Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

He felt that wearing an empty gun with no bullets was a bit pretentious, and it would be better not to carry it.

"I... am a bodyguard."

Qiao Lin replied truthfully that his real position was the guard of the head of the independent regiment.

"Guard, you have no future, come to our moving team, or your strength will be useless."

The big man was overjoyed when he heard that, and quickly extended an invitation to Qiao Lin.

He was really worried that Qiao Lin was a cadre. In that case, he might look down on the work of the transportation team.

It was Qiao Lin's hand that surprised him just now. He easily lifted a box weighing several hundred kilograms. With such great strength, he was born to lift heavy objects.

"Transportation team? Brother, does our Eighth Route Army have this team?"

Qiao Lin asked in surprise.

He knew all the functional departments of the Eighth Route Army, but this was the first time he had heard of this transportation team.

"Of course, I am under the management of the logistics department, and I am responsible for loading, unloading and transporting materials. My name is Wang Dazhuang, and I am the captain of the transport team."

The big man made an introduction, paused at this point, and then added: "It's equivalent to a positive rank."

"Wang Pai... Captain Wang, hello, my name is Qiao Lin, and I'm a guard of the [-]th Brigade Independent Regiment."

Qiao Lin held back a smile and reached out to shake Wang Dazhuang's hand.

He wasn't making fun of Wang Dazhuang, but thought it was interesting.

Wang Dazhuang and Wang Dahui, these two people look alike, have similar names, and both have arms and strength.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Dazhui only had a married sister in his family, he would have wondered if these two were brothers who had been separated for many years.

"Comrade Qiao Lin, I hope you can seriously consider my suggestion. If you come to our transport team, I will let you be the vice captain."

Wang Dazhuang said seriously, paused and added: "It's equivalent to the deputy platoon."

"I have to go back and ask our team leader for instructions. Captain Wang, please do your work first, and I won't bother you."

It's not good for Qiao Lin to refuse directly, that would make people misunderstand that he looked down on the other party, so he quickly found an excuse to leave.

"and many more."

Wang Dazhuang stretched out his big palm-like hand to block Qiao Lin's way.

Could it be that he wanted an answer on the spot, and refused to give or let go?

Qiao Lin lost his temper and was about to push Wang Dazhuang's hand away when Wang Dazhuang suddenly pointed at Wang Dachui: "I don't know what this comrade's name is, but it looks like he has strength. Why don't you come to our transport team too? He definitely has a bright future. "

Qiao Lin was stunned. He even wondered if Wang Dazhuang recruited people before he joined the army, because he was very good at poaching people.

"My name is Wang Dachui, I am a cavalry soldier, and I am now the deputy platoon."

Wang Dachui didn't think so much, and said directly, the implication was that he didn't want to come to the transport team. After all, the position of vice captain had been promised to Qiao Lin, and he would be considered demoted if he wanted to come.

"Uh... What a coincidence, my name is Da Zhuang and your name is Sledgehammer. It's really fate, brother. I heard from the chief that the organization of the transportation team may be improved in the future. It's a bit hard now, but there is a future. Think about it, don't miss this fate..."

Chapter 840 IX Receiving Cavalry Supplies

Qiao Lin seriously suspected that Wang Dazhuang had not only recruited students, but also done work similar to pyramid schemes, and he used the same method of deceiving people.

It is a bit difficult now, but the potential in the future is unlimited, and one day I will be able to climb to the top of the tower and shine brightly.

After finally appeasing Wang Dazhuang's desire to poach the wall, Qiao Lin led the cavalry company into the courtyard.

In the huge yard, there are piles of goods everywhere. It seems that there are really a lot of spoils captured in this battle.

In addition to the members of the moving team who kept moving goods into the yard, there were more than a dozen staff members with paper and pens scattered around to check the grades, and there was a busy scene everywhere.

It may be because the battle has just ended, they all came to deliver the spoils, and they haven't come to collect supplies yet.

"Comrade, may I ask, where is the cadre in charge here?"

Qiao Lin learned to be smart this time, and asked a staff member who was counting the goods.

"That's the one under the eaves."

The staff didn't look up, and pointed back.

"thank you."

Qiao Lin thanked the other party.

The staff member suddenly raised his head, with a blank expression on his face: "Where did I just click?"

. . . . . .

Qiao Lin touched the approval slip in his jacket pocket, and went straight to the eaves.

