War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 427: Forced Education? (Thanks to 'Panda Cannon' for the reward!)

Woo~
Crack, crack, crack!

Late at night, a train from Hebei to Shanxi was running on the railway. Inside the carriage, most of the passengers were dozing off with their shoulders folded and leaning on the hard seats.

Why do you hug your shoulders and squint?

Xu Chaoyang has gained a lot of experience along the way.

It turns out that the things in TV dramas about people in the Republic of China carrying money in purses or wallets in their trouser pockets were all fake. In fact, most people kept their money in their arms, and once you put your hands down and went to sleep, as soon as you fell asleep, the bandit who had been following the railway line would stand up and come over with a dagger in his hand, then cut open the outside of your clothes with the knife and reach in to take out the money.

At that time you realize it's useless, their people are standing by the chairs to block you, with the knife against their chest, and you just tell them whether you want money or your life.

This is what Xu Chaoyang saw with his own eyes!
Secondly, for people of this era, taking a train is a luxury. Yes, that's right, taking a train is a luxury.

At that time, trains were divided into third class, second class and first class. This refers to the train from Nanjing to Songhu, but the train Xu Chaoyang took had no division at all, only third class.
Ye Shengtao once described the first-class train in his fairy tale "Mimosa", saying that the chairs were covered with goose down, which would hug your body tightly when you sit down, and it would hold you softly.

The third-class cars are usually close to the front of the train. The first thing that everyone who sits in the third-class cars does after getting off the train is to shake off the coal dust on their bodies.
But Guo Moruo, a world-famous writer at that time, had a considerable income every month from his royalties (he had already become famous in 1925), but he could only afford to ride in a third-class train. How could ordinary people not regard riding the train as a luxury?
However, the third-class carriage for ordinary people is completely different from the other two types of carriages.

There is no seat allocation here, and getting on the train depends entirely on grabbing a seat. It's already very good if you can grab one. If you can't grab one, some people even sit in the iron carriage that carries goods, and some people just sit on the roof of the train.

"very?"

“Is there compulsory education in Shanxi?”

Xu Chaoyang was wearing ordinary clothes and was sitting by the window.

For a man of great stature and strength, grabbing a seat was nothing. He almost squeezed forward with his strong physique after getting on the train. The people who were hit wanted to get angry, but they swallowed their anger when they saw his split ear. In those days, with Xu Chaoyang's fierce appearance, ear injury, and big and strong appearance, who would have the time to get angry with him? In addition, people's physiques were generally small in those days. Xu Chaoyang once bought a US military uniform from World War II, but Jiang Wen's big physique couldn't wear it because the US military in those days was only about 1.7 meters tall. How tall can our people be?

So, Xu Chaoyang not only had a seat, but also started chatting with the guy sitting next to him.

The old man was bald, with hardly any hair on his head. Even in the middle of summer he was wrapped in a tattered jacket. He felt so hot that he opened his arms to reveal his chest hair. Not only was he smelling of sweat, he also took off his shoes and stepped on the chair, making the entire carriage smelly.

Xu Chaoyang didn't even dare to close the window.

The train windows at that time could be opened, otherwise he would have suffocated to death.

I managed to hold on until the evening, and when the smell on the old man's feet had almost died down, I turned around and started chatting with him. But he refused to talk to me as soon as I said a few words.

"What kind of compulsory education do we have in Shanxi? They just take advantage of the people's temper. They dare to publicize bad things as good things. They are a bunch of idiots who don't know whether food is sweet or salty."

"My neighbor's child was taken away in the name of 'forced education', and when he came back, he was wearing a military uniform. They told me face to face that the school only taught me how to shoot, and that the Japanese would soon attack Shanxi from Hebei, and asked me to defend my country."

"What is this called ~ compulsory education?"

"Then why did they also arrest my 46-year-old brother?"

"You're forty-six years old, you still need education, right?" Xu Chaoyang couldn't tell which part of Shanxi the man's accent was from, but his voice was full of ups and downs.

"Isn't it just conscripting men?"

