Chapter 906: The Gift of Madness

Obviously, the people in the ditch had also received the news a long time ago, and when they saw Liu Lang leading people over, a few black-clothed men with submachine guns and box guns stood up in the grass on the side of the road, put away their guns and took the initiative to stand aside. {with}{dream} ั‰{suimะตng][lฤ}

These are naturally very normal, a large number of materials have been transported, if there is no armed escort, in Gansu, where the horses are rampant, it is called the brain case is broken!

I walked to the 800-meter-deep ditch that several reconnaissance squads said and saw the shadow of a row of grass sheds, and a middle-aged man with a warm smile and wearing the most ordinary long coat and cloth shoes stood in front of him, as if he didn't see a group of red soldiers, holding a list and asking Liu Lang, who was walking in the front, to look at it, and wait until Liu Lang looked up and down and nodded in approval.

The middle-aged man beckoned to the back, and a group of men dressed in coarse cloth and camel grooms each led a horse out of the boat, but the horse was saddled on its back and turned over on the horse. The middle-aged man rode on his horse, nodded and smiled at the red warriors who looked at him, and walked out of the ditch with a large group of men. The men followed their leader without squinting.

"I also ask Company Commander Liang to send a few comrades to ride on horses and follow them and send them out of the area controlled by your army." Liu Lang pleaded with the future big tooth lieutenant general.

"Of course." The future big tooth lieutenant general naturally agreed, whispered a few words to the few people who had been on guard beside him, and took out a pass with a red seal and handed it to the leading squad leader.

Five red warriors rode out of the ditch on a few specially vacated horses, following a team of nearly 400 riders.

Obviously, the high-ranking members of the Red Army had already thought about this problem and were prepared from the beginning, but they probably didn't expect so many people to hide in it.

The red warriors fought to the sidelines, watching the detachments leave. Of course, they didn't have anything to do with it, and the reason why the grooms didn't pay attention to the red warriors at all was naturally not because they didn't understand etiquette, but more because of the need for secrecy.

But Yang Hongman was still a little worried, watching a team of people walk away in an orderly manner, and asked Liu Lang quietly: "Liu Shang, so many people are watching you bring us, is it very dangerous for you, don't do such a thing in the future, the white dog kills people without blinking." โ€

"Hehe, rest assured, these people are all selected by thousands of people, and there will never be a leak." Liu Lang smiled slightly and comforted his grandmother when he was young.

At the same time, the infinite warmth in his heart, his imaginary grandmother, is like this.

How could Liu Lang make that kind of low-level mistake? Let hundreds of Chinese businessmen and employees watch him and the Red Army appear and give a large amount of supplies to the Red Army. All it takes is a traitor, and he's doomed.

The hundreds of people who can stay here all the time are naturally not ordinary people. There are only a few people who can appear in this place of the Chinese Business Group, and those people are the backbone of the Chinese Business Group after three years of assessment by Xiao Fenghua's security department, and the annual dividends are not less than tens of thousands of silver oceans.

The so-called camel gang was actually Liu Lang's 1,000 cavalry brigades of Deng Wen in Qinglongshan three months ago, and they went to Shaanxi in batches from Qinglongshan to form a transport team of the northern branch of the Chinese Business Group, and after receiving the goods in Shaanxi, they rushed to Gansu in batches, and then returned to Qinglongshan on the Great Wall from Gansu in batches.

Although Deng Wenbu is not Liu Lang's direct subordinate, their current supplies and weapons are almost all dependent on the independent regiment, and even the base is delivered by the independent regiment, and the two troops are no longer the same qi but are firmly intertwined with blessings and misfortunes, if Liu Lang is unlucky, their good days will come to an end. Confidentiality naturally goes without saying.

In this way, it is not only conducive to confidentiality but also increases the security of the goods. With this group of cavalry soldiers who are skilled in combat, and with the two special forces of the independent regiment and a guard platoon carrying the latest equipment, Liu Lang believes that even if the regular army encounters the Gansu warlords, they have the ability to keep this batch of goods from being lost.

Liu Lang must be cautious enough, in the current era when the nominally bald boss has the final say, he must have time to accumulate strength, otherwise, relying on him alone, he can only do nothing about this war. Although he also knows that no matter how hard he tries, five years is still too little, and he may still not be able to shake the stubborn rut of the wheel of history, but he has to do it to try to change.

"Huashang Group, it's not simple!" The future big tooth will suddenly interject.

