Let’s talk about Wang Ye and Wei Dayong again,

Follow Lao Gou to the logistics department.

Lao Gou seemed very enthusiastic to Wang Ye and Wei Dayong.

Wei Dayong was confused, but Wang Ye knew it very well.

In a word, the life of the Independent Group should be very difficult now.

The three main divisions of the Eighth Route Army, the 115th Division, the 120th Division, and the 129th Division, are the poorest and the hardest.

As the 129th Division's extra-staff regiment, the situation of the Independent Regiment is imagined. The entire regiment has more than 1,000 people and only more than 500 rifles, more than half of which are made in Hanyang and old sleeves.

The average bullet ratio is less than five rounds per gun.

The reason why the Independent Regiment suffered a severe blow a few days ago was that the Yamamoto Special Agents were too strong, and on the other hand, it was because the Independent Regiment had poor equipment and lack of ammunition!

The life of the Independence Group is sad,

The most uncomfortable thing is Lao Gou, the logistics minister.

That's why Lao Gou was so enthusiastic about Wang Ye and Wei Dayong.

Because they were just a first-timer, they contributed a great gift to the Independent Group.

One Type 96 light machine gun, fourteen Type 38 rifles, two Jinfa Type 38 rifles, three southern pistols, and fourteen Japanese steel bayonets!

The most precious one is more than two thousand Arisaka rifle bullets!

The Independent Regiment's ammunition reserves were not sufficient. After fighting with Yamamoto's special forces, he lost his family's fortunes. Lao Gou was so anxious that he was about to use his pants to exchange for bullets.

Now, more than two thousand rifle bullets have been added.

It can be regarded as solving the urgent need of the independent group.

It is precisely because of this that Lao Gou is particularly enthusiastic about the two.

After the greetings, Lao Gou said again: "My Gou is Gou with the word "cao".

"I know." Wei Dayong responded heartlessly, "You are a grass dog."

"What grass dog, are you still wooden dogs?" Lao Gou said angrily, "The word grass is the first one."

Wang Ye smiled and said, "It's the one who lives a life of silence."

"What is a sloppy life, this is not a good word."

Lao Gou said angrily: "In terms of age, I am not as old as your parents, so you have to call me Uncle Gou, but you are not allowed to learn from the leader of the group to call me Lao Gou. Do you remember?"

"Remember, Uncle Gou." Wang Ye cooperated very well.

Wei Dayong refused to shout, thinking that Lao Gou had taken advantage of him.

"Oh, be good." Lao Gou was very satisfied with Wang Ye's performance and said, "You two are lucky. The regiment commander just got two hundred new military uniforms from the border area by the clothing factory. They were cotton and they were so warm in their clothes."

"I'll pick two of the largest sizes for you two."

"I want to say that if you are too tall, there are bad things, Fei Bu."

While talking, Lao Gou took out two sets of cotton military uniforms from the basket.

Wang Ye took off the Japanese cotton coat on his body, picked up the cotton military uniform and put it on his body.

Seeing that Wang Ye was wearing only a pair of shorts under his coat, Lao Gou quickly said, "Wait."

Then he took out a shirt from the basket and smiled and said, "Put this on first."

"Xie Gou Uncle." Wang Ye was not pretentious and took the shirt and cotton military uniform and put it on.

Looking at the two men who had changed into new military uniforms, Lao Gou praised: "Hey, this is the soldier of our Eighth Route Army."

He picked up the military coat that Wang Ye changed and said, "Your coat is not bad. I will wash it for you afterwards, then stitch the holes on the back of your chest and you can wear it again."

Wang Ye smiled and said, "Uncle Gou, this coat belongs to you."

"This is not possible." Lao Gou shook his hand and said, "This is your coat."

"It is also a seized spoil." Wang Ye said, "It should be handed over according to regulations."

"That's it." Lao Gou said, "then you put it into the warehouse of the Logistics Department for soldiers in need."

After putting away his coat, Lao Gou sent them a thin quilt to them, then led them to the front yard and settled them in the dormitory of the guard company.

Lao Gou just walked out of the dormitory.

