In the courtyard of the Logistics Department of the 386th Brigade, more than a dozen donkey carts were loaded and they had just come in from outside the courtyard.

When the logistics minister Zhang Wanhe came out of the room after hearing the news, he was surprised when he saw his old acquaintance, "Oh, Commander Li, are you here to send the seizure? I said, "I will definitely have a good thing when I heard the magpie screaming today."

Li Yunlong laughed, but the laughter was filled with helplessness and bitterness: "Minister Zhang heard the magpies, but I heard the ravens.

Two hundred and seventy long spears, ten short spears, three crooked slings, and seventeen shells, I'm bleeding."

All seizures are not a false statement.

The materials he mentioned were the ones that the brigade commander had to hand over after they were reported to the brigade headquarters. Only then did the remaining weapons and equipment be distributed by their new regiment themselves.

So, Li Yunlong came today and sent the seized to the brigade commander.

Faced with the complaints from his old comrades, Zhang Wanhe didn't care. He walked to the donkey cart and looked at the weapons and supplies transported, then turned around and said:

"I don't know you, Li Yunlong, are just thinking about taking advantage of you. You just say that you have bleeding, not how much you have taken.

The bullets were loaded in vain. These hundreds of sets of cotton coats were made for you in vain? And the grenades, your regiment was already rich and took twenty boxes from me last time. The brigade commander is already fond of you."

Li Yunlong was said and laughed, "That's true. The brigade commander is good to us, and we know it in our hearts. If you won a big victory, you will give the brigade commander a long face!"

More than 300 Japanese and more than 200 puppet troops were eaten in one bite, which was enough to give the brigade chief a face.

I heard that the division commander called and asked in detail, and also talked about the previous Battle of Shentouling. The staff of the brigade headquarters all said that the brigade commander laughed very happily at that time.

After the two chatted for a few more times, Li Yunlong couldn't sit still, "Old Zhang, then you count it. I'll go to the brigade commander first. I'll invite you to drink after you finish."

"Okay, okay, I know you can't wait, so go and find the brigade commander to receive the merits and receive the award." Zhang Wanhe waved his hand helplessly and signaled him to leave quickly.

Li Yunlong's anxious temper can't be changed.

When Li Yunlong left, Zhang Wanhe surrounded the dozens of trucks of supplies and finally stopped hiding his excited expression and directed the people from the logistics department to count them quickly.

It is difficult to be the Minister of Logistics, there are only a few things, but there are too many units waiting for supplies with their mouths open. It is not an easy task to try to make most people happy.

The batch brought by Li Yunlong is the most popular in recent months, so it is normal for him to smile from ear to ear.

Brigade Department, combat command room.

The most eye-catching thing about the map hanging on the wall are the thick black lines and thin lines. Thick lines represent railways, and thin lines represent highways.

Thick and thin lines are densely connected, connected by the longitude and latitude, like a huge net covering the map.

On military maps, transportation networks occupy a very important position and are often marked with eye-catching black.

Now the huge nets woven by these eye-catching black lines seem to be waiting for prey, giving people a very depressing feeling.

It seems that this is the habit of many military strategists. The brigade commander stood next to the map, staring at the black network on the map, thinking.

"Report."

A big voice from Li Da'er broke this tranquility.

The brigade commander turned his head and looked out the door, and saw that it was Li Yunlong who had come, "It's really time to come, come in."

"Hehe." Li Yunlong seemed to know that he was disturbing the brigade commander's thoughts. He first laughed and acted obediently, "Brig Commander, I've delivered everything you want."

"Didn't you give me a discount?"

The brigade commander just asked, and when he saw Li Yunlong's expression, he knew that the boy was playing tricks with him: "Tell me, where did you give me a discount?"

"The Brigade Commander, nothing else is wrong. I just kept fifteen mortar shells." Li Yunlong said that this was not a big deal, it was just a trivial matter, and there was no need for the Grand Brigade Commander to ask about it like this.

"How can I not know your little bit of intestines?"

The brigade commander didn't he be polite to him, pointing at him and saying, "No, why are you keeping the shells? You kid detained the mortars, right?"

For the Eighth Route Army, artillery is very rare. If an artillery unit is formed in the brigade, the troops below must be seized and handed over.

Li Yunlong's behavior is a serious violation of discipline.

But Li Yunlong also had a lot of misunderstandings. He said: "Brig Commander, you can't bully people too much. Your brigade commander has several cannons under him. I am a main regiment commander and don't even have a single cannon. That's too much of a price."

"Is this the reason why you bargain with me?" The brigade commander glared and grabbed the whip from the table. As soon as he showed his power, Li Yunlong was so scared that he shrank his neck.

Of course, the brigade commander could not really use a whip to whip him. After all, Li Yunlong made a contribution, not making a mistake and exposes the sky.

Rewards and punishments are clearly needed.

Li Yunlong naturally knew this, otherwise he would have the confidence to detain a mortar. He would light a light in the thatched cottage and seek death!

