"No, right? The brigade commander agreed at the beginning." Li Yunlong said that he had no confidence and his voice gradually decreased unnaturally.

Yuan Lang smiled and said, "Who can give you a proof? Besides, Lao Li, you often make mistakes. The brigade commander wants to cause trouble for you, that's not a piece of cake.

Listen to my advice, take the initiative, and be able to bargain and strive for more.

Otherwise, if you have to hand over everything, don’t you do it too!”

The Eighth Route Army did a good job after following orders. It was much better than the army with mixed ingredients.

No matter how stupid Li Yunlong is, he has to execute the orders from his superiors honestly.

If you don’t execute it, you will see the consequences of disobeying on the battlefield last time. It is not as serious as disobeying on the battlefield, and it is not small.

Li Yunlong is not that stupid.

He came to Yuan Lang to tell his pain and relieve his sorrows.

Leader Li Da is not suitable to show weakness, and there are not many people in the whole group who are suitable for him as an audience.

Secondly, I want to make sympathy for my misfortune, and I want to find a supplement to Yuan Lang.

Have a hundred guns, one or two cannons to comfort his wounded heart.

"I have a big guy who can give you it, but I'm afraid that you will be asked by your brigade commander again before you get warmed up." Yuan Lang said.

He could see Li Yunlong's thoughts clearly, but he didn't point them out.

Anyway, the little thing in my hand will be revealed sooner or later. Today I will show my head to Lao Li to make him happy.

When Li Yunlong heard this, he became interested, "What big guy, do you want to give me a cannon? What caliber, how much weight, how many shells are there?"

His feelings for cannons have a long history. When he looked at the Japanese's Type 92 infantry cannon, he was so envious. He thought it was a good thing.

Later, through the seizure and Yuan Lang's gift, he set up an artillery company during the new regiment.

Although it is a smaller version, it is strong enough.

Inquiry at the entire 129th Division, which regiment can have its own artillery company?

The new ball is a scorpion poop, the only one!

I was transferred to the New Second Regiment and had to start from scratch. I finally got some possessions, but I was robbed by the brigade commander.

If he could get a cannon, he could barely soothe his wounded heart.

"Not a cannon." Yuan Lang shook his head: "Guess again."

Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment: "If it is not a cannon, what can you do? Can you still send me a tank and plane?"

He just couldn't guess nonsense, what could be called a big guy? Cannons, tanks, planes, can't be trains, warships, right?

That's too shadowless.

"A tank made by the Soviet Union."

"tank?"

Yuan Lang looked at Li Yunlong, whose face was full of surprise, nodded with a smile on his lips, "Yes, a Soviet-made A32 tank."

Li Yunlong had a mud leg, and he couldn't tell the types of tanks and armored vehicles. Yuan Langfei gave him a lot of verbal comments.

Only then did he understand how powerful this tank is.

"A tank that can hold up to ten Japanese devils, really, don't you lie to me?"

After receiving a positive answer, Li Yunlong was so happy that he drank bee shit.

This is such a big guy!

Think about it, even if the tanks are driven in front of the Japanese gun floor, there is no need to fire the gun. The puppet troops inside have to be scared, right?

Thinking of the wonderful thing, he couldn't help but smile.

It was completely ignored that no one in the New Second Regiment could drive a tank.

Even if the tank is given to him, he may not be able to save it in front of the brigade commander.

Yuan Lang was drinking a little wine and watching Li Yunlong enjoy it, and he was also happy.

After that, I would like to remind Li Yunlong again: "Don't forget that the brigade commander will rob."

Sitting and watching Li Yunlong's smile fade away and becoming even more sad.

This is the happiness of rich people.

Leader Li Da dared not bite the fat meat delivered to the door, and it is difficult for others to understand the pain.

"Damn, I have to say goodbye to the brigade commander. You can't just catch a sheep."

"Wait for my news."

Li Yunlong gave a message and left cursed.

