Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

Facing Shadan's questioning and accusations, Mingyue did not feel that she had done anything wrong. Instead, she confidently retorted, "Who told you to be missing all day? Tell me, where did you go?"

Hearing this, Shadan was a little stunned. He really couldn't understand why Mingyue asked this question, so he answered honestly: "I went to a fellow villager's house to drink Laba porridge, what's the matter?"

"Then why don't you ask me to come along?" Mingyue asked in a bad mood.

Now it was Shadan's turn to be speechless. He scratched his head, smiled bitterly and said, "Uh... Comrade Mingyue, I see you've become a bit of a foodie recently! Are you thinking about eating Laba porridge?"

"I'm not a foodie!" Mingyue pouted, "I just think it's more fun to celebrate the festival together."

Silly Dan smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, I got it. I'll definitely ask you to come next time."

"That's good enough." Mingyue smiled with satisfaction.

The two walked side by side on the way back to the base, the moonlight shining on them, casting long shadows.

"By the way, Silly." Mingyue suddenly said, "Thank you for helping everyone get so many ingredients for Laba Congee today. Everyone is very happy."

"Hey, you're welcome. This is what I should do." Silly Dan scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"But..." Mingyue continued, "I think we should not only help everyone have a good Laba Festival, but also find a way to ensure that everyone's life can always be so good."

Shadan looked at Mingyue seriously and said, "You are right. We must work hard to ensure that the people can live a good life."

"Yes!" Mingyue nodded heavily, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

The two figures gradually walked away and disappeared in the moonlight.

They all have the same belief in their hearts - to make Changping area and even the whole country a better place.

Although they know this wish is far away, they are willing to work hard for it.

Now, the independent regiment is strong and powerful.

The number of troops reached 1200, and the weapons they used were not those of the Japanese, but those of Germany and the United States.

The equipment of the First Battalion is American equipment. Since they were obtained later, the quantity is small and only the First Battalion can use it. The battalion commander of the First Battalion is Fugui.

The battalion commanders of the second and third battalions were Liu Dazhuang and Liu Xiaozhuang, and they all used German equipment.

And each of these three battalions has an equipment storage warehouse.

The first battalion had nearly one million rounds of ammunition and nearly ten thousand artillery shells.

If this number were reported to the higher authorities, it would probably scare the higher-ups.

There was no other way. Fugui often came to Shadan to beg for alms, and over time, he formed such a rich ammunition reserve.

The second and third battalions were in a slightly worse condition, with each battalion having only more than 20 rounds of ammunition and nearly a thousand artillery shells.

Although it cannot be compared with the First Battalion, it is still one of the best in the Eighth Route Army.

As for the First Battalion, it is the spearhead battalion, the assault battalion, and the ace battalion, and has always been the face of the independent regiment.

It's a rare chance for Shadan to take a break, and Fugui comes to chat with him again.

Every time Shadan sees him, he knows what he is up to.

Find an opportunity to leave as soon as possible.

After all, there have been very few wars recently, so even if he wanted to get hurt, he wouldn't have the chance, and the "landlord" had no surplus food.

"Captain, don't be in such a hurry to leave! I just want to talk to you about something, and by the way, let's discuss our next action plan." The first battalion commander Fugui quickly caught up with the commander who was about to leave, with a flattering smile on his face.

The leader stopped and looked at Fugui suspiciously: "Oh? You didn't come to ask me for equipment?"

Fugui quickly waved his hands and said with a look of grievance: "Oh, commander, how can you think of me like this? I have devoted myself to the cause of our group, how can I only think about my own selfish interests? It really makes me sad that you say that!" As he spoke, he hypocritically wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands.

Shadan on the side was stunned and muttered to himself: "What is this guy doing again? Doesn't the captain know what Fugui is like? Is it necessary to put on such a show?" However, faced with Fugui's exaggerated performance, Shadan just shook his head helplessly and did not expose him.

After all, Shadan was no longer surprised and accustomed to the behavior of this battalion commander who always liked to stir up trouble, never did anything without profit, and always got close to the leaders for no reason.

However, today he suddenly did something weird. Could it be that this guy has some new tricks or moves?

"So what are you doing here today?" Shadan finally couldn't help but ask.

"Hey! How come you just don't understand others? I came here today just to chat with you and discuss what we should do next. What? Don't you even believe this?" Fugui said in his hometown dialect, pretending to be aggrieved.

