Upon hearing Ning Zhiheng's words, no one understood what he meant. Ning Zhiheng explained with a smile, "I have already reported to the commander and obtained his approval to requisition the warehouses in this area as our base. In other words, as long as we select a warehouse, we can occupy it directly."
Everyone then realized that the battalion commander had connections everywhere. As soon as he arrived in Pudong, he had gotten the war zone commander under control. He was indeed a person with a powerful background. What seemed like a huge obstacle to them was actually solved with just a word from him.
Old Hu was in high spirits and walked briskly forward. After walking for ten minutes, he arrived at the door of a large warehouse. Pointing to the warehouse, he said, "This is the warehouse of the Seaman Company. The owner is British. It is very large and contains a lot of goods."
Ning Zhiheng didn't say much, but gestured for Sun Jiacheng to go up and knock on the door. Sun Jiacheng and his men knocked heavily on the door.
Someone quickly opened the gate, and a soldier, looking at the crowd in front of it, was taken aback. He quickly asked, "Brother, which unit are you from?"
Ning Zhiheng stepped forward and said to the soldier, "Quickly call your leader over. This warehouse is now being requisitioned!"
The soldier was startled when he heard this. He didn't know who the other party was, so he quickly turned around and shouted, "Officer Liu, the army is here to requisition the house. Come quickly!"
There used to be two squads of guards in this large warehouse, but later, due to manpower shortages, most of them were transferred out, and now only six soldiers remain to guard it.
A short while later, a veteran in his thirties rushed out and approached Ning Zhiheng. Looking at the leading officers, he hesitated and said, "Sirs, we are ordered to guard the warehouse, but we haven't received any orders to relieve us! You—"
Before he could finish speaking, Ning Zhiheng saw a letter in his hand, which was specially issued by Li Lixin for Ning Zhiheng.
"This is the order to receive the defense zone. From now on, this warehouse will be our garrison area. You can leave now," Ning Zhiheng said impatiently.
The other party wasn't even a second lieutenant; he was clearly a minor military officer, and I couldn't be bothered to explain myself to him.
"Um, sir, I can't read!" the officer said somewhat embarrassedly.
Ning Zhiheng was furious when he heard this. At this time, apart from officers and clerks, there were really very few literate people in the army.
"However, I have a literate young boy here, please wait a moment!" The military leader quickly explained, seeing Ning Zhiheng's displeased expression.
The military leader turned around and pulled over a young soldier whose face was still a bit immature; he was clearly a new recruit.
The new recruit carefully took the order, studied it thoroughly, and then turned to the military commander, saying, "Commander Liu, it's a transfer order, but I don't know if it's true or not!"
Ning Zhiheng snorted coldly, put away the order, and said, "As for whether it's true or not, go back and ask your superiors. He will be notified. Now leave immediately!"
Liu Tou dared not speak again, opened the door, and Ning Zhiheng led the group in.
The Westman warehouse is very large; the central loading and unloading yard alone is about half the size of a football field, and the surrounding warehouses are even taller, with a considerable storage capacity.
After Liu Tou left with several soldiers, Ning Zhiheng ordered the deployment of both visible and hidden sentries at the gate, quickly turning the warehouse into a military camp.
It was already midnight. The warehouse had many houses and empty storage rooms, enough to accommodate the team members. The team members had all worked hard all day and had experienced a battle. Ning Zhiheng ordered everyone to rest.
He led several officers and Lao Hu to the warehouse door, pointed to the seal and padlock on the door, and said with a smile, "Now let's see how many good things these big bosses have left us."
These seals and padlocks were no match for the agents. Soon, the warehouse door swung open, and Ning Zhiheng was the first to enter. The warehouse was filled with a lot of goods, all in large rectangular bags, almost half full. Sun Jiacheng drew his dagger, preparing to go forward and take a look.
Old Hu quickly stopped him, saying, "No need to look, this is cotton thread. These foreigners buy cotton thread from China at low prices, then take it abroad to process it into high-end goods and then ship it back to sell, making money off us Chinese."
Ning Zhiheng was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this. It seemed that the warehouse was of little value. These cotton threads were not only bulky and difficult to transport, but also had no value in China, so he had no choice but to abandon them.
"Change to another warehouse. We need to find the medicine first!" Ning Zhiheng ordered. "Seal this warehouse securely, so no one notices anything amiss."
Ning Zhiheng did not intend to transport the cotton fibers inside. After everyone turned around and left the warehouse, Sun Jiacheng restored the original seals and padlocks.
Then they went to the second warehouse. After opening it, they found two imported black sedans inside. Ning Zhiheng shook his head helplessly.
He couldn't transport the car either. You Laoliu's men all had small sampans and fishing boats, which were impossible to transport across the Huangpu River. He also didn't dare to use the car himself. If he drove the car out, people would soon find out that he had stolen supplies from the warehouse. In that case, Zhang Zhengkui would be the first to not let him off the hook.
"Change it to another one!"
Ning Zhiheng ordered all ten warehouses to be opened and the goods inside to be inventoried. Finally, they made a purchase. In the sixth warehouse, a large quantity of medicine, filling more than half of the warehouse, was presented to Ning Zhiheng.
Sun Jiacheng and Zuo Gang lifted a large wooden crate off the neatly stacked shelves and used a steel rod to pry open the crate lid.
"Team leader, it's all Western medicine!" Zuo Gang threw the wooden box lid aside, took a closer look, and couldn't help but shout.
Ning Zhiheng quickly stepped forward and came to the wooden box. He saw that it was full of medicine boxes. He took them out and examined them carefully. They were all the best Western medicines. The sealing measures were very strict and they were well preserved!
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