War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 184: 217th Regiment Chief Instructor

"Company 1, why are you standing guard here?"

Just as it was getting dark, the commander of the 217th Regiment, who had been out on business, returned to the regiment headquarters and saw the soldiers of the first company standing guard at the entrance of the regiment headquarters with the original guards. He then asked curiously.

The soldier from the Fifth Military Region was also smart and responded immediately: "Report, our company commander is drinking inside, we are thinking that if he is drunk, we can take him back."

They didn't say anything else, but this made the battalion commander envious: "The first company is different from others. Xu Chaoyang treats the entire company like brothers!"

It was normal for the battalion commander of the 217th Regiment to see the difference between the soldiers of the first company and the guards of the regiment headquarters. The Northwest Army's steel helmets that looked like blood drops were enough to clearly distinguish the two sides, not to mention the completely different styles of uniforms they wore.

But Xu Chaoyang can go to the regiment to drink...

Even the former battalion commander of the 217th Regiment did not have this honor. What signal does this send?
Regiment Headquarters.

Two oil lamps were lit on the table, and the door of the hall was wide open. Song Zheyuan, who had always deliberately maintained a simple image, was generous today. He did not decline the feast prepared by Wang Changhai, but had four cold and four hot dishes served on the table. He also had someone stew a turtle soup in the middle and a portion of pickled vegetables on the sides, which made the meal perfect.

At the banquet, Xu Chaoyang and Wang Changhai sat on Song Zheyuan's left and right respectively, leaving the 29th Army's leader in the middle. Song, whose face turned red after a few sips of wine, held Xu Chaoyang's wrist with one hand, pointed at Wang Changhai's face with the other and said, "Chaoyang, I've given you the job of chief instructor of the 217th Regiment. This is not only because of your military exploits on the train, but also because of the recommendation of your leader Wang, who bet his head on my desk..."

"In the future, if you have any further concerns, do you have to reconsider your trust today?"

"what?"

Xu Chaoyang was listening quietly at the side. After drinking the wine, he saw Wang Changhai's face getting paler and paler and he lowered his head in embarrassment. He already knew what was going on.

"Chaoyang, from now on, no matter what you do in Duolun or what methods you use, I have only one request. I want to see the 217th Regiment become a beast that dares to bite the enemy's neck like your company..."

Xu Chaoyang raised his head immediately when he heard this: "General, you have to do nothing about it!"

"There's no problem training the soldiers of the 217th Regiment. We have to do daily training as a company anyway. But if you don't care about anything, where will we get the bullets for training?"

"Where can I get replacements for medicines I've used for training injuries, and for worn-out clothes, shoes, and socks?"

"We can't let the 217th Regiment go to the battlefield naked, right? That wouldn't look good."

puff.

Wang Changhai almost laughed out loud. After hearing this, Song Zheyuan didn't even look at Xu Chaoyang. He turned his head towards Wang Changhai, pointed at Xu Chaoyang and said, "What did I tell you? This kid is such a thief!"

Wang Changhai then said, "General, if it were me, I would have let you draw a circle." As he spoke, he picked up the scallion, dipped it in soybean paste and put it into his mouth. Then he looked at Xu Chaoyang. Even though he was in a daze, the hand that Song Zheyuan didn't hold was holding a chicken leg.

"Xu Chaoyang, listen carefully!"

Song Zheyuan said with a red face: "I'll let Wang Changhai hand over the task of thoroughly investigating the train leak to you. The rest is up to you."

"Scrape the ground?"

"Xu Chaoyang!"

As soon as Xu Chaoyang made this point, Wang Changhai immediately stopped him. The look in his eyes implied that some things can be said, but some things can only be done and must never be said.

Of course Xu Chaoyang knows this truth, but is this what he wants?

He spread his hands and said to Song Zheyuan: "General, it's useless for me to have money."

"I want bullets!"

"What I want is weapons, not the 'imitation Type 217 rifles' carried by the th Regiment."

The 29th Army was really poor. Each company was only equipped with two light machine guns. There were only a dozen field guns and mountain guns in the entire 29th Army, and most of the rifles were "imitation Type rifles" made in Hanyang and Shanxi.

