Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 272 Autumn Harvest Season



Chapter 272 Autumn Harvest Season

This time, Yanzhou's nationwide telegram did not have any impact on the Japanese. There was not even a hint of response, as if it was a tacit agreement.

Laiyuan is indeed important, but they are still in an advantageous position in China. This small setback has not dampened their confidence.

What's more, the upcoming counter-encirclement and suppression is the focus of Jin-Cha-Ji, and it is only a matter of time before Laiyuan is retaken.

Gaojia Town.

At this time, Gu Changfeng seemed to be oblivious to what was happening outside and was concentrating on digging the tunnel air-raid shelter.

He saw Yanzhou's clear code power supply, and threw it aside after reading it, without caring at all.

Zhou Qianli was still worried, but was dispelled by Gu Changfeng's words.

The first sentence is: "The development of the resident base has reached a bottleneck, and a large number of talents must join."

The second sentence is: "The Japanese just suffered a defeat in Laiyuan. Whether Yanzhou reports it or not, the Japanese will still send heavy troops to encircle and suppress it."

"So, right now, we should just focus on the local rats. Dig through all the tunnels and air-raid shelters in Gaojia Town. Even if the Japanese send a division, it won't matter."

Zhou Qianli thought about it and decided to put his worries aside and focus on being the chief steward.

There are still a lot of things to do. The bandits who received compulsory training last time have been reformed and have been gradually incorporated into various battalions. The personnel in each battalion are equivalent to adding another company, with a total of 1248 people.

In the Laiyuan Campaign, each battalion suffered nearly a thousand casualties, almost wiping out an entire battalion. Fortunately, about half of the soldiers were wounded, and with the medical staff sent by the Eighth Route Army, their chances of survival were still relatively high.

"By the way, the wheat is about to be harvested now." Gu Changfeng suddenly thought of this and asked Zhou Qianli.

Zhou Qianli said, "I was just about to say this. Right now, the villagers in the militia companies are digging tunnels. The wheat will be harvested in a week, so we will definitely have to stop working then."

Gu Changfeng looked at the sun overhead and said, "While the weather is good, let's have the other camps go and help. It won't take much time if we hurry up."

In fact, after the Gao family distributed the land to the people last time, the people also benefited a lot. After all, they had wheat, which was equivalent to getting a lot of food for free.

Of course, Gu Changfeng would definitely be happy to see this happen. If the people had food to eat or were a little richer, his burden would be lighter.

"Should we continue to purchase grain?" Zhou Qianli asked.

Gu Changfeng smiled and said, "Don't let the illegal merchants take advantage. This year will definitely be a good harvest, and the price of grain will definitely be lower."

"We have money now. You can set a standard and we will buy it at a fair price."

Zhou Qianli was a little hesitant. He felt that the grain was enough for several years now, and if he bought more, it would just have to be stored, which was unnecessary.

Gu Changfeng saw his expression and immediately understood what Zhou Qianli was thinking, and began to explain.

"Don't think the food is too much. If we can't finish it all, we can send some to our allies. The Eighth Route Army is still very poor."

"Although we distributed hundreds of thousands of silver dollars last time, the harvest in Laiyuan City has made up for the loss. Now I don't know how to spend the money."

The main reason is that he has no channels to buy weapons and ammunition, otherwise he could stock up on them.

The current money is only used to buy food and pay military salaries, and it will not take more than 200 million at once.

What's more, there are so many antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver items, etc., just gathering dust there.

"Okay, that's up to you. I don't know how to spend the money right now, haha!"

Zhou Qianli laughed as he spoke.

"Speaking of spending money, I feel like there's not much going on with our doctors, teachers, and medicines."

Gu Changfeng reminded that the undercover personnel had been sent out a long time ago, but no good news had been reported back.

After hearing what Gu Changfeng said, Zhou Qianli restrained his smile and said seriously:

"The security in each occupied area is quite strict. Our people have contacted them in Lingqiu City, but there is no way to get their whole family out."

