When they opened the door, everyone in the kitchen, except Song An, could not take their eyes off him.
No one expected that in this simple wooden house, other than the various guns in the hands of the national army and the Japanese, there were actually bullets stored under each corresponding gun!
In addition to the wooden box that contained the bullets, there were a few other boxes in the corner.
Song An walked over curiously and opened it to find that it was a grenade.
And among these grenades, there were grenades made in the border region!
Although the grenades made in the Border Region weren't anything good, what did the existence of grenades made in the Border Region mean? This meant that this group of bandits had also robbed them!
He even f * cking killed the rich to help the poor, used justice to distribute wealth, and fooled ghosts?
When the cooks saw this, they were furious.
"The bandits of the Black Cloud Stronghold are really arrogant. They even stole the equipment of the eight armies!”
The bandits, who were already terrified, panicked even more and hurriedly explained with a smile.
" Our brothers in the stockade have to survive anyway. We have to take something from everyone we see. We're not deliberately targeting the Eighth Route Army…"
Song An didn't care.
"That's normal. Xie Baoqing and Shan Lingzi would have to pluck their feathers bald if a wild goose flew over from here. Why wouldn't they be able to rob the Eighth Route Army a few times?”
After a rough check, Song An waved his hand to let his brothers in.
"The few of you, pick some weapons that are suitable for you!”
"In the future, this Black Cloud Stronghold will be our base!”
When they heard that they were going to choose a weapon, they were quite excited.
But in the blink of an eye, they heard Song An asking them to stay, and everyone stopped in their tracks.
"Class monitor, what do you mean by that?”
"Isn't our base in Zhao Family Valley?”
"Class monitor, are we not going back?”
"You're not going back to be a bandit here? It would be too embarrassing if word got out…"
Song An was immediately unhappy and his expression darkened.
"What's wrong with staying? Do you think I'm so free that I won't use the Black Cloud Stronghold?”
"Besides, it's not like you don't know the situation outside. Where do you want to go after leaving the Black Cloud Stronghold?”
The few of them looked at each other and were momentarily speechless.
According to the current situation, staying in the Black Cloud Stronghold was indeed the best choice.
After all, the terrain here was good, and weapons, food, and accommodation were all ready-made.
However, they were from the Eighth Route Army after all. It felt strange to suddenly stay in the village…
Seeing that the faces of the people in the kitchen were not quite right, Song An slowed down his voice and took the initiative to explain.
"Our regiment commander has already said that since we've split up to develop independently, it doesn't matter if we steal or rob, as long as we can develop!”
"If that's the case, so what if we occupy a bandit's nest?”
"As long as we don't rob or commit crimes, this Black Cloud Stronghold is just a place to stay!”
After being coaxed and coerced by him, the people in the kitchen stopped talking, which was equivalent to tacit agreement.
Song An waved his hand.
"Since you don't have any objections, after you're done choosing your weapons, go pack up.”
After all, it was a place that he would be living in for a long time in the future. It was unreasonable for it to be so messy with corpses and the smell of blood.
The few of them agreed and began to move.
Song An also went in to pick for a while and took an extremely small Browning.
When most of them had left, the two bandits at the door opened their mouths carefully.
" That…Second Leader, we…the two of us…"
Song An slapped his forehead. I forgot about the two of you!"
"Men, drag these two out and finish them off!”
Since Song An's little treasury had been found, there was basically no information on the mountain stronghold that could be used by these two people, so there was no need to keep them.
In an instant, the two bandits were dumbfounded. They looked at Song An and did not know what to say.
The Eighth Route Army would not kill the innocent. They were soldiers of the people.
Why was this person in front of him different?
However, before they could say anything else, someone from the kitchen came up and dragged them away.
Everyone had almost finished picking their weapons, and the courtyard quickly quieted down.
Song An counted the items in the armory.
Including the grenades and other items, the guns and pills inside would not be a problem for them to last for three to six months if they did not expand their troops or engage in large-scale battles.
She didn't expect Xie Baoqing to be so good at saving things.
After counting, Song An locked the door and turned to the master bedroom.
He remembered that Xie Baoqing had told him that there were more than a hundred yuan in the secret compartment under the bed!
Seeing the big lock hanging on the bedroom door, Song An did not think twice and slapped him again!
In the next second, the iron lock that was as thick as a chopstick broke!
However, Song An was also in so much pain that he kept swinging his hand.
"F * ck, this lock is quite hard!”
It seemed that in the future, he would still have to use tools. Although his body was strong, it could not withstand the pain!
Gritting his teeth, he used his other hand to flip for a long time until he twisted a vase. Only then did the secret compartment under the bed click and slowly rise up.
Song An's face lit up as he walked over with small steps.
What surprised him was that this secret compartment didn't look big, but it contained a lot of things.
Other than the hundred plus dollars inside, there were also two small gold bars!
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