But this may be the most leisurely day when Tang Dao came to this world.

In the small wooden house in Dakouzidong Town, Tang Dao, who was in an unemployed and "rehabilitated", either cooked for his wife who came home from the second half of the hospital, or took Xiao Tangshanhe out for a walk.

The people in the old street of Dakouzidong Town were even familiar with the rules of the group leader Tang who enjoyed walking his children. The snack shops prepared food for Xiao Tangshanhe early. When Tang Tuanzhou was waiting for the baby to walk his children, he handed the snacks over, touched Tangshanhe's face and heard his husky voice shouting: "Thank you uncle, uncle and aunt!"

Faced with the kindness of the villagers, Tang Tuanzuo did not refuse. He carried a travel bag on his body and opened his gifts from the people with a smile.

Of course, this gift is not in vain. At night, someone will always come to pay the bill. If anyone wants it, then the next day when Tang Tuanzuo passed by his store, he would be in a terrible face.

"If you don't take the masses one stitch at a time, that's the military rules of my Four-League regiment. You want me, the leader, to be whipped, right?" Tang Tuanzhao took out the military rules manual and pointed to the 'lecture' of the regulations' business that refused to collect money.

Well, Tang Tuanzu said that this was the most important thing, and the people could only collect money, but this did not stop them from continuing to send all kinds of food to the villain Tangshanhe.

It’s a pity that Tangshan, who is only one and a half years old, has not yet grown his teeth. He can’t eat so many snacks. He can only watch his father mention all the delicious food to the Sixing Gang Nursing House, where there are more than 300 children of the Sixing Gang and the officers and soldiers of the police brigade.

Although there is no shortage of food and drink, and there are special recruitment of women in life, these kinds of snacks are not something you can eat every day.

This is not because the Sixing Tuan team is stingy and reluctant to spend money to buy it, but because Ye Chenghuan, director of the Political Department, believes that these little guys should develop the habit of being thrifty and simple since childhood.

Their old man and his mother are working hard for the country on the front line. Isn’t it just that they hope that when they grow up, they can build the country and become pillars of this country?

If you want to be a pillar, there is no reason to live in a greenhouse. Just like wild flowers in the mountains, they will bloom proudly no matter how many storms you experience, while domestic flowers will wither after a night of storms.

This makes sense, but Tang Dao looked at the children who were only one year old, two or three years old, and some of them couldn't help feeling a little sad. Some of them didn't know how long it would take to see their parents once, and some of them might never see their fathers and mothers again in their lives.

During the Battle of Shipai, a platoon leader of the first battalion was blown up by Japanese artillery shells. He had a chance to survive, but in order to save a recruit beside him, the platoon leader of the lieutenant chose to throw the recruit under him at the moment when the shells roared down.

The second lieutenant platoon leader, who used his shield, was like a tattered rag doll, his arms were blown away, and one leg was blown away to the point of being connected. Half of his skin drooped to his chin, and his body was even more bloody and fuzzy.

Even if the soldiers covered him with at least 15 hemostatic bags and carried him to the medical team as quickly as possible, the military doctor used all means, and even injected morphine imported from the United States with a dose of more than three times that of ordinary people, he could not stop the pain.

The entire body under the bandage was twitching due to severe pain!

At that moment, even Qian Dazhu, the commander of the company, who was cut by a knife, could not bear to watch his comrades suffer such a crime, but the second lieutenant platoon leader persisted with an extremely tenacious will to survive until Leng Feng, who had been commanding the battle, rushed to the medical team.

"Your girl is my girl. I, Leng Feng and his wife are gone. Shi Tou and others will never starve her and cold her." Leng Feng pressed his head against the soldiers who rushed out of the Sihang Warehouse with him, and made a deep promise.

The second lieutenant platoon leader who had been hanging his breath for a while was then gently lowered his head and let the tears of the former platoon leader slip onto his face.

The moment he left, what he was most worried about was his daughter who was only 2 years old.

His wife, a field hospital nurse, had already been killed in the battle of Zishan because of shrapnel hit by shrapnel in front of the front line for rescue of wounded men.

