War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 141: Opportunity to Catch Up with the Times

"after!"

"He~Xu...Xu some tricks...Anyway, the matter of the Ma company is my matter...But but!"

"You're on a mission, kid!"

"The first bowl of wine!"

"You put your shoes right down your cheek!"

"You asked for gunpowder from the quartermaster that none of us could get. I can pretend I didn't see it, but you asked me for a bowl of wine. That's not right. Drink it!"

"One-eyed dragon, that's enough. You drank so much, be careful or your sister-in-law will punish you when you go back home tonight!"

"What are you bragging about? I'm telling you, getting beaten up when you're drunk doesn't hurt at all. It's okay, just do it!"

boom!
These people were so happy that they were laughing so hard.

Everyone at the main table was drunk, their faces flushed, except for the one-eyed captain who spoke without catching his breath. However, he couldn't help it in the end and told Xu Chaoyang about his drunken tricks.

Can Xu Chaoyang not play tricks?

At his table, no one dared to drink too much, right? Chief of Staff Wang Feng, who dared to force him?

The remaining regiment commanders and staff officers are all in the same boat. How can he bear to go around in circles with them one by one?
If you don't play some tricks, you'll end up drinking yourself to death, right?
But how could Xu Chaoyang know that these old soldiers had sharp eyes? He finally caught them after hiding for a long time.

"Okay, I drink. Since we are here at the 9th Brigade, we can't let anyone find fault with us!"

Xu Chaoyang picked up the large white porcelain bowl in his hand and drank it in one breath. After swallowing several mouthfuls in succession, his throat was burning!
Ouch!
As soon as the wine entered his stomach, Xu Chaoyang turned his head and started vomiting, which made everyone at the table laugh...

"Hahaha, Lao Xu, remember, this is Inner Mongolia, not Northeast China. The wine we drink here is the Lao Baigan that Mongolians drink..."

Xu Chaoyang finally understood after hearing this. He said that every time he drank a sip of wine, it was like swallowing a line of fire, which went down his throat and into his stomach!
He only remembered those drinking contest video bloggers in his previous life. The first sentence of each video was always: "When it comes to drinking, whoever disagrees, stand up!" The next sentence was: "Friends from Inner Mongolia, please sit down. This is our Han ethnic group's own family business..."

So this is the wine from Inner Mongolia?

Forget about the aroma of the wine. After drinking it, you can only feel the spicy feeling of the dry edges. It feels like someone stuffed a fist into your throat and you can't stop it at all.

Huh~
After drinking a bowl of wine, Xu Chaoyang almost vomited his anger. When he turned around, the one-eyed captain was still staring at him, as if he was determined to defeat him today.

But what he hated the most was not this. What he hated the most was that these soldiers could pretend not to see him taking gunpowder from the supply department, and instead be so fussy about the drinking issue!

Is this still a soldier?
Don’t you still look like a soldier?

Xu Chaoyang shook his head vigorously, and the alcohol started to push up from his stomach to his head. He vaguely saw Tong Meng and Yang Jingyu carrying the drunk quartermaster to the quartermaster's office. Not long after, a company of Oroqen people came over. Four of them carried a load of gunpowder on two shoulder poles and sent it to the barracks...

This time it worked, this time the two hundred dollars in my hand were not wasted, this time the company finally had the equipment to fight positional warfare... This time... Ugh!

After vomiting again, when Xu Chaoyang looked up again, he found that Tong Meng and Lao Yang were each carrying two broken guns on their shoulders and coming out of the quartermaster department with ammunition boxes in their hands.

What are they doing?

The war hasn't even started yet, and the items are all in a certain quantity. If something is missed...

Xu Chaoyang looked back and saw the one-eyed man, who was still sober, staring at him. He turned around and drank the wine bowl with all his might, staring at him with bloodshot eyes and howling, "I don't accept it. Come again!"

"oops?"

"I am happy to drink with people who have tempers. Come on, let's drink!"

