Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

"Shadan, you must work hard and be loyal to the country. Don't forget our family motto." He Daqing's voice was full of pride as he instructed the letter paper, as if Shadan was right in front of him.

Zhang Guilan kept wiping the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't hide the smile on her face: "If you come back, mother will make you your favorite braised pork, and we can have a good family reunion."

Every word in the letter is like warm sunshine, illuminating the future of this family. They know that no matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as the family is united, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome.

The information about Shadan being alive is not only his personal glory, but also the hope and motivation for the whole family.

On that restless night, the laughter and conversation in the main room of the courtyard were louder than usual, as if they were going to break through the night sky and tell the world that they had a heroic son, a brigade commander that made them proud.

He Yuzhu was the only one who was happy, thinking about what the family motto his father had mentioned was.

He seemed to have never seen or heard of such a big gap in status between him and his brother. Was it because of the family training?

I don't know, but my brother does. Could this family motto be a way of accelerating growth?

Think about it, my brother is only fourteen years old this year, but he is already the commander of the independent brigade, while I am just the leader of a pioneer anti-Japanese youth group. The gap doesn't seem that big.

It is true that a brigade commander and a regiment commander are not well known, but the number of people they are in charge of seems to be a little insufficient.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the comrades of the Army Support Pioneer Group started their work and life as usual. However, everyone noticed that He Daqing and Zhang Guilan seemed particularly excited today, as if something happy had happened.

The two of them had unconcealable joy on their faces, their mouths almost stretched to the back of their heads, making people wonder what had happened to make them so happy.

At the same time, He Yuzhu secretly found Uncle Zhang and asked him to help pass a letter to his brother. The content of the letter was about asking about the family motto.

When Shadan received the letter, he was completely stunned. He really couldn't remember what the so-called "family motto" was. You know, Shadan was a real fool in the past, and his intelligence remained at the stage of five or six years old. As a soul traveler, he knew very little about the original owner's memories before his death, so how could he expect to find the existence of family motto from that stupid head?

Faced with this letter full of childlike innocence, Shadan fell into deep thought.

How should he respond? On one hand, there was his brother's sincere question, and on the other hand, there was the reality that he knew nothing about the past, which made him feel torn.

So I left the matter to Mingyue and asked her to answer it.

"Hey, Brigade Commander, I'm so busy all day, can you let me take care of your family affairs? Do I have so much free time?"

The fool could only laugh and cover it up.

Anyway, the matter has been left to her, so she can do whatever she wants!

The progress of society will not be paused because of something, and the development of history will not stop because of something. They are all moving forward unswervingly.

On August 15th, the Japanese invaders announced their unconditional surrender.

The whole of China was suddenly in an uproar. This day could be described as a day of singing and dancing and much anticipation. Every citizen and soldier was extremely happy.

Liu Xiaozhuang suddenly found Shadan and talked to him about the Japanese in several cities who refused to surrender. Should they fight them or not?

"Do you still need to ask me about this? With my temper, even if the devils surrender, I will keep them on this land, farm and mine, and let them do all the hard work. It would be best if they were exhausted to death. Do you understand?"

"I understand. I know what to do!" He saluted and left.

Although the Japanese are shouting about surrender, there are many of them who are still resisting. Why should he be polite to them? Just bombard them and blow them to death!

Recently the small arsenal has begun to expand in size. After nearly a year of development, the arsenal now has everything it needs.

It looks small from the outside, but it's a whole different world inside.

Even the commander, when he came to check it out, said that although the place was small, it had everything.

Now the daily ammunition reloading volume has reached 20,000 rounds, the independently produced bullets have reached 5,000 rounds, and the independently developed small-caliber artillery shells have reached 1,000 rounds per day.

As for heavy artillery shells, it is indeed a difficult point, but due to production limitations, we can only produce ten shells of 105 mm or more per day.

At that time, the visiting teacher held Shadan's hand and didn't know what to say.

In short, the excitement is beyond words.

As for the military academy, the idea of ​​expanding its scale began to emerge after the division commander took a look at it, and the idea was quickly put into action.

A large number of knowledgeable and theoretical personnel were transferred to serve as instructors, and the size of the school expanded tenfold compared to before.

The number of graduating students each year has increased from one thousand to ten thousand.

Because of the tension between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, Comrade Lin Yu was also recognized and valued by the division commander.

After all, Lin Yu has now distanced himself from the atmosphere of the Kuomintang and has begun to turn towards the Communist Party.

