Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

Finally, the first thing was finalized.

Next was the issue of the 19th Route Army’s pay.

"The 19th Army is our main force in the war of resistance, but it has not been paid for a long time. We only have 3 million in the government account, and the normal monthly expenditure is 22 million. The government is no longer able to pay this expense, so this money should be raised by us."

Hearing this, they looked at each other again and remained silent.

The war in Zhabei District has already begun, and many people have become homeless and displaced.

At this time, any supplies are very important. Food, water, medicine, clothes, guns, any one of them can affect the outcome of the battle and the damage.

Shen Jinzhen dressed up as a poor commoner, wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes, and transported the supplies out of his home in iron boxes.

The concession where she lived was still relatively safe. Although she had been hearing the sounds of bombing recently, the Shen Mansion was still safe and sound.

The box was very heavy and she had some difficulty carrying it.

However, this matter was her personal idea, so it was naturally not appropriate to ask her sister-in-law for help.

She was wearing a bulletproof vest and preparing to deliver supplies to the 19th Army.

Although Shen Jinzhen had a different position and philosophy from the National Government, the 19th Army was fighting for the country, and she could not stand by and remain indifferent.

She came out of the concession and felt like she was in another place.

The place was filled with smoke and broken walls everywhere. People on the roadside were crying and hugging their dead relatives.

She pulled the box while observing her surroundings.

Most people just looked at him or immersed themselves in their own grief.

"Young man, don't go there. Going forward is where the 19th Route Army and the Japanese are fighting."

Most people were in a hurry, wishing to stay away from that kind of place as much as possible. Only Shen Jinzhen went against the flow, so that people around her could see her and remind her.

"Thanks, but I need to get over there."

Shen Jinzhen thanked the people around her, but she had to deliver the supplies and couldn't not go just because she was afraid.

When she walked to another intersection, she suddenly found that there were many people walking against the flow like her.

The other party, a group of more than ten people, all pushing carts, walked past her.

Shen Jinzhen looked back and saw one or two people he seemed to have seen before, but he didn't recognize them.

Who are these?

Is it a spontaneous donation of materials organized by the public?

Shen Jinzhen prepared faster and followed them. Suddenly, she heard a voice from behind calling her name with confusion.

"Miss Shen?"

Wei Ruolai was not sure whether the man dressed as a man holding a box was the one he remembered. He called the other person's name tentatively, but he didn't expect that the man really turned around with a puzzled look.

Shen Jin really didn't expect that Wei Ruolai would also disguise himself and bring people to deliver military supplies.

"You'd better not go there. It's dangerous."

The fighting in the war zone was intense, and ordinary people could easily get hurt. Shen Jinzhen was safer with a bulletproof vest, but Wei Ruolai only wore a coarse linen shirt without any protective measures.

Wei Ruolai originally wanted to say something similar, but he was a step too slow and was said by Miss Shen first.

However, the idea of ​​transporting supplies was discussed between him and Mr. Shen, and he would not back down because of the dangers in the war zone.

"Ms. Shen, these are the supplies that my husband and I decided to transport. What are you doing?"

He looked at the big box in Shen Jinzhen's hand. He didn't remember the gentleman saying there were other things.