Xiucai, who has been messing with foreign GIs in Ledo Hospital all day long, has already arrived at the news, but Zhao Zhi doesn't care. Having food and drink, and having a gun in your hand is the benefit, besides, Old Man Holly has asked Zhao Zhi and his people to go to the hospital several times. Although Holly is mostly interested in the medicine in Zhao Zhi's hands, this is also a way out, even if Yu Shicun redivides the station, Zhao Zhi has a place to go.

Uncle Guo and Lao Pao also took a fancy to a place, there is a hillside less than 2 miles away from Leduo, which is not only close to the mountains and rivers, but also a dead end of artillery fire, which is a good place to camp. Uncle Guo has always been disgusted with foreigners, and there are so many materials in the warehouse, sooner or later someone will be jealous, it would be better to stay away from them.

Sure enough, as Zhao Zhi expected, there was no Zhao Zhi in the station they redivided, and it seemed that Zhao Zhi and them had forgotten about them. However, Zhao Zhi's current garrison has not been assigned to other troops, after all, Zhao Zhi's battle by the Ledo River is very good, as for Zhao Zhi's supplies, Yu Shicun does not think about it at all. The depressed old cannon took people to the chosen place early in the morning, they were going to cut down trees today, and like in the ping field, the old cannon was ready to build his own house.

Zhao Zhi and Uncle Guo, who had nothing to do, leaned in the shade to hide from the sun, and the defeated soldiers who had been recruited in the Ledo Hospital had already received an order from Yu Shicun, asking them to temporarily return to the sequence of the 114th Regiment. There were less than 30 of the defeated soldiers who fought with Zhao Zhi left, and half of them were still in the hospital with injuries, and the remaining intact guys were simply wrapped in gauze bandages and all pretended to be sick and admitted to the hospital. The entire warehouse is now only left with Zhao Zhi, Uncle Guo and two lightly injured elites.

"The things in our warehouse are going to be moved out quickly, the British troops are back, if they come over to see, we won't be able to explain" Uncle Guo asked Zhao Zhi worriedly, sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to have too many things. "I'll move tonight, I'll let Lao Pao set up a few tents first, let's move over there at night, and let it go here" Zhao Zhi was very leisurely, smoking unhurriedly.

There are still a lot of weapons and ammunition in the warehouse, originally according to Zhao Zhi's meaning, these British-style firearms are not needed, but the old uncle disagreed, saying that when there was a chance, he would get them back to Kunming and hand them over to profiteers to sell. Zhao Zhi didn't dare to imagine how so many weapons could be transported back to Kunming, but the rich man who stayed behind in Lamgara said that there was no problem, and Catherine and the others had already changed to a larger transport plane. Yuan Qingqing kept coming, but Zhao Zhi didn't agree, so he had to wait for the old cannon's wooden house to be built.

The profiteers lived an extremely comfortable life in Kunming, relying on Wang Dakui's power in Kunming City, the profiteers also gathered some people, and they were not big or small figures in the black market. The rich man kept looting all kinds of materials from Ramgarh, and through Catherine and the others, they continued to transport Kunming's tea, porcelain, and cloth to India. The rich man was very busy with the local people's transactions, and even the British army had people to join them, so Yuan Qingqing and the others were more comfortable than Zhao Zhi in Ramga.

However, the materials hoarded in the warehouse were not a little bit, they were things that could hold nearly 10 trucks, and Zhao Zhi really couldn't imagine how the rich man could transport them back to Kunming with so many things. Zhao Zhi is also much bolder now, and under the influence of his uncle, he has now become the master of goose plucking. Anything he could see, he had to get it back by all means. The old man Holly has made it clear that Zhao Zhi is not welcome to go to the hospital to wander around, Zhao Zhi went to the hospital last time, he borrowed Holly's only jeep, the result was that there was no return, and finally gave Holly a Japanese adjutant command knife and a spear to be regarded as two clear. After Holly learned from Linda that the command knife and the spear were all left over from Zhao Zhi's pick, he shouted that Zhao Zhi was a liar and refused Zhao Zhizai to step into the hospital half a step. In Hawley's opinion, Zhao Zhi was even more dangerous than those Japanese soldiers.

Zhao Zhi, who was bored in the warehouse camp, simply took Uncle Guo and the two elites to eat hot pot in the courtyard, a hot pot cooked with a German-style steel helmet. The beef and various vegetables stolen from the hospital were boiled in a steel helmet, and the four of them sat around and ate happily. Uncle Guo actually turned out a box of foreign wine in the warehouse, and a mouthful of meat and wine was quite moist.

There was a roar of cars, and two jeeps rushed into the gateless yard of the warehouse at a galloping speed, and one of the young officers in the car had jumped off before he was halfway through the brakes. "Assemble! Gather! The shouts immediately resounded inside and outside the warehouse, and an officer who had just jumped out of the car stood in the courtyard shouting loudly.

Zhao Zhi held the soup in the lunch box without raising his head, and continued to compete with Uncle Guo for the meat slices in the steel helmet, as if he didn't see these guys who broke in at all. The two elites were shocked by the formation of the intruders, and stood up timidly with their lunch boxes, still holding vegetable leaves in their mouths, and staring at the guys who jumped off the car one after another.

The intruders were heavily armed, barely wearing beanies, American steel helmets, Garand rifles were almost their standard equipment, and there were also some automatic weapons such as Thomsons and carbines. They are well-equipped, neat in appearance, fierce in expression, and can become a model in the national army's drill every step between walking, and a rabble like Zhao Zhi and them obviously cannot be compared.

