War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 410 Have you ever been looked at like this? (Thanks to 'I'll buy you an orange' for a thousand rewards)
April 1937, 4, Wanping.

The First Regiment of the Garrison Army stationed in Fengtai led its troops to the foot of Wanping City!
It came without any warning.

The defenders of Wanping were Ji Xingwen from the 29th Regiment, 37th Brigade, 110th Division, 219th Army. He and Xu Chaoyang belonged to the same unit. When he was a battalion commander in Xifengkou, he led the big knife team and killed the Japanese together with Zhao Dengyu.

This time, when the First Regiment was at the gates of the city, Ji Xingwen had received the news in advance. By the time the Japanese arrived, the city gates had already been closed.

But Ji Xingwen, who was standing on the top of the city wall, never expected that the Japanese soldiers who came back this time did not bring guns!
"Woo~~!"

Outside the closed city gate, the early spring wind was sweeping up the dust with a solemn atmosphere. In the dust, standing on the top of the city wall, looking from the angle of Da Jixingwen, the Japanese captain who was not even as tall as a potato was roaring at Wanping City.

Ji Xingwen didn't know why these guys came, but they stood outside Wanping City; no one knew what they were going to do, all they could see was that bastard-looking Japanese officer standing with his hands behind his back, showing off his power.

"What does this kid want to do?"

Ji Xingwen was so angry at the Japanese that his teeth were itching. He even wanted to just open fire according to his temper. After all, these Japanese didn't have guns.

Correct!
The Japanese soldiers who came this time did not carry guns. They were just like the neighbors who broke into your yard and stood at the door of your house cursing.

With such anger and rage, Ji Xingwen was about to go down and slap them in the face!

"Report, the translator has been found."

The huge Wanping City and the huge 219th Regiment only found a Japanese translator after the Japanese invaders arrived for such a long time...

"Hurry up and tell me what this kid down there is saying!"

Ji Xingwen asked with wide eyes.

The translator listened for a long time before reluctantly opening his mouth and saying, "They asked us to hand over Bai Jianwu, who was involved in the Fengtai riot."

Ji Xing was furious and started to curse: "Didn't they protest to the Hebei-Chahar Political Affairs Committee? Why are they showing off now?"

At this moment, Ji Xingwen heard a series of Japanese again. Ji Xingwen grabbed the translator's collar and said, "Translate it word for word for me, or I will kill you!"

The translator was so frightened that his glasses fell down to his philtrum: "They...they..."

"say!!!"

"The Japanese officer told the soldiers below that the wall in front of them was the town they were about to break through, and the cowardly defenders on the wall would die in their hands..."

"what?!"

"Chinese people..."

Ji Xingwen let go of the translator, turned around, pointed his finger at the Japanese and cursed: "I'll fuck your mother!"

"Someone, call the boss and tell him I can't stand it anymore!"

"Please fight!"

……

Dagu.

Xu Chaoyang's office.

Bell~
When the phone rang, Xu Chaoyang was walking around the factory where he had been for four years. Now the Dagu Shipyard had been completely dismantled, and all the machines that could be transported away in advance had been transported away. In the entire factory, only the machines that could not be dismantled were left standing there. Even the factory that was usually cleaned by the soldiers was now covered with dust.

Xu Chaoyang walked step by step in the Dagu Shipyard that he had built with his own hands. Looking at everything he had built from scratch, a smile slowly formed on his lips.

"Captain!"

But the tranquility that should have belonged to him was broken at this moment. The communicator rushed over and said, "Old Ding, it's on the phone."

"understood."

Xu Chaoyang wanted to savor it for a while...

"The phone is still on. They said they're waiting for you to pick it up."

This time Xu Chaoyang sighed, what is coming will always come.

Xu Chaoyang turned around and walked out of the factory, quickly running towards the office building. When he got to the office, he deliberately panted and said, "Hey, hey, hey... Hello? Lao Ding? I... huh... Xu Chaoyang from the 217th Regiment."

"Have you heard about Wanping's incident?"

Xu Chaoyang responded, "I heard that Mutaguchi Lian from the First Regiment of the Garrison Army also went to Wanping to set up a battle formation, leading an entire regiment of unarmed infantrymen to scold Shang Jixing right under his nose."

"The Japanese side has already responded, saying that their troops are conducting exercises... Damn it!"

"Exercise? Bringing troops to conduct an exercise under the muzzle of someone else's gun? Then let them perform it again. Let them come to Dagu to perform it and see if I, Xu Chaoyang, dare to open fire."

Xu Chaoyang wished that these damned people would come to Dagu to perform a show, and it would be best if the Kwantung Army came with them. Don't you guys not bring guns? That would save us from the need for attack and defense drills. We can just pull the trigger directly. Whoever is afraid is a grandson!
"Stop talking nonsense to me!" Song Zheyuan said on the phone, "It was my decision not to let Ji Xingwen take action!"

"Right now, I have enough soldiers, but not enough equipment. Hurry up and let the Dagu Factory run at full capacity and produce as many weapons as possible. Shells, detonators, explosives, bullets, whatever you have, I want!"

Xu Chaoyang was stunned when he heard this: "Lao Ding, are you going to do it?"