For this reason, he was granted the position of being the second lieutenant platoon leader in the guard battalion of Dakouzidong Town, and his military rank remained unchanged, but he still couldn't bear to part with his brothers and chose to follow the main force of the Four-Road Regiment south.

Before leaving, he hugged his daughter who had just learned to call him father and kissed him again and again. Until the back of the last soldier in the first battalion was about to blur, he cruelly put his daughter back in the arms of the director of the nursery school, turned his head and walked faster and faster, as if he had not heard his daughter's crying loudly.

Little did they know that at that moment, the front of the military uniform had been wet.

When the Army Lieutenant was buried in the Shipai Beidoushan Martyrs Cemetery, he had a photo in his arms, a photo of a family of three. Among the two soldiers, a man and a woman, there was a bright smile, and a fat baby who was just half a year old grinning!

Now, both soldiers have died in battle, and the fat baby has run around the ground with her little braids.

Tang Dao still remembered that the day after he came back, he came to the nursery with Leng Feng's instructions to visit this little girl named Wen Xiuxiu. He heard from the dean that Wen Xiuxiu, who had always been cheerful and laughing, glanced at Tang Shanhe, who had put his hand in his mouth and looked silly, and asked Tang Dao very timidly: "You are my father, then is this my brother?"

"I'm not a father. Your father is still fighting on the front line. He hasn't had time to come back to see you. When you grow up a little longer, he will come back." Tang Dao didn't want to deceive the little girl, but looking at the girl's quick and dim eyes, Tang Dao finally lied to her.

"This is Tang Shanhe. Remember his name. He will be your younger brother in the future. If you need any help, please just call him!" Tang Dao carefully pulled Tang Shanhe to the little girl. "Call for a sister!"

Of course, the little girl didn't know how heavy Tang Dao's promise was. Now she only knows that she has a white and fat brother who is cute and adorable.

The future Tangshanhe is a strong man who is 1.82 meters tall, and carrying a hundred kilograms of rice on his shoulder is a piece of cake.

Of course, more importantly, 38 years later, Tangshanhe was the first man under his command to break the enemy's defense line and plant the national flag on the enemy's claim to never fall to the top of the mountain in that battle in the southwest.

At this time, Tang Shanhe was just a soft and cute little kid who was one and a half years old. He didn't give him so much food along the way, so he could only slim his fingers.

Although Xiao Tang Shanhe was very disgusted with the father who snatched his mother's father on the first night, as time went by, he liked to stick to the Tang sword more and more. It was not only the nature of father and son, but also the unique smell of his father making him feel safe.

"Sister! You are so tall!" Xiao Tang Shanhe looked up at the little girl who was half a head taller than him, his eyes full of envy.

If he had grown so tall, he might have been able to trot all the way behind his father, without being ridiculed by his father for being so short and so big that he had to hold his back.

The little girl who was already a little lost looked at the soft and cute Tang Shanhe, and her mood improved instantly, and she reached out to hold Tang Shanhe's little hand.

Then, when Tang Dao untied the backpack behind him, opened it, and it was filled with all kinds of food sold in the old streets in the town, his eyes suddenly opened.

"This is what your father asked me to buy for you and the children in the yard with military pay. As long as I am at home, I will have it every day." Tang Dao squatted down and said with a smile.

"Thank you, dad, and uncle!" The little girl's big eyes smiled into two crescent moons.

That was one of the most beautiful pairs of eyes Tang Dao has ever seen in his life!

But my mood at that time was a little sour!

Tang Dao does these two things every day, accompanying his wife and children, not attending any military meetings. Occasionally, officers and soldiers from the security brigade return to the garrison to report to him. He just talks with the other party about the front line when he sees him, and then waves his hand to drive people away, saving even the food and drink.

As for the Second War Zone Command, the 4th Army Command and even the 80th Army Command called him to go and take a look, he refused on the pretext that he had not recovered from the serious injury and was unable to withstand the long-distance marching.

In the eyes of many people, Tang Tuanzu directly turned on the lying flat and scattered mode, and even seemed to have forgotten the disaster relief.

It was not until New Year's Day that it was still a month and a half before the New Year was celebrated. Tang Dao seemed to remember that not only did he recover from his injuries, but he was also assigned to serve as deputy disaster relief commander and started working mode.

