The air at the scene froze, and the people around them looked at Huo Qingqing at the same time.
Huo Qingqing seemed to have sensed the ambiguity in her words, so she quickly added.
"What I mean is that we'll stay in the same room so that it'll be easier for us to work together. He turned around and asked someone to hang a curtain in the middle of the bed so that everyone could sleep separately.”
Everyone nodded slightly, as if they understood.
Since Huo Qingqing didn't care, Xie Baoqing naturally didn't say anything more.
An hour later.
In the Black Cloud Stronghold's Hall of Righteousness, the few officers of the Black Mountain guerrilla unit gathered together again.
Xie Baoqing had already turned the hall into a combat conference room, using a few old tables to temporarily assemble a conference table.
Because this was a cadre meeting organized by Huo Qingqing, the instructor, and not a combat meeting, Huo Qingqing was naturally the host.
The pretty boy who came with Huo Qingqing sat on Huo Qingqing's left.
This pretty boy was called Liang Zhen, and he was a secretary sent by the division.
Xie Baoqing crossed his arms in front of him and sat on Huo Qingqing's right hand side as if it had nothing to do with him.
The rest were the two Company Leaders, Leng San and Niu Ben, as well as the Cavalry Company Commander, Sun Desheng.
"Alright, since everyone is here, let's start the meeting now.
First of all, I'm very happy to be able to work in our Black Mountain guerrilla unit. I hope everyone can support my work in the future.
I'm new here, so I don't know much about the actual situation in the army.
Today's meeting is mainly to understand the personnel structure of our Black Mountain guerilla unit, the number of weapons and equipment, and the problems that the unit currently has.”
After saying that, Huo Qingqing turned her gaze to Xie Baoqing.
Xie Baoqing frowned slightly. He thought to himself,'I've been talking for so long just to get out how much money I have.'
"Instructor, our Black Mountain guerilla unit is a unit directly under the division. Including our officers, we have a total of 839 people.
For the time being, they are divided into three squadrons and a cavalry company. There are only a few officers in front of you, so I don't think I need to introduce them.
As for weapons and equipment, you know that we used to be Hu bandits. To put it bluntly, we're just a bunch of mobs.
Poor!
They only had about 200 Hanyang weapons in their hands, and some homemade mines. Most of the soldiers could only use large swords and spears.
There were even fewer bullets. He wished he could break a bullet in half.
If the conditions permit, can we ask the instructor and the higher-ups to apply for some weapons and equipment to be distributed to our guerrilla brigade?”
Xie Baoqing didn't know what Huo Qingqing's background was, so he couldn't reveal all of his wealth.
Xie Baoqing turned the tables and started crying to Huo Qingqing.
Now that the conditions of the war were tough, the seized weapons were not enough for the main forces to fight for.
It would be even more difficult for them, the miscellaneous guerillas, to get a share of the pie.
"Captain Xie, during the battle at the Gray Cloud Ridge, you destroyed the command center of that old devil Sakata.
How could there be only a few lousy guns?”At this moment, Secretary Liang could not help but interrupt.
Xia Baoqing couldn't help but glare at Liang Zhen.
"Take good notes of your meeting. This is a meeting between the leaders of our brigade. Why are you, a clerk, joining in the fun?
So what if I have a few lousy guns? I still killed that old devil Sakata.”
Huo Qingqing could tell that Xie Baoqing was hiding something about his weapons and equipment, but she didn't say anything.
Right now, the war was in its most difficult phase, and all the troops did not have sufficient weapons and equipment.
Most of the main forces would hide or underreport the weapons and equipment they had obtained from the battle.
After all, these things were all snatched from the hands of the Japanese soldiers.
What surprised Xie Baoqing was that Huo Qingqing did not continue to ask about the weapons and equipment. Instead, she changed the topic to the military-civilian relationship.
When she found out that Xie Baoqing had distributed the food to the people, Huo Qingqing even specially praised Xie Baoqing and the few officials present.
"Alright! Today's meeting will end here. Everyone should go and rest.”
After Huo Qingqing left, Xie Baoqing heaved a sigh of relief.
"You guys better keep your mouths shut. Don't expose your family background.
Niu Ben, especially you. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up.”
Xie Baoqing reminded Leng San and the others before leaving the meeting room quickly.
After leaving the meeting room, Xie Baoqing happened to see Monk Wei practicing in the courtyard, causing a gust of wind.
"Good kung fu."
Xie Baoqing clapped and walked towards Monk Wei.
"Monk, it would be a waste if you didn't go into battle to kill enemies with such good martial arts. Why don't you follow me to fight the devils in the future?”
Monk Wei glanced at Xie Baoqing, as if he didn't recognize Xie Baoqing as the yellow dog who gave him the gun that night.
"Sir, to be honest, don't be unhappy.
Your weapons and equipment are too outdated. How many Japanese can you kill with just a few spears? I might as well go back to my old army.”
Xie Baoqing couldn't help but feel angry. Why didn't the same trick work on me?
Logically speaking, the monk shouldn't have said with a face full of admiration at this moment,""So you're Commander Xie, the one who killed Captain Sakata. I'll fight you.”
Why did it become that the eight-way equipment was too old-fashioned? Could it be that this matter depended on one's character?
"Brat, who told you that our equipment is outdated? Come with me.”
Xie Baoqing shouted at Monk Wei and brought him to the warehouse where the weapons and equipment were stored.
Xie Baoqing walked into the storeroom first and threw everything he had into the storeroom. Then, he waved at Monk Wei.
Monk Wei walked to the door of the storeroom and looked at the weapons and equipment in the storeroom. He could not help but be dumbfounded.
P08 pistol
Type 100 submachine gun
German Flamethrower
MP40 submachine gun
Bazooka
All kinds of weapons came into view. The most outrageous thing was that there were five Type 92 infantry cannons. Were they really just a guerrilla team?
Xie Baoqing patted Monk Wei's shoulder arrogantly.
"I don't know if the other eight paths are old-fashioned or not, but I, Xie Baoqing, am definitely not old-fashioned at all.”
(To be continued, I, Xie Baoqing, am too poor…)
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