Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

He naturally led the rest of the district teams, the newly recruited county brigade personnel, and the villagers to prepare extra carts and allocate manpower.

He also arranged everything in an orderly and well-prepared manner, no matter how big or small.

At this moment, he was no longer the innocent and ignorant boy of eleven or twelve years old. Even Yingzi, who was helping in the bustling crowd, couldn't help but cast admiring and charming glances at him.

It seemed that at this moment, his whole body was emitting a dazzling light, as if he was shrouded in a mysterious halo!

After going through these thrilling, cruel and ruthless wars, he seemed to be reborn overnight and quickly grew into a brave warrior.

When communicating with others, he gradually revealed his unique temperament of calmness, maturity and restraint.

And subtly, he has become accustomed to speaking in a tone that sounds like he is giving orders.

However, the amazing thing is that this way of speaking not only does not cause disgust or aversion in others, but instead makes the listeners convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

If one had to find a word to accurately describe the impression he left on people, then the word "affable" would be the most appropriate.

Now everything is ready, they just need to wait for orders from their superiors and they can set out on their journey immediately.

Not long after, the Eighth Route Army's reinforcements finally arrived.

Together with the local county brigade, district squad and many ordinary people, they pulled many empty carts and headed towards the direction of the cave, with Shadan as their guide.

Someone may ask, doesn’t Shadan have a lot of vehicles stored in the system?

But now the system is under maintenance and the entire space is sealed. He can't use a single car or even a single bullet. He can only rely on the power of the farmers.

Under the guidance of Shadan, the Eighth Route Army successfully reached the cave.

This time, the Eighth Route Army sent a whole company of brave soldiers to support us!

They arrived at the destination in a high-spirited manner under the leadership of Shadan, and after he lit the torch, they entered the cave.

Everyone followed suit, holding up burning torches and entering the cave, illuminating the originally pitch-black cave.

When they saw the mountains of equipment and supplies in front of them, even these battle-hardened and knowledgeable Eighth Route Army soldiers could not help but feel dazzled and even dizzy.

Especially when the two different types of mortars were displayed in front of everyone one by one, the company commander was so shocked that he almost fainted on the spot.

“This…is this what you call supplies? This…this…” he stammered, obviously shocked beyond words by the sight before him.

Originally, everyone thought that the county brigade would only get a few dozen rifles at most, plus some emergency rations. However, who could have expected that there were so many heavy artillery hidden here!

You know, for the Eighth Route Army, the weapon they dream of most is the powerful cannon!

Take the regiment where Yangcun was located for example. The entire unit had only two small steel cannons, and both of them were only 50 mm in caliber.

In comparison, looking at those huge cannons in this dark cave, how can one not feel dizzy?

After all, such a luxurious artillery lineup really exceeded everyone's expectations and imagination.

Originally, all these supplies had been taken out of the cave, but they were taken back by the county team members. It was so tiring.

Silly boy, looking at the county captain who was warmly welcoming the Eighth Route Army soldiers, he guessed that he was the only one who would do such a thing.

It's hard for these injured brothers.

Dragging his heavy and injured body, he was still thinking about those guns, cannons and supplies. He was indeed a proletarian revolutionary who believed in leaving behind a person's voice and plucking the feathers of a passing goose!

The Eighth Route Army soldiers raced against time to transport supplies, and surprisingly, the first things they transported out were those powerful artillery pieces.

This scene made Shadan, who was following closely behind, open his eyes wide. He watched the injured comrades huddled together in pain, feeling extremely anxious.

Finally, the idiot, unable to suppress his inner impulse, reached out and poked the company commander who was busy fiddling with the cannon without hesitation.

"Captain, can we fire the cannons first? There are so many injured brothers waiting for help! I think they can be rescued?"

Facing Shadan's question, the company commander slapped his forehead as if waking up from a dream: "Oh, look at my memory, I'm so busy that I'm confused! Quick, quick, organize people to rescue the wounded immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, the company commander hurriedly put down the work in his hands, especially the heavy cannon, and quickly summoned medical personnel for support.

After receiving the order, the medical staff immediately took action and rushed to the location of the injured like a gust of wind.

With skillful movements and good coordination, they carefully carried the injured away from the danger zone and sent them to a relatively safe place for treatment.

In the tense and orderly rescue process, everyone knows that time is life. Therefore, everyone works together and tries their best to race against death, hoping to save more precious lives.

Shadan was speechless watching this scene.

If I had known this would happen, I would not have done it in the first place. It seems that in the eyes of the Eighth Route Army, cannons are more important than life.

After rescue, none of the other 15 people died, but the medical soldiers could do nothing about their malnutrition and ischemia.

Fortunately, there are a lot of combat rations in the food pile, which are much better than grains.

Silly guy, as soon as I arrived at the scene, I found a large number of uneaten packaging boxes. I didn't even need to look to see that they had already eaten them.

Looking at Liu Erzhuang and Fugui who were still groaning on the ground, he suspected that it was not malnutrition as the medical soldiers said, but rather that they had eaten too much.

Ever since the county captain met the company commander of the regular army, he has been following the company commander alone. No one knows what he is talking about. In short, seeing his servile and fawning look, the idiots around him suspected that he wanted to switch to the regular army and join the Eighth Route Army.

The patient was cured, the equipment was loaded onto the truck, and we started transporting them back.

But when they were halfway there, I don't know what the one-armed county captain said to the company commander, but he waved goodbye to him reluctantly.

Then I watched as the company commander of the regular army, along with a company of soldiers, drove away with dozens of vehicles loaded with supplies.

326 Mauser rifles

18 Mauser pistols

18 MP35 submachine guns

31 Czech light machine guns

Six 81mm mortars

Six 60mm mortar guns

1200 wooden handle grenades

100 explosive packs

2000 shells

20 rounds of bullets.

Not only that, but a whole month’s worth of food for 400 people was also taken away.