But she had only one bad habit, which was that she would often quarrel with Mingyue. Whenever the two of them were together, they would start quarreling after just a few words.

No one can persuade others, and no one can persuade them well.

In the end, we can only blame it all on the repulsion between the same sex and women making things difficult for other women.

How else to explain it?

At this time, the Kuomintang came to discuss the division of territory. After several rounds of consultations and negotiations, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party finally reached a simple result, which was to redefine the area.

When the Independent Brigade saw that their opportunity had come, they wanted to go to the scene to participate in the negotiations in person, but they never expected that at this time, they actually received an order from their superiors.

This matter was very hurtful, and the upset idiot went straight to his teacher to complain.

But the division commander had no way to deal with this matter, as this was an order from his superior.

Actually, it was the division commander who was too talkative and reported Shadan's situation to his superiors in great detail.

Especially his small factory and military academy.

When the superiors heard that this was a talented person, they decided not to let him stay in the army in case he got hurt someday.

It is true that we should get him back as soon as possible.

The division commander was the first to receive this order. He was unwilling to do it at the time and reported it to his superiors.

After all, ever since Shadan joined the Eighth Route Army, he has made great achievements and gained a great reputation. How could he be transferred to the rear?

Besides, he is now the commander of an independent brigade, the chief commander of the most capable fighting force. If he says he will withdraw now, who will take over?

Unfortunately, the report he sent up and the information he received back still asked him to transfer to logistics.

For this reason, the division commander came to the headquarters specifically to talk to his superiors.

In a simple office, maps hung on the wall were dotted with red flags and markings, revealing traces of war.

This flag was once the flag of the Independent Regiment. Because of its outstanding military achievements, it was used by the headquarters to decorate the facade.

The division commander sat behind an old wooden table, frowning, stroking a document in his hand. The document contained information about the transfer of Comrade Shadan. His eyes fell out of the window, as if he was thinking about something profound.

At this time, the superior walked into the room with a detailed report in his hand.

He walked up to the division commander, put down the report, and said in a firm and serious tone: "Division commander, regarding Comrade Shadan's work adjustment, I think we need to conduct an in-depth analysis."

The commander raised his head, his eyes questioning: "Tell me, what do you think?"

The superior sat down and began to explain in detail: "Although Comrade Shadan performed well on the front line, in the long run, his talents can play a greater role in logistics. He has unique insights in artillery shell manufacturing, which is crucial to our supply line."

In fact, this is all due to Comrade Shadan, who often hangs around small factories when he has nothing to do, and gives everyone advice based on his knowledge from the future, which is like clearing the clouds and seeing the sun.

In fact, people's thinking is just fixed there. If someone breaks it, the chain reaction will burst out endless imagination.

That's why this small factory played a role far exceeding that of all the military factories of the Eighth Route Army.

However, these workers put all the blame on Shadan and called him the father of cannonballs. When Shadan heard this, he was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

And after the investigation by the superiors and the commander's "truth telling", Shadan was pushed to the top.

To put it bluntly, all of this was caused by the teacher.

"Logistics is equally challenging," the superior continued, "but I also believe that Comrade Shadan's abilities should not be limited to the battlefield."

"That's right." The superior nodded in agreement. "He has made remarkable achievements in the management of small-scale military factories. He can improve production efficiency and ensure the quality of equipment. Moreover, he can also play an important role in the teaching of military academies and train more soldiers."

The division commander remained silent, and the superior slowly spoke again: "Logistics is not just about supply and maintenance, it is related to the victory or defeat of the entire battle. If Comrade Shadan can play a role in this area, it will undoubtedly be a great help to us."

The superior continued: "We lack commanders who have both practical combat experience and technical knowledge. Comrade Shadan is such a talent. His experience and skills can enhance our overall combat effectiveness."

The two discussed for a long time and finally reached a consensus: to transfer Comrade Shadan to the rear so that he could display his talents on a broader platform. They knew that such a decision required courage, as well as trust and expectations for Comrade Shadan.

"Let Comrade Shadan transfer to logistics," the superior said at last, "We must ensure that his potential is fully utilized and lay a solid foundation for our victory."

The commander nodded, with a helpless smile on his face: "I will make arrangements immediately to ensure that everything goes smoothly."

When night falls, the lights in the office are still on. The two commanders are busy for a common goal. They know that every decision is for the final victory and every effort will create a brilliant tomorrow. The story of Shadan will continue to write a legend on another battlefield.