At this moment, Fugui on the side was staring at the Shadan in front of him without blinking - he saw that the other party was looking at him with suspicion, and his eyes were full of undisguised doubt and suspicion.

Fugui couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Oh my god, this kid actually dared to look at me like this, it's so hurtful!"

The two of them just stood there with their eyes wide open!

Finally, Shadan raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fugui cleared his throat and said, "This is what happened. We were recently given a mission by our superiors."

"What mission?" Shadan immediately became serious.

"Escort a batch of supplies to the headquarters." Fugui lowered his voice and said, "This batch of supplies is very important, and there can be no mistakes."

"The superior gave you the order directly? And he even bypassed me, the captain?"

Looking at the dissatisfied idiot, Fugui's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He had to find a way to calm his anger quickly.

So he quickly pulled Mingyue over and explained with a smile: "Don't be angry, this is not my fault! I was just following orders. If you want to blame someone, blame those ignorant guys. I don't know who reported to the superiors that our first battalion's equipment exceeded the standard. Look, the higher-ups traced it down and found that it was Mingyue who passed the news to me! So, this is not me overstepping my authority!"

Hearing what Fugui said, Shadan turned his gaze to Mingyue again, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

He frowned and asked, "What's going on? Explain it to me! Am I, the commander of the independent regiment, just a decoration? Everything is issued directly to the various battalion headquarters without my consent. What do I do as the commander?" He became more and more angry as he spoke, and his voice unconsciously rose by eight octaves.

"Don't get excited, listen to my explanation." Mingyue saw that Shadan had a strange look on his face, so she quickly explained the whole thing to him.

In fact, Mingyue reported to his superiors that the equipment of their independent regiment, especially the ammunition, exceeded the standard.

Only then did the superiors learn of the situation and directly passed it on to Mingyue. After all, the Eighth Route Army was in urgent need of weapons and equipment.

In particular, each brigade and regiment began to expand on a large scale, and in places with a large number of people, only a few people could be allocated a gun.

Mingyue once inspected the warehouse of the independent regiment and saw that their regiment was so wealthy, especially the first battalion. She then thought of her own mission: to get more equipment from Shadan.

This is her important responsibility, so naturally she has to report to her leader immediately and ask her leader to issue a reason to request equipment.

But considering the morale of the independent regiment, the only option is to boil the frog in warm water.

Thinking in this way, combined with Mingyue's report, we can only sacrifice one battalion.

But hearing that Shadan was getting angry, Mingyue could only start to deceive him.

First of all, when talking about the equipment shortage problem faced by other units of the Eighth Route Army, especially the shortage of ammunition, it can only be described as "terrible"!

Mingyue, with her eloquent and fluent tongue, described this difficult and harsh life as even more miserable than Yang Bailao's.

In fact, Mingyue was not deliberately exaggerating or bluffing.

As long as they are told the true situation of other units of the Eighth Route Army in detail, everyone in the Independent Regiment will be able to clearly realize the huge gap between their own unit and other brother units.

After hearing Mingyue's words, even Fugui, who was always steady and self-contained, was moved and expressed his full support for delivering equipment to his superiors to solve the urgent problem.

At this moment, Shadan fell into deep thought, as if thinking about something important...

Shadan pondered for a moment and said, "I know. I'll make the arrangements."

"And..." Fugui hesitated to speak.

"Anything else?" Shadan looked at him.

"I want to take a battalion with me." Fugui finally stated his purpose.

"Your question is unnecessary. When delivering equipment to our superiors, we must ensure the safety of the equipment. But I hope that the First Battalion can deliver ammunition instead of returning as beggars. Do you understand?"

"Beggar? Oh, I understand. Don't worry, the equipment you send will never be damaged. With our battalion here, there will be absolutely no problem, right?" Fugui patted his chest hard and promised solemnly.

"Do you really understand?" The team leader Shadan seemed dissatisfied with what Fugui said. He stared at him closely, trying to find a clue from his face.

"Uh, I really understand!" Fugui felt a little uneasy when he was looked at, but he still nodded while pretending to be calm.

"Are you sure and certain you understand?" Shadan asked again, his tone a little harsher than before.

This time, Fugui was completely confused.

He scratched his head and looked at the fool blankly, muttering to himself: What on earth is this guy trying to say? Why is it so hard to understand?