War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 429 Bitterness (Thanks to 'Chen Yuecheng' for the 5000 reward!)

That square face...

Those glasses stuck on my nose...

That level of familiarity seemed to remind Xu Chaoyang, letting him know what he had seen!
He saw the legend of our army!
Living legend!
After pouring the water, the man turned around and left without even a polite word of "have a drink of water".

The bookstore owner and others went out before asking, "Captain Xu, do you recognize him?"

Without waiting for Xu Chaoyang to answer, the bookstore owner said with certainty: "Impossible, you two can't know each other. Neither of you has ever been to the Northeast."

"No, I don't know him."

Does Xu Chaoyang dare to know him?
How did he know him?
You can't say that in your own world, you have read the stories and photos of our party's legends and the king of spies in books, right?

You can't say that you heard about his style when you were in the army and receiving education from the Party, right?

How else could he know her?

The feeling that the sage is right in front of you, but you can't and shouldn't acknowledge him, is really fucking annoying...

"Captain Xu?"

The bookstore owner called out tentatively.

Xu Chaoyang finally came to his senses and turned around: "Ah."

His reaction was a bit exaggerated, and anyone with eyes could see that. But when one really sees the sage, who can not react indifferently?
Xu Chaoyang still remembers the scene in the short video where a person imitating the sun appeared in clothes. Everyone on the street was stunned at the time. How could he be an exception? It was a kind of insignificance and admiration after seeing the greatness with one's own eyes. It was admiration from the bottom of one's heart and could not be hidden at all.

"You can't leave in the next one or two days. You have to stay here for a few days. I can send you to northern Shaanxi after this storm has passed."

Xu Chaoyang glanced at the bookstore owner and asked, "Why?"

"The 67th Army is entering the city today. Let's not cause trouble for now. Let's wait for them to rest for two days before heading to the front line. Then we can leave quietly."

"It is true that the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are cooperating at the moment, but your identity...hahahaha, right?"

In the eyes of the Kuomintang, Xu Chaoyang was smeared.

Of course, the Battle of Tianjin is still worthy of publicity, but you ran away with the team. How can you let the National Government publicize it?

Especially after Song Zheyuan submitted the report, do you know what accusations were made against him?
Xu Chaoyang is now trapped in this small bookstore.

"Captain Xu, I won't bother you anymore. You should take a rest first. You must be exhausted from the journey. I'll call you for dinner tonight."

The bookstore owner stood up and left, with his hands behind his back and walking out of the house in square steps. After leaving the room and closing the door, he walked briskly towards the bookstore in front.

In the middle of summer, he closed the door to Xu Chaoyang at noon...

Inside the bookstore, Lao Li leaned his elbows on the counter and sucked his lips. When the bookstore owner came back, he turned around and asked, "Did you see it?"

Bookstore owner: "I'm also confused."

"That shouldn't be the case. Limin told me that they sat face to face on the train all the way, and Xu Chaoyang didn't realize that he was doing underground work. He's not an insider, so how could he tell from me?" Old Li looked up at the bookstore owner: "Did I give myself away?"

The bookstore owner immediately shook his head: "Absolutely not, it's perfectly normal, what else can people tell from just pouring water?"

Old Li showed his palms. There were no calluses on his hands from handling guns as a soldier, nor were they as rough as those of farmers. They were just ordinary hands. It was impossible to tell anything from them, as they hadn't worked for a long time...

The bookstore owner speculated, "Could it be that Commander Xu had already noticed it on the train but deliberately didn't show it, and Comrade Limin didn't notice it?"

"You're the same. We should have set off, and the road was so difficult to walk on. But you delayed your trip just to take a look at this Xu Chaoyang. What's different about him? If you want to see a hero, don't we have all of them in our hometown?" The bookstore owner was quite unhappy, as if he was used to scolding people.

Old Li smiled instead: "This time, it is indeed me who caused trouble to the local comrades. I will do self-examination and self-criticism when I go back. However, this Xu Chaoyang is really different from others."

"What's the difference?"

"He not only killed Zhang Haipeng and Cui Xingwu, two big traitors, but also killed Tianshiro Wan'ichirō. I heard that it was because of his eyes that the highest-ranking general captured on the anti-Japanese battlefield turned into a dead body when he was transported to Beijing."

The bookstore owner was stunned: "Just him?"

Lao Li nodded.

"Such a big thing, how come there is nothing in the newspapers?"

Lao Li responded: "How could that be possible? After that battle, this guy led the 217th Regiment away from Tianjin."

"So, you only saw the news that the 38th Division defeated the garrison army."

The two of them looked towards the backyard at the same time, and the waiter came out holding a newspaper: "Boss, did you say you wanted newspapers?" The moment the waiter put the newspaper on the counter, the words "Red Bandits" were clearly printed there!

……

Xu Chaoyang couldn't sleep. He didn't know how much his look had caused these two people to worry, and at the moment he was worried about the 67th Army.

67军在淞沪战场上被打废了以后，番号也就被撤销了，而我军的115师、120师、129师最早也都是东北军番号，115师是东北军独立旅改编而来、120师最早是东北预备军陆军第20旅、129师是东北陆军第15旅，自67军被鬼子打废了建制，整个抗日战场上再也没有了这支部队番号……

That feeling of loneliness was like the end of an era, and this feeling of fate seemed to have started when the Northwest Army entered the northern battlefield and the Northeast Army went to the northwest. After these two troops were transferred, they lost their roots.

