Chapter Eighty-Nine: Choice

"You take people to take the cottage as a base, continue to train according to the plan I set, without the slightest delay, Rao Xiangyun, I will take it back first, and I will come back to take you to continue training after arranging things in a few days."

After Zhang Ziwen explained the tension, he rushed back to Pingjiang with the rest of the three battalions, these things really can't tolerate the slightest slack, and there are more than 200 prisoners waiting to be dealt with.

"Brother Wen, let's go."

The third battalion came with a large amount of ammunition on its back, but when it returned, it had to carry heavier things, and most of the ammunition had been left for the teaching team.

As long as it is not for fun, it is enough to teach the team to train, Sun Liang took the engineer platoon to stay here to familiarize himself with mortars, although there are cannons, there are only two boxes of shells, and there are only twelve rounds in total, so he can only practice for Sun Liang.

The black is like the wind, but in the daytime it is extremely difficult to walk, and the sun is still hot.

It took four hours to get out of the mountain, and when I arrived at Nanjiang, it was almost dark, so I had to camp in Nanjiang.

Zhang Ziwen wrote a letter to Lu Qingman, Wu Fatzi and Zhang Qing in succession.

wrote a letter to Lu Qingman to relieve the pain of lovesickness, but wrote a letter to Wu Fatzi to make a deal with Wu Fatzi.

After settling the previous 40,000 rounds of ammunition, Zhang Ziwen and Wu Fatzi purchased an additional 30,000 rounds of 79 pointed bullets, 10,000 rounds of machine gun ammunition, four Czech light machine guns, and ten boxes of 60-caliber artillery shells.

Zhang Ziwen's hand of 10,000 oceans flowed out, and Zhang Ziwen used the tobacco to settle the bill, which Wu Fatzi once mentioned to him, and Wu Fatzi also mainly engaged in this business.

The letter to Zhang Qing was to inquire about the situation, and at the same time asked Zhang Qing to buy a large amount of tobacco leaves, and explained that the funds were sufficient.

Zhang Ziwen finally ate a dry meal, but unfortunately the three bamboo rats yesterday were gone, and the food on his mouth was gone.

"Brother Wen, someone wants to see you."

Zhang Ziwen was a little inexplicable, when did he still know someone in Pingjiang.

"This is Camp Commander Zhang, right? Tao Ru, the mayor of Nanhua Town, saw the deputy of the horse battalion leading people into the mountain yesterday, and today he took hundreds ......of prisoners down the mountain, and your army can be said to be an army of tigers and wolves, attacking the city and pulling out the village, invincible.

Zhang Qing of Nanhua Town, on behalf of the contemptible people, thank you, and hope that you can take a little time out of your busy schedule to appreciate the celebration banquet we have prepared for you, and we will be honored. ”

Zhang Ziwen was dizzy by the old man in front of him, and he only heard the words of the celebration banquet clearly, and he couldn't figure out how the civil news channels were faster than the military's.

"Then bother."

Zhang Ziwen still respects this kind of old gentleman, and there is an old man who is about to be seventy years old in front of him, maybe he is still a Xiucai, this kind of person acts in the mean, and there is no big mistake or great achievement.

"Where, where, it's the old man who has woken up."

After speaking, he touched his half-foot-long beard, which strengthened the idea that the person in front of him was Xiucai, and instructed Ma Qi to take care of the house and take Wang Yi and Ma Xiaobao to the banquet.

Early the next morning, Zhang Ziwen, who had drunk a lot of wine last night, was awakened by thirst and found that he was not in a tent, but in a room.

"What happened last night."

The two soldiers at the door were clear, only knowing that they were woken up in the early hours of this morning to change the guard, Zhang Ziwen understood and took the two back to the camp directly.

When Zhang Ziwen came, the third battalion had already eaten breakfast and was about to return to Pingjiang, and when he found Ma Xiaobao and asked clearly, he found out that he was drunk by a group of old men yesterday.

Zhang Ziwen felt that he was the old man, and the twenty-year-old man was drunk by an old man who was three times older than him.

"Hey, why is Xu Lao Er still in the camp?"

After Zhang Ziwen finished speaking, he slapped himself again, he went to dinner yesterday and forgot to arrange for Xu Lao Er and them to leave, as well as the women in the twenty-eight bandit dens.

"Xiaobao, you call those women and Wu Lao Er over, and there is something to arrange."

After a while, all thirty people arrived, and Zhang Ziwen suddenly realized that he was too stupid to do this, and the five hundred brothers in the three battalions were still watching, but they could only bite the bullet like this.

"I know you were all forced, and now that you're free, you can go home."

After Zhang Ziwen finished speaking, he found that these women did not move, and continued to be silent, thinking about how it was possible for the bandit den to have the money to go home.