"That's not something you should consider. You just need to stay in Dagu and wait for orders!" Xu Chaoyang rolled his eyes and said, "Boss, there is something I have to say first. There are too many equipments in Dagu Shipyard that are difficult to dismantle. If a fight breaks out, the whole Dagu will be covered by the guns of the Japanese fleet. You see..."

"After the weapons are produced, dismantle the machinery immediately. As for where to transport the weapons and machinery, we'll talk about it later. In short, before I give the order, you must not cause any trouble. In the entire 29th Army, you are the most worrying person. Now is a critical moment. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

What Song Zheyuan never expected was that Xu Chaoyang had already prepared everything through this phone call. At Song Zheyuan's residence in Peiping, the veteran of the 29th Army, who was sitting in a reclining chair in his pajamas and holding the phone, handed the phone to the side with a cold face.

The concubine took the phone, put it back in its place with her slightly bulging belly, picked a grape and put it into Song Zheyuan's mouth.

In the Republic of China, early spring, in Beijing, who could understand the luxury of being able to eat grapes in this season? Who could!
Song Zheyuan was chewing in small bites, while the concubine beside him gently placed her hand on his shoulder and called out delicately, "Master~"

"There's going to be a war."

Song Zheyuan grabbed the white fingers on his shoulder, but his increasingly worried look never changed.

"Master, you have fought in wars all your life. Can't you think about those troubles tomorrow?"

"Today I will happily stay at home with others..."

In an instant, the scene of the hero being no match for the tenderness was staged. That stern face, which could have killed someone on the battlefield, when he turned around and saw the beautiful woman standing behind him, somehow, it was like an ice cube melting, it relaxed and gradually began to smile: "Hahahaha, good!"

……

Here, Xu Chaoyang just hung up the phone and looked out the window. In his eyes, the 217th Regiment was training vigorously after dismantling the Dagu Shipyard. Now, not only the battalion, company, and platoon leaders of the 217th Regiment have memorized the terrain of Haiguang Temple, but even the soldiers under them are almost familiar with the internal structure of the garrison headquarters. This deliberate calculation, Xu Chaoyang has been calculating for half a year, since the Dagu Shipyard stopped production after the Chinese New Year.

Isn’t Peking in turmoil? Let’s go ahead and make trouble!

Isn't Wanping going to be attacked? Go ahead!

As long as the shelling dared to start, Xu Chaoyang would rush into Haiguang Temple at the first moment, kill the garrison army headquarters, and chop off the head of Tashiro Kan'ichirō (the commander-in-chief of the July 7 Incident in the early stage and Kazuki Seiji in the later stage)!

Otherwise, wouldn’t all the preparations have taken so long be in vain?

Bell~
When the phone rang again, Xu Chaoyang came to his senses, but the cruelty on his face never disappeared: "Hello?"

Just from this one sound, Xu Chaoyang could already recognize Yuan Fuzhen's movements.

"explain."

"My uncle is here. He said he will go to Nanjing in the next few days to report the handover results between the Beiping Military Branch and the Hebei-Chahar Political Affairs Committee. Chaoyang, come to Beiping when the time comes, and we will go together."

Xu Chaoyang smiled. At least Yuan Fuzhen still had him in her heart. Otherwise, how could she think of him first in such a tense situation?

But he could only feel sorry for her...

"I can't leave. If I leave, what will happen to the 217th Regiment?"

"Are you stupid? We have money and connections. How difficult is it to find connections when we get to Nanjing? Are you afraid that you won't be able to recruit soldiers if you have money? Are you afraid that you won't be able to get an official position?" From the perspective of ordinary people, Yuan Fuzhen was not wrong at all, really.

"Well, you and your uncle go first, and I'll take a look at the situation."

Xu Chaoyang hung up the phone and changed his address to Deputy Director Li from "uncle" to "your uncle".

Bell~
bell!
The phone kept ringing like a woman's temper, getting more and more irritable. When the operator heard the phone ringing and walked in to answer the phone without knowing if there was anyone else in the room, Xu Chaoyang glanced at him and said, "If it's Yuan Fuzhen, just say I'm not here."

The communicator then looked at Xu Chaoyang with a confused look: "I can't lie..."

Xu Chaoyang was about to call, and the communicator quickly shrank his neck and answered the phone: "Hello?" He didn't dare to say "Our regiment commander said he's not in", but handed the phone to Xu Chaoyang: "Commander, this is the call from Commander Ji Xingwenji of the 219th Regiment."

Xu Chaoyang then picked up the microphone: "Hey, it's me, Xu Chaoyang."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

They fought together on the battlefield, right at Xifengkou!
After a while, Ji Xingwen's voice came over: "Chaoyang..."

"You, what's wrong with you?" Xu Chaoyang felt that something seemed to be wrong.

"I have so much to say but nowhere to say it!"

"What's going on!"

"That day, the Japanese gathered outside Wanping City. I was about to open fire but was stopped by my superiors... I almost didn't get down from the city wall..."

"When the Japanese have had enough of showing off their might and have retreated, I will look back and see the city walls filled with civilians!"

"They didn't say anything, they just stood there, wearing tattered clothes and staring at you, which made your heart tremble!"

"Chaoyang, have you been seen by so many people?"

　Thanks, 'I'll go buy you an orange', 'Qian Shang, your name is too much!

　　But I still thank you very much, thank you very much, I love you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)