Since this transaction was fine, the regiment commander immediately thought of the shells that were in short supply of troops.

If you can exchange food and livestock for a batch of precious artillery shells from the national rescue army, you will have the confidence to concentrate your superior forces and firepower to kill the Japanese and puppet troops that surrounded you, break a gap in the defense line where the Japanese and puppet troops surrounded you, turn the defense into offense, and regain the initiative on the battlefield.

When he thought of it, the regiment commander quickly turned his attention to his partner: "Political Commissar, I remember that when we counterattacked the Japanese and puppet troops some time ago, we seized a lot of food and livestock from their strongholds and traitors, and reduced the amount of food and livestock that was distributed to the villagers. Should there be a lot left?"

The political commissar is the steward of the entire regiment. He knew how many guns there were in the regiment and how much grain and ammunition were stored. He was clear about it. He blurted out when the regiment commander said: "If we leave the troops for three months' rations, we can still take out 80,000 kilograms of grain, of which 15,000 kilograms were fine grains, 65,000 kilograms were coarse grains, and more than 300 livestock were mainly goats, about 250, and the remaining sixty or seventy were fat pigs. Because the soldiers could not marching with livestock, they were temporarily kept in the homes of fellow villagers and could be taken back at any time."

The leader thought for a while and analyzed: "There are almost 1,500 people in our group. Based on the consumption of more than 60,000 kilograms of grain per month, if only one month of food is left, you can still take out 120,000 kilograms of grain."

"That's it, political commissar, you immediately prepare 200,000 kilograms of grain and 300 livestock, take out all the goats in our hands, and send them to the edge of the National Salvation Military Defense Zone as quickly as possible. I went there myself to try to buy more weapons and ammunition from them, especially mortar shells. If there are more, buy at least 200 and send them back!"

Two hundred thousand kilograms of grain and three hundred livestock, with a total value of about three thousand oceans.

It seems a lot, but if you use it to buy arms, the money is not enough, so maybe you can't even buy the equipment of an infantry company.

But this is all the food and livestock that can be taken out in the regiment, which is equivalent to emptying the family of the regiment. In order to prevent accidents, the regiment leader must personally suppress the formation.

Moreover, the regiment commander also wanted to go to the National Salvation Army to see the National Salvation Army commander and verify whether his judgment was true.

The political commissar did not know the secret of the relationship between the National Salvation Army and the Eighth Route Army, so he was still very suspicious of the authenticity of the telegram content.

Suddenly, when he heard that the regiment commander wanted to send all the assets of the regiment to the National Salvation Military Defense Zone to change weapons and ammunition, he was shocked on the spot.

If the content on the telegram is fake or the conspiracy of the National Salvation Army, the food and livestock sent by the troops to the defense zone of the National Salvation Army will definitely enter the tiger's mouth, and the losses in the regiment will be huge.

I quickly reminded: "Captain, you just believe in the contents of the telegram so much. What if it is a conspiracy?"

"Although the telegram was sent to us by the district, this matter is related to 200,000 kilograms of grain and 300 livestock, which is equivalent to all the family assets of our group, and we must be cautious."

"To be safe, can we transport 50,000 kilograms of grain and fifty livestock to explore the way, and then transport the remaining grain and livestock together after confirming that there is no problem."

If it was a deal with other troops of the Jinsui Army, the regiment commander would definitely do so.

But this time the counterparty was to pacify the National Salvation Army, and the regiment commander was at least 80% sure that the National Salvation Army was his own, so there would definitely be no problem with the next transaction.

Shaking his head, answered very affirmatively: "Trade your method, insurance is insurance, but the speed is too slow, and the entire transaction cycle is also very long."

"Fifty thousand kilograms of grain and fifty livestock are worth less than a thousand yuan, and even a platoon of equipment cannot be bought back. It would be a loss for such a lot of trouble to get this little weapon and ammunition. If it is exposed during the transaction and the Japanese notice something, they will definitely strengthen the forces on the blockade line and not give us a chance to make a second transaction."

