"Comrade Zhang Shuguang, I can let them go, but out of duty, I will definitely report this matter truthfully.

If someone comes to you to inquire about the situation, I hope you can understand."

Hu Jian could basically confirm the identities of Song Zhaohui and others, and was willing to believe the authenticity of what Zhang Shuguang said.

There is absolutely no need for the son of a heroic captain to lie for a few so-called friends.

Besides, Zhang Shuguang had only been in the Manchu Communist Party of southern Xinjiang for a few days, so how deep could their friendship be?

"Don't worry, Sergeant Hu. I'll report to Division Commander Cao as soon as I get back to the military region."

Anyway, I was going to deliver the clothes, so I might as well mention this matter.

"Okay, Comrade Zhang Shuguang, then we will return to town to continue our mission."

Hu Jian shouted a few times, and the law enforcement team quickly lined up and walked towards the town in an orderly manner.

"Don't betray Comrade Zhang Shuguang's trust. If you deceive him, it will bring him great trouble."

Walking to Song Zhaohui's side, Hu Jian paused, thought about it, and then said something more.

"Comrade Junye, rest assured. No matter what the clan's final decision is, I will appear at the gate of the military district family compound tomorrow and give Brother Zhang an explanation."

Song Zhaohui clasped his fists solemnly.

"Just call me comrade. What kind of name is that? It's inappropriate."

Hu Jian was also amused by the title "Comrade Junye".

"Comrade, I remember that."

This time, there was less flattery and more sincerity in Song Zhaohui's smile.

What Brother Zhang said is very likely to be true. The world today may really be different from before. At least the army today is very different from before.

In the past, the military was looked down upon by officers, who called them stinking soldiers, but they were very majestic in front of the common people. They were not as friendly as the soldier in front of them.

Although they almost died from the gun just now, it was because they refused to cooperate with the inspection and were only concerned with escaping. It was reasonable and legal for them to shoot, so they can't be blamed.

"Brother Zhang, thank you so much for today. Without further ado, let's say goodbye and return to our tribe now."

Song Zhaohui clasped his fists, turned around and walked into the rainforest.

"Young Chief, our hides are still in town."

"Yes, Young Chief, we still have dozens of kilograms of venison! We should sell the meat and exchange it for some salt."

As usual, they first tried their luck in town, selling as much as they could. The purchasing station was their last resort.

Obviously, their luck was really bad today. They didn't sell much and even encountered a sudden spot check.

Song Zhaohui and the other two were in such a panic that they had no time to care about the things on the stall.

"I'll go with you. If the hides are still there, I can buy them at the last price."

Be a good person to the end and see the good things through to the end. Before Song Zhaohui could speak, Zhang Shuguang spoke first.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang."

Too many lice don't itch, too many debts don't worry. Zhang Shuguang's kindness to them was so great that Song Zhaohui felt that any more polite words would be an insult to Zhang Shuguang.

It’s better to keep it in mind. Whenever Zhang Shuguang asks for help in the future, they will repay him with the strength of the entire clan.

As the young patriarch of the Song family and the absolute leader of the family in the future, Song Zhaohui has the confidence to make the decision.

Several people arrived at the town. Due to the huge noise caused by the previous pursuit, the town still seemed a bit chaotic.

Passersby were in a hurry, people were busy packing up their stalls, and those who were curious were asking each other what had happened.

"Aren't these the ones who were chased just now? Why are they coming back so brazenly?"

Some passersby with good eyesight pointed and talked at Song Zhaohui and his friends.

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, everyone should just go away and do what they need to do."

Hu Jianzheng brought people to maintain order. He gave Song Zhaohui and the other two a displeased look, and Song Zhaohui quickly apologized with a smile.

The crowds of people watching made him regret coming to the stall to look for things.

"Let's go. I'm still waiting to buy your hide."

Zhang Shuguang didn't care about the looks and comments around him and just walked forward.

"The stuff is still there."

Song Chaoming ran a few steps quickly to pick up the animal skins and venison scattered around.

"Can it be left here? If you don't come back, this might be stolen goods. Even if I crave meat, I won't dare touch it!"

The shop behind me reopened, and the owner was unloading the wooden boards one by one.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

Song Chaojun smiled naively.

Every time they set up a stall in the town, they basically set up a fixed location, so they are familiar with several nearby shops and stalls.

"It's okay. I've encountered this kind of thing many times in previous battles. What happened just now? Why did you run?"

People who have truly experienced war have developed strong psychological qualities and reaction speed.

As soon as they saw that things were not going well, those who had set up stalls packed up and ran away, and those who had opened shops closed their doors. As for whether they could escape, they left it to fate.

Once the chaos was over, everyone opened for business as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle, we were young and inexperienced. We were frightened by what the adults at home said when we were little. When we saw someone with a gun, our legs and feet didn't obey us and we ran away instinctively.

A few soldiers caught up with us, asked a few questions, and then let us go back."

Song Chaoming explained with a smile.

Those who can follow Song Zhaohui to the town must be smart and have excellent adaptability.

"You are not smart enough and you are not reliable. It's no big deal if you run away, but you have caused panic in the whole street.

The soldiers now are our own troops, they are here to protect us, so we can't make such a fuss about them anymore."

The uncle who owned the shop was also a kind man. Although he was troubled for no reason, he didn't say anything unpleasant.

"Uncle is talking about this. This pound of venison is for you to have with you as a snack tonight."

Song Zhaohui cut a piece of meat, about one pound.

"No, you guys are taking risks when you hunt. Just keep the money and use it to buy more things for your family."

Having lived in the mountains for a long time, I have seen all kinds of tragedies. Hunters who make a living by hunting rarely die of natural causes.

After several rounds of negotiation, the shopkeeper was still unwilling to take the venison for free. In the end, Song Zhaohui paid five dollars and bought five pounds of meat. Song Zhaohui added another pound. This time, the shopkeeper did not refuse and happily accepted it.

After order was restored on the street, people soon came to buy meat again. Even in a small mountain town, not everyone has the ability to hunt.

Because of the shortage of supplies in the supply and marketing cooperative, meat and grain were in great demand. Soon, all the meat on the stalls was sold out, but no one was interested in the animal skins.

"Brother Song, don't wait any longer. Sell me all the hides. I really need them. Don't feel any psychological burden."

Zhang Shuguang was not lying. He bought a piece of animal skin for dozens of dollars and could sell it for hundreds or thousands of dollars through the system.

If it is the complete fur of a wild animal, it can be sold at a sky-high price.

After all, the system pricing is not much different from Zhang Shuguang's pricing in his previous life.