War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 178 The social relations between two families

"Changhai."

Under the cover of night, an oil lamp was lit in the Duolun regiment headquarters. The table was filled with hot wine and four side dishes. Wang Changhai and Song Zheyuan sat opposite each other.

It’s not that Wang Changhai couldn’t get the meat. In fact, he had prepared it long ago. When Song Zheyuan returned, he had prepared a whole table of fried, stir-fried and deep-fried food, including four cold dishes.

The results of it?
Song Zheyuan, who had just returned from border patrol, waved his hand and had all the hot dishes and meat dishes taken away and given directly to the pistol team. He left four cold dishes on his table, namely, stir-fried spinach and tofu, peanuts with old vinegar, smashed cucumbers, and tomatoes with sugar.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that, although these four dishes were not as appetizing as the meat dishes eaten by the Pistol Team, they were drinking heavily, which meant that they were planning to have a long conversation all night.

So, Song Zheyuan took the hot wine in the iron lunch box and started to toast with Wang Changhai.

"I came here, besides checking the guns, the most important thing is to patrol the border, do you understand?"

Wang Changhai did not give in and continued, "Now everyone in the world knows that the Japanese are going to enter Rehe. The commander is worried that they will try to take advantage of the situation and take Chahar and Rehe into the area."

"Hey!" Song Zheyuan exclaimed, "We just found a place to stay. After so many years of hard work, our men finally have enough food to eat. If Chahar is lost, not only will we lose face, but our brothers will also have no way out."

"The gun is a good thing, but at least for us, it's too late. Experts say that many parts of General Liu's rifle are outsourced. Can our old Beiyang machine keep up?"

"Aren't you asking Sun Damazi to learn the eight-part essay and take the imperial examination?"

Wang Changhai remained silent. Given the current situation of the 29th Army, what else could he say?

"Besides, I don't like the company you're taking over."

Wang Changhai straightened his neck and said, "The first company is good. They really won the battle. Commander, Tongliao is not far from here. The news I know cannot be hearsay."

"I'm talking about this kid Xu Chaoyang. He's such a thief!"

Song Zheyuan took a sip of the wine glass as if to taste it, and did not even let Wang Changhai speak. He pursed his lips and continued, "Logically speaking, Xu Chaoyang should be considered a genuine member of the Northeast Army. Why did he not go back to the frontier to seek support from his mother, but instead came here to seek refuge with his cousin?"

"Yes, Ma Bu is gone, and Lian has become a motherless child, but we are two families after all. Changhai, do you understand what Xu Chaoyang is thinking?"

Wang Changhai held the wine glass in his hand but didn't bring it to his lips. He thought for a long time before speaking: "We did talk about it."

"Xu Chaoyang told me that after he fought with the Japanese, he completely understood the gap. He also said that in this comparison, the battle was no longer about determination, but about the age difference between the two sides."

"Even if he returns to the border, he won't be able to take charge. He stayed in the 217th Regiment just to take care of our military repair shop."

Song Zheyuan nodded: "It sounds like the truth..." After saying the first half of the sentence, he continued with the second half: "But does this make sense?"

"Even if I am a toad in a well who can fool anyone, I can close my eyes and throw him to the military repair shop to be tossed around by Xu Chaoyang. Then what?"

Wang Changhai finally understood what was going on and asked, "Commander, are you worried?"

"I'm afraid he'll treat my place like a wild temple in the mountains, borrow my golden body, and then turn around and leave. By then, he'll have military merits in the Northeast, and the qualifications of the 29th Armed Forces. I've raised a beautiful girl with great difficulty. When she's old enough, not only will I have to marry her off, but I'll also have to pay her a dowry, right?"

Buzz.

Tsk!
Wang Changhai drank all the liquor in the cup in one gulp, smacked his lips to expel the alcohol, and frowned.

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't be involved in the affairs of you guys."

"But today I saw, Changhai, that you can't outsmart him with your brain. He survived life and death under the hands of the Japanese. How can you compare with him?"

"You have just arrived at the 29th Army and haven't done anything yet, but you dare to step on my ladder to plot against Sun Jingui'er. How big a mess will you make in the future?" "You are still staring at the gun with your eyes. Don't let them rebel again. Don't let the 217th Regiment be named Xu again..."

Wang Changhai immediately shook his head and said, "General, that's not possible. These are all our old subordinates, and they were all brought over from the northwest."

"Brigade 9!"

Song Zheyuan only said the unit number, and Wang Changhai held back all the words in his mind.

They saw the 9th Brigade disappear before their eyes, and you only have one regiment here.

"Commander..."

Seeing that his words had worked, Song Zheyuan changed his expression and said, "Look how scared you are!"

"How can I watch you fall?"

"No, Commander, the key is that when they came, I didn't..."

Song Zheyuan turned his head and glared at Wang Changhai: "You opened your mouth again, what did you promise to others?"

Wang Changhai lowered his head: "From now on, he is the commander of the first battalion and first company of my 217th regiment. No one can stop him..."

"You want me to say something? Ah!"

Song Zheyuan stretched out his finger and tapped Wang Changhai's head several times before he took a breath: "You really are a sissy and you can get on the bed!"

Wang Changhai was huddled beside the wine table, lowering his head and raising his eyelids to steal glances at Song Zheyuan, not daring to look him in the eye.

"I still have to clean your ass..."

The more Song Zheyuan thought about it, the angrier he became. No matter how unpopular he was here, he was at least a veteran in the Central Plains War. Now he was going backwards and backwards, all because of a crappy company commander who was wasting time here.

If it wasn't for Wang Changhai, if it wasn't for Duolun...

"Let's put it this way. After the border patrol is over in a few days, you give an order to have the first company escort me back to Zhangjiakou."

"escort?"

Wang Changhai pointed to the pistol team outside.

"Have you forgotten what happened to little Zhang in Huanggutun?"

"The Japanese are right under our noses in Tongliao. I came to Duolun just to get the broken gun. Can't you send a company to send me back?"

Wang Changhai asked in a deep voice: "What about after we return to Zhangjiakou?"

"After he goes back? After he goes back, he, Xu Chaoyang, will be just a handful of sand in the ocean. A company in Zhangjiakou means nothing to him!"

Under the full moon, the shadows of people in the room kept flickering in the oil lamp. In the late summer of that year, Zhang Damazi Zhang Jingui was still doing business with Song Laoding of the 29th Army. The national media was still scolding the little Zhang for not leading the Northeast Army to fight back. Only Xu Chaoyang, like the yellow leaves falling from the trees, could only float in the air after leaving his era and before landing on the ground.

He was pushed by the tide of war. He had just witnessed the viciousness of the betrayers of the 9th Brigade and the difference that equipment brought in the war. Then an idea of ​​how to fight against the Japanese and save the country emerged in his mind. He did not expect that he would have to go through the "human relations and worldly wisdom" again.

(End of this chapter)