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Chapter 327

By the time Zhou Wen and the others settled down at the campus of Minsheng Primary School, less than two miles away from Huangdu Station, it was already midnight.

Dai Guoguang urgently mobilized more than a dozen trucks and carriages and drove them back and forth several times before unloading the various supplies and ammunition that were unloaded from the train and piled as high as a hill on the platform and transported to the school.

You must know that the materials Zhou Wen brought this time are to supply the battlefield consumption and food supplies for the more than a thousand people of the mercenary group for nearly one and a half months, and some of them are to support the medicines for the soldiers of the 19th Route Army. Naturally, the quantity must be prepared.

adequate.

This is also the reason why Zhou Wen has repeatedly stated to the Central Party Committee that he raises his own military expenses. It is because the standard weapons of the mercenary group do not match those of other domestic armies. There are seven or eight types of bullets in caliber and type, plus Schneider Mountain Cannon shells.

And PzB-31 anti-tank ammunition cannot be found in China, so we can only raise it ourselves.

These mountains of supplies and ammunition simply blinded Dai Guoguang's eyes. It was not until Zhou Wen told him two pieces of good news before leaving that his envy, jealousy, and hatred changed significantly.

"What? One hundred boxes of purple clear red medicine?"

When he heard the report call from Dai Guoguang overnight, the stern face of General Jiang Jinran, commander-in-chief of the 19th Army, couldn't help but light up with joy. You must know that since the advent of Ziqinghong Medicine, its miraculous efficacy and reputation have already spread in the world.

It has been widely spread in the country, and I heard that the Central Military Army has purchased and used it in large quantities as a standard and necessary drug.

However, it is difficult for non-direct troops like the 19th Route Army to purchase this kind of medicine. First, the retail sales of Ziqinghong medicine are still very few in the south. Second, even if some medicines are sold, the prices are surprisingly expensive. The 19th Route Army

The army also does not have sufficient funds to make large-scale purchases.

Now Zhou Wen is giving away 100 boxes at a time. The market value in Shanghai alone is more than 100,000 yuan, and it is still expensive but not marketable. General Chiang is not happy. This is simply a timely help. It has been more than ten days since the war broke out.

The good news for hundreds of officers and soldiers who were bravely injured is also a magic weapon used to boost morale.

Think about it, if tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the 19th Route Army knew that this life-saving medicine on the battlefield, which has been rumored to be magical, was distributed to all units, and the quantity was sufficient, wouldn't they be more courageous on the battlefield? Confidence is

Wouldn't it be stronger?

At this time, Dai Guoguang's voice continued to come from the other end of the phone, "They also have a small field hospital, and Colonel Zhou Wen said that it can treat our injured officers and soldiers."

This is indeed good news. Although the general public in Shanghai currently actively supports the 19th Route Army in the war of resistance, and various hospitals are open to the army, it is impossible for these hospitals to be moved to the front line. Many seriously injured people are in urgent need of emergency rescue.

By the time they were carried from the front line to the city, many of them had stopped breathing. Time is of the essence.

But the field hospital is different, it can move along with the battle lines.

At this time, General Chiang had completely forgotten the disdain and embarrassment he felt when he heard about this group of veteran soldiers. These are really rich people. They are the kind of warm-hearted rich people who can't even invite treasures.

General Chiang hurriedly ordered Dai Guoguang: "Old Dai, you must take good care of these old soldiers. They are all precious little ones. We must not let them suffer any damage. They must have enough food and drink."

If you have any needs, we will try our best to satisfy them.”

"What? Go to the front line? No! We can't agree to this. You try your best to appease them. We don't lack a thousand of them on the battlefield with tens of thousands of people. Just say that when the situation on the front line stabilizes a little, Lao Cai and I will go there in person.

When I visit them, I want to thank them in person."



Just when Dai Guoguang was reporting to General Jiang, in a room at Minsheng Primary School, Zhou Wen and several senior leaders of the mercenary group held their first meeting in Shanghai. The participating officers included the former Gao Xiaoshan,

In addition to Miaohua and Old Uncle Wu, Meng Yuting and Chen Wanli were also added.

This room was a classroom. Zhou Wen moved the tables, chairs, and benches, and then spread out the map, and it became a temporary conference room.

Under the bright lights in the room, the smoke puffed up by Old Uncle Wu was still lingering. After getting Zhou Wen's consent, Meng Yuting and Chen Wanli also started puffing up the smoke. Zhou Wen said with a smile: "We have finally reached the front line.

, but it seems that the friendly forces don’t trust us very much.”

Old Uncle Wu said angrily: "As a colonel of your age, scholar, who would believe that you are capable? Anyone would think that you are the son of a high-ranking official and a descendant of a wealthy family. Then the soldiers you lead are also

He became a young master and a soldier."

Everyone laughed after hearing this.

Zhou Wen scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "This is not easy to handle. We can't go to the front line on our own. Are we going to be worshiped like a Bodhisattva until reinforcements arrive?"

Now Zhou Wen is also a little confused. Looking at the posture of Deputy Chief of Staff Dai today, Zhou Wen and others knew that he had been misunderstood by others. Originally, the title of "Shanxi Volunteer Army of the Central Party Headquarters" was a bit nondescript.

Is it still better to have the name of the Central Party Committee during this period?

Everyone knows that the top leaders of the Central Party Committee are a group of officials with no real power. However, they all have such great names and seniority. They are a group of bosses who cannot be touched or offended. However, the army formed by them is

That's a joke. Even if you have money and status, but without experienced commanders and qualified grassroots officers, the combat effectiveness of this unit is not a question of whether it is strong or not, but a question of whether it is there or not.

Who dares to use such an army?

Meng Yuting thought for a while and then persuaded: "Scholar, although the brothers got out of the car today in neat military appearance, it can be seen that most of them were nervous when they heard the sound of cannons in the distance. After all, this was their first time on the battlefield.

There are even a few recruit officers who can't control their emotions, so it wouldn't be a bad thing to let them take a break for a few days."

Zhou Wen said with a wry smile: "That's why they need to adapt to the battlefield environment as soon as possible. If they stay in the rear for a long time, they will inevitably have more miscellaneous thoughts."

Gao Xiaoshan came up with an idea and said: "Scholar, how about our first team drive up first in the name of inspecting and learning from friendly forces? Anyway, we are small in number and are not eye-catching, so we can just go up and set an example for the brothers in the second team and give everyone a heads up.

The mood is so angry."

Miaohua also agreed with Gao Xiaoshan's suggestion: "Yes, our first team will go first. Brothers haven't seen blood in more than a year, so it's good time to try our hand first."

Zhou Wen looked at the other officers and saw that none of them had any intention of objecting, so he said: "It seems that this is the best we can do. We can't just sit back and watch the fun. I will apply to Deputy Chief of Staff Dai early tomorrow morning."

Just as he said this, he heard a sudden rush of footsteps outside, and Zhou Wen and others looked outside the door in astonishment...


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