Bright Sword: Starting from Obtaining the Equipment Slot

Chu Yunfei stood there, looking at Wei Dayong, opening his mouth but not knowing what to say. He had just been cursing Wei Dayong as a bastard in his heart, but now he had to shamelessly come to see him. The embarrassment was indescribable.

Fortunately, it wasn't said in front of the other person, so there's still room for maneuver.

Fang Ligong stood beside him, head bowed, unsure of what to say.

Wei Dayong, seemingly oblivious to Chu Yunfei's embarrassment, pointed to Li Yunlong and Kong Jie beside him. The two were squatting on the ground fiddling with a Type 92 heavy machine gun. Li Yunlong was muttering something to himself, while Kong Jie occasionally reached out to touch the gun, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Commander Chu, let me introduce you. These two are Li Yunlong from the Eighth Route Army's New First Regiment and Kong Jie from the Independent Regiment."

Hearing the greeting, Li Yunlong and Kong Jie stood up and walked over. Li Yunlong grinned, while Kong Jie, more composed, simply nodded.

"Commander Chu, I've heard so much about you," Li Yunlong said.

Chu Yunfei glanced at the two Eighth Route Army regimental commanders, then at Wei Dayong, a thought flashing through his mind. The three of them seemed like old acquaintances. Just who was Wei Dayong?

"Chief Wei," Chu Yunfei asked tentatively, "you seem quite familiar with the Eighth Route Army's regimental commanders..."

"Hey," Wei Dayong smiled, "We're all fighting the Japanese, so we naturally get to know each other after meeting so many times."

Chu Yunfei didn't press the matter further. He knew that some questions were pointless to ask.

"By the way," Chu Yunfei changed the subject, "how exactly did you manage to do that? You wiped out a whole Japanese battalion in just a few minutes..."

Wei Dayong smiled and pointed to the ditches on both sides of the road.

"We had men lying in ambush on both sides of the road in advance, with 20,000 grenades concentrated on a 500-meter stretch. As soon as the Japanese pursuers entered the ambush zone, both sides fired simultaneously, and in just over two minutes, all the grenades were on the ground."

Chu Yunfei's pupils contracted sharply. He looked in the direction Wei Dayong pointed, and on both sides of the road, he could vaguely see some potholes and trampled grass.

"Twenty thousand..." Chu Yunfei murmured, "How much would that cost to achieve?"

"Five thousand silver dollars," Wei Dayong said. "It was all thanks to Commander Chu's connections that I got it from the Jin-Sui Army's warehouse."

Chu Yunfei's expression changed. He looked at Wei Dayong, his heart filled with mixed emotions. This man not only had courage but also boldness. Buying hand grenades for five thousand silver dollars and then going all-in in a battle—Chu Yunfei himself was ashamed of his own audacity.

Of course, he was also ruthless; he knew the price of hand grenades.

These parasites! How come the Party-state has so many idiots!

Just then, Chu Yunfei's gaze swept across the battlefield beside him. He saw the assault battalion soldiers collecting the abandoned weapons, many of which were rifles and machine guns discarded by soldiers of the 358th Regiment.

Chu Yunfei's face immediately darkened. He stepped forward and stopped a soldier who was carrying weapons.

"Wait, these are the equipment of my 358th Regiment."

The soldier paused for a moment and looked at Wei Dayong.

Wei Dayong walked over and looked at Chu Yunfei.

"Commander Chu, according to the rules, equipment abandoned on the battlefield belongs to whoever finds it. Besides, if we hadn't succeeded in our ambush, these things would have already been taken by the Japanese army."

Chu Yunfei was speechless. Wei Dayong was right; there was indeed such a rule on the battlefield. But these weapons were the 358th Regiment's most valuable asset!

Fang Ligong was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands, but he didn't dare to interrupt.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong and Kong Jie quickly came over to smooth things over.

"Commander Chu, don't stand there, come and rest for a while!" Li Yunlong patted Chu Yunfei's shoulder and half-pulled, half-dragged him to the side.

Kong Jie chimed in, "Yes, Commander Chu, you must be exhausted from the long journey."

Chu Yunfei was dragged away by them, his face ashen. He wasn't just feeling choked up; he was heartbroken. Those weapons were bought with the lives of his men!

Just then, a commotion arose. Chu Yunfei looked up and saw a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers carrying stretchers. The stretchers formed a long line, stretching as far as the eye could see. Lying on them were wounded soldiers of the Jin-Sui Army and wounded Japanese soldiers.

Chu Yunfei's gaze fell upon the wounded soldiers of the Jin-Sui Army. As the stretcher passed by Chu Yunfei, one of the wounded soldiers recognized him and weakly called out, "Regimental...Regimental Commander..."

Chu Yunfei felt as if something had clenched his heart. He quickly walked over, squatted down, and looked at the wounded man.

"Hang in there, brother." Chu Yunfei's voice was a little hoarse. "We'll send you to the rear for treatment right away."

