Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Under the leadership of Ye Zhonghua, the political work propaganda team quickly connected with Yuanshan, which was located in Wula, more than 100 kilometers away from Erenhot.

Yuanshan and his father seem to be carved from the same mold, with a round head and a small mustache, a typical Mongolian man.

"Captain Ye, welcome! I and the soldiers of the Liberation Brigade have been waiting for a long time!"

Ye Zhonghua is now the one who holds the initiative, so he sits back and waits for Yuanshan to speak.

"Haha, Brigade Commander Yuanshan, our political work propaganda team is just here to exchange ideas and see if there is anything we can learn from you in terms of political work!"

Yuanshan frowned. He hated the term "political work" to a great extent. The fathers and relatives of their Liberation Brigade were killed more or less because of these few words.

"What a bullshit political work! That's just an excuse for those demons to slaughter our compatriots! Our compatriots are hungry and cold, and they have to pay tribute to Country E like a vassal state!

If you express the slightest dissatisfaction, you will be labeled a counter-revolutionary and then face bayonets, bullets and whips!

Is this what is called political work? Is this how political work is done? "

As Yuanshan spoke, his emotions gradually got out of control and he began to speak without restraint, not paying any attention to Ye Zhonghua in front of him.

When he saw Ye Zhonghua smiling, he realized that he had said too much.

"I'm sorry, Captain Ye, we don't hate political work, we hate the executioners who use this name to persecute our fellow countrymen in Mobei!"

Ye Zhonghua felt relieved when he saw Yuanshan's expression which didn't seem to be acting.

"You are as straightforward as your father! I admire you! Brigade Commander Yuanshan, do you know how your father died?"

When talking about the cause of Gendeng's death, Yuanshan's expression became increasingly ugly.

"I know! The charge is that he is a spy for Japan! But I will never believe that my father is their spy! Although he is an impulsive person, he is definitely not a reckless person who would become a spy!

This is definitely persecution from Country E, but I just can’t understand why the little shoemaker would suddenly turn hostile! "

Everything came naturally, and Ye Zhonghua took a sip of butter tea.

"Let me tell you, your father offended Stalin because he slapped him, but this slap was not for himself, but for all Mongolian compatriots! He is a hero!"

Yuanshan's eyes were wide open, his eye sockets almost bursting, and he grabbed Ye Zhonghua's hand.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Ye Zhonghua patted Yuanshan's hand gently, and then reiterated the story he had heard from Lin Shubing.

Yuanshan angrily smashed the table in the yurt to vent his anger.

"Captain Ye, how did you know?"

"Haha, I just happened to hear it from a soldier from Country E who was on guard at the scene. Of course, you can verify its authenticity!"

Yuanshan nodded. No matter what the reason was, it was a fact that Gendeng died at the hands of the shoemaker. It was also a fact that thousands of Mobei compatriots were persecuted.

"Captain Ye, we have heard about your record of defeating the Japanese in Mongolia. I have an unsolicited request. Can you share some of the weapons you captured from the Japanese with us?

I know this is a bit abrupt, but there is really no other way. I can't watch my Mongolian eagle fighting the reactionary forces with a shotgun!

We only need 200, or 100 if that doesn't work!"

Yuanshan stood respectfully in front of Ye Zhonghua with an extremely sincere attitude.

"No, no, no, our independent column will never interfere in your internal affairs, although your so-called Mobei still belongs to China in principle."

Yuanshan lowered his head in disappointment. After all, it was indeed an unwise choice to offend the powerful Country E for him.

Moreover, they had no other relationship with the Independent Column.

"I am sorry for being so presumptuous, Captain Ye! Please have some tea!"

Yuanshan poured Ye Zhonghua a cup of tea, then stood aside respectfully again.

"Haha, although I can't support you with weapons, if the supplies we have left on the carriage outside are stolen because they are not properly guarded, then we have no way to deal with it!"

"What? Who dares to steal your supplies?"

Yuanshan widened his eyes, thinking that he was the local boss after all, and there were still people who were so blind as to mess with his guests.

Ye Zhonghua didn't expect that Yuanshan was really honest.

"Well, what if it was someone from your Liberation Brigade who stole it?"

"Impossible, we don't have such people in our Liberation Brigade!"

"Captain Yuanshan, yes!"

Ye Zhonghua wanted to throw the supplies in front of him immediately and ask him to steal them.

Yuanshan looked at Ye Zhonghua's urgent eyes before turning the corner.

"Yes, yes, yes, you can have it!"

Yuanshan hurriedly left, leaving Ye Zhonghua sitting alone in the yurt.

He laughed to himself twice, never expecting that one day he would beg others to steal his supplies.

There were more than 10 horse-drawn carriages of weapons and equipment, including more than 2,000 Type 38 rifles and cavalry rifles, more than 100 machine guns, 300,000 rounds of ammunition, 20 mortars, and 1,000 rounds of shells.

There are also a lot of medicines, cotton and cloth.

Ten minutes later, Yuanshan ran back excitedly and looked at Ye Zhonghua excitedly.

"Captain Ye, that's great, we are brothers from now on!"

"Haha, I just did a small job. In addition, although your soldiers are brave, they seem to lack the necessary training."

Speaking of this, Yuanshan looked worried. Although these Mongolian soldiers fought desperately and looked like they were risking their lives, they had no rules and their combat effectiveness was very weak.

"Captain Ye, we were all born in the wild, and we don't have any knowledgeable officers!"

"If you don't mind, I picked up a group of people on the road. They might know something and can help you!"

"Really? Ask them to come and see!"

Ye Zhonghua brought Yuanshan in front of the neatly lined propaganda team. Each of the soldiers with shaved heads looked extremely murderous.

"Great! Can you lend it to me?"

"Captain Yuanshan, I can lend it to you, but I have two things to state in advance.

First, we have absolutely no intention of interfering in your internal affairs, and we will not do so now or in the future, except for your main request, of course.

We do this in the hope that one day, when you succeed, you will be kind to us!"

Yuanshan nodded. It would be no fun if the tiger was driven away and the jackal came again!

Although Ye Zhonghua only made a verbal promise, it was enough. After all, he only had less than a thousand men.

"Well, I believe in the style of the Independent Column and the character of Captain Ye. What's the second point?"