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The supplies can indeed be sold at a high price if they are brought directly to the mountainous areas, because the Eighth Route Army really needs these things.

Conditions in the rear areas were poor, especially for medicines, which had always been in short supply and had a high price but no market.

If you want to spend money but can't buy it, it's not a question of whether the price is high or not.

The Japs have embargoed these things, so no amount of gold bars can buy them.

Dozens of tons of supplies in Ding Wei's hands could be exchanged for a lot of money or scarce food. This kind of transaction was a sure win for the big traitor.

For Ding Wei, he wanted to use the big traitor to get some embargoed materials for his own use.

When everyone can get what they want by spending some money, Mu Liancheng is still somewhat useful.

The port area was in chaos. The sound of Japanese police sirens was incessant. All the streets were blocked. A large number of Japanese gendarmerie were dispatched to seize all vehicles.

Lieutenant Colonel Quan Yang personally came forward and searched for clues with wolfhounds.

Thousands of tons of supplies in the Japanese warehouses disappeared overnight and were transferred away under the noses of numerous checkpoints.

All vehicles traveling that night were seized and questioned.

The Japanese military police rushed directly to Mu Liancheng's doorstep and took him away for questioning.

The old guy still doesn't know what happened.

Lieutenant Commander Quan Yang stared at Mu Liancheng, his voice was relatively polite. There was something shameful going on between the two of them, and Mu Liancheng privately handled a lot of dirty materials for him.

"Taijun, what happened that made you make such a fuss?"

"Musan, the sky is falling."

As the captain of the gendarmerie, he cannot escape the blame for the loss of thousands of tons of supplies. The key point is that it is still unclear where the supplies disappeared from.

After a thorough check, it was found that only Mu Liancheng's vehicle had transported dozens of tons of goods.

Thousands of tons of goods, even if transported by trucks or ships, could not be transported away in one night. The noise would certainly be considerable, and could not be concealed from the Japanese troops guarding the port.

Unless it is a god, how can there be gods these days?

Mu Liancheng hurriedly explained that the things he had arranged for the vehicle to transport were all his personal belongings, which also included money for a gift to Lieutenant Colonel Quan Yang.

Only when I make money can I buy him more antique calligraphy and paintings.

This matter has nothing to do with Mu Liancheng.

A circle of cold sweat broke out on my forehead. God knew why all the things in the military warehouse disappeared overnight.

30 liters of fuel and thousands of tons of military supplies.

He disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, which can be called the most bizarre case of the year.

During the search by the wolfhounds, they quickly discovered the hole at the back of the warehouse, where the bricks that had been moved away were loose.

Someone entered the warehouse from here and stole supplies.

The only thing that the Japanese couldn't understand was where the thousands of tons of supplies were hidden and how they were transported away.

Search, you must search.

"I concluded that the supplies were still near the port and had not gone far."

Lieutenant Commander Quan Yang snorted coldly, his face gloomy. This young guy was the most ruthless and determined, regardless of whether he could find supplies or not.

The goods of the remaining merchants must be confiscated to reduce their guilt.

Under the Japanese's coercive demands, all private warehouses were opened. Anyone who saw something suitable could move it, and anyone who dared to stop them would be shot dead.

Bandits have to find a reason to rob, but the Japanese don't even bother to find a reason to steal supplies.

Mu Liancheng also had to spend money to avoid disaster. After such a big incident, he had to pay out of his own pocket and throw out more than ten tons of goods to supply Lieutenant Colonel Quanyang.

The military police conducted extensive searches and seized cargo at the port.

We underestimated these businessmen, who had powerful means behind the scenes, and immediately alarmed the brigade troops stationed here.

The brigade stationed here is an old acquaintance, but also an unfamiliar one. The 9th Independent Mixed Brigade formed in Shanxi, along with the destruction of the First Army Headquarters, the remaining devils were transferred to Tianjin.

After replenishing the troops, the 9th Brigade was restored and temporarily stationed here.

In addition to the 27th Brigade, there is also the headquarters of the th Division, whose commander, Lieutenant General Shinjiurō Ochiai, is also an extremely greedy guy.

Because he was transferred to Operation No. 1, he is not local.

But he has connections with a large number of traitorous businessmen and controls many gray channels.

If a small gendarmerie commander wants to seize the merchant's goods, he will be asking for trouble with the Japanese lieutenant general.

If supplies are lost, investigate the cause of the loss. Don't try to withhold supplies from other merchants in order to make up for your mistake.

He immediately telegraphed Okamura and reported the matter.

The matter became a big deal in an instant, and a Japanese lieutenant general got involved.

The incident was quickly reported to the North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters and the Army Headquarters for decision.

The first one to be taken down was Major Quan Yang.

Supplies were stolen in his jurisdiction, and as the commander of the gendarmerie he could not be blamed.

Make every effort to track down the lost materials and stabilize the local people. At this time when the security battle in North China is tense, do not affect the stability of the local area.

Businessmen are the best at causing trouble.

The Japanese major took the blame and was immediately dismissed from his post and escorted to a military court.

Before leaving, Major Quanyang specifically instructed Mu Liancheng to pack up his collection of antique calligraphy and paintings, as he would take these things back after he was released from the military court.

Mu Liancheng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead again and laughed in his heart. You were brought to the military court and stripped of your rank as major. You are nothing.

I have worked hard to take care of you for so many years, and you treat me like your grandson every day.

All the antique treasures that I paid for before can be taken back.

So cool, so cool.

But I still feel a little scared, and always feel that this matter is related to Ding Wei.

Only Boss Ding started collecting fuel as soon as he arrived in Tianjin, purchasing it at high prices and buying whatever he could get. The loss of the Japanese supplies was probably related to him.

Although I don't know how Ding Wei took away thousands of tons of goods, I still linked this matter to him.

Brother Ding is really a man with great connections and is hard to figure out.

Half a month later, Mu Wanqiu returned from the mountainous area with a heavy heart. He looked back every step of the way and waved goodbye to Commander Ding.

She was very conflicted.

I admit that I have a slight affection for Ding Wei, but this affection was completely suppressed by the panic in my heart.

The other party turned out to be the commander of the Suirecha Military Region, who was extremely powerful.

As for myself, I am the niece of a big traitor, the kind of person who is stabbed in the back by others.

Chen Yi introduced her to many of the Eighth Route Army's policies and styles, hoping to draw her into the ranks of the Anti-Japanese War.

Being a traitor will make you unable to hold your head up high for the rest of your life.

The trucks returned one after another, and Mu Liancheng found his niece immediately to ask whether the process went smoothly.

He also asked about Boss Ding's situation and why he didn't come with us.

"Uncle, I need to be honest with you. Boss Ding is an Eighth Route Army soldier."

"what?"

Mu Liancheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible. How could Brother Ding's behavior be that of an Eighth Route Army soldier?"

Their knowledge, insights, conversation, and free-spirited personality were definitely not what he thought of the Eighth Route Army.

Mu Wanqiu was very sure and said that the other party was the commander of the Suirecha Military Region.

"Oh my God!"

My calves went weak and I sat down on the sofa.

If the Japanese knew that he had a deal with the Eighth Route Army's military region, he would have many heads chopped off.