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Even CEO Peng, who had always been impartial, could not help but be moved by the equipment that Wei Shanhe had sent over.

"Why don't you keep some for yourself?”

Boss Peng asked in confusion.

"Wei Shanhe doesn't care about these weapons. The Independent Regiment now has an American rifle and a Soviet submachine gun. Even the heavy machine gun has a caliber of 12.7mm. The Japanese armored patrol cars and cavalry small tanks are like paper in front of these heavy machine guns.”

Zuo Quan had also learned about the situation of the Independent Regiment, which shocked the Chief of Staff.

"Looks like this Wei brat really has the ability to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace. In that case, we can accept him without worry.”Boss Peng did not ask where Wei Shanhe got his weapons and equipment. As long as it was an army that armed the people, the source was not important.

"Should we reward the Independent Regiment?”Zuo Quan thought for a moment and said.

"Ask Chen Geng to come over and take some of the equipment away. After all, the independent regiment is still part of the 386th Brigade.”Boss Peng paused and continued,"When the time comes, tell Chen Geng to personally visit the Independent Regiment.”

"Alright." Zuo Quan nodded.

Boss Peng, who was about to turn around and leave, seemed to have thought of something. He stopped and turned around to say,"Recently, a group of university students from Yan 'an have arrived. They haven't been arranged at the headquarters yet, so they've all been sent to the Independent Regiment. Wei Shanhe has been recruiting, so our headquarters can't pretend that we didn't see anything.

Moreover, he had so many captives on his side, and there was definitely not enough political workers. He also selected some people from the headquarters to send over.”

Hearing this, Zuo Quan nodded and said,"I'll make the arrangements immediately. When the time comes, let the youth regiment follow Chen Geng to the independent regiment.”

……

In the independent regiment headquarters in Yang Village, Wei Shanhe was gathering all the officers above the company commander level to conclude the battle.

Li Yunlong was the one who summarized the battle. After all, Li Yunlong was more experienced in such matters. Moreover, he had been with the Independent Regiment the entire time, so he could see the shortcomings more clearly.

Wei Shanhe was immersed in the gift bag space.

Even though they had only taken down a Wan Clan Town and didn't cause much trouble, they had gained quite a lot.

Capturing the puppet soldiers would also give him a gift bag. He had also killed a large Japanese infantry unit and an infantry squadron. With a total of more than 4,000 people, Wei Shanhe had received more than 100 big white gift bags.

However, there were only three big blue gift bags.

This also made Wei Shanhe understand that the probability of obtaining a high-level gift bag in a regular battle was too small.

There were a total of 185 big white gift bags, which could be exchanged for 18,500 points. Wei Shanhe bought all of them.

For the development of the Independent Regiment and the Special Forces, the use of the big white gift bags was negligible. It was better to use all the benefits on the blade.

If he lacked anything, he could buy it from the Basic Market to make the best use of it.

Looking at the last three blue gift bags, Wei Shanhe did not open them immediately. He kept them in the gift bag space. 18,000 points was not much, but it was not a small amount either. If he did not have enough points, the blue gift bag could save him.

In fact, Wei Shanhe, who had opened many purple gift bags, was already looking down on the blue gift bags. If there was a purple gift bag, he would open it without hesitation. Perhaps there would be an even bigger surprise.

"Report, the new political commissar is here.”

The summary meeting had just ended. Wei Shanhe, Old Li, and Kong Jie were preparing to start cooking in the group. Roast chicken and roasted lamb legs had already been served on the table. The Moutai wine had also been opened. The guard came in and reported.

"Alright, invite her in. You can eat next time too.”Wei Shanhe said.

At this moment, Zhao Gang, who was outside the independent regiment, looked at the troops who were burying pots and cooking around him with a shocked expression.

There were several pots of boiling rice. The steamer was filled with white steamed buns. flowers. In another pot, the cook was stewing a large basin of red braised pork and roasting a whole lamb over a fire.

If it weren't for the fact that these soldiers were indeed wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army and that they kept calling him 'commander', Zhao Gang wouldn't have believed that this was an independent regiment.

Since when did the Eighth Route Army have such heaven-defying food?

The guards behind Zhao Gang and Monk Wei, who was dressed in the military uniform of the Kuomingtang Party and covered in dust, smelled the temptation. The fragrance of human flesh made their saliva flow out of their throats.

Even Zhao Gang was no exception. Although the 8th Route Army didn't give them meat to eat, they didn't eat it in this way. Most importantly, every time they ate meat, each person would only have a little bit. More than that, they would have a mouthful of broth. It was considered meat.

Zhao Gang pulled over a soldier who was collecting steamed buns and asked,""Do you usually eat like this?”

"Chief, we don't usually eat like this. We just came back from a victory and our regiment commander ordered us to celebrate.”

This answer made Zhao Gang's face look much better. He instinctively asked,"Then what do you usually eat?"

"Usually, we don't roast a whole lamb. Fruit juice and that drink called Coke are usually limited. It's not like we can drink as much as we want during celebrations.”

Zhao Gang was instantly speechless. Roasted whole lamb looked very tempting. However, in Zhao Gang's eyes, rice, steamed buns, and braised pork were true love.

"Then do you usually eat rice, white noodles, braised pork, and meat soup every day?”Zhao Gang confirmed.

"Chief, you don't know that our training is very tough. We can't persevere without eating meat. However, our regiment commander also said that eating rice, flour, and other fine grains every day will cause athlete's foot to grow. Therefore, we will also eat some coarse grains in the future.”A soldier beside him immediately explained.

"The regiment commander also said that eating more meat can cure many of our night blindness. In addition, many of our comrades are still growing, so we can't go hungry.”

The soldiers 'answers made Zhao Gang's face look much better, but he was still shocked by the independent regiment's extravagant three meals.

At this moment, Monk Wei, who was following behind Zhao Gang, tugged at Zhao Yang's clothes and said,""Sir, I've decided to join the 8th Route Army.”

Looking at Monk Wei who was about to drool, Zhao Gang was even more speechless.

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