The officer shouted a few times, squinted at Zhao Zhi and them who were squatting in the corner, and saw that no one paid attention to him, and he felt that he couldn't hold his face. Walking up to Zhao Zhi and them in a few steps, he kicked over Zhao Zhi's hot pot with his foot, and the vegetable soup that spilled out made the two elites jump straight. "Ah, where are you people? Tell them to assemble," the officer asked the elite casually, shaking the leaves stuck to his boots. Looking at the crumpled military shirts on Zhao Zhi's body, they didn't think they were a powerful character, and the officer's tone was obviously full of contempt. Looking at the beef slices and vegetables spilled on the ground, Zhao Zhi put down the lunch box in his hand and put the military jacket hanging on the side on his body, and the rank of major was clearly pinned to the collar, which made the officer's eyes stinging in the sun.

Zhao Zhi casually rubbed the rank on the collar with his hand, stared at the officer's second lieutenant rank with his eyes, and asked lightly, "Who are you?" That of the troops? The officer was crushed to death, and the officer saluted Zhao Zhi helplessly, "I am Gao Dabiao, the second lieutenant of the 114th Regiment, and we were ordered to collect the stragglers of each department."

"Okay, I know, you go back, I don't have anyone you want here" Zhao Zhi waved his hand, chasing Gao Dabiao like a fly. "Sir, we have a warrant" Gao Dabiao took out a warrant and handed it to Zhao Zhi. "Okay, I know, you guys go back" Zhao Zhi read the warrant and handed it to Uncle Guo. Uncle Guo didn't care about that much, and with the intention of drinking, he directly wiped his nose with the warrant, and then threw it back to Gao Dabiao.

Gao Dabiao's face turned red with the warrant, Gao Dabiao was a Whampoa student, and his brother who was the division commander was directly sent to the 114th Regiment with American-style equipment, just to fight for a chance to be promoted. This kid usually relies on his brother who is the division commander, and is arrogant and domineering in the original army, and he still has the same style when he arrives in Ledo, but he didn't expect to meet a guy like Zhao Zhihe and Uncle Guo back today.

"Old man, you are fucking looking for death" Gao Dabiao raised his foot and was about to kick Uncle Guo who was only wearing a military shirt, he couldn't afford to provoke Zhao Zhi, a major, and he could still beat and scold Uncle Guo, a half-old man. When Gao Dabiao's feet were still more than ten centimeters away from Uncle Guo's head, he was knocked down by those two elites, and Uncle Guo was the second only person to Zhao Zhi in the dog's legs. If Gao Dabiao kicked and injured Uncle Guo, it is estimated that Zhao Zhi would be able to slaughter all of them, and the elites would not dare to let Zhao Zhi seize such an opportunity.

Uncle Guo looked up at Gao Dabiao with a smile, "Boy, Lao Tzu is also a second lieutenant, didn't your commander teach you the politeness that an officer should have?" What the fuck," the old guy spat hard on the ground and walked away with his hands behind his back. Zhao Zhi didn't look at Gao Dabiao lying on the ground at all, but just motioned for the elite to let go of him, and said lightly, "I told you, Lao Tzu has no stragglers here." If your commander is not satisfied, ask him to come to me and say, my name is Zhao Zhi."

Gao Dabiao, who was pressed to the ground, was still struggling desperately, and kept scolding Zhao Zhi in his mouth, "You are just a little major, and my brother is a major general and division commander of the national army." Hurry up and let go of Lao Tzu, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around" Zhao Zhi, who had already turned around and wanted to leave, turned around and came back when he heard this. The two elites who pressed Gao Dabiao couldn't immediately slap Gao Dabiao with a few big mouths, this grandson is a fool, it's okay, why are you messing with Zhao Zhi.

"Sir, forget it, let's not fight with this grandson, we can't do it" An elite hurriedly stopped Zhao Zhi and persuaded Zhao Zhi with a smile. The gang of guys who got off the jeep also immediately surrounded them, and they all looked extremely indignant, as if they were going to eat Zhao Zhi. Jin Dabiao, who got up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, looked at Zhao Zhi with an arrogant expression, and was still arrogant in his words, "Aren't you crazy?" What's wrong, don't dare, go on"

Zhao Zhi was squinting his eyes and looking at the guys who were coming around, but when he heard Jin Dabiao's words, he was suddenly angry. Tilting his head and looking at Jin Dabiao, who was full of soil, "Boy, have you asked clearly before coming, dare to come to me to make trouble, I'm not your 114th regiment here" "Damn, what nonsense are you talking to them?" Uncle Guo came over with a rifle in a menacing manner. As soon as the two elites saw Uncle Guo show off the gun, they immediately changed their faces, and they also grabbed the submachine gun leaning against the wall, and pointed at the guy opposite, with a strong killing intent in their eyes, and looked at the guys on the opposite side.

Jin Dabiao and his gang are all Jin Yuqi's defeated guys, where have they really been on the battlefield and experienced fighting. Although there are only three of them, the killing intent exuded from their bodies can actually be withstood by these soft eggs. The one who drove Jin Dabiao was an older sergeant, and he had also fought when he looked at his walking posture. "Sir, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, raise your noble hand, let's go now, go immediately" The sergeant accompanied the smiling face, pulled Jin Dabiao, who had to hold on hard, and the guys opposite got into the car, and walked away.