Chapter 139: Making Money (4)
After discussing the details, the account keeper wanted to leave Zhang Wei and them to eat, the two did not refuse, and after eating, Zhang Wei and He Kun hurriedly returned to the barracks.
In the camp, the troops have been brought back by Qiu Wei, and according to his report, today's training has played a big role in standardizing the discipline of this group of peasant brothers.
However, more than a dozen people fell in training, according to Qiu Wei, all of them were yellow and thin, and they were caused by lack of nutrition, so they couldn't withstand such intense training at all, and others were not much better.
Qiu Wei asked, "Battalion commander, I didn't see you in the afternoon!"
Zhang Wei truthfully told Qiu Wei the situation: "I went to get some food today, our food is too poor, and we must make up for it." ”
"Supplement? Shall we go there to get food?"
Zhang Wei smiled: "I sold the Japanese guns, exchanged them for some money, and then exchanged them for food?"
Qiu Wei was startled and did not reply immediately.
"That'...... So what do we do?" Qiu Wei has not experienced these things, and he seems very embarrassed, which is not much different from Zhang Wei's previous performance.
Tomorrow afternoon, transfer a platoon of the independent company, follow me to receive things, and the troops will be handed over to you to see, what will happen to stabilize the troops in advance, understand?
Qiu Wei nodded: "Yes, battalion commander, it's just that how can we bring this thing in?"
"It's not good to bring, then don't bring it, let's bring it little by little, take a little bit with each squad, carry the empty ammunition box out, and when you come back, put it in the ammunition box and bring it back, so as not to be suspicious."
Qiu Wei nodded thoughtfully and left, while Zhang Wei went directly to the residence of the sick soldier.
In a separate tent, fifteen or sixteen recruits were lying upside down, all of whom had fallen during today's training, and the smell of vomit and food was mixed in the tent.
Most of the sick soldiers were sleeping upside down, and some were wailing, half-asleep.
Their bed was made of wooden planks and old marching beds, and the recruits in front of Zhang Wei were beaten to the ground by Wen Yong today.
The recruit was silent in bed, except for the heaving of his chest to indicate that he was a living man, with a sallow, skinny complexion, typical of malnutrition.
Taking care of them was a squad of independent company veterans, all of whom were familiar faces of Zhang Wei, and after seeing Zhang Wei come in, they raised their hands and saluted, and then continued to take care of the wounded soldiers.
Zhang Wei beckoned to the squad leader, the squad leader trotted over, Zhang Wei asked about their physical condition, this squad leader seems to be a veteran, and he has a lot of experience in combat and peacetime.
The squad leader replied with an ugly face: "These people are so poor that they haven't eaten well at all, so they probably have spent a few days here." ”
"Is that still going to work?"
"It's okay, we poured porridge and rape soup for them, and they can still hang their lives."
Zhang Wei nodded, instructed the soldiers to take care of the sick number, and Zhang Wei went back to the house first.
Tomorrow, directly transfer a platoon of the independent company to go out with himself, the matter has come to this point, there is nothing to hide, the independent company is all old brothers, let them know that there is nothing to blame, anyway, it is for the benefit of the soldiers, who doesn't want to eat meat.
The place of the transaction, according to the agreement with the accountkeeper, is not too far from the camp, a little farther than the place where Zhang Wei and they hid things last time, and the guard posts and patrols of the 200th Division cannot get there.
He Kun found more than a dozen empty ammunition boxes overnight, and at the same time found several veterans he was familiar with, and told them about the money, this kind of thing, it can't be covered up just by covering up, of course He Kun also beat them, money, it's the whole battalion, if anyone dares to play any crooked ways, hum, Zhang Wei's shell gun doesn't agree.
In order to prevent black from eating black, all the people in a platoon carried ammunition according to combat standards, five grenades, one hundred rounds of ammunition per person, and three infantry squads also brought light machine guns.
After a night's preparation, as Zhang Wei thought, when he went out with a row carrying ammunition boxes and weapons, the soldiers guarding almost let him go directly, and Zhang Wei was happy and sad.
Usually still neglect to take precautions.
When they arrived, the soldiers took up their weapons and waited for a long time for the bookkeeper to wait, pushing carts full of pork cut into strips and pieces, and flattened bags of white flour.
When the soldiers saw the food, their eyes glowed with golden light, but they still instinctively controlled the ** in their eyes, and they were vigilant in their duties.
In charge of them, when they saw Zhang Wei and a group of soldiers with loaded guns, they were also afraid. It's good to say that the account keeper is good, in fact, as early as the conversation, he guessed Zhang Wei's military identity as the best of the best, scattered Japanese weapons, as well as machine guns and grenades, not Qiu Ba, who else could it be? Qiu Ba, who has done business with him, is not a hundred but eighty, and he still has this eyesight, and he still has the ability to manage the accounts.
As for his guys, they were very scared in their hearts, looking at the posture on the other side, they would not be able to give their caravan a black meal, those personal elite guys were already ready to run away.
The accountant showed a standard smile and walked in front of Zhang Wei.
"Boss Zhang, no, Chief Zhang, don't come unharmed, things, we have already brought them, today's posture is not small."
Even if Zhang Wei is stupid, he understands what this guy means, more or less, he has a little opinion about so many of his own people.
"Haha, you are discerning, there is no way, the years are too chaotic, I have no malice, where you are offended, you will bear with me!"
The accountant waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I brought your things, and now the ocean is packed up, as well as loose pork and rice flour, which are purchased at a discount, all at the price of the standard market, without water." ”
Zhang Wei nodded, it is indeed a good product, the meat and rice noodles are of the highest quality.
"Why don't you order it?"
Zhang Wei shook his head: "I still can't trust you, you are all honest people, why do you do so many useless things?"
After speaking, Zhang Wei waved his hand backwards, and the soldiers stepped forward, unloaded, pressed the pork and rice noodles into the ammunition box, and then pressed the things into the porcelain, and then buckled the lock.
Dayang, it was kept by He Kun and packed in a box.
The guys on the other side, after unloading the goods, all breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that they really didn't want to mix with Zhang Wei and these Qiu Ba, no matter what, Zhang Wei also wanted to go back quickly.
"Then, we'll have a meeting later!" Zhang Wei said.
The accountant returned the gift: "There will be a period later, there will be a period later!"
The two groups of people completed the transaction as quickly as possible, and then they went back, and the exchange of interests was completed, Zhang Wei got the ocean and food, and the account manager got money from his boss and his own family under the guise of Zhang Wei.
Sometimes, it's really not that hard to make money.
On the way back, the pace of the soldiers was much faster, and He Kun held a box, like a thief, looking around.
In short, everyone seems to have endless energy, and it seems that they all want to eat meat and rice.
Zhang Wei was naturally happy, the troops could finally eat for a while, and when the body came up, the combat effectiveness could come up.