I, the director of the clothing factory, have unlimited soldiers!

Qin Hai laughed and said, after a round of greetings, his relationship with Zhao Gang quickly became closer, and Zhao Gang also felt that this boy was quite capable and was definitely someone worth associating with.

"Comrade Qin, I'll take care of this. When I get to the independent regiment, I hope Comrade Qin will let me have a glass of your good wine."

Done.

Zhao Gang also patted Qin Hai's shoulder with great appreciation, and the two smiled at each other. People who didn't know them would really think they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"boom!"

at this time,

A gunshot pierced the night sky.

The two people who were chatting were immediately awakened by the gunshot.

"There is a situation!"

Qin Hai was the first to react and immediately drew the pistol from his waist. The tank hunter Chen Lie followed closely behind him and quickly ran towards the direction of the gunshot.

Zhao Gang also immediately realized that something was wrong.

He drew out his pistol without hesitation.

"Follow!"

Qin Hai led the way and climbed towards the hillside where the gunshots were coming from. He knew very well that occupying the high ground would naturally give him the upper hand.

Qin Hai came to a protruding rock and stopped with his back against the rock.

"Have you found out what happened?"

He turned and looked at Chen Lie beside him.

The latter hid behind the cover and carefully observed the movements in the distance. Appearing on the line so late at night was enough to make him not be careless.

"Someone!"

"Only one, to be exact."

Chen Lie said with some surprise.

The moonlight was dim and the distance was far, so all I could make out was a staggering figure that seemed like it would fall down at any moment.

Qin Hai leaned over and looked.

It was indeed as Chen Lie said, but when Qin Hai took a closer look, he felt that the voice sounded familiar.

"Could it be Monk Wei?"

Qin Hai muttered softly.

It was too dark at night and too far away to see clearly, but this figure was strong and looked very much like the Monk Wei in my memory.

"If it's Monk Wei, I can't let him go back to that old man Li Yunlong!"

Looking at the crumbling figure in the distance, Qin Hai's eyes flickered.

Monk Wei was a rare elite soldier. After being picked up by Li Yunlong, he became his bodyguard.

Speaking of,

He has saved Li Yunlong's life countless times. Now that I have met such a talent, I can't give him to Li Yunlong!

"Director, do you want to send someone to take a look?"

Chen Lie on the side asked cautiously.

There is only one person below, even if it is a Japanese, it would be very easy to catch him with the strength of the veteran company.

of course,

The most important thing is that there are no pursuers, so I can rest assured.

But before Qin Hai could answer, Monk Wei finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a bang.

"What happened? Why did that person fall down?"

Zhao Gang, who was hiding behind the bunker, looked into the distance and asked with some doubt. This guy is indeed suspicious to appear on the enemy's transportation line so late.

But now Qin Hai has no time to explain.

"Chen Lie, send two brothers to follow me."

Qin Hai slid down the slope quickly, and Chen Lie followed closely behind. When they got to the bottom, Qin Hai flipped him over.

I recognized him as Wei Dayong at first glance.

The guy was injured and his hands were covered in blood when he turned over.

"Chen Lie, ask two brothers to carry him away. This guy is seriously injured and we can't delay any longer!"

Saying,

The two veterans skillfully carried Monk Wei on their shoulders and followed Qin Hai quickly.

Zhao Gang who was far away also arrived.

But seeing this scene, Qin Hai obviously had no time to explain.

"Political Commissar Zhao, this guy has lost too much blood. I have to send him back immediately. When I have the chance in the future, I will go to the Independent Regiment to have a drink with you in person."

After all,

Qin Hai took the unconscious Monk Wei, passed by Zhao Gang, and hurried to the clothing factory.

Qin Hai came quickly.

Go fast too.

Looking at the receding figure, Zhao Gang, who was unable to help at all, seemed a little dazed.

"Leaving now?"

Watching Qin Hai and the others quickly disappear into the night, Zhao Gang scratched his head, looking puzzled.

but,

The enemy's transportation routes have been attacked, and we'll be in trouble if we stay any longer.

"Comrades, retreat!"

Zhao Gang quickly mounted his horse and, without paying any attention to Qin Hai, rushed towards Laoyang Village where the independent regiment was stationed.

Dust was flying in the mountains and forests,

Qin Hai was hurrying on his way.

After about a quarter of an hour of rushing, he finally returned to the garment factory and immediately began to arrange for treatment.

Time flies.

Qin Hai, who was standing guard outside the ward door, fell asleep unconsciously.

……

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window.

It was almost noon when he woke up. Jiang Dashan, the old man from the logistics department, did not urge him and let him sleep until noon.

however,

Comrade Jiang Dashan was not idle during this period. He was busy dispatching the guard platoon to help the villagers and quickly transfer the supplies back.

All morning,

Jiang Dashan had a big smile on his face.

"Haha, let's congratulate each other, all this is thanks to the folks!"

Looking at the mountains of supplies, Jiang Dashan was full of energy and excited.

Winning the battle is indeed good news worth celebrating.

Especially since Qin Hai won a great victory without losing a single soldier and brought back so many valuable supplies.

Today, the most pressing need for the Eighth Route Army is supplies.

With this batch of supplies,

Their garment factories are now more confident in what they say!

"Director, come and have a drink of water. We won a great victory. You have made a great contribution!"

As soon as the door opened,

Jiang Dashan was like meeting his own father and wanted to praise Qin Hai to the sky.

but,

Facing Jiang Dashan's words, Qin Hai curled his lips slightly.

"Do you still have any objections now?"

Hearing this,

Although Jiang Dashan was somewhat dissatisfied, he immediately shook his head humbly.

"Haha, the factory director is worthy of being the factory director. From now on, I will never go west if you point the way east. I will follow your lead!"

Jiang Dashan said this seriously.

Seeing the old man's serious look, Qin Hai took a sip of tea leisurely and relaxed his body.

"Did you see the 10,000 yuan in the supplies? That's the capital for our garment factory to make a fortune in the future. You have to take good care of it. Take out 2,000 yuan to buy food first. We are not looking for profit. We are in logistics and we have to ensure that the troops can keep up with the supply!"

Qin Hai waved his hand, and Jiang Dashan nodded repeatedly with an attitude of giving instructions.

To know,

Ten thousand yuan is not a small sum of money nowadays.

This time, they seized so many supplies from the Japanese. This was the richest spoils of war he had ever seen since he joined the army.

"Director, we have run out of homespun cloth too, look..."

Jiang Dashan counted on his fingers. They still had a lot of gaps to fill. Ten thousand was a lot, but it was obviously not enough to maintain the supply of such a large-scale army for long.

"Pay me all the money, spend what you need to spend, and if there is any money left, put it on the guard's account. Do you understand? This is the spoils we won ourselves, and it doesn't count as the money that went into the garment factory!

Qin Hai said seriously.

This was won by the soldiers who fought hard. Although the battle was easy, we won in the end, didn’t we?

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Director."

Jiang Dashan agreed without hesitation.

After seeing Qin Hai's abilities, he was completely convinced. This guy brought back so many supplies overnight.

I am truly convinced.

The garment factory serves as a logistics department, far away from the front line, and the people here have never actually been to the battlefield.