"Old Li is really anxious. He hasn't even finished drinking." Yuan Lang muttered and fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

...

The headquarters of the Ministry of Tourism.

The director of the Logistics Department of the 386th Brigade was a middle-aged man named Ren Yongjian, and he was also an old revolutionary during the Red Army period.

Because of the injury to the battle, my legs and feet were lame, so I was transferred to the logistics department to exert my remaining energy.

"Oh, it's Captain Li! I said why did you hear the magpie screaming early in the morning? It turns out that you are here."

Ren Yongjian looked at the mighty war horses behind him with a joyful smile on his face.

At one glance, there were at least hundreds of war horses, and there were also a lot of things on those big trucks.

Leader Li was bleeding again!

The brigade commander probably will be happy again.

Li Yunlong's face was bitter. When people heard the magpies scream, they heard the crows screaming.

He is not the one who suffers a loss, "Old Ren, we haven't seen each other for several months. It seems that you have gained weight. The canned American food sent by our group is good to eat!"

"Tsk, do you think this logistics department is easy to work with, and your hair is white." Ren Yongjian took off his hat, and it was indeed mostly gray. He was not yet 40 years old!

The Eighth Route Army was short of supplies, and the people below were staring at the three melons and two dates in their hands.

To satisfy most people as much as possible, he, the logistics director, was so worried.

When Li Yunlong was in the New Regiment, he was able to win battles and seized more things and handed over them to the Ministry of Tourism.

Compared to the groups that only demand things and do not take back, Lao Li is undoubtedly a good person in Ren Yongjian's eyes.

Now that he has just become the leader of the New Second Regiment, he has delivered two batches of canned food, and all the comrades from the brigade department have benefited from it.

Now he has brought so many war horse supplies, Ren Jianguang called Li Yunlong the God of Wealth.

"Old Li, the canned food delivered by your group is good. The comrades from the voyage department all agreed, when will they deliver some more?"

Li Yunlong did not answer, but asked: "Lao Ren, what group sent more supplies to our brigade?"

"Of course it's your new second group. Other groups are poor and they want to move all our logistics department. It's still your group's good enough.

I also heard that the day before yesterday, a cavalry battalion in Wanjia Town asked you to take over Lao Li. Today, the equipment of the two cavalry companies was delivered, and the brigade commander praised you for your pleasure."

Ren Yongjian said a lot of good things, but he couldn't help but wear a high hat to Li Yunlong.

It would be normal to take money from the God of Wealth and say something nice.

Li Yunlong smiled on the surface, but cursed in his heart.

"You think I am willing, but I am not the brigade commander who ignores his identity and robs me, a small regiment commander. The senior official level is to crush people to death, dash."

After handing Ren Yongjian a cigarette, Li Yunlong revealed the fox's tail: "Old Ren, everything is about politeness and reciprocity.

You know how much I got, you have to give me some gifts! Even if you only have 50 boxes of grenades, you can do it."

Ren Yongjian was startled and widened his eyes: "Old Li, you really know how to open your lion's mouth, 50 boxes of grenades, too many.

If you have moved half of the inventory away, my logistics director can't do it."

Although the value of 50 boxes of grenades is simply not as good as the things Li Yunlong sent.

But the logistics department is indeed difficult, and this is not a small number, so he can't make the decision.

Li Yunlong knew that this would happen, so he raised his head: "Oh, when will the next batch of canned food arrive? Next week, next month, there will be no more!"

The threat is self-evident.

Who doesn’t have some chips in his hand? Our old Li doesn’t have to beg for help.

"So, I will give you 20 boxes of grenades, but American canned food..."

Li Yunlong immediately followed up: "I remembered it, I will come next week."

After blackmailing some blood, Li Yunlong said goodbye to his old comrade-in-arms and went to the brigade commander and said.

Ren Yongjian shook his head and was speechless. Li Yunlong was still the same Li Yunlong, and he didn't lose at all.
Chapter completed!