"Well, if you don't have the money to pay for your journey, I'll give each of you five dollars to go home, how about that."

Zhang Ziwen wondered, why didn't he speak, isn't it enough? Five pieces is already a lot, and at this time, Xu Lao Er stood up and explained, and Zhang Ziwen figured it out.

"Hello sir, my name is Wu Yue, I dare to say a few words to you on behalf of my sister......"

Wu Yueyi explained, Zhang Ziwen figured out that such women are all married women or kiln sisters, and they have been taken captive to the mountain for a short period of three or four years.

How to explain it now when you go back, who will accept it, Sister Yao doesn't want to continue to go back to sell meat, so she didn't react, Zhang Ziwen sorted out his thoughts.

That is to find a place for them, otherwise the consequence is to continue to sell, and married women can only do this, women are too fragile in this turbulent era.

"Sisters, look at this, I have a factory in Guizhou, I will pay you the travel fee, how about you go to my factory to work, the salary is indispensable."

A few of them wanted to say something, but Wu Yue pressed it down, Zhang Ziwen saw all of this, and this Wu Yue was not a bully.

"Little girl, I've thanked the chief first, but I don't know what the chief's factory does, and we are all powerless women, I don't know if I can do it."

"Don't worry, my factory is a flue-cured tobacco factory, and there is a lot of easy work, so don't worry."

Wu Yue wanted to say something, but Xu Lao Er directly agreed, and Zhang Ziwen wrote a letter to Xu Lao Er happily.

asked Zhang Qing to arrange easy jobs for them, and at the same time gave them five hundred oceans for their expenses on the road, Zhang Ziwen was not worried about how they would go.

It doesn't matter if you don't go to the flue-cured tobacco factory, anyway, as long as people live, they can always live, and they are just giving them a choice.

The three battalions packed up and rushed to Pingjiang at noon, Zhang Ziwen asked the two platoons of Dali and Lao Gongzi to bypass Pingjiang and go back to the camp directly.

Zhang Ziwen was frightened when he arrived at the city gate, hundreds of people at the gate greeted him, and a slogan praising the 613 regiment of the 103rd Division was hung at the city gate, and several people who looked like officials had already greeted him, and Wang Jingyuan was also there.

"Welcome Battalion Commander Zhang, return triumphantly, exterminate the bandits in the Pingjiang area, and Camp Zhang will make great contributions. On behalf of the people of Pingjiang, I would like to thank Battalion Commander Zhang, Regimental Commander Wang, and the 103rd Division. ”

Wang Jingyuan also said that he did a good job, Zhang Ziwen saw that Ma Xiaobao was calm and calm, and knew that Ma Xiaobao sent someone to tell him.

"Wherever and wherever we are, it is my duty to defend the country and eliminate violence and peace, and it is only our duty to suppress bandits."

"Ziwen doesn't know anyone, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Shi, the county magistrate of Pingjiang County, this is Boss Feng, the president of the Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce, and this is Reporter Wu of the Central Daily in Hunan."

Zhang Ziwen greeted them one by one, this is the army has almost entered the city, and the more than 200 captives at the end of the team have suffered a lot, and stones and rotten vegetable leaves have been thrown at them.

"Regiment Leader, County Magistrate Shi, President Feng, Reporter Wu, you see that this is not a place to talk, how about we talk while walking?"

So the group plus dozens of officials from Pingjiang went to the county seat, and the celebration banquet was arranged in the best restaurant in Pingjiang early, and Zhang Ziwen could only go to the banquet.

During the meal, Zhang Ziwen just took off a glass of wine and was about to go to the toilet, but before he arrived, he was blocked by reporter Wu.

"Hello Camp Commander Zhang, I'm Wu Pengfei, an intern reporter of the Central Daily, can you tell me about your bandits?"

Zhang Ziwen looked at Wu Pengfei's appearance of not saying that I would not leave, so he could only tell Wu Pengfei about the process of suppressing the bandits.

"What, you exterminated 800 bandits and only suffered half a hundred casualties?"

Zhang Ziwen suddenly wanted to hit Wu Pengfei in front of him, he wished that his brothers would die a few more, and Zhang Ziwen would be very uncomfortable if he died so many people.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to my camp and count the number of people."

The change in Zhang Ziwen's attitude made Wu Pengfei dare not speak for a while, and Zhang Ziwen picked up Wu Pengfei and went directly to the toilet.

Wu Pengfei waited for Zhang Ziwen to leave, and then directly said goodbye to Wang Jingyuan and others, and then went straight to Wuhan, such a news is terrible.

When Zhang Ziwen came back, he didn't care about the question of a reporter's whereabouts, and under the persuasion of county government officials, he drank in a mess.