"Rich man, you can't raise your supplementary regiment and advance detachment without me." Zeng Jiwen said unhappily, then turned to Ye Chenghuan and said with a smile: "Chenghuan, I see that Old Chen has a lot of talented people. Look at Old Chen, it's been so long, and he's not even willing to put together a Japanese-equipped regiment. Why don't you come to me? I have a real Japanese-equipped regiment. In a few months, I can make you a column commander, so that Old Chen won't be so stingy."

When Ye Chenghuan heard Zeng Jiwen's words, his face immediately turned black. He muttered, "You two are bickering here, and you drag me into this. I'm afraid the brigade commander will nag me every day when I go back." He quickly waved his hand and said, "Old leader, please stop teasing me. If you keep saying that, I'm afraid the brigade commander will nag me every day when I go back to my regiment headquarters."

Sure enough, after hearing Zeng Jiwen's words, Old Chen immediately got furious and cursed, "Damn Zeng Jiwen, I came here with good intentions to support you, but I didn't expect that a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you would still be thinking about my people."

Zeng Jiwen curled his lips and sneered, "I'm not the local rich man that some people talk about. I'm doing business with you. A Japanese-equipped regiment, it's not a loss." Old Chen immediately waved his hands and cursed Zeng Jiwen, "You son of a bitch, don't even think about it. I'll go and get it myself. I don't even care about a mere Japanese-equipped regiment!"

Everyone laughed after hearing this. Zhou Xi said with a smile, "You two always bicker whenever you meet. You're both grown up, but you don't care about the impact. It would be terrible if the soldiers saw you."

"Old Zhou, look, what Zeng Jiwen said is sensible. I ran so far to help Master Zeng, but Master Zeng still cares about the people under me, a small brigade commander. Do you think he would do that?" Old Chen said with envy.

"Then you met the master, but you didn't salute, huh?" Zeng Jiwen suddenly said seriously with a bad taste.

"I can't argue with you. You can turn black into white with your mouth. I don't know who taught you that. School doesn't teach people to brag. I don't think you should be a brigade commander. You should follow the chief of the general staff to fool those people in Shanghai, and they should help you count the money after you sell them." Old Chen said to Zeng Jiwen angrily.

After everyone finished joking around, they returned to the 84th Regiment headquarters. Old Chen sat on a chair, drinking hot water, and smiled at Zeng Jiwen, "Tell me, Master, why did you rush to call me here? If there was something you couldn't just tell me in a telegram, why did you have to call me? I've been very busy lately."

Wang Zhuo laughed heartily after hearing what Lao Chen had said. He explained, "Lao Chen, the telegram doesn't explain everything clearly. The brigade commander had no choice but to ask you to come. He also has some goodies for you. Our brigade hasn't even finished equipping itself yet!" (The divisional organization was confirmed after the war, so don't ask.)

After hearing this, Lao Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, "Is there something good over at the military factory?"

Zeng Jiwen nodded. "I've thought of a weapon at the military factory and have it manufactured. It's very effective against Japanese armored units and conventional firepower points. You'll definitely need it during this Japanese raid."

"Is that the weapon you said you had in your telegram last time to deal with these Japanese things?" Old Chen immediately became interested. "Yes, that's it. I'll show you later. Although the current production is low, it's enough for us to use." Zeng Jiwen nodded in response.

Zeng Jiwen continued, "In addition, I will give you 2000 rounds of artillery shells for your artillery regiment. You already have weapons, so you don't need to bring them. I will give you 70 rounds of bullets, 20 rounds of light and heavy machine gun ammunition, and 12000 grenades."

"Well, I'm pretty good, right?" Zeng Jiwen said smugly. Old Chen didn't care about Zeng Jiwen's display and thought thoughtfully, "It seems that the Taihang Military Factory's production has increased. How is it going now?"

"It's enough to supply your and my troops for now. The Japanese army's gun factory doesn't produce much. You know, we don't lack guns for the time being. We mainly produce ammunition, light and heavy machine guns, and the two weapons I mentioned. In another month, other equipment will arrive one after another, including those people you and I sent out before. Next year, our brother troops in the north will also be able to start supplying them." Zeng Jiwen explained to Lao Chen.

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