The third battalion commander arrived soon. He was a young old Red Army soldier who came down from Jinggang Mountain. Chen Geng asked at the sight: "What else have you seized besides guns?"

"It's something, I don't know what it is?" The Third Battalion Commander was fiddling with things that didn't look like weapons just now, and I don't know how to use them.

"Send it all over." Chen Geng's eyes were very sharp. He immediately noticed a hint of mockery on the corner of Jian An's mouth, but he didn't say anything. Most of the soldiers in the Red Army had not received much education, and many cadres were still able to read in the Red Army.

"And our specimens." A young man in the group of exploration team members who were originally sitting on the side got up and shouted.

"The specimens are also sent here." Chen Geng immediately said to the third battalion commander.

"Specimen? What specimen?" The third battalion commander was puzzled, but then he remembered that when he was capturing these people, he found the stones dragged on the mules. Several soldiers untied the stones and threw them away, and only pulled the mules. Some of the prisoners ran back to ask for the stones, but were beaten back by several buttstocks. He asked tentatively: "Are they those stones?"

"That's the ore." Chang Longqing couldn't help but shout. Those ores were the result of their half-year work. He endured it like this, which made him heartbroken. He thought he couldn't get it back, but he didn't expect there would be a turnaround.

"What, isn't it just a pile of stones, ores are not ores." The Third Battalion Commander said indifferently.

"Professor Chang, forget it, you can look for it later," Wei Wengang advised, but the next sentence almost made the third battalion commander jump up: "I told these local buns, but they didn't understand it."

"Damn it, I'm against you," the third battalion commander rolled up his sleeves and was about to move his fists.

Chen Geng couldn't help laughing: "The Third Battalion Commander, he was right, you're just a local bun," then Chen Geng turned to Wei Wengang: "Before he participated in the revolution, he was a poor peasant, and he couldn't even have enough food. Let alone recognize words. The culture of going to school in the army after he participated in the revolution."

"Isn't that the same as us? I also learned culture in the army." A guard member interrupted.

"Little brother, are you also a poor peasant?" The third battalion commander was interested. In the battle with them, he found that the enemy's combat skills were very strong, his marksmanship was very accurate, and his firepower was properly arranged. This seemed to be insufficient for the commander's experience. If he came to command the earth, he would throw down the jars and jars and take people to run away first, so that people would never make dumplings.

"Poor peasant?" was very curious about the term for the guards, and thought about it before saying, "Do you mean someone who rents other people's land to farm? If that's the case, then I'm considered a poor peasant.

"Then you are also a suffering person. Please join our Red Army. Our Red Army is a team of the poor." The third battalion commander enthusiastically mobilized.

"Join to you? Rebel like you? Don't do it."

The contemptuous expression of the guards almost made the third battalion commander fall and fight, but Chen Geng smiled and said, "Little brother, then what's wrong with rebellion?"

"We Captain Zhuang said that the difference between you and us is the different concepts of saving the country and governing the country. This difference can be negotiated. It is not necessary to use a knife and a gun to kill you to the death. Just like a family, two brothers have different opinions, they have to use a knife to kill people. The Japanese are bullying us, but we are still in a civil war, so we are bullied by others, so you must also be responsible."

"Who said that, why did Chiang Kai-shek rely on us if he didn't fight against Japan? He still stopped us when we went north to fight against Japan." The third battalion commander was a little angry. These reactionaries were so stubborn: "The regiment commander, you can just die."

"Haha. Go north to fight against Japan?" Wei Wengang couldn't help laughing: "You are slapping the swollen face and pretending to be fat, just wandering around."

"You!" The third battalion commander reached out and pulled out his gun. Chen Geng hurriedly stopped, but he was secretly impressed in his heart that Zhuang Wenge had put a lot of effort into ideological education.

Wei Wengang was not satisfied, as if he had not seen the third battalion commander who was about to leave. He still mocked: "Just you guys, we can't even beat these equipment, and we still fight with the Japanese? If we fight two or three battles, we may be gone."

"Then why are you captives?" Chen Geng asked lightly.

"I have told you the reason for being a prisoner. Ask this battalion commander, how many people have died, four of us were killed, three of us were injured, and one of them was injured by you after putting down his weapons." Jian An said coldly. "What's going on?" Chen Geng looked stern: "The Third Battalion Commander?"

The third battalion commander was stunned. After a fire exchange, twenty-six people were killed in the third battalion and eight people were injured. The soldiers were red-eyed. Although they were subject to strict military discipline constraints, they still found a reason and beat a guard member a few times.

"You are a veteran, an old comrade. Have you forgotten the three major disciplines and eight points of attention?" Chen Geng was very angry. The cadres and regiments were all cadres, so the requirements were naturally stricter, otherwise how would they lead troops in the future.

"Your casualties?" Chen Geng asked with anger when he saw the third battalion commander.

The third battalion commander didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Wei Wengang, so hesitantly didn't want to say it. Chen Geng suddenly became even more angry, and his voice suddenly increased by eight degrees: "Say!"

