The soldiers of the Qiongya column were so happy that they opened the wooden boxes one by one, and took out brand new firearms wrapped in oil paper. With a smirk, he was even more excited than hugging his new daughter-in-law.

After several years of arduous wars in the enemy's rear, they suffered from a lack of weapons and ammunition, and were driven around by little devils all the year round. The Qiongya Column, which was originally [-] to [-] in size, now has only one-tenth of it left. Point, if they had these sophisticated weapons long ago, why are they today?

It is said that there are more than [-] troops, but the number of guns is less than half. Many people only have broadswords and red-tasseled guns in their hands. Even the guns are mainly old sleeves from the early stage of the Anti-Japanese War. A small amount was taken from the enemy. The [-] big caps are the treasures in their hands, not to mention heavy weapons, but some small-caliber infantry guns, mortars, and machine guns seized from the enemy, but they have no ammunition and are all buried in the jungle Under the big trees in the garden.

Jiang Haoran is well aware of the hardships and hardships of the war behind the enemy lines, and this batch of weapons came very timely.

Rows of light and heavy machine guns, bazookas, infantry guns, ak47s, and medium-sized rifles were placed in the open space, all of which were brand new, glowing intoxicatingly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The officers and cadres of the Qiongya column began to stand up and distribute weapons based on their understanding of the soldiers. Everyone was happy, like a festival.

All eyes were on the weapons, but there were mountains of canned food and dry food on the ground, but few people took a second look at them.

Originally thought that the airdrop was over, but just after they distributed their weapons, the fleet appeared above them again, and then another snow-white parachute floated down.

But this time it's not materials, it's clearly people under the umbrella.

"Snow Wolf Special Forces? It's the Snow Wolf Special Forces." Lin Long exclaimed.

"Snow Wolf Special Forces?" Ma Baiju grumbled on the side, his expression was not too surprised, obviously he was no stranger to this army.

Although they are in the enemy-occupied area, too many classic battles of the Snow Wolf Special Forces in the early stage have been widely circulated. The miracles created by this magical and heroic force are often used to boost morale behind the enemy. In their eyes, they all exist like mythical figures.

"Even this kind of elite troops has been dispatched, commander-in-chief Jiang thinks that our Qiongya column cannot fulfill this important task?" Ma Baiju's words carried a strong sour taste.

Lin Long was taken aback, and immediately smiled and said, "Uncle Ma, don't think too much, our commander pays the most attention to details in battle, he must have a reason for doing this, and it is definitely not "belittle" you as you think."

Ma Baiju pursed his lips, and said: "Our boss, our boss, don't even know where you are from?"

Lin Long immediately petrified, her face extremely embarrassed, but fortunately Lin Zhenya came out to speak in time, and said: "Old Ma, this is your fault, cooperation is not just talking about it, and now even Zhou Gong has gone to Wuhan to serve as the chief political commissar. Isn't Jiang Haoran our chief seat?"

Ma Baiju shook his head and didn't respond, but he couldn't hide the unwilling expression on his face.

Not far away, Xiaodao was walking towards Su Canwen with swift steps, Lin Long immediately went up to meet him, and before Su Canwen opened his mouth, he asked anxiously, "Captain Su, why are you here?"

"Sister-in-law...hehe, the boss doesn't trust you, so he personally ordered me to protect you." Su Canwen joked.

"Stop talking." Lin Long punched Su Canwen's chest and feigned anger. Although he knew it was a joke, his face blushed inexplicably.

Behind him, Ma Baiju stared wide-eyed and said softly to Lin Zhenya: "Sister-in-law? So your niece married Jiang Haoran?"

Lin Zhenya looked bewildered, and said: "I really don't know about this." Then his expression turned serious, and he said seriously: "Old Ma, don't be foolish, the recovery of Hainan Island is a major issue related to the nation, you can't..."

"Hey, who do you think I am?" Ma Baiju interrupted, "When did I, Ma Baiju, ever get vague in the face of national justice?"

"That's good. No matter what thoughts you have in your heart, you have to wait until you win this war. Maybe we will have the opportunity to meet Zhou Gong and Mao Gong. The spirit of our party will always be clear."

"Stop talking, they're here..."

Lin Long walked over with Su Canwen, and smiled at the two of them: "Uncle, Uncle Ma, this is the captain of the Snow Wolf Special Team, Major General Su Canwen, Captain Su, this is Comrade Ma Baiju, the commander-in-chief of the Qiongya Column, this is Comrade Lin Zhenya, political commissar."

Su Canwen paid a standard military salute one by one, and said: "Commander Ma, Political Commissar Lin, before coming, our chief asked me to say hello to you, and to express my gratitude to you and all the soldiers on behalf of him, and thank you for fighting against the enemy under extremely difficult conditions. Struggle tenaciously, while destroying the enemy, it also smashed the enemy's assimilation plot, set a good example for the soldiers and civilians on the island and even the whole of China, and made immortal contributions to the War of Resistance Against Japan."

"Where there, we just did what a Chinese should do. Compared with General Jiang and General Su, we are like a heaven and earth, and we have won the prize."

Ma Baiju clapped his hands and said again and again, he never expected that Jiang Haoran would give them such a high praise. Although he still had some indescribable differences of opinion towards Jiang Haoran in his heart, but he was so polite, it made him feel a little uncomfortable Sorry.

Especially Su Canwen in front of him, with a sincere and polite tone, completely lacking the arrogant and domineering posture he imagined, which is seriously inconsistent with the rumored killing god.

Su Canwen grinned and said, "It's all from my own family, so let's not talk about each other. Let's talk about the next task?"

"My family? Yes, yes, my family must be my own family. If you have any tasks, please make it clear that our Qiongya column will absolutely cooperate with you." Ma Baiju said with a smile.

Lin Long leaned forward without losing the opportunity, and said softly: "Uncle, Uncle Ma, Su Canwen is really one of his own."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, looking at each other, they couldn't understand the meaning of "one of us". Su Canwen smiled brightly and said, "I joined the party last year. Adjutant Lin and Comrade Zhuang Fuguo were my introducers."

"And me, I joined the party half a year later than Big Brother Su." Xiao Dao beside him also replied happily.

"what……".

Ma Baiju and Lin Zhenya were petrified in an instant. They really couldn't digest the news. Fortunately, our party has iron discipline. Before it's time to announce Jiang Haoran's identity, Lin Long will never dare to talk too much. If Jiang Haoran's identity is announced, Both of them probably fainted.

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