"So if we want to trade, we will get everything done at once to prevent future troubles!"

The political commissar was still very worried: "But I still think it would be too risky to empty all the assets of the group at one time!"

"Especially, according to your requirements, after you have accumulated 200,000 kilograms, the troops will only have one month's food left. If there is an accident in the transaction, the troops will lose food in a month. I think it's better to be cautious."

The regiment leader insisted on his own idea: "Don't worry, the political commissar, I will go to the national rescue army to complete this transaction myself, and there will definitely be no accidents."

With the repeated insistence of the leader, the political commissar had to compromise.

Liang Hongjiang, the commander of the National Salvation Army, suddenly walked in: "There is a commander of the Eighth Route Army who claims to be active in Laiyuan North to see you, and he also brought several guards. For safety reasons, I was temporarily stopped outside the command center."

"It must be the food we urgently need!" Zhou Cheng shouted with his eyes lit up.

I quickly ordered: "Why are you still standing there? Let them in immediately, I'll welcome you here..."

The regiment commander followed Liang Hongjiang, observing the National Salvation Army while walking, with envy in his eyes.

The national rescue army was very well equipped. Not to mention the 38th bulbs, I saw several crooked hands all the way into the regiment headquarters, and the regiment department even had a 92-type and a mortar.

The guards in the command center were even more exaggerated. Some people patrol back and forth with Jinfa submachine guns, some people were carrying 38 covers, and box cannons were hung around their waists, and double guns were configured...

I have never seen such firepower configuration and equipment in many main troops of the Jinsui Army, let alone the Eighth Route Army, which can definitely be described as luxury.

However, this also proves the strength of the National Salvation Army.

In the past, every time I heard that the National Salvation Army killed many Japanese devils behind enemy lines, I always thought that they were exaggerating the effect and making a fuss. Today, I found that the results they achieved were real, without any exaggeration. Otherwise, the National Salvation Army would not have been equipped with so many Japanese weapons.

The regiment commander walked into the command center with shock and saw several officers coming towards him. After a quick glance at the military ranks on the shoulders of several people, his eyes stopped on the youngest.

He was carrying the rank of colonel on his shoulders, and he was the highest among the people opposite him. He knew at a glance that he was the real master he was looking for.

Although the regiment commander was comparable to Zhou Cheng in terms of position, because the troops were not formally organized and were not awarded a matching rank, Zhou Cheng was his well-deserved superior from the perspective of military rank.

In order to exchange for the weapons and ammunition that I urgently needed, I did not feel embarrassed or unhappy at all, and I saluted decisively: "Hello Commander Zhou, I am the commander of the Third Regiment of the Eighth Route Army who is active in Laiyuan. I heard that the National Rescue Army was short of food and wanted to exchange for food with oceans and weapons and ammunition. I specially brought some food and livestock from the base area, hoping to exchange some equipment and ammunition that our Eighth Route Army urgently needed from your army, and each of them will take the needs. I hope Commander Zhou can agree."

In order to dispel the other party's concerns, Zhou Cheng replied quickly and replied: "Don't worry, if we exchange weapons and ammunition for food and livestock, we did release it."

"As long as you send food and livestock to the edge of the National Rescue Military Defense Zone, we will calculate it immediately based on the market price, and use weapons and ammunition to exchange for the food and livestock you sent, and trade fairly."

"I don't know how much food and livestock your army brought, what weapons and ammunition you want to change back."

"Our National Salvation Army can currently provide 79-caliber rifles, Czech-made, czech-made, czech-style machine gun bullets, grenades, and a small number of mortar shells..."

As soon as he heard the shells, the regiment commander's eyes lit up.

This is one of the purposes of myself to rescue the national military defense zone. I quickly answered: "I brought a total of 200,000 kilograms of grain, including fine grains, coarse grains, and 300 livestock, totaling 3,000 yuan. We want to exchange half of the grain and livestock for mortar shells, and the rest for the machine guns and supporting bullets."