There were more than 400 people and more than 400 horses, and there was no extra sound except for the sound of horses' hooves and horses' noses. Four hundred or so people, sitting straight on horseback, their bodies rising and falling rhythmically with the movement of the horses, if it weren't for the fact that they were all dressed in coolie clothing and did not carry horse pistols on their backs, and the horses were ordinary horses instead of war horses, Lieutenant General Big Tooth would have even thought that he had seen an elite cavalry force.

It can only be said that Lieutenant General Big Tooth is a natural soldier, and his delusion is not wrong. The "horsemen" in front of him are indeed one of the most elite cavalry in China.

However, he didn't have time to marvel at how disciplined a group of camel grooms could be, and Lieutenant General Big Tooth, as well as the young big black face and a group of red warriors, were stunned by the continuous grass huts built in front of him that were constantly draining at least three hundred meters from the mountain.

How much material would it take to store so many straw sheds?

"50,000 catties of rice, 50,000 catties of white flour, 10,000 catties of bacon, and ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚" Liu Lang laughed in front of the grass shed, and the aura full of local tyrants that did not need to be described came to his face again.

"My mother-in-law, Liu Lao Liu, is holding Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's legs are a little soft." The future Lieutenant General's hand trembled a little, and he muttered to himself.

"Company commander, I can't hold it, and my legs are weak." The red warriors on the side also answered their leaders with their mouths wide open.

"Haha, Liang Daya, that's all there is to it! I told you a long time ago that my brother Liu's gift will never disappoint you. The young black face burst out laughing.

Liu Lang's face also bloomed with a smile, and he continued: "Section Chief Liu, you still know me, but I haven't finished talking yet!" โ€

"Liu Shang, you say, you say, what else, we are already very grateful if we have food." Comrade Yang Hongman cheered and said impatiently.

"There are still 3,000 rifles made in Hanyang, 3,000 rifle bayonets manufactured by the Hanyang Arsenal, 300 German-made 20-round barge guns, 72 Czech-made B-2 light machine guns, 24 German-made Makqin heavy machine guns, 24 82-mm mortars manufactured by the Jinling Arsenal, 40,000 wooden-handled grenades, 000 82-caliber mortar shells, and 500,000 machine rifle bullets, as well as a number of salt and medicines." Liu Lang continued.

There was silence, except for the rustle of the leaves gently blown by the mountain wind.

Except for Liu Lang and Shi Datou, who had been following the team and rarely made a sound, the subordinates of the red troops all stared at each other with round eyes and opened their mouths wide without saying a word.

It's so exaggerated, exaggerated to the point that it has made them collectively lose their voices.

Grain and meat can survive, of course, that is important, but in front of the equipment of nearly a reorganized division, the huge amount of grain is overshadowed. For a military man, guns and bullets are even more important than food. Besides, there are too many bullets!

That is the equipment of an integrated division, which can almost reequip the entire Red Army, no, the Shaanxi and Gansu detachments from top to bottom, especially in terms of heavy weapons, not only heavy machine guns but also mortars...

"Brother Liu, we are already very grateful for sending food, and the rest, if you don't have it, it's nothing, you don't need to ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚" It took a long time for the young big black face to react, and he licked his dry lips and said with some difficulty.

That means, big brother, even if you don't brag, you are also a good brother, and we are already very grateful if you have food.

Liu Lang couldn't help but laugh dumbly, leaned to the side, and stretched out his hand, which means that if you don't believe it, you can go and see it yourself.

Of course, Liu Lang knew in his heart that if it weren't for the fact that transportation was indeed a big problem, Liu Lang would have been able to build more guns for these seniors to transport. In the end, after thinking about it again and again, I still transported all the standard weapons that the independent regiment had eliminated. With the replacement of G42, the large and slow rate of fire Makqin heavy machine gun has been completely eliminated by the independent regiment, although the Czech class light machine gun is still used in a small amount in the independent regiment, but the Czech type with a rate of fire of only 200 rounds per minute is obviously no longer able to meet the needs of the independent regiment that has been equipped with semi-automatic rifles for fire suppression, except for part of the militia training, the rest of Liu Lang has also been moved over.

More than 30 red soldiers from the logistics department, including Comrade Yang Hongman, rushed to the grass shed frantically with guns, and in front of Liu Tuanzuo's crazy gifts, they really couldn't stay calm anymore, as for what vigilance to say, naturally it didn't exist at this time.