Xu Chaoyang was stunned.

He remembered that in his own era, he seemed to have heard people from the Northeast cursing Xiao Liuzi, people from the Northwest cursing people with the surname Ma, and people from Shandong cursing Han Fengzi, but he had never heard people from Shanxi cursing Yan Laoxier. Even though they had appeared as villains in film and television dramas, the Second War Zone's firm anti-Japanese stance had never changed. How could this be completely different from what he heard in this era?

"Is the issue of conscription in Shanxi so serious?" "It's getting worse and worse!"

When asked by Xu Chaoyang, the elder brother said, "Everyone is saying that since Song Zheyuan couldn't stop the Japanese in Beiping, he couldn't stop them in Baoding either. It's only a matter of time before the Japanese invaders march into Shanxi." He looked at Xu Chaoyang and said, "Before I came to Cang County, there was a conscription notice posted in Taiyuan, which clearly stated 'Shanxi people, defend your hometown.'"

Bah! ! !
As we were talking, the train pulled into the station.

The moment Xu Chaoyang looked towards the station, the word "Xingtai" had already appeared in front of him, but it was written as "Tai Xing" at that time.

We finally arrived in Xingtai. Going further we will enter Shanxi and then arrive in Datong.

The support that Li Hansheng mentioned is in Datong. They will go straight to Shaanxi from Datong... And along the way, Xu Chaoyang has never seen the 29th Army chasing him and the entire 217th Regiment. Perhaps it is because Song Zheyuan is busy dealing with the Japanese and has no time to pay attention to him.

Woo~
Kuchacha, Kuchacha.

The train started again. Xu Chaoyang looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky at night on the shaking train. The moon was still the same moon, but the mountains and rivers under the moon were about to change color.

Xu Chaoyang slowly narrowed his eyes and, like everyone else, hugged his shoulders.

Just like that, under the swaying of the train, I fell into a dazed sleep.

If Xu Chaoyang could sleep well on a battlefield full of bullets, how much more so on a train? Soon, he began to snore.

……

Shanxi.

This train finally allowed Xu Chaoyang to experience once again what the speed of the Republic of China was. The last time he took a train for such a long time was when he traveled from Duolun to the Xifengkou front line.

I felt like my waist was going to break after sitting on Xu Chaoyang all the way...

"Wake up."

"Datong is just ahead, don't miss your stop."

After two days of chatting, Xu Chaoyang had become more familiar with the brother sitting next to him. The brother was going to Taiyuan. His son was doing business in Cang County, so he married and had children and settled there. This time he went to Cang County to see his newly born grandson.

When the elder brother asked Xu Chaoyang what he was doing, he stared at his missing ear for a long time.

This time, Xu Chaoyang replied calmly, "I'm a guard. I used to be a soldier. My master fled from the Northeast to Shanxi and settled down in Datong. That's right, my master felt that it was not safe to find someone in Shanxi to guard the house. After all, he was not familiar with me, so he called him from the Northeast. He suffered a lot on the way."

With Xu Chaoyang's current temperament, no one would believe him even if he said he was an ordinary person. What's more, these days when people are just chatting, no one will care whether what you say is true or false. As long as it's not too outrageous, it's fine. So he made up such a lie.

Woo~
When the train pulled into the station again, Xu Chaoyang finally straightened his waist. This train ride made his tailbone hurt, as if being pricked by needles. As he got closer and closer to the station and the platform was filled with people waiting for the train...it seemed as if his dream place was getting closer and closer.

And at this moment, according to the date, it is just mid-July!
呲!
The train stopped and arrived at Tongda.

　Thanks to 'Panda Cannon' for the reward. Thank you very much. I am very grateful.

　　Regarding 'conscripting men' and 'compulsory education', Po Jin heard the story from an old man in a friend's family. The old man was from Shanxi and settled in another place. As for whether it is true or not, Po Jin has no way of telling, so you can just treat it as a plot in a novel. As the book says, Po Jin has never heard a Shanxi person scold Lao Xizi, not even a single word, so he can only speak from his own perspective.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)