Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

After returning to the valley, Gu Changfeng started to get busy again. He suddenly realized that the things in the space had not been taken out yet.

Now that I have time, I might as well take them out together.

After an hour of hard work, the space was finally cleared. There was another piece of grain in the valley, plus the gold bars, silver dollars, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry and other things confiscated from the Gu family's basement.

Gu Changfeng made a rough count and found that there were more than 300 small yellow croakers and more than 20,000 silver dollars.

He didn't know the prices of the other items, so after thinking for a while, he put the antiques and calligraphy and paintings away.

Now that the war is imminent, it would be a loss to take action at this time. It would be good to have it as a backup for future emergencies.

It was almost 8 o'clock in the morning when Zhao Ziqing led the team. Seeing Gu Changfeng, who was covered in dust, he burst into laughter.

"Changfeng, are you begging? How did you end up like this?"

The group of soldiers following behind Zhao Ziqing couldn't help laughing when they saw Gu Changfeng's appearance.

Gu Changfeng said angrily: "Old Zhao, are you sick? I just went back to the Gu family and got some weapons, and you went begging."

Liu Dazhuang took a look at Gu Changfeng's clothes and face, and was also very happy. He said with a smile.

"Changfeng, look at your clothes and face, haha!"

Gu Changfeng had been busy for several days and had not noticed this problem. He lowered his head and looked at his clothes.

He said angrily: "You guys are so heartless. I worked so hard to get these things, and you are still laughing."

After a few days of traveling, the clothes he changed into in Changshu were torn and his face was black, so it was no wonder that the two of them laughed at him.

When talking about this, the two stopped laughing and became serious.

Zhao Ziqing glanced behind Gu Changfeng and asked, "What weapons have you got? Show us!"

Gu Changfeng snorted and said, "You two are really something. I worked so hard to get supplies and weapons, and you laughed at me. Your consciences have been eaten by dogs."

"Hey, Changfeng, Changfeng, we are wrong. Hurry up and show us what weapons you have."

Liu Dazhuang said flatteringly.

"Look for yourself." Gu Changfeng said pretending to be angry.

"Brother Gu, do we have any weapons from our firepower platoon?" Xiao Wu asked as he came closer.

Gu Changfeng shook his head and said, "Your firepower platoon has enough crooked handles. We'll do that next time. We got a lot of scopes this time."

Xiao Wu said somewhat disappointedly, "Okay, but we only have about 2000 submachine gun bullets left. Did you get this this time?"

Gu Changfeng was startled and said with a wry smile, "I really forgot about this. Let's save some for later use!"

After several major battles, the submachine gun bullets were consumed a lot, and it was considered good to still have more than 2000.

There are too many types of bullets, which is also a headache for him, but there is nothing he can do about it, he can only look at it later.

"Changfeng, what kind of weapon is this, an anti-aircraft machine gun?" Zhao Ziqing shouted.

Gu Changfeng turned his head, glanced at him, said yes, and ignored him again.

After hearing the answer, Zhao Ziqing ignored Gu Changfeng's attitude and happily began to study the weapon.

Gu Changfeng chatted with Xiaowu for a few more words, and then began to order the soldiers to move supplies and weapons.

If you want to do research, you can't do it in a place like this, right? Can't you go back and look at it?

Zhou Qianli was right in his consideration. Gu Changfeng exchanged a lot of ammunition this time, and there were hundreds of boxes of bullets and shells alone.

There were still tens of thousands of kilograms of grain, and in addition to the ones on the wheelbarrows, more than 1000 people were carrying their loads.

Along the way, the soldiers chatted happily.

"Do you know what I'm carrying?" an old battalion squad leader said proudly.

"Squad leader, tell me, I always hear Captain Huang talk about how many Japanese soldiers you killed. Is Captain Huang really bragging?"

"Yes, I heard that you wiped out two Japanese battalions in Qingpu City before."

The newly joined soldiers spoke up one after another.

"This thing is called a rocket launcher. Previously in Qingpu City, Platoon Leader Li from our artillery company fired six rounds, and six Japanese tanks were scrapped."

"Do you think this weapon is powerful?"

The squad leader's vanity was satisfied, and he began to talk about his previous achievements one by one.

In fact, he did not participate in the tank battle, but only heard about it from his brothers in the artillery company.

As soon as the squad leader finished speaking, exclamations came from the surrounding soldiers.

They knew the Japanese tanks very well. They were just iron turtles, but this weapon could actually knock them down with one shot!

It was unbelievable to them.

Li Jie also came and was standing near the squad leader. When he heard everyone exclaiming, he felt so happy!

And he had just seen that there were more than a hundred boxes of artillery shells. Those things were prepared for his artillery company.

Thinking of the scene of killing the Japanese one by one with one shot, he was overjoyed.

Gu Changfeng was carrying a box of rifle bullets on his back, and he didn't take it seriously when he heard the soldiers talking.

This is perfectly normal. If everyone is in high spirits, they will not be afraid of fighting the Japanese.

After winning a few more battles, the new soldiers will also grow up.

When we returned to the valley outside the village, it was already afternoon and Zhou Qianli was already waiting there.

Seeing Gu Changfeng and his group coming back, he immediately smiled and said, "Changfeng, you've worked so hard to bring back so many things."

Gu Changfeng glanced at Zhao Ziqing and said, "Look at Old Zhou, he's very good at talking, but you two are just ungrateful."

After saying that, he snorted and said to Zhou Qianli:

"Eat first, and then we'll have a meeting. The battle for Jinling City is about to begin, so let's discuss it."

"Okay, the food is ready and we're waiting for you!" said Zhou Qianli.

Just when Gu Changfeng was about to ask Wan Chenghai to count the supplies, this guy had already taken over, looking like a complete money-grubber.

Gu Changfeng smiled and said, "Old Wan, the money-grubber, must be having a good time lately!"

"Well, it's okay, but the supplies we exchanged with Commander Wang are not that much." Zhou Qianli said.

Gu Changfeng frowned and asked, "How far have we reached?"

Zhou Qianli explained: "It reached 5 kilograms. I thought it was enough, so I didn't say anything."

"By the way, we have to send the bazooka shells to them later."

"First, tell me why not all of them are in place. Why?" Gu Changfeng was a little unhappy.

All the machine guns and rocket launchers were handed over, but not even half of the food was given.

Zhou Qianli said, "Actually, we can't blame them. Commander Wang has already explained it to me."

"They had just received a batch of supplies, but something went wrong during transportation, leaving them with insufficient food for their troops."

"Commander Wang squeezed out these 50,000 jin!"

In fact, Song Xilian had given up, but Wang Yaowu begged for it at the cost of his dignity.

However, after he knew that Gu Changfeng was not here, he did not tell Zhou Qianli.

Gu Changfeng thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. Although the Yangtze River was not completely blocked now, it was not far from being blocked.

There are still many dangerous situations just on the west side of the Yangtze River.

Another line is the Jinpu Railway, but this line alone has to supply supplies to hundreds of thousands of troops, as well as the people of Jinling City.

All these things added up to give Gu Changfeng a headache. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it and just let it be.