Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 205 Why not eat minced meat?
To Zhou Weihan's surprise, except for the two reporters, the rest of the officials of the investigation team didn't intend to visit the prisoners, as if they were just going through the motions.

Zhou Weihan complained secretly, even if these two people really played a role in this investigation, at least they should cover it up.

"I woke up early today and set off from Lin County. You must be tired, so let the two reporters go to interview first!" In the end, the deputy chief of staff signaled that he would stay and accompany the crowd, and Zhou Weihan personally brought Jin Moran with him. Zhao Yanbing went to Liujiawa.

A group of people took a car to Liujiawa.

Dong Jiang drove, Zhou Weihan sat in the passenger seat, Jin Moran and Zhao Yanbing sat in the back row.

Along the way, Jin Moran seemed very enthusiastic. Although Zhou Weihan agreed with Jin Moran, the undercover agent lurking in the place, he didn't show much enthusiasm. After all, there was an unidentified Zhao Yanbing beside him.

On the surface, Zhao Yanbing is a weak female reporter, but in private, it is not known whether Dai Chunfeng arranged for it to be a secret. If any sentence brings trouble to Jin Moran, it will not be worth the candle.

Zhou Weihan reckoned that with Jin Moran's rank, apart from Comrade Taishan who was in charge of emotional work, Comrade Xiangwu, his immediate boss, and the deputy chief of staff in charge of intelligence work within the Eighth Route Army, few people knew about his identity.

"What year was Chief Zhou born? He looks young, but he holds a high position in the Eighth Route Army. It's really rare!" Jin Moran said.

"Three years of the Republic of China!"

"That's only 26 years old, so young. I'm four years older than you. I don't know much about your army. Are all your generals so young?" Jin Moran asked curiously.

"The times make heroes, and in troubled times, more heroes will emerge to throw their heads for the country, shed blood, and die generously!" Zhou Weihan responded.

"Country, which country are you talking about?" Zhao Yan asked coldly.

"Miss Zhao, if my words have misunderstood you, then the word country can be replaced by nation! Anyone who hinders the unification and rise of the Chinese nation will be a sinner of the Chinese nation!" Zhou Weihan turned his head and looked directly at Zhao Yanbing .

Zhao Yanbing was a little embarrassed by Zhou Weihan's look. Jin Moran patted Zhao Yanbing's thigh and said, "I agree with what Chief Zhou said just now. Times make heroes, just like Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang. If Chen Youliang wins the Poyang Lake battle, There will be no future Huaixi nobles!"

"Zhu Yuanzhang came from a humble background. He spent many years at the bottom of the society and suffered a lot. So even if he later gained power, he kept the people at the bottom of his heart. Since ancient times, those who won the hearts of the people won the world. This is the best proof!" Zhou Weihan seemed to have something to say. said pointing.

Jin Moran wanted to say something else, the car had already stopped at the entrance of Liujiawa Village.

"You two, Liujiawa has arrived, please get off the stage!" Zhou Weihan said.

The two got out of the car and looked around Liujiawa. Smoke was rising from the village, and it was almost time for the first battalion to start dinner.

"Both of you, it's time for dinner. Let's have lunch at Liujiawa at noon today. I'll make arrangements. This comrade will take you on the next itinerary!" Zhou Weihan pointed to Dong Jiang and said.

"Okay, I just want to experience the food of the Eighth Route Army!" Jin Moran nodded.

Zhou Weihan did this because he didn't want to get entangled with them, and he was afraid that they would miss their feet, especially Zhao Yanbing, the sharp-tongued little girl.

The second is that Zhou Weihan is affecting their "investigation" instead. The Eighth Route Army headquarters is well aware of the officer's placement of people into the investigation team, and it is also very close to guessing its purpose.

With Dong Jiang in front and the two behind, they walked around the village first. Jin Moran took a few photos with his camera, including a battalion of soldiers patrolling the village.

"I've heard that the conditions of the Eighth Route Army are difficult, but I didn't expect most of the soldiers to wear straw sandals!" Jin Moran said with a little surprise.

"Reporter Jin, do you want to interview the soldiers of the [-]th Army next? If necessary, I will find some people for you!" Dong Jiang asked.

"In order to ensure the authenticity of the report, we should choose who to find!" Zhao Yanbing finished speaking, pointing to several nearby rooms.