Zhou Cheng considered it: "Because the weapons I gave you were all captured by the puppet troops, only 70% to 80% new, so the price would be slightly cheaper."

"I'll give you fifty rifles, two Czech-made, five thousand seventy nine-caliber bullets, one hundred and fifty mortar shells!"

In the original plan of the regiment commander, the food and livestock he brought must not be exchanged for so many weapons and ammunition, so he nodded and agreed as soon as he heard Zhou Cheng's decision: "No problem, I have sent the food and livestock to the edge of the National Rescue Army's defense zone, and arranged two infantry companies to protect it. Your army can arrange troops to take over at any time."

Zhou Cheng glanced at Tang Yufeng: "Old Tang, please arrange it and complete this transaction as soon as possible to avoid the nights and dreams."

After the deal was negotiated, the two men learned about each other's strength and made a promise to support each other in the future.

When Commander Li was about to leave, Zhou Cheng suddenly suggested: "Captain Li, the food shortage of our National Rescue Army is very large. If you have the conditions, you can continue to help us raise food and livestock after returning to the base area. As long as it can be safely delivered to our National Rescue Army Defense Zone, I promise not to let you suffer."

"In addition, in addition to food and livestock, our National Rescue Army also needs a large amount of iron and copper. If your army can collect and send it to our defense zone, we can also change weapons and ammunition. Of course, we can pay for it."

"By the way, you just said that the Zhengtai Railway Line passes through your base area, and there are several railway stations located in your guerrilla area. I want to ask you to help me keep an eye on the railway lines and these railway stations. If there is military equipment to take this railway line, you must tell us in advance. As long as the news is true, the National Salvation Army will definitely thank you very much."

The leader nodded, but did not take these things seriously.

This kind of transaction would be enough once. He did not intend to continue, nor did he expect to strengthen the strength of the troops through transactions.

Commander Li returned to the trading location the next day, and the weapons and ammunition agreed by the National Salvation Army were sent over.

When the transaction was underway, Commander Li's guard company commander suddenly came over, with surprise and confusion: "Captain, the number of weapons and ammunition is wrong. They sent a total of 100 rifles, four Czech-made, 10,000 stepper machine gun bullets, and 300 shells..."

"so much?"

The commander couldn't help but exclaim, and then turned his gaze to Tang Yufeng next to him: "Deputy Commander Tang, what's going on?"

Tang Yufeng smiled: "This is what our regiment commander asked. He said that the Eighth Route Army was using the most simple equipment to fight against the Japanese behind enemy lines. He was very impressed, so he bought one free of charge for all transactions with you, but this matter must be kept confidential, after all, there is a war zone staring at it!"

When Captain Li heard this, he thought of the judgment that the national-savior army was his own.

At this time, he was at least 90% sure of this judgment. He was excited and quickly promised: "Please rest assured Deputy Commander Tang, I will keep this matter confidential!"

After saying that, the guard company commander who was standing by the side ordered: "Remember, we can't say a word of what we just said. We ordered the troops not to count them anymore. The extra weapons were purchased by us. There is no problem with the quantity. I have already read them in the National Salvation Military Defense Zone."

After saying that, he turned his attention to Tang Yufeng again: "Deputy Commander Tang, if we send food, livestock, and scrap copper and scrap iron mentioned by Commander Zhou in the future, will we also trade at this price?"

"Of course!" Tang Yufeng nodded: "Anything that is sent by Captain Li, buy one free of charge. If you want to exchange food for the ocean, follow this choice and ensure that you won't suffer any losses..."

"Very good!"

Captain Li was so excited that he almost jumped up, and then his mind began to turn. When he thought about going back, he asked the political commissar to collect scrap copper and iron from the entire base, buy food and livestock, and then get the National Savior Army to exchange weapons and ammunition...
Chapter completed!