Moreover, he didn't dare to use these merits to make the brigade commander feel that he was proud of his merits.

So, he had to change his perspective and talk to the brigade commander: "Brig Commander, think about it, if I have such a cannon now, I can be a surprise soldier, and if I can give the enemy a surprise, the more I can win the battle.

If you win two more battles in the future, you will be lucky and seize two more cannons. Then you will send them to the brigade commander, and you will earn two cannons. Which one is more cost-effective, you know better than me!"

The brigade commander looked at him: "Okay, you'll pass the test. You'll remember this today. You owe me two cannons and thirty shells."

"Ah, the shells have doubled. You are even darker than the landlord!" Li Yunlong widened his eyes and felt very aggrieved.

"Why, if you don't want to, then send me the things."

"No, no, no!" Li Yunlong waved his hand quickly, "Braft Commander, I agree, I agree. The senior official is to crush someone to death."

The brigade commander just pretended that he hadn't heard his complaints, put down the whip, turned his head and continued to look at the map.

Li Yunlong, the monkey, can't beat him from time to time. Otherwise, he will easily be confused about his surname.

Li Yunlong felt bored by himself when he was left aside, so he looked left and right, and finally got to the next to the map.

"Have you seen something?" asked the brigade commander.

"ah!"

Li Yunlong was so fascinated that he was called by the brigade commander before he could react.

He pointed to the black lines on the map, "The grids formed by these railways and highways are too dense. The Japanese can quickly mobilize troops and form a local advantage in force.

The highway network and the railway network divide our base areas, just like a rope around our necks, which is too fatal.

I see that in winter, we have to find an opportunity to deal with him and find something for the Japanese to do, so that they can't be too comfortable."

"I have an idea." The brigade commander praised. Li Yunlong was already aware of the overall situation.

Of course, this is also the reason why he was appreciated by the brigade commander and the division commander.

The brigade commander turned around and found a piece of paper from the pile of documents on the table: "A commendation order sent to the division headquarters."

The award order is the same as the award certificate. A thin piece of paper doesn’t seem to be anything, but the meaning it contains is different.

When discussing promotion, in a word, when you have made contributions and what department you receive is the most convincing thing.

If Li Yunlong only received commendation and was not punished, he might be a major general in the end, or a lieutenant general.

But whoever made him make the contributions he had made as many punishments as he had received, and he was lucky enough to be able to be called a major general in the end.

If the old leader who was rated military rank had not seen that he was an old subordinate for many years, he would have said a few good things to him. Otherwise, he would have nowhere to cry if he finally called him a colonel.

Not to mention the future, just talk about it, Li Yunlong is still happy to receive the commendation order.

Although I won the award many times, I was not as excited as the first time. But it was always a good thing, and there was no reason to be unhappy.

He didn't recognize the words above, so he looked at them happily for a while, and then recognized Li Yunlong and the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army.

He stacked the reward order and put it in his pocket, but Li Yunlong had not left yet.

The brigade commander glanced at him: "Okay, you have received the rewards, so I don't have to leave you for lunch, right?"

Li Yunlong shook his head: "No, no, I have something small. Yuan Chenming, the big scholar of our regiment, is here with the brigade commander. If I want nothing, I will take him away today."

It would be fine if I didn't talk about this, but when I talked about this, the brigade commander was also furious.

When I talked yesterday, I found that it was indeed a talent. He was ready to promote it and directly arranged it as the deputy director of the Grenade Arsenal Factory of the Xinjian Brigade.

But the boy actually refused and refused to agree to anything, which surprised the brigade commander.

Didn’t it mean that people have been recruited? In the end, this kind of misunderstanding happened.

The political commissar later mentioned to him and told him that Yuan Chenming was all about going to the county town to do business. The brigade commander felt more and more heartbroken.

Such talents actually want to do business, which is the loss of the Eighth Route Army!

But the same thing is true: the Eighth Route Army comes and goes freely and cannot be forced.

Full of anger at Yuan Chenming, the brigade commander scattered all over Li Yunlong's head, "How come you are the commander? You can't even stay alone."

"I heard that you had a conflict with others at the beginning, but I think there is still a lack of a political commissar to take care of you."

After a slap in his face, Li Yunlong felt a little cold when he heard it. As the brigade commander didn't want to leave him, he had to be appointed as a political commissar for him when he was freed up.

I feel like my heart is not going well.

In the end, the brigade commander said, "I have to live ten years less with you, get out!"

Li Yunlong was scolded and got out of here.

...

The Eighth Route Army was very efficient, especially the grenade arsenal factory was unanimously valued by the brigade commander and political commissar, and the next day the personnel and materials were already collected.

The first set of tools brought by Zhaojiazhuang has become the best object of imitation. Carpenters and blacksmiths don’t need to worry too much, just create them step by step.

In order to create the first grenade as soon as possible, Yuan Chenming couldn't wait, so he and his original team directly took the first set of tools to start making it.
To be continued...