"Yes, twenty-six people were killed and eight were injured. The third battalion commander stood attentively and replied.

Chen Geng was stunned, and then felt a sensation in his heart. These were all officers, the essence of the army. In the Tucheng Battle, only about 100 people were killed in battle. He forced the crossing of Jiaopingdu and defeated Liu Yuantang, but only about 30 people were killed in battle. However, such a small team caused more than 30 of them to suffer casualties. It was not worth it.

Chen Geng stared at the Third Battalion Commander angrily. The Third Battalion Commander knew that he had caused trouble. Chen Geng was breathing heavily in his nostrils for a long time before cursing: "Get out, go get the things, and those ore specimens, which are lost, please find them back."

The third battalion commander was so arrogant that he turned around and ran away. After a while, Chen Geng slowly calmed down. He saluted the members of the exploration team: "I'm sorry, my subordinates shouldn't have beaten people. This is because they are not in charge of supervision. Please forgive me."

Jian An and Wei Wengang were a little surprised. They frowned slightly, then stood up and returned the greeting: "Senior is very serious."

"I just said it wrong. You didn't embarrass Zhuang Wenge." Chen Geng was very frank and corrected his mistake: "But I don't agree with what you said. Our Principal Jiang is indeed not fighting against Japan. Look, in order to encircle and suppress our Red Army, one million troops were sent, but what about the Japanese? The three eastern provinces did not fire a single shot. The Rehe Armistice Agreement lost half of the Rehe River, and the Tanggu Agreement lost the Great Wall. The Japanese pressed step by step, but he gave in. What is this not a traitor? "

"A real man can only bend and stretch," Wei Wengang's eloquence is obviously better than Jian An. He always rushes to answer: "We practice the land to exchange space for time, and the War of Resistance is a long-term war."

"General Chen," Cao Ruizhi suddenly interrupted: "I agree with Captain Zhuang's viewpoint. The War of Resistance Against Japan is a long-term war. During the September 18th Incident, we had almost no heavy industry, and the steel output was only one percent that of Japan. There was basically no military industry. Even bullets had to be imported from abroad. How could we fire this?"

"Yes, four years have passed, and we have built many factories in Chongqing. These are the national defense industry and laid the foundation for the War of Resistance," a young local team member stood up and said, "I also participated in the ** demonstration when I was in Peking and asked the government to declare war on Japan, but in the past four years I realized how weak our country is and how difficult it is to resist the war. If the war rashly starts, our nation will suffer greater losses. General Chen, please tell you, if the southwest development continues at this rate, we can go north to recover the lost territory in less than ten years."

"General Chen, do you know why we came here?" Chang Longqing said: "There is a large iron ore here. We want to build a steel city here. With steel, we can build weapons and fight Japan. General Chen, you are good friends with Captain Zhuang. Stay here, don't worry about the party, work with us and go to the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War to show off."

Chen Geng was a little amused. He spent so much time to pull these people into the Red Army, especially those young exploration team members and guards. Unexpectedly, they were mobilized first by others. He seemed to see Zhuang Jihua rolling around in Chongqing with laughter.

"How do you know that Chen Geng and Zhuang Wenge are good friends?" A voice full of Shaoxing smell came from outside the door. Chen Geng jumped up immediately when he heard this voice, and a beautiful bearded man came in from outside the door.

"Vice Chairman Zhou, why are you here?" Chen Geng was very surprised.

"You Chen Geng run so fast, I have to chase you faster." Zhou E said with a smile.

Jian An and Wei Wengang immediately knew who they were, and they immediately saluted Zhou E: "Director Zhou."

"Sit down, let's chat slowly." Zhou Enlai gave a casual greeting, and then called them to sit down: "Zhuang Wenge has been very close to your education. We haven't seen each other for many years. How is he in Chongqing?"

"We have been here for more than half a year and haven't seen the captain for a long time." Wei Wengang sighed: "We learned some situations from the newspaper that Chongqing is working on rent reductions, so it may not be easy."

"Zhang Jingjiang once tried it in Zhejiang for a while, but it ended in vain. Will the Cultural Revolution be successful?" Zhou Elai showed a worried look, and his attitude immediately gained the favor of most ordinary team members.

"It will definitely succeed." A team member said quickly.

"Why? Tell me your reasons?" Wei Wengang was about to stop him, but Zhou Elai had already asked.

"I can't explain it clearly," the team member said shyly: "The captain must have a solution. He has been planning for several years and he has never failed."

Zhou E Lai thought silently and said, "Well, he is like this. He plans everything and hopes to succeed. Although this is not the most thorough solution."

Wei Wengang opened his mouth to refute, but did not speak, but showed dissatisfaction in his eyes. Zhou E noticed it, and he just smiled faintly: "I want to ask you to bring me a letter to him, okay?"

Perhaps it was Zhou E's kindness that made everyone feel a little apologized, and Jian An quickly replied: "If you can do your best, you should serve yourself."

"We want to fight and manage, are there anyone else in the city?" Zhou e asked.
Chapter completed!