"It's time to eat."

Xu Chaoyang lay on the kang, unable to fall asleep. He didn't know how long he had been thinking in this sultry weather before he heard a call from outside. When he looked up again, it was already dusk outside.

Ugh.

Xu Chaoyang climbed up from the kang despite his exhaustion, and walked outside in his sneakers. As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw a square table in the yard. On the table was a wooden basin, in the basin was cornmeal noodles that had just been rinsed with water, and they were bright yellow.

"Oil, oil!"

Hearing these two shouts, Xu Chaoyang quickly turned sideways to hide. Behind him, the bookstore owner broke a bowl of egg sauce and placed it on the table. Then he called Xu Chaoyang and shouted, "Come, eat."

"Chaoyang, don't be disgusted, this is considered good food here..."

As he spoke, he placed the washed green onions on the table in his direction and said, "Come on, make it."

Several people gathered around the table while talking, but Old Li never opened his mouth. He just smiled and nodded at him.

The bookstore owner picked noodles for Xu Chaoyang, but he put two large chopsticks of egg sauce on them. Then he picked noodles for Lao Li, but only put a large chopstick of egg sauce on them. His subordinates only put half a chopstick of egg sauce on them, and he only put a small half chopstick of egg sauce on them. Lao Li couldn't stand it anymore, so he transferred some of the egg sauce on his bowl. The bookstore owner then said, "What are you doing? I don't like eating much."

Salt is a scarce commodity.

Xu Chaoyang felt pity for these people and asked, "Have you collected all the food you brought back home?"

The bookstore owner promised, "How can I not get it? I have to ship such a valuable item back home even if it costs me my life..."

He suddenly reacted, looked up at Xu Chaoyang and said, "I don't mean anything else, I really don't like sauce, if you don't believe me, just ask..." He pointed at the waiter next to him, who was holding a scallion in his hand and didn't dare to dip it into the sauce. He stuck to the edge of the bowl and scraped the sauce marks on it, for fear of reaching too deep: "Hehehe..." The bookstore owner laughed embarrassedly at this moment.

Xu Chaoyang had experienced hardships before. He had experienced a life without food. He was forced to lead his brothers to rob a squad of Japanese soldiers of their rations. He had also eaten fried rice in Inner Mongolia and corn porridge in Chahar. However, no matter how bad things were, he had never lacked salt. At least each person could get two pieces of pickles...

The bookstore owner was afraid that this atmosphere would affect the dinner, so he deliberately changed the subject and asked, "Chaoyang, I heard that you took away the eyes of Tashiro Kan'ichirō in Tianjin? Is that true?"

This was just a topic, but Xu Chaoyang couldn't let Chang Zhan bear this crime, so he ate his food and said, "Really."

Xu Chaoyang chewed the noodles more and more slowly, and asked, "My heart, I want to ask you, is this against discipline in my hometown?"

For a moment, the atmosphere on the table was even worse than before. These two guys can't chat...

"What do you think?"

Old Li looked at Xu Chaoyang and saw that he didn't answer his question, so he finally spoke.

"Do you think we should punish this kind of cruel revenge after watching our soldiers die one after another in a war situation? Or should we just ignore it and turn a blind eye to it?"

"Chaoyang, we want to hear your opinion."

How come this... brings the question back again?
Xu Chaoyang put down his chopsticks and said very formally: "I have fought with the devils many times."

"They are also made of flesh and blood. When faced with cruel methods, they will tremble. For example, at Xifengkou, the soldiers of the 29th Army chopped off the head of a Japanese soldier with one knife. At that time, I clearly saw that there was still a piece of skin stuck to the head and cavity of the Japanese soldier, but the blood in the cavity kept gushing out from the wound. Many Japanese soldiers were frightened, which gave us the opportunity to kill many people."

"But after that, I discovered a lot of problems, for example, in Tianjin..."

Old Li seemed to be interested and said, "Tell me more about it."

"The soldiers of our 217th Regiment are like a group of over-stimulated soldiers. After nearly two years of continuous rest in this kind of battle, the more they rest, the less motivated they are."

"When I looked at them, it was like looking at a person who had just recovered from overwork. Their eyes were full of fatigue, and I thought this fatigue was a result of their desire for a comfortable environment..."

"It wasn't until I took the train to Datong this time and was so tired that I couldn't even straighten my back that I realized it."

"The soldiers of the 217th Regiment were not cowards. They were stressed out by the intense stimulation of the battlefield and the tension of the possibility of death at any time. Once they relaxed, they..." Xu Chaoyang lowered his head while describing the incident. He wanted to explain the whole thing in words, but his lack of knowledge made it impossible for him to speak.

Fortunately, Lao Li seemed to understand: "I understand."

He nodded and continued, "It was like we had just arrived in northern Shaanxi after the Long March."

Xu Chaoyang looked up at Old Li in front of him. He didn't expect that an army with such firm beliefs would actually go through this.

"When we first arrived in northern Shaanxi, one of our soldiers stopped talking for unknown reasons. He became extremely aggressive towards anyone who approached him and even injured several other comrades..."

　Thank you Chen Yuecheng for the 5000 reward. I...how could I have deserved such a reward from you? I'm so grateful that you spent so much money on me. I don't know what to say. Thank you a thousand times. I'm grateful.

　　and also!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)