The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 93 It’s not a big deal

After pondering for a while, Hu Biao made a final effort.

He said to Zhu Cong in a very serious tone, "Listen to me, and remember this carefully.

I will go find Director Sun of the 134th Division's logistics department later and tell him that no matter what method he uses or what the cost, he must save our lives.

I can also ask him to lend me 30,000 taels of silver, or if that doesn't work, I can borrow some legal tender from him.

I can trade with him by the end of the month, and the amount of penicillin will be no less than ten times that of last time. At that time, I am willing to give him 20% of the transaction amount as a thank you for saving my life and lending me money.

After you get the money, I'll give you an address and you can find a way to send 1000 of them.

The rest will be distributed to the regimental commander of the 803rd Regiment to the families of the brothers who died in the Third Company; there are also more than 800 dollars, which you can keep with you.

That's right! Hu Biao placed his hope of survival on the energy that Director Sun and his parasites could unleash when faced with such staggering profits.

The main thing is to fool Director Sun's parasites first and save their lives first.

Borrowing 30,000 taels of silver was just a side job.

In other words, he was worried that if he promised too many benefits, it would arouse suspicion from Director Sun and others; otherwise, Hu Biao would have generously promised them more rewards.

As for the address where the 1000 yuan was to be sent, it was of course the address of his hometown in Shaanxi Province where he met the old squad leader of the kitchen team the last time he traveled through time.

If they had forgotten to help, the old squad leader's son, Zhou Kun's grandfather, would have starved to death; and because of the 'time paradox', Zhou Kun's family would have disappeared.

Then in the modern dimension, wouldn't the "room-temperature superconducting material technology" that has just achieved a breakthrough also have problems?
With such a mood, Hu Biao wrote down the address of Grandpa Zhou Kun in detail on the cigarette paper; seeing Zhu Cong carefully put it away, he felt a little relieved.

After Zhu Cong left, Hu Biao and the others lost interest in continuing the conversation.

No matter how many benefits there are to joining our party, there is a necessary prerequisite, that is, they must survive to achieve it, right?
However, before going to bed, Hu Biao was more thoughtful and took out his small notebook and asked everyone to leave a copy of their contact numbers, email addresses, etc. in the modern dimension.

After copying it, each time traveler received a copy.

In this way, everyone can return to the modern plane and contact each other...

Hu Biao and his friends were lucky. The next day, around 10 a.m. on October 21, they received some good news.

At that time, there were seven of them, all resting with their eyes closed in a narrow room.

There's nothing we can do! They haven't eaten anything yet, not even yesterday's dinner or today's breakfast.

I don’t know whether those people have forgotten or they know that they have offended their boss Bai Jiansheng, so they are deliberately targeting them.

Anyway, except for the time when a corporal brought a small bucket of well water at dawn, put it down and left, they had never paid any attention to them.

Being hungry, Hu Biao and his friends didn't even have the mood to curse each other.

The only way to save physical energy is to close your eyes and rest.

When Hu Biao was feeling upset and wondering whether to light the last cigarette on his body, Zhu Cong's familiar voice rang in his ears again:
"Commander Hu, Commander Hu~"

"What did Director Sun say? Did he agree?" Without bothering to exchange pleasantries, Hu Biao jumped up from the ground and lay on the window, then asked this question to Zhu Cong, who looked exhausted.

Black Star and his group behind him were too concerned about whether this matter would affect their survival and whether they could join and build our party, so they also squeezed towards the small window.

In order to grab a position, they almost got into a fight.

Facing the question from his own commander, Hu, Zhu Cong glanced around cautiously. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, he answered in a low voice:
"Commander Hu, Director Sun told you not to panic, the situation is not as serious as you think.

You've certainly offended Commanders Chen and Bai, but while there are countermeasures, they won't be constantly watching you, nor do they have the time. Therefore, there's no turning back on your induction into the Death Squad.

However, he has already made connections, and when the time comes, he will incorporate you into a suicide squad with connections; you don't have to charge with the suicide squad, just stay in the rear-line position.

With your battlefield experience, I think it won't be a big deal as long as you're smart."

After hearing this, Hu Biao and others immediately put their minds at ease. What they originally thought was difficult to do was nothing in the eyes of Director Sun and others.

After the joy of surviving the disaster, an indescribable weirdness followed. I felt so fucking depressed and uncomfortable.

The reason for this is, first of all, as Director Sun said, as long as you don't join the suicide squad and charge together.

With the intuition about battlefield dangers that they have developed through many battles, which makes no sense at all, or the ability to react like wild animals, it is not so easy for them to die.

It's not that these people are too pretentious. It's just a bit depressing to think that they have to rely on trading with parasites to survive.

After all, they felt that they had nothing to regret in opposing the Gui army's counterattack plan, but it brought about such a huge disaster.

While Hu Biao and the others were feeling complicated, Zhu Cong continued to narrate:

"Director Sun also said that he's been a little short of money lately and can't come up with 30,000 yuan right now. He can only come up with 10,000 French francs. He asked you, Commander Hu, not to be angry.

I thought that ten thousand francs was better than nothing, so I took it from him and wrote an IOU on your behalf."

Although the French currency depreciated at a frightening rate in the later period of the Anti-Japanese War, its purchasing power is still quite good at least in the 26th year of the Republic of China.

According to information on the Internet, 100 French francs can buy two oxen or a plowing ox.

Almost every casualty of the Third Company brothers' families will receive about 100 French francs, which should be able to alleviate their plight.

So this is also good news, which makes Hu Biao and others feel better.

As for Director Sun's words that he was short of money and could only come up with 10,000 French francs, they wouldn't believe a single word of it.

After Hu Biao gave Zhu Cong a few more instructions, he was about to leave to avoid being discovered.

Just when Zhu Cong was about to turn around and leave, Hu Biao suddenly called him.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he made a request: "If I die unlucky this time, please go to Anne's grave every year to sweep it and burn two sets of beautiful clothes for me. That woman will probably be proud of it."

Zhu Cong didn't say anything, but nodded vigorously...

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One can doubt the character of military parasites like Director Sun, but there is no need to doubt their strong operational capabilities when stimulated by huge profits.

What happened next was just as Zhu Cong had reported.

At around noon, they were finally given some multi-grain steamed buns; they were cold and hard, but they barely filled their stomachs.

Not long after they finished eating, they were taken out.

After some twists and turns, he came to a middle-aged colonel with relatively fair skin, a neater military uniform, and a body shape that was not much different from Huang A-di.

Wow! When Hu Biao and the others first saw this middle-aged colonel, they exchanged a quick glance.

A consensus has been reached: this guy in front of us is definitely a colleague of Director Sun...

(End of this chapter)