"Please ask the superior to collect 200,000 civilians and gather in Bailang Street, Zijingguan Town before the New Year. The disaster relief materials will arrive soon." Tang Dao sent a telegram to the commander surnamed Jiang in the First War Zone.

"What is Tang Dao doing?" The general commander who was a little confused by Tang Dao's telegram, forced a sentence in Shaanxi Province.

If this is not the case, it cannot express his confusion.

The Bailang Street mentioned by Tang Dao is an extremely famous place, located at the junction of Shaanxi, Hubei and Henan provinces. A Bailang River flows from Shaanxi Province at the western end of Bailang Street to Henan Province in the street, and then turns to Hubei Province in the south.

Tang Dao's meaning is also very clear. The materials he organized will be transported from Shaanxi Province to Henan Province.

This was also closely related to the areas controlled by China and Japan at that time. The Japanese army occupied the area north of the Yellow River in Henan Province and cut off the connection between Henan Province and Jin Province. If you want to transport materials from adjacent Jin Province to Henan Province, you must detour to Shaanxi Province to enter.

The transportation channel is a small matter. The key is that you have to have supplies to deliver. How much supplies do you have to collect 200,000 civilians?

That's not just a matter of talking. It's easy to find 200,000 people. Nearly one-third of the places in Henan Province have millions of refugees due to drought. They all rely on the little porridge and water relief provided by local governments. As long as you say you are rewarded with food, not to mention 200,000, or 800,000 can be obtained for you.

But where does it come from collecting 200,000 people? The civilians have to go hundreds of miles to eat! In the current situation in Henan Province, it is really not easy to get a million kilograms of food. Unless military rations are used, it is related to the safety of the First War Zone. Once something goes wrong, he, the general commander, cannot bear the responsibility.

"Give another power generation to ask Tang Dao how much supplies it has. If it is only hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain, I will send a transportation team to pull it out." General Jiang frowned and pondered for a while. After all, it was still hard to believe that Tang Dao had such strong abilities.

The information he received was that the Executive Yuan distributed 3 million French coins to Tang Dao. Tang Dao did not have the ability to turn stones into gold. Could it be that where can it be transformed into food?

Not to mention that most of the provinces in Jin Province are now in decline, even in the heyday of Jin Province, the grain produced by dry mountains is only 221 kilograms per person. Can it be compared with Henan Province, which accounts for one tenth of the country's grain output?

If Tang Dao returns to Taihang Mountain, he can generate millions of kilograms of grain, and no fool can believe it.

"The first batch of disaster relief grains are about 5 million kilograms! The second batch is being concentrated!" Tang Dao's call back is also very simple.

General Jiang...

Then ecstasy!

As the first military and political person in Henan Province, he is responsible for defending the territory and paying attention to people's livelihood. A few months ago, the highest executive of Henan Province who revealed his experiences and stories to the mountain city leaders, was directly cut off the jail. If some old friends had not mediated it, they would have almost lost their heads.

Once the disaster is severe, the number of refugees increases, he, the commander of the First War Zone, may not escape. Although Tang Dao's 5 million grain is not considered a large amount, it can at least solve the urgent problem, right?

As for whether Tang Dao would brag, he wouldn't know how to do it based on his understanding of Tang Dao.

As for where the food comes from, the general Jiang, who has an average combat level, has enough emotional intelligence and can be called "ice and snow-clear". He immediately thought of the blonde who "kissed" Tang at the airport.

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Not to mention, he was really wrong. Without Laura's help, Tang Dao could not replace the American sword with food even if he had great ability.

Tang Dao also spitted a nail in one mouthful, saying that 5 million pounds would be 5 million pounds. Tang Dao used 60% of the second war zone's transportation capacity to transport this batch of supplies.

After receiving Tang Dao's request and the remuneration of 200,000 kilograms of military rations, the four armies stationed in Zhongtiao Mountain sent a large transport team of 12,000 people and 6,000 pack horses. The Second War Zone directly sent a logistics regiment, and the Eighty Army recruited 10,000 civilians in southeastern Shanxi to push wheelbarrows. The 10 major merchants in Dakouzidong Town also sent 400 large trucks and nearly a thousand pack horses.