"This is a problem. We still have too few people."

Most of the doctors and teachers in the occupied areas have families with them. It is no problem for an undercover agent to take one person out, but it is difficult to take the whole family with him.

Gu Changfeng nodded and said, "I'll discuss this with Old Ji later. They have more channels than we do."

"Or if all else fails, let Lao Zhao go to take over. It's just a Japanese brigade. When we have time, we'll have to deal with them."

Zhou Qianli said: "Don't mobilize the troops, our undercover personnel will find a way."

"We are still in the process of selecting and training people here at the base. By then, we will have more and more people on the covert front."

In fact, when selecting such talents, psychological quality is one aspect, but one also has to analyze and judge the event itself, which is still very difficult.

"Okay, just use it for now as long as it's enough. We really can't be in a hurry about this matter." After saying this, Gu Changfeng walked away with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Qianli shook his head and went back to his room to work.

He now spends more time in Gaojia Town than in Xianyaling, mainly because after Gaojia was defeated, all government employees were dismissed and those with problems were arrested. Now he is the only one who can hold on with his men.

Fortunately, Wan Chenghai and Liu Dabao were at Xianyaling, so he didn't have to do routine things himself.

A week later, the wheat was harvested as scheduled.

The weather was just right, so Gu Changfeng brought Xiao Wu and a few others to Huangjia Village, west of Gaojia Town.

The soldiers of the Second Battalion saw several people coming from afar. When they saw them clearly, they immediately shouted excitedly: "Battalion Commander, our regimental commander is here."

At this time, Yang Zhenhua was bending over to harvest wheat. When he heard the soldiers' shouts, he couldn't help but stand up and look at Gu Changfeng and the others walking on the dirt road.

When they approached, Yang Zhenhua said with a smile, "Commander Gu, are you planning to do it yourself?"

Gu Changfeng raised the sickle in his hand and said happily: "Isn't this obvious?"

Then he looked at Xiaowu and the others and said, "Let's go. We haven't been active for a long time. We don't know if we can harvest wheat again."

He had farmed in his previous life, after all, his grandfather's generation made a living from crops, but he had no contact with it after joining the army. After traveling through time and fighting the Japanese, he had no chance at all.

"Brother Gu, I know this. Let me teach you. I grew up working in the fields." Xiao Wu said as he got off the field before Gu Changfeng.

They were chatting enthusiastically, but the people nearby were confused and stood there in a daze.

They were already scared by Yang Zhenhua’s personal appearance before, and now the highest official of Gaojia Town actually came in person to harvest crops for them.

In ancient times, Gu Changfeng's status would be at the same level as a county lord, so it's no wonder they were stunned.

As soon as Gu Changfeng got off the ground, he saw a silent scene and could not help but shouting:

"Dear uncles and aunts, I used to be a farmer, so please don't be surprised."

At this point, the people finally reacted, and the village chief of Huangjia Village stepped forward and said, "Sir, you..."

Gu Changfeng smiled and said, "Old man, my name is Gu Changfeng, you can call me Changfeng or Xiao Gu."

"You can't do that. You are an official and we are the people." Village Chief Huang waved his hands hurriedly.

Gu Changfeng sighed in his heart. If he had known it would be like this, he would not have come. He just hadn't experienced it for a long time and wanted to come and take a look and help.

"Old man, let's hurry up and harvest. The sooner we finish harvesting, the sooner we can store it in the warehouse."

"I'll have the soldiers help you plant potatoes later, so you can have a good New Year."

When Village Chief Huang heard this, his eyes suddenly became moist. He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, saying, "Okay, thank you, Chief Gu. The people of Huangjia Village are blessed to have you here."

It was impossible not to be excited. After the army arrived, they first divided the land among them, and then assigned them various jobs to make money.

Even the women at home have things to do, which was unimaginable in the past.

"This year is a good year! I can finally have a good New Year!" Village Chief Huang thought secretly in his heart.


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