Ding!
The one-eyed man smashed the rim of Xu Chaoyang's bowl when they clinked glasses, then he tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp. Xu Chaoyang felt as if a tiger was riding on his buttocks, and his life was worse than death.

"Damn it, I'll do it!" He really had to swallow it with his nose pinched, there was no other way...

How did you get off the table later?

Xu Chaoyang couldn't remember it, his mind was wandering. At that time, he felt his soul floating in the sky, and he saw bright flowers blooming under his feet.

He thought it was because it was the season when flowers were in full bloom, but when he smelled the pungent smell of gunpowder floating in the wind, he finally understood that it was the flames produced by the explosions.

Sure enough, those flowers emitted black smoke at the end of their lives;
After the flowers faded, what was left was scorched earth and corpses.

Xu Chaoyang was in the sky, watching the group of 1.5-meter-tall soldiers in shit-yellow military uniforms. They shouted and controlled the mountain cannons, field cannons, and grenade launchers, which made bursts of noise on the artillery positions. After the shells fell one after another, they exploded on the unknown land, but there was not even a sound on that land... Xu Chaoyang was anxious to remind them, but he felt that he could not shout...

He was worried about the soldiers who were powerless to resist, and he was worried about the soldiers who died on the battlefield due to the disparity in weapons. He wanted to shout, he wanted to shout loudly, because Xu Chaoyang saw the Japanese stuffing shells into the barrels again in the sky...

"Company commander?"

"Company commander?"

"what!"

Xu Chaoyang suddenly sat up from the bed. What he saw in front of him was no longer the courtyard of the 9th Brigade, but his own barracks.

"He's awake, the company commander is awake. There's no need to find a military doctor. He's fine..."

Military doctor?

Xu Chaoyang looked at Qu Yong beside him in confusion and asked, "What do you want to see a military doctor for?" As soon as he turned his head, he felt dizzy and his head felt so heavy that he almost fell to the ground. If Qu Yong hadn't been quick to hold him, he would have fallen off the bed.

"Don't mention it!"

"Brother, how much did you drink?"

"You stuck your head on the table and didn't move. Captain One-Eyed Dragon was so scared that he thought you drank yourself to death!"

He remembered that in order to cover for Tong Meng and the others, he seemed to have been drinking with the One-Eyed Dragon. He didn't know how much he had drunk in the end, until he spurted out all the wine in his stomach like a fountain, and then he hit his head on the table and completely lost consciousness.

"Where's Tong Meng?"

"Where's Old Yang?"

Xu Chaoyang pushed Qu Yong to the side and saw Yang Jingyu sitting on the bed, staring at a gun intently. His state...

Xu Chaoyang suppressed the churning in his stomach, got off the bed, held on to the wall and came to Yang Jingyu's side. At that moment, he was completely stunned!

At this time, Yang Jingyu, who was covered by the shadow under the light, raised his head and said, "Are you awake? I told you that you were fine, but your brothers insisted on finding a military doctor... Chaoyang, you too, just go to sleep if you're drunk. You're yelling like someone is trying to get rid of your hair with hot water. What are you yelling for?"

Xu Chaoyang didn't have time to elaborate on the dream. He reached out and picked up the gun on Yang Jingyu's leg, looked at the difference at the muzzle and said, "Where did you get it from?"

"As for the new supplies from the Quartermaster's Office, you don't know that there are so many good things shipped from the border this time. I think there are thousands of new guns alone, and the ammunition is piled up in the Quartermaster's Office... But this gun is not only different from the other guns, but it also looks unfamiliar to me... So I took advantage of the fact that the Quartermaster was drunk in the Quartermaster's Office, and Tong Meng and I carried the only ten guns back."

"The bullets are all 7.92 caliber."

"That's right. The spare bullets are here."

Xu Chaoyang just glanced at the muzzle of the gun and tears almost fell from his eyes!

How can this be an ordinary rifle?

This is God giving us the opportunity to catch up with the powerful countries because of our pitiful state of weakness that we have endured for a hundred years!
(End of this chapter)