Wei Dayong rolled the bedding and put it on the Datong bed, and then lay down.

Not only did Wei Dayong lie down, but he even crossed his legs, which was so comfortable.

It is impossible to organize housework, and it is impossible in this life.

Wei Dayong was once a non-commissioned officer of the Central Army, and he was inevitably infected with the habit of beating, scolding and bullying soldiers in the Central Army.

Feeling that a bedding roll was not comfortable enough on his back, Wei Dayong pulled the bedding roll next to him and put it on his back.

"Hey, why are you doing with my bedding?"

The soldier who was sorting out the housekeeping next to him was immediately unhappy.

"What?" Wei Dayong glared at him, "What's wrong with taking you to cover and roll the pads? It won't break."

"This is my quilt, and it has been folded." The warrior said unhappily, "Why do you touch my bedding without my permission? Come back soon and help me fold it."

"Oh, challenge me, right?" Wei Dayong stood up suddenly.

The soldier didn't expect Wei Dayong to be so fierce and was shocked.

At this time, a veteran next to him who was playing leggings refused.

Although this veteran is not tall, he is very strong.

The veteran walked up to Wei Dayong, raised his head and stared straight into Wei Dayong's eyes.

Wei Dayong naturally refused to give in and immediately lowered his head, and the two of them almost pushed their noses together.

The veteran frowned and said, "You are so awesome now? You dare to challenge the veteran when you first came?"

"Is the veteran awesome?" Wei Dayong said with his eyes glaring, "I used to be in the 27th Division of the Central Army. I dared to ask the veteran who had been a three-year-old to bring me foot wash water. I was not convinced? I beat him until he was convinced!"

"I'm really panting when I say you're fat?" the veteran said in a deep voice, "Practice?"

"Okay." Wei Dayong rolled up his sleeves and said sneeringly, "I'll give you three moves."

"Looking for death!" The veteran was furious and suddenly punched Wei Dayong in the chest.

Seeing this, Wang Ye shook his head. This veteran seemed to have practiced his fists for several years, but it was far behind Wei Dayong, the flower monk from Shaolin Temple.

Sure enough, Wei Dayong easily avoided it with just one sideways.

"Oh, I really have a chance." The veteran took a step back and his expression became solemn.

Wei Dayong sneered: "Boy, you only have to practice your three-legged kung fu."

"You say I'm a three-legged cat? You're no better than me." After the veteran said that, he lowered his body and swept his legs and swept Wei Dayong down.

However, Wei Dayong only took a step back and easily avoided it.

The veteran took a step forward and punched Wei Dayong in the chest.

Wei Dayong did not hide this time and was punched by the veteran.

With a bang, Wei Dayong did not move at all, but the veteran took a step back.

When Wang Ye saw this, he couldn't help but smile. Wei Dayong suffered this volume, and probably felt bad.

Sure enough, Wei Dayong's eyes showed fierce light and said viciously: "Boy, three moves have passed, now it's my turn!"

"Come on!" The veteran knew he was defeated, but he was not timid at all and said loudly, "Grandpa never takes advantage of others. He also lets you three moves. Come on, let's put the horse over."

"You are just like that, let me make three moves?"

Wei Dayong sneered: "Please take my punch first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Dayong had already punched him.

The veteran subconsciously turned sideways, but failed to escape.

With a bang, the veteran fell backwards.

After falling out at least two meters, the veteran hit the wall again, shaking the whole house slightly, and then collapsed softly to the ground against the wall.

Wei Dayong only used 50% of his punch.

But he still beat the veteran half to death.

There were seven or eight soldiers in the same dormitory. They quickly stepped forward to help the veteran and called the squad leader.

Wei Dayong spat and said disdainfully: "Dough-like goods are worth challenging me?"

Wei Dayong has now aroused the public's anger. The Independent Group suffered a great loss in the encounter a few days ago and was called a dough by the boss. The whole group was holding its breath.

Wei Dayong accidentally said this dough, but he poked the hornet's nest.

The eyes of seven or eight soldiers turned red, and they all stared at Wei Dayong like a wolf.
To be continued...