi walked past Cao Yunfei with a straight face and walked straight into the team headquarters without saying a word.
"What's going on?" Cao Yunfei had a question mark on his face.
The monkey guessed and said: "The political commissar must be too tired!"
"It's possible..." Cao Yunfei didn't take it seriously and shouted to the distance: "Hey, camel, don't put the vegetables in the warehouse, move them to the cellar!"
One of the team members shouted: "Master, what are you going to do about the pig?"
Cao Yunfei laughed and scolded: "You are just a pig! What else can you do, kill it! It's New Year's Eve, let's improve the food!"
The team members burst into cheers. It had been too long since they had eaten fresh pork.
After the assignment was completed, Cao Yunfei turned around and entered the team headquarters.
In the team headquarters, Bao Changyi was sitting on a stool, with a gloomy expression on his face.
"Political commissar, what's going on? Come on, have a cup of hot water to warm yourself up." Cao Yunfei picked up the kettle, poured a bowl of water and put it on the table.
Bao Changyi was silent for a moment and said: "During my absence on the mountain, nothing happened, right?"
"No, according to your instructions, I will teach the new team members the three major disciplines and eight points of attention every now and then to transform their... thinking! Yes, thinking!"
"Every once in a while? These people must correct their attitude deep in their souls in order to become a qualified Eighth Route Army soldier!"
Cao Yunfei laughed and said: "Political Commissar, why are you talking about new words in your stomach? What's deep in your soul, it sounds so weird..."
Bao Changyi shook his head helplessly and said, "How can you reform others if you don't have a correct attitude?"
"Isn't it you? You are the political commissar and you are the best at ideological work."
"Let them do whatever they want, and sooner or later there will be big trouble!"
Listening to the tone of Bao Changyi's words, it was obvious that he meant something. Cao Yunfei said doubtfully: "Political Commissar, what happened?"
Bao Changyi sighed and said: "While resting in Baishatun, I almost had a conflict with the villagers! Fortunately, I was wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army!"
"Why?"
"Why... people said that a group of bandits came from Baxiantai a few days ago. They went door to door with guns, asking for food and drink, and even injured the security chief!"
Cao Yunfei said in surprise: "Is this happening? Why didn't I know... is he one of ours? Isn't it because the fellow villagers made a mistake?"
Bao Changyi said: "The leader is a man named Er Ge, who has a mustache, a foreign accent, and a red birthmark on his face!"
"Captain Cao, if you harass the local area, according to the relevant regulations of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, you will be dealt with seriously!"
Wang Erzhu was from Chahar. He lived in Baxiantai two years ago and joined a gang. Because he was eloquent and knew a few words, Liu Hei put him in charge of purchasing and other chores.
Military training is already under preparation. If something like this happens during a sensitive period, it is tantamount to giving someone a handle and putting your own shortcomings in the hands of others!
Cao Yunfei shouted loudly: "Here comes someone!"
A team member opened the cotton curtain and walked in, saying, "Master, what's the matter?"
"Call Wang Erzhu to me!"
"yes!"
Bao Changyi frowned and said: "Captain Cao, why do they still call you the leader? We are the Dagu detachment of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment, not bandits who occupy the mountains and become kings!"
"Brothers are all used to it... let's do this. From tomorrow on, whoever calls me boss again will be punished... he will not be allowed to have dinner!"
"You have to start with yourself, call each other comrades, and change the title brother!"
"Change! Change it! Political commissar, you supervise me. If I say something wrong again, I won't eat for a day!"
Bao Changyi said seriously: "Captain Cao, military discipline is not a child's play. It is not just a matter of words. It must be resolutely implemented!"
Cao Yunfei scratched his head and said, "What does implementation... mean?"
“It means thorough understanding and effective implementation!”
"Oh... By the way, we are not guerrillas, so why did we change our name again?"
Bao Changyi picked up the bowl, took a sip, and said: "There are more people, and the staff will be upgraded. This is an organizational decision!"
While talking, the cotton door curtain was raised, and Wang Erzhu rushed in excitedly and said, "Master, are you looking for me?"
Cao Yunfei looked gloomily at Wang Erzhu and said, "Did you go down the mountain a few days ago?"
Wang Erzhu was stunned for a moment and said: "We are about to run out of food, so I plan to go down the mountain to grab some food..."
Cao Yunfei interrupted him and said, "Go to Baishatun?"
"...gone." Wang Erzhu felt vaguely uncomfortable.
Cao Yunfei said coldly: "What did you do in Baishatun?"
Wang Erzhu hesitated and said: "I didn't do anything. I got a bag of sweet potatoes, some cabbage, radish and so on... Oh, and two chickens."
Cao Yunfei's eyes widened, and Wang Erzhu hurriedly said: "Master, I've given you money, we can't take the people's things in vain..."
Cao Yunfei's face was as cold as frost and he said: "How much did you pay?"
"More than one million..."
"Border ticket?"
"yes."
Cao Yunfei was so angry that he slammed the table and said angrily: "The border area ticket is almost like waste paper. What do you call paying for it? What's the difference between it and grabbing it in the open?"
Yanjin belongs to the Kuomintang-controlled area, and the people still regard legal tender as regular currency. Border area tickets are only circulated in central Hebei.