The third part of the bloody war, Chapter 9, Running, Section 2, the battle after the war

"Well, the first teacher." Zhuang Jihua looked up and down: "Yes, he is already a major general. Wu Ziniu, bring the food over."

Li Jixiong's heart skipped a beat and looked a little nervous. Wu Ziniu brought a bag of food over. Zhuang Jihua kicked her with his feet, and his eyes suddenly became murderous: "How much are you greedy?"

Before Li Jixiong could speak, Zhuang Jihua immediately added: "To be honest, I will spare your life, I will only give you one chance."

The air suddenly became nervous. Wu Ziniu looked around quietly, and made a gesture without notice. The soldiers of the special forces quietly began to move with the team. This time, Zhuang Jihua specially ordered a team to be drawn from the special forces to join his guard. From then on, Wu Ziniu knew that this trip was not easy, but he did not expect that Zhuang Jihua would suddenly attack here.

"Teacher Commander, let's talk to the brigade headquarters." Li Jixiong took a step forward and approached Zhuang Jihua and whispered. He didn't notice that when he took a step forward, Wu Ziniu's body moved a little forward, and this step was enough.

"No need, you just talk here." Zhuang Jihua's face was gloomy.

Li Jixiong was a little panicked and hesitated for a moment before he slowly spoke: "I know that these foods are not good, but the food allocated from the upper level is not enough. We have to ensure that the hungry people in the city eat, and let the hungry people go home to produce and save themselves. The food is not enough. We exchanged some grain with the grain merchants in the city, one pound for three pounds. We set up six porridge farms around, and we need 10,000 pounds of grain every day. But we only got 4 million pounds of grain in total, of which 3.5 million pounds were distributed to those who returned to their hometown to produce and save themselves. Even if the rest is all taken, it can only support fifty days. I exchanged 200,000 pounds for 600,000 pounds, so that we can support ninety days and three months, and basically go to the market for summer grain."

"It seems that you have made great contributions," Zhuang Jihua sneered, and was unceremonious: "This kind of grain has become moldy, and one pound has changed to three pounds. Even if one pound has changed to twenty pounds or one hundred pounds, it is worth it."

Li Jixiong's face turned pale, and before he could tell. Zhuang Jihua's question was revealed again: "Since that's the case, the grain merchants in the city have food, why did they declare that they had no food? Why didn't you care? The Disaster Relief Committee had already made clear orders, and the hoarders would be killed without mercy. Brigade Commander Li."

Zhuang Jihua's voice was relatively low, but Wu Ziniu knew that his heart must be full of murderous intent. If Li Jixiong was from the First Division One Order or Third Group, he might have pleaded for mercy.

In Niu Xing's bloody battle, the Second Regiment hid far away under the leadership of Sun Yuanliang. After that, the people of the Second Regiment were invisibly excluded by the survivors of the 13th Regiment. Among the 1st Division, the Second Regiment belonged to a regiment that had been excluded for a long time. This situation could not be changed even Hu Zongnan. In the end, the officers of the 2nd Regiment were slowly transferred to the Preparatory Regiment and then reorganized the Preparatory Regiment into the 93rd Division.

"Teacher Commander," Li Jixiong's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his vest was wet with sweat seeping out: "The Qi County grain merchants are headed by Qi's family. This Qi family is unusual. The eldest son Qi Qigong is a member of the Military Commission, the second son Qi Qizhi is the deputy chief of staff of the Second War Zone, and the third son is said to be missing, but some people say that he is on the GCD side, and the eldest son-in-law is the director of the Third War Zone,..."

"No matter who he is, go and tell him, hand over 100,000 kilograms of grain and fine it another 200,000 kilograms of grain. Forget this, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Zhuang Jihua interrupted him with a sneer, and ordered before he could just defend himself: "Go now."

Li Jixiong looked around, but everyone looked at him expressionlessly. He felt that Zhuang Jihua's eyes were like a knife, trying to break open his body and expose his heart naked to the sun.

"Are you the deputy brigade commander Zheng Ming?" Zhuang Jihua no longer cared about Li Jixiong, and his eyes fell on the colonel behind Li Jixiong.

"Yes, Deputy Brigade Commander Zheng Ming." Zheng Ming took a step forward. He looked younger, with a clear face and a scar on his forehead.

"Starting now, you will take over the entire brigade and Li Jixiong will be temporarily suspended." Zhuang Jihua immediately wrote a warrant and handed it to him.

Li Jixiong had never expected that Zhuang Jihua would be removed from his position, which made him wonder what to do. After hesitating for a while, he turned around and walked towards his jeep.

"Now I ask you, how much have you participated in this matter?" After Li Jixiong left, Zhuang Jihua began to ask Zhengming again.

"I don't know what is known about the humble rank," Zhengming replied: "According to the express order of the War Zone Command, the chief officer is responsible for relieving the victims, and the deputy is responsible for reorganizing the troops. These heavenly humble ranks have been reorganizing the troops."

"How is the situation in the army?" Zhuang Jihua's face relaxed a little.

"No," Zhengming replied solemnly: "The replenishment is only halfway through, and all the cars are used to transport food. The new soldiers rushed here on foot. They did not carry much food with them, and they finished eating before they arrived at the army. The long-distance march exhausted them and the losses were as high as 10%.

