Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

"Sir, you wanted to see me?"

That day, Xia Weiwei received a message from her bodyguard Zhang Xixuan and went directly to the headquarters.

At this moment, the two leaders are chatting with someone.

She looked into the room.

In addition to Commander Liu and Deputy Commander Xu, they found a burly, strong man in the room.

The burly man was dressed in a faded, worn-out gray coarse cloth Eighth Route Army uniform, with his belt tightly tied around his waist, leggings on his trousers, and cloth shoes on his feet. He looked just like an ordinary Eighth Route Army soldier.

He had a square face with slightly prominent cheekbones, distinct facial features, thick eyebrows, fierce eyes, and a short, thick beard, giving him a resolute and dignified appearance.

The moment Xia Weiwei saw the other person, she recognized their identity.

It was none other than Peng, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army.

Upon seeing Xia Weiwei appear, Division Commander Liu introduced her with a smile: "Sir, this is Comrade Xia Weiwei, whom I mentioned to you before!"

Then, he said to Xia Weiwei, "Xia, why don't you come and greet the boss!"

"Xia Weiwei, a medic at the headquarters of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army, greets Commander-in-Chief Peng!"

Xia Weiwei straightened her expression and gave the other party a military salute.

General Peng quickly stood up and returned the greeting to Xia Weiwei.

After the ceremony, General Peng said with a smile, "Comrade Xia Weiwei, your name is renowned throughout the Eighth Route Army headquarters. Thank you for your contributions to the Eighth Route Army!"

"As a member of the Eighth Route Army, this is what I should do!"

Xia Weiwei shook her head and said, "Moreover, Comrade Hongwei has to give far more than I have to."

General Peng said with some regret, "I heard that Comrade Hongwei has a mission this time, so I will not be able to meet him. I can only wait for the next time."

"Boss, could you please leave a copy of your calligraphy?"

Xia Weiwei smiled and said, "I think Hongwei will definitely like it."

"It's just a piece of calligraphy, why all this talk about 'masterpiece'!"

General Peng nodded and said, "I'd take any calligraphy, even a thousand pieces, and I'll write them right away!"

"Thank you, boss!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Weiwei's face immediately lit up with joy.

"Oh, right!"

General Peng pointed to a small wooden box on the ground and said, "Comrade Xia, this box contains 1500 taels of gold transported by the Jiaodong Special Committee. It's now being handed over to you!"

"1500 taels of gold? That's a lot!"

Xia Weiwei hadn't expected that General Peng would bring so much gold this time.

1500 taels of gold, at that time one tael was 31.25 grams, that would be 93.75 catties.

Even though the price of gold has fallen considerably, this gram still costs 877.7 yuan.

Since it is not antique gold, the total value is 41142187.5 yuan.

"This batch of gold was mined by 30,000 people using traditional methods in the mountainous areas where the Japanese and puppet troops were weak. It was no easy feat."

General Peng said slowly, "The 30,000 people in the base area, whether they were mining ore, panning for gold using traditional methods, or grinding and refining ore, could only produce 50 to 60 taels of gold per week."

"In addition, some party members and progressive miners were sent to infiltrate the main mining area controlled by the Japanese army, risking their lives to smuggle gold powder and gold grains out in batches by hiding them in the soles of their shoes, the linings of their clothes, and the linings of their dry rations."

"Only recently did they manage to reopen this gold transport route and deliver these 1500 taels of gold to our Eighth Route Army headquarters!"

"Although the soldiers of that elite infantry company traveled day and night, disguised themselves as merchants, porters and locals of Taonan, and avoided the main roads, instead taking the mountainous areas and coastal wastelands, they still lost more than twenty soldiers."

At this point, he couldn't help but sigh.

In the future, the Jiaodong Special Committee will inevitably lose many more transport personnel in order to transport gold for them.

"Please rest assured, sir, I will handle these gold items properly!"

Xia Weiwei said with a serious expression.

This gold was transported here at the risk of the soldiers' lives.

However, since it's not antique gold, it can be used to upgrade the space.

Only by increasing their space can they purchase more supplies and provide for more people.

In this way, the number of Eighth Route Army soldiers will also increase.

"And that box!"

General Peng pointed to a large wooden box on the other side and said, "Inside are more than 400 taels of gold bars from the Eighth Route Army headquarters, as well as more than 8900 silver dollars. I'll hand them over to you to handle as well."

"Yes, boss!"

Xia Weiwei solemnly declared, "I will definitely exchange them all for the most essential supplies!"

……

General Peng did not linger at the headquarters of the 129th Division.

After having lunch, he led his team away.

He came here this time to transport gold and silver coins.

The other option was to take away those 120mm heavy mortars.

Because there were quite a few mortars, he also took 20 82mm mortars with him.

As for the 60mm mortars, they are too close to fire and have little power, so the three main divisions and one military region are allowed to allocate them themselves.

He also left those eight 12.7mm heavy anti-aircraft machine guns here.

Before leaving, Deputy Commander Peng said to Division Commander Liu, "Headquarters will keep these 120mm heavy mortars for you for now. Once you've accumulated a sufficient number of mountain and field mortars, we'll return them to you!"

the other side.

Xia Weiwei returned to the courtyard where she lived.

Behind her were several soldiers carrying boxes.

Xia Weiwei pointed to the ground and said, "You can just put them here!"

"Thump! Thump!"

Upon hearing the sound, several Eighth Route Army soldiers immediately put down the boxes they were carrying.

That big box was quite heavy; it even caused a slight tremor when it hit the ground.

"Thank you so much!"

As Xia Weiwei spoke, she picked up several packets of beef jerky wrapped in transparent plastic from a table and handed them to the soldiers.

"Dr. Xia, we can't accept this patient!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xixuan immediately refused.

He's the leader's bodyguard, how can he just accept things from other people?

"This isn't some sugar-coated bullet from landlords or capitalists; it's just some beef jerky. Take it!"

Xia Weiwei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I definitely won't tell the commander about such a small matter."

Only after hearing this did they take the beef jerky in their hands.

"I remember, the transparent plastic on the outside doesn't taste good!"

Xia Weiwei demonstrated: "Just tear it open through this serrated notch, and you can eat the beef jerky inside."

As she spoke, she put the beef jerky in her hand into her mouth.

These beef jerky were snacks that Ma Hongwei had bought for her before, but she didn't usually eat them.

Zhang Xixuan followed suit, tearing open the plastic packaging and stuffing the beef jerky into her mouth.

"It's so delicious!"

He chewed a few times, and then his eyes lit up.

The beef jerky isn't particularly dry; it's mildly spicy and has a wonderfully fragrant flavor that makes it irresistible.

"Thank you, Dr. Xia!"

The soldiers thanked them and turned to leave the courtyard.