Bright Sword: Start with Ding Blast Bridge, Homemade Sweet Potato Cake

一般的油桶是200升，也有的180升左右，常用的军用油桶也有10-20-30升的标准。

This type of oil transported from the sea is not called an oil barrel, it should be called an oil tank.

Tin cans filled with oil are neatly stacked in the warehouse, emitting a unique aroma.

Some people like the smell of gasoline and like to follow behind a car and smell the smell of unburned gasoline.

I can only say that there are many quirks. There are all kinds of birds in a big forest.

Mu Liancheng came to his warehouse, asked a group of people to open the warehouse, and led Ding Wei to come and have a look.

Many of the Japs' supplies were shipped over by sea, and he could get his hands on anything that came into the dock.

Take a piece of pork and pour it from your left hand to your right hand, a layer of oil will remain on your hand.

It looked like the same piece of pork, but the person who handled it was full.

By the same token, he was given the Japanese supplies and had to arrange vehicles for transportation. In the process, many traitors were able to make a living.

Mu Liancheng is a well-known traitor. He had established connections with the Japanese since the arrival. He ate the most, was the fattest, and had a lot of property in his hands.

Ding Wei didn't feel sorry at all. After defeating the Japanese, he would return all the treasures intact.

He tapped the tin oil tank with his hand, and it made a muffled thud, proving that it was full of oil.

"How is it? Is Boss Ding satisfied?"

"It's just so-so. This amount of fuel is barely enough to fill the gaps between our teeth."

“This is 2 liters?”

"A lot? Just over ten tons. Boss Mu wouldn't have only these. I have plenty of gold bars. Can the Japanese spare some?"

Ding Wei's disdain irritated the other party.

Although he didn't have it, Taijun had it. The things in Taijun's warehouse were no different from his.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see more. As long as Boss Ding can produce gold bars, I'll give you as many as you want."

Then he took Ding Wei to visit the Japanese warehouse, which was exactly what Ding Wei wanted, so he could find out the situation inside the warehouse.

Mu Liancheng had 2 liters in his hands, and the Japanese had 30 liters in their warehouses. Compared with the 200 million liters of the entire North China Expeditionary Force, there was still some gap.

What kind of bicycle do you want? It's good to have one.

Ding Wei calmed his mind and followed Mu Liancheng for a walk. Seeing that the puppet soldiers and devils along the way were polite to him, he felt that his boss Mu had indeed established good relationships.

The two warehouses were not far apart, and the defense here was relatively weak. When moving goods at night, they could simply dig a hole and get in directly to empty the Japanese military warehouse.

Not only gasoline, but also some other combat supplies.

Necessities such as military shoes, cotton cloth, canned food, oil, salt, etc.

According to conservative estimates, the Japanese have stored thousands of tons of goods here. Now that Ding Wei is here, he will definitely take them all away.

After the tour, let’s talk about Mu Liancheng’s 2 liters of gasoline.

We agreed on a time for the move and he also helped coordinate cars and trucks.

After the two of them left the storage area, Mu Liancheng asked, "Brother Ding, we are destined to meet. Let me ask you one more thing. Where are you going to sell these things?"

Ding Wei immediately pretended to look at the other party cautiously. Channels are the most precious treasure in every businessman's hand, so how could he tell others easily?

"I would never tell this to an ordinary person, but Boss Mu is not an ordinary person. Given our relationship, I will tell you straight out, sell it to the mountains."

"Sell it to the Eighth Route Army?"

Mu Liancheng cried out in surprise and quickly covered his mouth.

His eyes were shining. He hadn't thought of this before. The Eighth Route Army looked rustic, but they could also produce money.

At worst, we can still provide food. Isn’t food the most valuable thing in troubled times?

Seeing that Ding Wei had connections in the mountains, he immediately showed some familiarity and pulled him aside to talk in detail.

When he learned that the price of black market supplies could be doubled if they were sent to the mountains, he regretted it so much.

"Why didn't you meet Brother Ding earlier? If you really have this ability, I still have a warehouse of goods. As long as you move them into the mountains, I will give you 2% of the benefits."

"With our relationship, 1% is fine, and I'll take %. But Boss Mu needs to arrange a trustworthy person to accompany me on this matter."

The only person he could trust was Mu Wanqiu. Mu Liancheng chuckled and immediately understood what Ding Wei meant. It turned out that he had taken a fancy to his niece.

This is great, if they can work it out, then this will be a done deal.

In order to confuse the other party, Ding Wei was willing to make some sacrifices and pretend that he was in love but could not get it, and that he was somewhat interested in Mu Wanqiu.

Otherwise, there's no way you can fool this old guy.

After returning to the courtyard, Zhao Dayi waited for a long time. Judging from Ding Wei's expression, the matter was probably done.

"Go and inform Lao Xu later, and pass the message to Wang Tao, asking him to arrange for people to meet in Wuqing. Bring more people tomorrow to move the supplies."

Around noon the next day, Ding Wei brought some laborers and rented a few trucks.

He also used the excuse of feeling unwell to deliberately postpone the time, and by the time he arrived at the storage area, it was already afternoon.

It was a loss to buy 2 liters of fuel at a high price, but Ding Wei's purpose was not this, but the Japanese supplies in the warehouse next door.

It is not smooth to carry more than ten tons of goods by relying on coolies.

After a while, it was already sunset. Ding Wei was watching the scene in person, and when he found an opportunity, he sneaked to the back of the warehouse.

Taking advantage of the Japanese's lack of vigilance, they quietly dug up the bricks, made a hole, and went in to harvest crazily.

Everything I see is put into my personal warehouse.

Then he carefully crawled out of the cave, and the whole process was done without anyone noticing.

The goods are almost loaded, let’s go!

The truck drove slowly out. Mu Liancheng's vehicle was not checked carefully. He gave money in advance and was allowed to pass without any hesitation.

They headed straight to Wuqing area, where Mu Wanqiu was waiting. They were going to transport the goods to the mountainous area for sale with Ding Wei.

In addition to fuel, there are more than 30 tons of other supplies, which are also in short supply for the Eighth Route Army.

The convoy left Tianjin in a swagger, then headed straight northwest until it was met by comrades from the Fifth Column and successfully arrived at the base.

"Commander, you personally escorted the car, which made the comrades very worried. You must never do this kind of thing again in the future."

Commander?

When Mu Wanqiu heard the other party's address, her heart immediately sank. Isn't Ding Wei a businessman?

A group of soldiers came and escorted both the people and the goods to the mountainous area.

He ordered someone to bring Mu Wanqiu to the front-line command post, and Ding Wei also directly revealed his identity. Among the political commissars of Wang Tao's column, there happened to be the newly assigned Chen Yi.

When women talk to each other, they can explain things more clearly.

Let Chen Yi take action, change her color, and reform her thinking.

Wang Tao brought three companies of elite troops and stayed in the front-line area, fearing that something might happen to Ding Wei.

Seeing that the commander returned safely, I finally felt relieved.

"What to do with these people?"

"Traitors are traitors, but with this new lead, we can bring a lot of supplies to the mountainous area. Let's keep it for now and see if we can bring Mu Wanqiu over to our side."

"It won't be too late to deal with the traitors after we drive away the devils. They are useful to me now, so I'll keep some for myself."

Ding Wei returned to the mountain area smoothly, but the port warehouse was in an uproar. The Japanese military warehouse was empty, and thousands of tons of goods disappeared without a trace overnight.