This place itself has a strong commercial atmosphere, and the devil officers stationed here, under the influence of their ears and eyes, are full of business opportunities, as long as they do it, delegate power, and don't make money too quickly, many of them are full of brains.

The drugs smuggled this time, in this war era, are all more expensive than gold, of course, it is profitable, but the cost is naturally not too low.

Originally, such an important cargo could not be placed in the hands of a small character named Yoshio Hikichi, but recently, I don't know what happened to the Eighth Road, and he attacked everywhere to sabotage and attack the imperial army.

The transportation line was very unsafe, and the goods were temporarily placed in his hands, but they didn't work out but went wrong, and they were all lost.

These scarce materials brought in by huge amounts of money have been cleaned up by the Eighth Road, and this time it is good, and many officers may have to quickly become poor from rich.

The large amount of money invested this time, it was all lost, and he didn't even have a dime left, although this thing was done by Balu, and he was at most a warehouseman.

But those angry bosses who lost their money won't care about this, they will tear him up alive, and now the good man is considering dissecting himself directly.

According to tradition, even if they hate themselves, they have to pinch their noses to give themselves the respect they deserve, but if they give themselves a knife, they can only do it with those hot-blooded fools, and he really can't do it.

The magic of money is huge, think about it, the previous Fangjiashan stronghold was attacked, and there were not many reinforcements, but now as soon as his Chiyang Town stronghold was attacked, half a large team of imperial troops immediately rushed to reinforce.

He also blamed himself for misestimating the cunning of the Eighth Route Army, falling into the plan of attacking the east and west, and failed to hold on until the arrival of reinforcements, otherwise he would not have fallen into such a dilemma.

The man who was in a desperate situation was thinking about his own way out, but Zhang Yunfei was much more relaxed at this time.

Although all units of the Eighth Route Army are now carrying out sabotage operations, they cannot fight every day, and their new regiment has just experienced a major battle and is in concealment and waiting for rest.

They won the battle, but there were three battalion commanders, and two were ordered to write reviews.

In a small village, all of a sudden, the troops of the next regiment were stationed, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were busy, making the whole village full of vitality.

Zhang Yunfei, who finished writing the inspection, couldn't stand Qi Dajiu's harassment, so he lent him a copy of his inspection.

He was surprised, anything could be copied, and he could copy it if he hadn't seen the inspection, could it be that they handed in two identical inspections, and the regiment commander and political commissar couldn't see that his inspection was copied.

How stupid it would be to do the thing of copying other people's inspections, but this guy also has his own set of crooked reasoning, since they all do the same thing, then the inspection should be the same.

Only a guy like him can come up with such a reason, Zhang Yunfei is too lazy to pay attention to him, besides, inspecting this thing is a form in itself, and the most important thing is to let you understand that your behavior is wrong.

Besides, the regiment commander and political commissar don't know his bit of writing and ink yet, and if they can know how to copy a copy, it is estimated that they can really pass the test.

Walking outside the house, looking at the busy people, I felt that with the Eight Roads, the whole village was full of life.

In this desolate and war-torn country, there is a lot of misery and numbness everywhere, and only the location of the Eighth Route Army is full of vitality, and their optimistic spirit infects everyone.

Seeing that the political commissar walked over with Shi Shiran behind his back like an old farmer, Zhang Yunfei immediately trotted a few steps forward to greet him, stood upright and saluted: "Report." ”

"Don't be so polite!" Ji Jingming said indifferently, "Why do you walk with me, I haven't walked around the village for a long time." ”

Zhang Yunfei: "......"

He can kind of see that this political commissar really likes to wander around the village, and you will have a feeling that he should have belonged here when he walked in the village.

For this political commissar, to tell the truth, he really doesn't have any impressions, after all, he doesn't have much contact, but his soldiers' evaluation of him, how to say, is also mixed.

He cares for the soldiers sincerely, but in troubled times, in this era, the fierce generals are more admirable with whom, and this political commissar obviously does not match.

He doesn't have much contact with this political commissar Ji, but there is a gossip man like an iron egg by his side, and he is still very clear about the life of this political commissar Ji.

Political Commissar Ji, before joining the army, was an authentic and honest peasant, his guy came to the Red Army, established a base, he joined the army, followed the team, wind and rain for more than ten years.

His current name of being a political commissar is still taken from the team, and his previous name is Ji Laoshi, of course, this is the intelligence of Tiedan, Zhang Yunfei still doesn't believe it.

This is probably the nickname that everyone gave the political commissar behind their backs, after all, the political commissar Ji used the current name when he arrived in the team, and it is impossible to publicize the name of the soil in the past everywhere.

"Xiao Zhang, our team, organizational discipline is still needed, don't blame the head of the regiment, he is more principled." Ji Jingming said.

"Political commissar, I know, this time we were acting without permission, and what you are criticizing is."

"Look at it, there is still resentment." Ji Jingming said funny.

"Commissar, I really don't, what I said is sincere." Zhang Yunfei hurriedly explained.

This is really hard to explain, you won a battle, and instead of being praised, you were criticized with a split head and a face, saying that you have no complaints, who will believe it.

"Okay, just as you really don't." Political Commissar Ji stopped him from continuing to defend himself, "I don't want to criticize you for anything, I just want to give you a piece of advice, no, or as a person who has come over, give you some experience and suggestions." ”

"As a commander, you must first ensure your own safety before you can better lead the soldiers into battle, and you must remember that you are now a battalion commander, not a commando leader."

"Thank you for your concern, I will definitely pay attention next time." Zhang Yunfei immediately thanked.

"You, it seems that you didn't listen to my words, only by surviving can you work better for the party, I hope you understand this, okay, I said too much, you are also annoying, you go and do your work, I am walking around by myself."

"Yes!"

Zhang Yunfei stood stunned, looking at the political commissar Ji who really looked like he was wandering away with his hands behind his back.

It's a bit inexplicable by what he said, political work cadres generally encourage cadres, and let him spare his life without a head, uh, well, just have a layer of this meaning.

But they are not too familiar, and this kind of heart-to-heart talk is always a little too abrupt.

And their few words of conversation this time have also troubled Zhang Yunfei for many years.