"Yicheng" Zhuang Jihua was surprised. He did not know this situation. The recruits came from all over the country. According to the principle, the logistics department of the theater should send a car to send them to their respective troops. If you walk, the local food will be supplied by the local government, the Ministry of Materials or the Ministry of Logistics. However, the situation in Henan is different. There is no food in all areas of Henan. The Hubei Logistics Department took this situation into consideration and asked them to carry their own food. Unexpectedly, this caused a huge disaster.

"Secretary Gong, draft a telegram immediately and tell Hubei..." Zhuang Jihua originally wanted Hubei to temporarily stop replenishing troops to Henan, but when he thought of the current situation of the troops, he hesitated again. The casualties in the first war zone were indeed quite large, and he had to replenish them as soon as possible and restore combat effectiveness. But in this situation, he lost 10% before the war started, which made him unacceptable.

"What do you think of this issue?" Zhuang Jihua turned his attention to Zhengming.

"Weizhi believes that the transport of new recruits can be suspended and the troops will be allowed to recruit soldiers locally." Zhengming explained: "In fact, there are still many young and middle-aged people in the local area, especially families with more elites and middle-aged people. Their families are well-off and although the drought is big, they can barely maintain it. If we raise the recruitment flag now and each person gives thirty or fifty yuan to settle the house, I think there will be many people willing."

"Then can you make up for your vacancies?"

"Yes, at least we can do it." Zhengming was very confident.

Zhuang Jihua nodded. He looked at the victims around him, turned around and called Zhengming over, and whispered in his ear.

Li Jixiong took a jeep and headed straight to Qi's house. He got off at the door. The two stone lions in front of the door were opening their eyes and staring majestic at the pedestrians coming and going. The Zhuhong's door was closed. At the corner door next to him, two servants in black robes were sitting bored on the stone steps chatting.

Hearing the sound of brakes, the servant quickly stood up. After seeing the person coming, one of them turned around and ran in, while the other quickly ran to the car, nodded and bowed to Li Jixiong, "Brig Commander, we are informing the master, please wait for a while, and I will open the door immediately."

"No need, I have an urgent matter to see Mr. Qi." Li Jixiong jumped out of the car, said simply, raised his legs and walked inside, and the servant stepped forward: "General Li, this corner gate was taken by someone of your identity, this was taken by our servants, and we must let the master know that the young man should be whipped. Please wait a moment, wait a moment, I will open the middle gate immediately, immediately..."

But before he could finish speaking, Li Jixiong had already walked into the corner gate, and the servant had to stare blankly at his back.

In the house, the person who was called Mr. Qi was reported to the accounting office for recent income and expenditure. Mr. Qi was over 70 years old. He was not as fat as those ordinary old men, with big heads and big ears. On the contrary, his body was thin and shriveled, with long beards under his jaws, and his eyes were a little cloudy. He was half-squinting, as if he was asleep.

However, the accountant standing opposite did not dare to think that the master was asleep, nor did he dare to write any articles on the account. He had worked in the Qi family for thirty years and knew the benefits of the master who seemed to fall asleep.

"Master, Brigade Commander Li is here. It seems that he is very anxious." The butler walked in quickly, interrupted the accountant's report, and reported to Mr. Qi softly. Mr. Qi's eyes opened slightly and stared at his face. The butler stepped forward: "Master, I heard that Commander of the War Zone Zhuang has arrived today."

Now Mr. Qi's eyes opened and he slowly got up. The housekeeper handed the crutch to his hand. Mr. Qi walked slowly out the door with the crutch.

In the living room, Li Jixiong was drinking tea bored. Seeing Master Qi come in slowly, put down the teacup and stand up to meet him.

"General Li, come here, I have not been able to welcome you. Please forgive me." Mr. Qi bowed to Li Jixiong.

"Oh, I said that the old man is in trouble." Li Jixiong said and told Mr. Qi the whole order.

"Why should he confiscate our 100,000 grain? Why should he be fined 200,000 yuan? This world is not Zhuang Jihua. If he is too anxious, we will go to Chongqing to file a lawsuit." The housekeeper was anxious when he heard this. Before Master Qi could speak, he robbed him and said, "I said, Brigade Commander Li, we agreed to make 30% of the money we made."

Li Jixiong's face darkened, but then he smiled and said, "Mr. Qi, I think this is the case. I don't want the money I earn. I will hand over the 100,000 kilograms of grain, and I will accept the punishment for 200,000 kilograms of grain. Old man, don't say I didn't tell you, I know that the eldest son is in Chongqing, and the second son is also highly valued by Chief Gu, but this time he came to Commander Zhuang."

"I don't believe he doesn't like money. At worst, he can give him 20,000 yuan." Seeing that Mr. Qi had not spoken, the housekeeper said coldly, "There are so many officials from all over the years, and Mr. Qi can handle it easily. Even the Japanese can't do anything to the master, let alone the commander of the village. The master's silver bullet has never failed.

"Commander Zhuang is different from others. I have never heard of him collecting money." Li Jixiong was a little anxious. In order to exchange grain, he collected 10,000 yuan from Master Qi to make a fortune. In addition, Master Qi also agreed that after the price of grain rises, the profit will be divided by 30%. If this matter is revealed, he can be sure that Zhuang Jihua will let others fall.

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