There is a table under the eaves, on which piles of ledgers, large and small, are piled up like a wall.

Qiao Lin walked to the table and stood on tiptoe, only to see a person sitting behind the ledger wall. He looked about 60 or [-] years old, with eyes as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle. , with a bitter and bitter expression on his face, a proper image of an old accountant.

Ever since Qiao Lin crossed over, it was the first time he had seen such an old Eighth Route Army. Subconsciously, he remembered the principal in elementary school, and he couldn't help becoming nervous.

"Chief?"

After waiting for a few minutes, the old accountant didn't seem to have any intention of stopping the abacus, so Qiao Lin called out in a low voice.

"Wait a minute, I'm busy."

The old accountant also said without raising his head, and his tone was very unfriendly.

Well, this man has a bad temper and is not easy to deal with.

Qiao Lin secretly labeled the old accountant.

Although the note was approved by the deputy commander-in-chief, the person in front of him had to get the things. After all, the county magistrate was not as good as the current one.

After waiting patiently for a few minutes, Qiao Lin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over: "The chief smokes."

Although a pack of cigarettes is not considered a bribe, it is more or less like asking someone to do something.

Originally, Qiao Lin didn't bother with such things, but today's time was tight, and the old accountant was really busy, so he simply made an exception and it was important to get something.

"No."

The old accountant pushed Qiao Lin's hand away: "I am guarding thousands of supplies here, can I send you this pack of cigarettes?"

Qiao Lin was a little embarrassed at once, the co-author didn't pay attention to his pack of cigarettes.

"Register by yourself, which army is it, how many things are sent, and what kind of things are there, write clearly and move the things in, and I can leave after I sign."

Probably seeing Qiao Lin's embarrassment, the old accountant was a little soft-hearted, and handed over a notebook for Qiao Lin to register first.

Qiao Lin stared blankly at the old accountant.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and write!"

The old accountant pressed the notebook into Qiao Lin's hand and urged.

"Well, Chief, I'm afraid you misunderstood. I'm not here to deliver things, I'm here to pick them up."

Jolin said with a wry smile.

"What? Take something?"

The old accountant stood up all of a sudden, a little excited.

"Yes."

Qiao Lin nodded and took out the batch slip.

The old accountant watched it carefully with his glasses on, and grabbed Qiao Lin's hand: "You've come."

It was as if he had been looking forward to Jolin's arrival.

"The note approved by the deputy commander-in-chief, let's get it now."

After the old accountant finished speaking, he took Qiao Lin's hand and walked out.

"Young man, do you smoke? Smoke smoke."

While walking, the old accountant took out several packs of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them all into Qiao Lin's hands.

The attitudes before and after were completely different, and Qiao Lin couldn't adapt for a while. Could it be that the note from the deputy commander played a role?

"These days, the trophies are sent here one by one, and they can't get in. In two days, there will be no place to stay. I'm almost dying of worry. I can't sleep because I guard so many things every day. Practical, I have to take inventory three times every morning, noon and night, and finally wait for someone to come to collect things, so hurry up and take them away, if you drag on, my old bones will fall apart."

The old accountant grumbled.

It turned out that this was the case, Qiao Lin suddenly realized.

But he can understand the old accountant quite well.

A huge amount of trophies are sent over every day, and this temporary storage organization has limited manpower, counting, calculating, and sorting every day, and the workload is getting heavier and heavier.

I have to worry about not losing these supplies all the time, which is a double torture both physically and mentally.

The old accountant is so old, it is really difficult for him.

"A military horse, right? Over here."

The old accountant glanced at the approval note, and led Qiao Lin to turn to the right.

"Follow up!"

Qiao Lin quickly waved to the soldiers of the cavalry company.

The soldiers immediately lined up and ran to catch up.

"I still have people with me. I wondered just now, can you handle so many things by yourself?"

The courtyard wall on the right was pushed open with a gap more than three meters wide. After stepping over it, there was a larger courtyard inside, with cattle, horses, chickens, sheep and dogs inside, and basically common things could be seen here.

There are thousands of horses alone, and the air is filled with the smell of animal excrement.

"See, just feeding these guys every day, ten people will be exhausted to death."

The old accountant couldn't help complaining again.

"It's true, it looks like it has a big head."

Jolin nodded sympathetically.

Don't look at the livestock here, but you can't lock them in and leave them alone.