The mask was shot off, my husband, you are the king of spy wars

Chapter 309 Thank you, Godfather

Han Congxue was stunned for a moment after hearing what Lin Xia said, but immediately rolled her eyes at him.

"Tch, glib."

"Anyway!"

"Next time, don't leave quietly. At least tell me!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Do you know how many people I asked to look for you but couldn't find you!" Han Congxue looked angry. His cute yet fierce look made Lin Xia unable to stop.

Lin Xia smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Are you worried about me?"

"And you said you were reluctant to let me go?"

"Don't forget, someone pointed a gun at me a few days ago."

Han Congxue was forced into a corner by Lin Xia, and felt a little guilty for a moment.

It's strange. He was clearly preparing to make a big scene, but for some reason, he was completely defenseless against Lin Xia's sweet words.

It's like he has it completely under his control.

Han Congxue: "You...you..."

"I......"

"I don't!"

"I wish I could have shot you that day."

"If it weren't for the fact that you asked Shadow to save us that day, and there was someone who drove a boat to save us."

"I should have killed you then."

Lin Xia was helpless. Why did the other party always appear to have a sharp tongue but a soft heart?

There is nothing we can do about it, since the two sides have different positions.

I think if we were in the same position, it would be very virtuous...

Of course, that’s all I think about now.

Afterwards, Han Congxue once again asked Lin Xia why she saved her that day, and Lin Xia could only answer, "I would never let my wife get hurt."

Although these words are very emotional, they are very useful to Han Congxue.

At least Han Congxue stopped asking what had happened, and Lin Xia later promised his wife that he would tell her the whole story within three months.

The other party had no choice but to believe it, so Lin Xia could only try her best.

The most direct way now is to continuously expand the army in the suburbs of Songcheng under the cover of the Qing Gang.

In general, all fear comes from insufficient firepower.

When I have a thousand people under my command, I have the qualifications to speak; when I have ten thousand people under my command, I can stand up and speak; when I have a hundred thousand people under my command, whatever I say is the final word!

Lin Xia continued to help Master Ying Er in Qingban these days.

On the one hand, he continued to expand his influence and connections, and on the other hand, he used this to protect his own troops and try not to let the Qing Gang find out that there was such a force in the suburbs.

Half a month passed, and Lin Xia had been asking Zhang Dali and others to expand the number of troops.

On average, Lin Xia would send food and money over every half a month. It was no exaggeration to say that their troops now ate better than the National Army.

However, the training is really tiring. The training plan formulated by Lin Xia can basically be called a devilish training plan, and the soldiers are sweating profusely every day.

As the saying goes, “Sweat doesn’t bleed.”

Shengqi was recruiting soldiers in a more remote village. If he wanted to meet Lin Xia's requirements as soon as possible, he had to continue to expand his army.

In just half a month, the number has expanded from one thousand to twenty-five hundred, and the number is still rising.

As Lin Xia said, money can make the world go round.

In the middle of the month, the troops received an epic reinforcement.

Shengqi, who was leading his troops on patrol that day, suddenly saw several military trucks rushing towards them from afar.

Shengqi immediately panicked. Only they themselves knew about this training base, and no one else knew about it.

"Could it be that the Japanese patrol has come this way?"

"Everyone, prepare to fight!"

Following Shengqi's orders, nearly two thousand soldiers prepared for battle and lay in the trenches at the entrance of the village.

But as the military trucks got closer, Shengqi could gradually see them clearly.

They were not enemy troops at all, but Eighth Route Army soldiers wearing the same uniform as theirs who got off the car and walked towards them.

An Eighth Route Army cadre with a scar on his head ran over and said, "Hello."

"Excuse me, is Commander Lin here?"

Zhang Dali, the group leader, was also stunned. He stepped forward in a panic and said, "Hello... hello."

"You...you are..."

"Wait, you are Captain Matuma?"

Matu smiled and said, "Damn, you just recognized me now?"

"Headquarters asked me to send you some equipment."

"Where's Brigadier General Lin Xia?"

Ma Tu's face was full of anticipation, he wanted to see Lin Xia as soon as possible.

Zhang Dali scratched his head and said, "Captain Ma, Brigadier General Lin is not here."

"He should be in the city. He basically only comes back once every two weeks."

Matu felt a little disappointed when he heard him say that. In the end, he could only unload all the supplies and leave in shame.

Zhang Dali and his group were stunned after moving boxes of supplies back to the village!

After opening the boxes one by one, I found that they were all...weapons!

"I rely on!"

"Type 99 rifles, heavy machine guns, mortars, Hanyang rifles, Type 38 rifles, hand grenades, and bastard shells."

"They are all good things."

"Commander Liu is usually so stingy that it's a real headache, but now he's so generous?"

"It's really... unexpected."

Zhang Dali was a little excited for a while, but as the troops continued to expand, weapons and ammunition began to become increasingly scarce.

Now this batch of weapons just happened to solve their urgent needs.

Fat Monkey and Shengqi gathered together to look at the batches of weapons.

"Hey, you say... could it be that our brigade commander asked Division Commander Liu directly for it?"

"Could it be that our brigade commander is a favorite of Division Commander Liu? Can he just take this equipment?" Zhang Dali asked doubtfully.

The fat monkey at the side rolled his eyes at him and patted his chest, saying, "Hey, Commander Zhang, can you be a little more courageous? What do you mean by "Is Commander Lin a favorite of Division Commander Liu?"

"Does my brother Xiao Lin need to be Commander Liu's favorite? What a joke."

"My brother Xiaolin is his own celebrity!"

Zhang Dali rolled his eyes at him, obviously not believing it at all.

Afterwards, Zhang Dali reported the situation to Songcheng.

After receiving the telegram, Li Yan immediately reported it to Lin Xia in the courtyard.

Lin Xia couldn't help but smile as she looked at the telegram.

"It seems that my godfather and the others must have spoken. Otherwise, how could Commander Liu be so stingy and give me so much equipment?"

"Li Yan, send power to northern Shaanxi immediately."

Li Yan, who hadn't eaten yet, nodded and said, "What do you want to send?"

"Should we write some kind of... thank you speech this time?"

"Or should I write something..."

Lin Xia thought about it, shook her head, and said, "Just write it."