The wounded soldier nodded and then fainted again.

Wei Dayong simply ordered his men to gather the wounded soldiers of the Jin-Sui Army and send them to Chu Yunfei.

"Commander Chu, your men are now in your hands."

Chu Yunfei stood up, looked at the stretchers, and took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Manager Wei."

He turned to his guards and said, "Tell someone to quickly carry the brothers away and find a safe place to treat them."

The guards rushed forward to help carry the stretcher.

The wounded Japanese soldiers lay on stretchers on the other side, groaning in pain. One Japanese soldier, with a broken leg, had bone fragments protruding from his trouser leg, and blood was still flowing. He was shouting something in Japanese, his voice filled with fear and despair.

Wei Dayong walked over and glanced at them.

"I can't stand seeing the Japanese suffer."

Everyone was taken aback, thinking he was about to do something kind.

Wei Dayong then added, "Get them far away quickly and give them a quick death."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the assault battalion immediately stepped forward, lifted the stretchers of the wounded Japanese soldiers, and walked away into the distance.

Chu Yunfei stood there, watching their retreating figures. His fingers trembled slightly. He was a regular soldier, and according to regulations, he couldn't execute prisoners of war. But these weren't his prisoners, so it wasn't his business.

Fang Ligong stood behind Chu Yunfei, his gaze lingering on Wei Dayong for a moment before shifting away.

Chu Yunfei's gaze returned to the weapons that the assault battalion soldiers had taken away. He frowned, his face grim.

Wei Dayong seemed to read his mind and suddenly asked, "Commander Chu, do you want the body or not?"

Chu Yunfei was taken aback: "What?"

"Corpses," Wei Dayong repeated, "the corpses of Japanese soldiers."

Chu Yunfei looked at Wei Dayong, not understanding what he was talking about.

Wei Dayong smiled and explained, "The victory of this ambush is entirely attributed to your 358th Regiment. You fought the battle in the valley, and you also get a share of the spoils on the road—after all, the grenades were bought from the Jin-Sui Army, and without your help, this deal wouldn't have been possible."

Chu Yunfei's eyes narrowed. He understood what Wei Dayong meant.

"What are the conditions?"

"We won't return those lost weapons," Wei Dayong said. "As for the rewards from the Nationalist army high command, we'll split them 50/50. Just deduct my share under the guise of purchasing military supplies."

"Taking credit for someone else's work..." Chu Yunfei hesitated, "It wouldn't sound good if word got out."

Fang Ligong grew anxious: "Commander! What time is it for you to worry about this? You need to think about the brothers under your command, especially what about the compensation for those 1500-plus brothers?"

Chu Yunfei fell silent. He turned around, looking at the wounded soldiers lying on stretchers in the distance, and thought of the fallen warriors. The wind blew across the battlefield, bringing with it a strong smell of blood.

This is all the blood of soldiers!

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, his mind made up.

At this moment, Wei Dayong added, "Of course, the rewards and compensation for the soldiers below are not included in the share; they all go to the brothers below."

Chu Yunfei turned his head and looked at Wei Dayong. In his eyes, there was hesitation, struggle, and a trace of gratitude.

"really?"

"Wei never goes back on his word."

Chu Yunfei stared at him for a long time.

Finally, Chu Yunfei nodded.

"it is good."

Li Yunlong watched from the side, his eyes darting around, but he remained silent. He knew perfectly well that Wei Dayong was playing a long game—winning over Chu Yunfei, and probably, when the time came to sell him out, Chu Yunfei would still be counting the money for Wei Dayong.

This kid, he's not that old, but he's got a really black heart!

To be honest, they really don't need these so-called war achievements. If they were reported to the Kuomintang army through the Eighth Route Army's channels, those high-ranking officers probably wouldn't even give them a second glance!

But if this great victory had been achieved under Chu Yunfei's command, the Guo army and the Guo government's top brass would probably be ecstatic!

Wei Dayong is going to make a fortune again!

This kid is a master at fighting, and who would have thought he's such a genius at business as well.

I really want to kidnap him, but unfortunately I can't beat him.

Kong Jie remarked with emotion, "Brother Wei, this move is equivalent to crushing another large battalion of Sakata's army."

Neither of them intended to take a share. This was a benefit they had earned through their own abilities.

Just then, a soldier from the new regiment came over and asked curiously, "A 50/50 split, who's in 50?"

Li Yunlong kicked him away: "Get lost! You idiot, is that even a question? Of course it's Brother Wei the Fifth!"

Everyone knew that Li Yunlong was just joking, and they immediately burst into laughter, which eased the atmosphere considerably.

Next, the two sides split up. The 358th Regiment went to collect the Japanese corpses, preparing to report their victory. Wei Dayong and his men, on the other hand, began to divide the captured weapons and ammunition equally.

Just then, a soldier from the New First Regiment ran over and said to Li Yunlong, "Commander, someone is looking for you. They say they're from Yan'an and are your comrades."