Chapter 43

Hu Hao sat on the hilltop basking in the sun. How warm could the northwest sun be in December? Hu Hao was freezing.

"I tell you, you bastards, if you make me wait here in the cold, I'll make sure the whole county can't celebrate the New Year if you dare to stand me up," Hu Hao said, slapping his face.

"Hmm? They're here," Hu Hao saw the sound of a car coming from a distance, so he stood up and looked.

"So many of them," the Japanese convoy had 10 vehicles, and two people were sitting in the front cab of each vehicle, and it was unknown if anyone was sitting in the back.

Hu Hao quickly went down and walked to the roadside, deliberately lowering his head as he approached the Japanese.

In less than two minutes, the first Japanese car passed by Hu Hao. Hu Hao glanced at it, and sure enough, there was no one in the back, only two Japanese in the front. "It seems the Japanese have never been robbed before, how bold, they look down on me!"

When the cars in front had turned the corner and the last car was still behind, Hu Hao suddenly burst into action, stepping onto the step outside the driver's side.

"Baka," the Japanese driver shouted. The Japanese sitting next to him just picked up his gun to shoot Hu Hao, but Hu Hao was faster. He shot the Japanese in the head, then shot the driver.

Hu Hao adjusted the steering wheel through the window, opened the Japanese car door, and dragged the driver's body out, then got in himself.

"Damn, there's not even a window, driving like this will freeze me to death," Hu Hao said as he closed the car door. The whole process took less than 20 seconds, and the car did not stall under Hu Hao's control.

Hu Hao stepped on the gas and continued driving, looking at the dead Japanese next to him. He used his other hand to straighten the Japanese's body and then drove forward.

After driving for about 5 minutes, there was a fork in the road that led to the Eighth Route Army's direction. Hu Hao deliberately drove slowly, waiting for the Japanese in front to go far enough, then he stepped on the gas and drove down the fork.

"No, this won't do. I don't even know what I've robbed. If there's no New Year's goods, I'll be at a loss," Hu Hao thought.

Hu Hao continued driving for about 10 minutes, then stopped, got out of the car, and ran to the back. He looked and saw:

"Not bad, it's full. Let's see what it is." He climbed into the car.

"Wow, there's even rice, my favorite rice. Oh, this trip is really worth it. There's also flour, what's this?" Hu Hao saw large packages wrapped in oil paper. He opened the oil paper and saw pork and beef.

"Oh, this trip is really worth it. I should go back early, or it won't be fun if the Japanese catch up," Hu Hao said, jumping out of the car. He found some frozen soil on the roadside, which was hard as a rock. He couldn't write on it, so he used some wet mud to write "Eighth Route Army" on the front and sides of the car.

He got back in the car and drove away.

When Hu Hao drove to a place not far from where the sentries were posted,

"Class leader, look, there's a Japanese car!" a soldier nudged the class leader and said.

"I see it. Is Er Lengzi out today? Who saw Er Lengzi go out?" the class leader asked.

"Who is Er Lengzi?" the soldier next to him asked.

"I can't explain it to you. It must be Er Lengzi. Only Er Lengzi would do this. I'll see if it's him when the car gets closer. It says 'Eighth Route Army' on it, so it's probably not the Japanese," the class leader said. When the car came closer, the class leader saw it was indeed Er Lengzi.

"Ha, this will make our camp lively. Ha, Er Lengzi will probably get a beating from the regiment commander," the class leader said, laughing.

"Class leader, tell us about it," another soldier said.

"I'll tell you tonight. There's nothing to report," the class leader said.

Hu Hao drove the car to the village entrance and stopped. He couldn't go further. Many civilians and soldiers were watching the car. When did a truck come here?

Hu Hao grabbed his tobacco bag, got out of the car, and went to the back. He climbed up and threw down a bag of rice, which was about 50 pounds, then a bag of flour, a large piece of pork, and a cow's leg.

Hu Hao looked in the truck and saw there was nothing else, so he jumped down, put the rice and flour on the ground, and used his foot to lift the pork and put it on the flour. Then he squatted down to take the beef and go back.

"What are you looking at? Don't just stand there, take the stuff from the car to the warehouse," Hu Hao said to the surrounding soldiers.

"Er Lengzi, you went to rob the Japanese again," an old soldier said.

"Yeah, I went to get the New Year's goods. Take them back quickly," Hu Hao said.

"Alright, this will make for a good New Year. Er Lengzi, do you want us to get more stuff for you?" the soldier said.

"No need, it's enough. Take them to the warehouse," Hu Hao said and walked away. The other soldiers got in the car and started moving the stuff.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Commander Zhang walking around. When Commander Zhang saw Hu Hao at the gate with so much stuff on his shoulders, he didn't say anything, just "hmm" and walked into the house. Hu Hao followed.

When they entered the house, Hu Hao put the stuff down.

"Brother, I went to buy New Year's goods. This is just right for the New Year," Hu Hao said.

"What did you buy?" Commander Zhang asked.

"Flour, rice, pork, beef, and tobacco," Hu Hao said.

"How much did you spend?" Commander Zhang asked, sitting at the table.

"2 silver dollars," Hu Hao said, coming closer.

"Hmm, 2 silver dollars, not bad. You bought so much. If you dare to go into the city without telling me next time, I'll shoot you," Commander Zhang said. Seeing that Hu Hao really went to the city to buy things, he couldn't say much more, especially since it was the New Year and Hu Hao was thinking of them.

"Commander, Commander," the political commissar came in.

"Oh, Hu Hao is here too. Thank you, our soldiers can have a good New Year. I was just worried about what to eat for the New Year, and you brought it back," the political commissar said when he saw Hu Hao.

"What's going on?" Commander Zhang asked, puzzled.

"Hu Hao robbed a Japanese supply truck. It was full of flour, rice, pork, and beef," the political commissar said.

"You," Commander Zhang pointed at Hu Hao and stood up. "Tell me, what did you go to the city for?"

"To buy New Year's goods," Hu Hao said.

"What did you buy?" Commander Zhang asked.

"Tobacco," Hu Hao answered honestly.

Commander Zhang pulled out his belt, but the political commissar immediately stopped him. "Hey, hey, Commander Zhang, what's going on? It's just tobacco, no big deal!"

"Ask him how much he spent on the tobacco, 2 silver dollars," Commander Zhang held up two fingers in front of the political commissar.

"Oh, 2 silver dollars, then you can smoke. I won't stop you," the political commissar let go of his hand.

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