Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Qin Huaidao, wearing a military uniform, stood beside Yuchi Baoqi and looked at him with a little worry.

"Brother, relax, it's okay."

Yuchi Baoqi looked at Qin Huaidao, who was no longer young, and felt that the vicissitudes of life had begun to invade this once young man.

"Get ready. I'll go over and scout the way first. I'll bring the troops to the site at the appointed time. Your wife will make arrangements for the logistics support personnel and technical personnel."

Speaking of his third sister Zhang Qiwu, Qin Huaidao's mouth curled up slightly: "Brother, take care! See you over there!"

Yuchi Baoqi nodded, and his body softened and collapsed directly on Qin Huaidao. Qin Huaidao and his personal soldiers lifted Yuchi Baoqi to the bed that had been prepared long ago, and watched the medical staff quickly and accurately install the nasogastric tube and monitoring device on Yuchi Baoqi.

Qin Huaidao took a deep breath. If someone told him that they would fight a war to defend their country thousands of years later, he would definitely not believe it. But he had no choice because the person who said this was his brother, so he had to believe it.

Qin Huaidao came to the palace to report the news, and Li Chengqian simply waved his hand without any greetings: "Huaidao, Xiaobao... has he gone?"

Qin Huaidao nodded: "Everything is going according to the planned schedule. We are announcing to the outside world that we will be conducting a joint military exercise and will be going out to sea for at least half a year. As for my sister-in-law..."

Li Chengqian frowned slightly: "The emperor's sister is smart, so I have to arrange more things to restrict her. Got it."

"Canglan and Duan'er are out there doing political training recently. Calling them back and letting the imperial sister take care of the two children will be very annoying for her."

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Stepping onto this devastated land again, Yuchi Baoqi bent down, grabbed a handful of soil, put it to his nose and smelled it.

The town not far away was vaguely visible, and Yuchi Baoqi ran towards it.

"Extra, Extra! The United States has declared war on the Japs! Extra, Extra! The United States has declared war on the Japs!"

"Laodao brand cigarettes, Xingaole, ten copies!"

Looking at the relatively prosperous county town, Yuchi Baoqi fell into confusion. The confusion came and went quickly. Yuchi Baoqi saw a familiar figure.

"The clothing factory has already reached production targets this year. According to the instructions from above, we should continue production. The excess will be stored in the warehouse. Let the workers work harder."

Li Wenlong turned around and saw Yuchi Baoqi. When their eyes met, Li Wenlong wiped his eyes. After seeing who it was, his emotions instantly broke down.

Li Wenlong threw himself into Yuchi Baoqi's arms, buried his head in Yuchi Baoqi's shoulder and cried, "What a coward! What a coward! We are so sorry for you!"

Yuchi Baoqi reached out to support Li Wenlong, only to find that the sleeve of Li Wenlong's left arm was empty.

Yuchi Baoqi, who had been relatively calm, suddenly collapsed: "Where's my arm? Captain! Where's my arm? It was fine when I left, how come my arm is gone? Ahhhh! Captain!"

When the logistics department manager saw this situation, he quickly asked someone to bring the two people back to the logistics department's meeting room from the street.

The two hugged each other and cried for a long time before they calmed down. Yuchi Baoqi took Li Wenlong's remaining right hand and said, "Captain, is the war of resistance against Japan won?"

Li Wenlong nodded solemnly: "We have won. We have driven the Japanese out of China. There are still many surrendered Japanese prisoners of war in the prisoner-of-war camp in Yan'an."

Yuchi Baoqi's eyes were blazing: "It's OK as long as we win, it's OK as long as we win."

Li Wenlong shook his head: "How pathetic! There is no way to cross the sea!"

Li Wenlong looked at Yuchi Baoqi. Comrade Li Bao's appearance had not changed, but the few white hairs on his head reminded Li Wenlong that Comrade Li Bao was no longer young.

"How long have you been gone?"

Yuchi Baoqi dipped his finger in the tea and wrote twenty-five on the table. Li Wenlong was obviously a little shocked, but he still calmed down.

"Come this time?"

Yuchi Baoqi took a deep breath and said, "What you mean by cowardly is that the Japanese army withdrew and there was no way to pursue them across the sea?"

Li Wenlong nodded: "It's so fucking cowardly. They ran away and we chased them. They boarded the ship and we chased them. Their ship fired... Hehe, I broke an arm."

Yuchi Baoqi clenched his fists: "Didn't they surrender unconditionally? Why are they still firing?"

Li Wenlong was a little surprised: "They didn't surrender, they just withdrew from the Chinese battlefield. They are now fighting the Americans. I saw in the newspaper that the Japanese army attacked Pearl Harbor."

Yuchi Baoqi understood that his arrival had changed part of history, but the United States had just declared war on Japan, so it should still be in time.

"The atomic bomb must have been dropped on Japan by China."

Li Wenlong didn't understand what an atomic bomb was. He just looked at Yuchi Baoqi blankly. Yuchi Baoqi stood up and said, "Captain, what is the capital now? Peking? Is there any way to contact Peking? I have something important to tell you."

Li Wenlong didn't say anything, just nodded.

Li Wenlong sat in front of the phone and dialed the number he knew by heart: "Transfer one-gang-one-gang-two, Li Wenlong from the clothing factory."

The person on the other end of the line answered the call instantly without hesitation: "Lao Li! You finally remembered to call me, your old leader? But what happened?"

Li Wenlong glanced at Yuchi Baoqi, and Yuchi Baoqi gestured to Li Wenlong to speak casually.

"Old leader, Comrade Li Bao is back, he wants to..."

"What? Don't move in the clothing factory! Keep Comrade Li Bao steady! I'll be right there!"

In less than two hours, my former teacher rushed into the clothing factory. Seeing the familiar faces after a long absence, the excitement of seeing them again instantly radiated throughout my body.

"Comrade Li Bao!"

"Master!"

Li Wenlong patted Yuchi Baoqi on the shoulder and said, "You are already the commander, so just call me Chief."

The division commander didn't care: "You can call me anything you want, you can call me anything you want! Comrade Li Bao, you have helped our army a lot. Without those weapons and equipment, it would not be that easy to drive away the Japanese."

Getting to the point, Yuchi Baoqi briefly explained the purpose of his visit and hoped to have a dialogue with the top leader to decide the direction of this action.

After hearing the number of people, the leader's pupils widened: "No, Master Duo?"

"One and a half million combat troops, four million logistics troops, 20 million technicians and practitioners in the entire industrial system."

Li Wenlong has already started counting on his fingers: "One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, brother, father, mother!"

The leader was a little worried: "Comrade Li Bao, what on earth are you..."

Yuchi Baoqi stood up and saluted: "Yuchi Baoqi, Commander-in-Chief of the Great Tang Tianwei Army!"

The chief also quickly returned the greeting: "Datang? That Datang?"

Yuchi Baoqi saw the shock in the eyes of the chief and Li Wenlong: "Yes, and no. Another Tang Dynasty, but the most important thing is that we are all flower growers."