Xu Chaoyang had tried this type of gun before. The speed at which the bullet fell was faster than a drunk in Northeast China hitting his head on the curb, so it was impossible to conduct long-range shooting.

Song Zheyuan waved his hand at Xu Chaoyang: "It's not entirely about the gun..."

Xu Chaoyang immediately responded: "Second reloading?" What other reason could there be?
Historically, the "bullet factories" built by our army in the rear were originally converted from "repair shops". The so-called "army repair shops" were actually places where damaged guns were repaired in the troops. It was only after Lao Feng robbed the "Beiyang Manufacturing Bureau" that the "bullet filling" equipment was available.

When Song Zheyuan took over the territory of Chahar, Xiao Liuzi did not give him any more bullets and made him stay under the eyes of the Japanese. What could he do? The only thing he could do was to refill the bullets and reuse them. Even so, he had to tighten his belt.

Xu Chaoyang suddenly understood why the 29th Army was swinging blades. If one had a powerful weapon in hand, who wouldn't want to squat behind a bunker and shoot?

His 29th Army was forced into a desperate night attack on the Japanese at Xifengkou because they had no other options. If you didn't rush out and fight at close range, there was really no other way.

Are you going to hide in the trenches and get bombed?
"If I had the equipment of the uncle of the king, would I use you to train my troops?"

"Don't worry, my uncle. If I had his equipment, I wouldn't have to go to Chengde to teach a bunch of old ladies how to raise silkworms, right?"

Xu Chaoyang didn't let Song Zheyuan continue talking. He reached out and grabbed the wrist of the 29th Army veteran and asked, "General, tell me the truth, what is the quality of your military repair shop?"

Song Zheyuan casually made the number 'eight' with his hand: "If there are enough raw materials, we can produce box guns every day, eight hundred..."

"what!"

Xu Chaoyang stood up immediately!

He was stunned for a long time, then raised his hand and pointed to the door: "The two experts you brought here were gesturing..."

"Chaoyang, sit, sit."

Xu Chaoyang remembered that Song Zheyuan had also dealt in military weapons before, and the ones he sold were box guns!

If we think along these lines, maybe the only weapons his military repair shop can produce are... box guns and machine guns!

"The experts are all real. They were borrowed by the military commander from Dagu. There is a shipyard there that is qualified to produce weapons. Now the equipment of the Northeast Army is produced there, but... that is not our territory." Wang Changhai stood up and pressed Xu Chaoyang down on his seat, explaining slowly.

Xu Chaoyang frowned, almost shouting in anxiety, and said to Song Zheyuan: "General, how can you let me train a soldier without guns and bullets?"

"No rules!"

Song Zheyuan's first words were definitely directed at Xu Chaoyang, but he immediately reversed the situation: "I'm telling you, it's true that the Northwest Army has no guns or bullets, but since I dare to be your boss and throw difficult problems to you, I dare not set any obstacles for you! You are allowed to break the rules!"

"As long as you train the 217th regiment for me, Xu Chaoyang, I don't care if you steal or rob. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I, Song Zheyuan, will support you two brothers!"

With Wang Changhai holding his shoulder, Xu Chaoyang stood up, looked at Song Zheyuan and asked, "Is that what you said?"

Song Zheyuan slammed the table heavily and a loud bang was heard: "That's what you said!"

"Then I'll take the job."

Xu Chaoyang picked up the wine bowl and drank it down: "Commander, you don't have to spend a penny, just do whatever business you want with Sun Damazi. I only have one request, you bring the army repair shop to Duolun, and in half a year, I will make sure you see a completely different 217th Regiment!"

"No jokes in the army!"

"I would like to issue a military order!"

"Come on, let me serve you with my pen and ink!"

Xu Chaoyang turned around and said to Wang Changhai, "Wang Tuan, I can't write, you do it."

Wang Changhai's eyes almost popped out of his head and he cursed, "Fuck you!"

"No, I mean, you write it for me!"

It was late at night. Song Zheyuan looked at Xu Chaoyang's departing back and suddenly said, "Changhai, do you think this kid is waiting for me to say this?"

(End of this chapter)