This wave of transport teams, which are the largest on the battlefield in North China, set off from their respective garrisons and headed to Zishan, southern Hebei under the escort of at least one infantry battalion.

There, Tang Dao hoarded all the various grains that had been transported by American merchant ships to Jincheng Port and then continuously transported to Jin Province by the Manchurian company in the past two years.

At the beginning, there were detailed statistics, but the quantity was too large later. During this period, it was distributed to the people of southern Hebei for use, which could no longer be accurate to within a thousand kilograms. The approximate total amount was definitely more than 40 million kilograms.

After logistics statistics, the loss of so many people on the way to transport this batch of grain is probably more than 1.5 million kilograms.

Therefore, in fact, the actual transportation volume of this transport team sent by each department must exceed at least 7.5 million jin to ensure that the total volume of 5 million jin after receiving and transporting it to the local area is guaranteed.

This time, Tang Dao not only sat in the back and issued an order. He said goodbye to his wife and children and took his strengthened guard squad with the transportation team across the Yellow River, entered the mountains of Shaanxi Province and arrived at the famous junction of the three provinces, and then arrived at Zhengcheng.

"At the beginning of next spring, if the drought continues or the affected area expands, more batches of food will be shipped to Henan Province, but they are not provided for free to the victims, but are sold as grain merchants, and the price of grain remains unchanged from the moment. In addition, the superior is also asked to apply for more funds and materials from the Executive Yuan for disaster relief, otherwise, the famine will involve the lives of millions of people.

To put it bluntly, your and my military positions and even their lives are not worth mentioning in the face of such natural disasters, but if the bad reputation remains in the world due to poor disaster relief, it would be really "leave a name in history".

In addition, I would like to ask the superior to give me a privilege. If any grain merchant dares to hoard goods or raise prices during such special periods, I will deal with it with military law. In extraordinary times, I should use extraordinary means.

Also, regarding the enlistment of military rations in the areas under its jurisdiction, I hope to postpone the implementation, at least after this disaster year, otherwise it is very likely that natural disasters will turn into man-made disasters." Tang Dao said very frankly in the office of General Jiang.

"Can it be so serious?" General Jiang took a breath.

What surprised him was not that Tang Dao, the killing god, was still murderous intent when he arrived at his first battle zone, but that he seemed to see the naked land of Henan Province from Tang Dao's conversation.

"Thinking of some things at the worst may be better than having a lucky mentality. I also hope that the weather will be good in the coming year, and the military rations in the First War Zone will have to be released from this province with high output." Tang Dao continued.

The future little butterfly certainly knew that the 1942 round of the Great Famine in Henan Province, a drought that was not encountered in a century was the root cause, but the government’s poor relief and some troops’ excessive taxes were even worse, which eventually led to the tragic disaster of 30 million people suffering from disasters lasting nearly a year, which finally starved to 3 million people.

The grain he transported can only treat symptoms but not root causes. If you want to treat the root causes, you have to ask the government to intervene and control people in advance.

He came here to start with the grain merchant. Whoever dared to raise prices or not sell grain during this period would slaughter it first, no matter who stood behind him.

He killed the Japanese, and the major general who killed him, and he killed the general who dared to make money at this time.

It depends on whether some people are aware of the current affairs.

"Okay! The Executive Yuan will be left to me to take charge, and the fight against the unscrupulous businessmen will be left to you. I will give you a security camp. If there are really people who hoard the goods, they will be punished by wartime military laws, which is to kill chickens and scare monkeys, and they should not be killed indiscriminately! The contracting of grain in the army is related to the seriousness of the anti-Japanese war, and it still needs to be discussed and decided by many parties. It is not something I can decide. Let's put it aside for the time being." The general surnamed Jiang finally nodded in agreement.

However, he didn't say anything, so he still mentioned it to Tang Dao's attention. After all, if he could become a grain merchant at this time, there was not a senior military official behind him? Especially the commander of the 20th Army, his grain merchants accounted for one-quarter of the entire Henan Province.

"I can't save this! Please rest assured, I, Tang Dao, have always been convinced by virtue!" Tang Dao grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

The General Jiang's heart was not only cold! He was inexplicably regretful of giving Tang Dao the right.
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