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Chapter 943 Bandit Cart

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    If Zhao Gang were here, he would definitely be talking about all kinds of reasons. However, this time Qin Baoshan came out without any political commissars and other people with him, so everything is up to him, Qin Baoshan.

    Now, these hundreds of bandits have been captured, and they will have to work for 30 years. Even if Wei Shuqin is here, I am afraid that he will say a few words about him, but now, no one cares, Qin Baoshan  Do whatever you want.

    Qin Baoshan was very angry. These bandits and bastards dared to do something like this here and punctured their own car tires. It was really unbearable.

    So, when the tire was patched, Qin Baoshan sullenly thought of something, and shouted to the disarmed bandits: "A dozen people, a car, let me push forward!"

    His grandma, these bastard bastards are just full of food and come to make trouble for themselves. Since they are here, they have to let them know how powerful they are!

    Qin Baoshan is still annoyed, now, just to save some fuel, and use these bandits as coolies, from now on!

    Hearing this, Qiao Laopiao was dumbfounded immediately, what, let us push the cart?

    Cars in this era are weak in power, so they can carry less goods. A car in the plains has a total weight of five tons. In later generations, a tricycle can pull so much, but after all, it is only a car that can pull  Yes, now, let them push the cart!

    "You, Master Qiao, push this first car for me!" Qin Baoshan said.

    It just so happens that you can save some fuel. There are such a group of guys, let them push the cart, and you can save gasoline. Although the gasoline obtained from Chu Yunfei is enough to drive to Yumen, you can save as much as you can.  , This is the tradition of the Eighth Route Army.  A suit of clothes is three years old and new for three years, and it has been mended for three years. This gasoline is so precious, of course it cannot be consumed.

    Hearing Qin Baoshan's words, Monk Wei's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up and push the cart for me. If anyone is not careful, be careful that I will whip him with a whip!"

    Monk Wei didn't take the car anymore, he just got on a horse and stared there, watching the bandits walk towards the car with mournful faces.

    "Master Qin, those horses of ours can be used to pull carts, how can the little ones push them?" Qiao Laopiao said.

    The horses of the bandits were all snatched by Qin Baoshan. A dozen horses and a car can still be dragged?  Why let us people toss about it?

    "His grandma's, those horses belong to my father, you fucking dare to think about my horse?" Qin Baoshan said fiercely: "Why, you can't push it anymore, can you? If this is the case, what else do you want?"  use?"

    As soon as these words came out, everyone was frightened for a while. The meaning in these words couldn't be more obvious. If they don't work, they will all be killed here suddenly, and even bullets will be used.  Hack them all to death, in this wilderness, if they die, they don't even need to dig a hole, they will be eaten by the nearby wild wolves and dogs.

    When Qin Baoshan said this, Qiao Laopiao dared to complain: "It can be pushed, it can be pushed!"

    So, a dozen bandits worked hard together, and sure enough, they really pushed the car!

    One after another, so these cars were all turned off, and they were pushed forward by these bandit laborers.

    In fact, the road is uneven. In order to avoid damage to the car, the speed of the car is not considered fast. It is not much faster than walking. Now, these bandits are afraid that they will be killed if they have no use value, so it is quite hard to push.  , and soon, the speed was almost the same as that of the car itself.

    Sitting in the cab, Xiong Zheng gave a thumbs up: "Director Qin, you are really amazing!"

    In the situation just now, Xiong Zheng didn't go down at all, because he knew that these bandits were definitely here to die. Sure enough, this situation confirmed his guess, the bandits were now squeezed into labor.

    Qin Baoshan smiled: "When we go to open the oil field, we will need a lot of manpower, and these people will be able to work for us when we bring them over."

    This is Qin Baoshan's real idea. Opening an oil field requires labor, not just drilling wells. The workers in the oil field need a place to live and various infrastructure constructions. These are inseparable from hard workers. Now,  Now that we have encountered these free laborers, how can we not take them away.

    For these bandits, this is also a good opportunity for labor reform. Through labor reform, they can rejuvenate, renew their lives, and achieve a transformation.

    "Then why do you let them push the cart now?" Sun Jianchu asked inexplicablyroad.

    Hearing this, Qin Baoshan laughed: "None of these bandits really wants to work for us. As long as they seize the opportunity, they will definitely want to run away. So, let's exhaust them to death now and see if they are still alive."  Do you have the strength to think about running away?"

    The bandits are used to living a lazy life, so they don't want to work at all, so as long as they have the opportunity, they want to run, and when the time comes, they have to waste bullets and shoot them?  If they are really killed, there will be troubles. We are the Eighth Route Army, and we can't kill prisoners. Even if the prisoners want to escape, the reputation will not be good, so Qin Baoshan simply exhausted them to death.  Who wants to think about running away when they're so tired they can just stop and fall asleep?  There is no strength to escape at all.

    Sure enough, when the convoy stopped that night, more than a hundred bandits were exhausted and exhausted. After getting the food, some even fell asleep while eating.

    This night, Zhao Hailong left enough guards to guard these bandits and prevent them from escaping. Nothing happened overnight. These bandits were all asleep and had no energy to escape at all.

    At the same time, the stories of these bandits spread quickly, and the other bandits, large and small, were shocked. Who would dare to seek death and come to rob this convoy?

    This unexpectedly played a role in deterring the bandits, but Qin Baoshan did not expect it.

    Day after day, after walking for half a month, I finally arrived at Yumen.

    There are desolate Gobi deserts everywhere, with flying sand and rocks, which are simply not suitable places for people to live in. However, Qin Baoshan is very interested, because he knows that the oil that will be extracted here will become the most beneficial resource for the Eighth Route Army.

    Modern warfare is inseparable from oil. With oil, it goes without saying that the Eighth Route Army can immediately enter the era of mechanization. At least, it can facilitate many things. For example, the vehicles captured by the Eighth Route Army can be started, and many machines in the Eighth Route Army factories can be used.  Petroleum is used as a power source, not to mention the Air Force of the Eighth Route Army, which is under planning, needs oil resources even more, such as petrochemical by-products, which are also what modern industry needs most.

    "Hey, there seems to be someone in front?" At this moment, the sharp-eyed Sun Jianchu saw the scene in the distance, and said immediately.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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