"You two will be here later, and the staff will bring them in a while!" Dong Jiang said.

Watching Dong Jiang walk away, Jin Muran kept the millstone next to him and said to Zhao Yanbing, "Come, sit down!"

Zhao Yanbing took out a handkerchief from his pocket, spread it on the millstone, and sat down carefully.

Although Jin Moran was wearing a suit, he didn't pay much attention to it. He sat down and said, "I warned you before coming here, don't talk too much when you get here, don't show too much political inclination, you will have to be checked by the Eighth Route Army." Are you happy only if you lose the bottom?"

"Sixth brother!" Zhao Yan yelled crisply.

"Call Editor Jin!" Jin Muran's expression darkened.

"Editor Jin, on the way here, didn't you tell me that we can't hide our true identities!"

"Our military command and the Eighth Route Army are old enemies. Are there still few people who died in our hands? Although the deputy chief of staff of the Eighth Route Army did not show any malice, if the officers and soldiers below know, you will be beaten. Hei Qiang, then I can only take your ashes back and confess to Boss Dai!"

"This Zhou Weihan is not a good stubble!" Jin Moran said, gesturing to shoot.

Zhao Yanbing was startled with fright, and hurriedly looked to the surrounding commanding heights.

"This time Boss Dai entrusted us with the task, to confirm that the [-]th Army's captive riots were arranged by our military command, and to test Zhou Weihan's attitude towards us, and now we have completed one of them!"

"Have you completed one item?" Zhao Yanbing was a little puzzled.

"Well, go back and read more history books, and learn more about the Eighth Route Army's program. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles.

Zhou Weihan is very slippery, and his words have already shown his firm political orientation! "Jin Muran patted Zhao Yanbing's shoulder.

Then the two interviewed the captives of the [-]th Army, asking about the history and causes of their riots.

After the interview, Dong Jiang took the two of them to the cooking class of the First Battalion.

The cooking team of the first battalion was at the threshing ground in Liujiawa, and it was time for the prisoners to line up for cooking.

Zhou Weihan asked the cooking team to set up a table in the thatched shed, and when Jin Moran and others arrived, the table was already set up for food!

But the food on the table is different, one is white steamed buns with millet porridge and salted eggs, the other is mixed noodles steamed bread with vegetable soup, and there is a bowl of pickled vegetables in the middle of the table.

After Zhao Yanbing saw it, he said, "Mr. Zhou, what do you mean?"

"Reporter Zhao must be from a famous family, and he is not used to these miscellaneous grains, so he specially prepared white flour steamed buns for you and Reporter Jin!" Zhou Weihan said with a smile.

Jin Moran picked up a steamed bun and said, "I want to experience the food of your Eighth Route Army!"

After speaking, he took a big bite and put it in his mouth. His eyes changed, and he hurriedly picked up the millet porridge and choked on it, and then said: "It's really a bit throaty."

Seeing this, Zhao Yanbing didn't dare to try it, and honestly picked up the steamed buns and ate them.

Zhou Weihan said with a smile: "This Wowotou of Zhahe noodles has a lot of wheat bran mixed in it. If you eat it in a hurry, you will definitely make your throat!"

"Do the soldiers of the Ninety-seventh Army also eat these? The Geneva Convention requires preferential treatment for prisoners, and doesn't your Eighth Route Army give preferential treatment to prisoners?" Zhao Yanbing asked, with a clear expression of disbelief that Zhou Weihan usually ate these.

Zhou Weihan looked at the white flour steamed buns in Zhao Yanbing's hand, and then at the steamed buns in his own hand, suddenly felt absurd, and secretly complained, this meal of white flour steamed buns would be worse than feeding pigs!

In this battle, the various departments of the Eighth Route Army did not carry too much food, all relying on the food seized from the Ninety-seventh Army.

More than 6000 captives consume a lot of food every day. In a few days, if the negotiations still have no results, I am afraid that they will not even be able to eat the corned buns of mixed noodles!
"Do the soldiers at the bottom of the national army eat rice noodles every day? If so, please ask reporter Zhao to help the Nationalist government ask for the payment of my Eighth Route Army's military salary, how about it?"

　With Sanshui's brain and writing skills, I'm afraid it's impossible to portray the image of Sixth Brother.

　　It's such a shock that four more chapters are gone today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)