War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 431: Dirty Heart (Thanks to the 500 reward from the book friend)

"The 67th Army has entered the city."

Xu Chaoyang returned to the bookstore and the moment he entered the backyard, he squatted beside Old Li, who was washing clothes in a large basin in the yard. When he said this, his eyes were always fixed on the other person's face without any expression.

Old Li looked back at him and said, "Oh."

A very simple answer.

Then continue washing clothes.

Xu Chaoyang did not move, but moved closer to Lao Li and said in a low voice: "Commander..." He no longer cared about it. The other party knew that he had seen through it, so it was reasonable to call him "Commander": "I said that the 67th Army entered the city."

Old Li seemed to have noticed something strange about Xu Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, let's leave the local intelligence work to the local comrades. Also, I advise you that the environment outside is quite complicated now. If you have nothing else to do, it's best to stay in the bookstore."

"correct."

Old Li took out a few silver dollars from his arms with his wet hands. They were the ones Xu Chaoyang had left on the table in the morning to improve the food for the people in the bookstore. He said without any sarcasm, "We are used to hard times. If you can't accept it for the time being, the tavern opposite the bookstore is not bad, but you are not allowed to get drunk. Do you understand?"

Not an order, not a discussion, just a normal chat.

When Xu Chaoyang couldn't see any clues on Lao Li's face, the bookstore owner came out of the house: "Chaoyang is back?" After saying that, he walked to the front and started chatting with the bookstore clerk beside the counter.

Xu Chaoyang didn't say anything, nor did he take the silver dollar from Lao Li. He just stood up and walked to the inner room. He sat down on the kang with his mind in a mess.

He shouldn't go out!

If I hadn't seen the 67th Army entering the city, I would have felt relieved.

But the 67th Army entering the city was like... a wheel crushing his heart. He felt so exhausted from the inside out.

Ao Tao is a Beijing dialect that Xu Chaoyang learned from his wife, but at this moment it can express emotions very accurately.

In the courtyard, the bookstore owner came back from the front room, squatted next to Lao Li and asked, "What's wrong?"

Old Li lowered his head and rubbed his clothes: "I saw the 67th Army entering the city."

The bookstore owner didn't understand: "What's going on?"

Lao Li put down his clothes and reiterated, "67th Army!"

The bookstore owner seemed to understand: "I know, didn't I tell you before, the 67th Army entered the city these days, and the city is in chaos..."

Lao Li looked at him for three full seconds and said, "Put your things away. You are not suitable for underground work. I will report this to the organization and have someone sent to replace you."

After saying that, Lao Li got up and went into the house.

The bookstore owner finally reacted: "Fuck!"

Inside the house, Lao Li appeared in front of Xu Chaoyang. He walked into the house with his head lowered, and sat down next to Xu Chaoyang without saying a word.

He took out a piece of tobacco wrapped in cloth from his pocket, tore off a piece of newspaper with the words "Red Bandits" written on it, rolled a cigarette, dipped it in saliva, held it between his lips and lit it before saying, "I thought you were just making an excuse for being corrupt, but I didn't expect it to be true."

He shook the match in his hand to put it out: "If you want to smoke, roll it yourself."

"Do you think I'm here for the 67th Army?"

Xu Chaoyang didn't respond. He supported his body by pressing the edge of the kang with both hands, moved back, and sat there with his legs dangling.

"Everyone in the world knows that the 67th Army is not welcome after joining the Nationalist government and is destined to be cannon fodder on the front line. I just happened to use this as an introduction and appear in front of Wu Keren like a ray of light to persuade them to abandon darkness and join light?"

Xu Chaoyang nodded.

"Do you still think that your appearance in Datong is no coincidence at all? Maybe our previous sympathy for you was just an act, just to appease you and let you serve as a springboard for us to contact the 67th Army?"

Xu Chaoyang raised his head and looked at Lao Li. Lao Li asked again: "Did you run into any acquaintances from the Northeast Army on the street?" He took a puff of cigarette and blew out the smoke, his whole face was surrounded by mist.

Xu Chaoyang shook his head and remained silent.

"Dog temper!"

Old Li stopped talking, and the two of them stayed in the room in silence.

After a while, Lao Li finally said, "Chaoyang, I think you should go back and study the Anti-Japanese University. You have been corrupted by those people in the national service department!"

"If we wanted to persuade the 67th Army to abandon the dark and join the light, why didn't we take advantage of the time when he was taken to Nanjing to encourage the 67th Army and the entire Northeast Army to fight against the National Government Branch Office?"

"Aren't you putting the cart before the horse?"

Old Li was a little angry: "You are indeed a little clever and quick to react, but this little cleverness is always at the smallest level."

"Do you think anyone can see that the 67th Army will become cannon fodder? Maybe some people even think this is a bright future!"

"If we try to persuade them now, they might think we are dragging them into trouble. Don't you know what they call us?" Old Li stretched out his hand and knocked hard on the newspaper on the table on the kang, making the words 'Red Bandits' make a ping-pong sound.

"Now, everyone's main purpose is to 'put aside the differences and unite to resist Japan'. If we do this now, it will push all of us into the fire pit. We Doujiang will become the sinners. Who will still have the heart to resist Japan? Will we still fight the devils? Will the National Government's plan to collect soldiers and food from all over the world for the battle in Songhu be carried out?"

"From a small scale, from the perspective of Datong, this is good for us, but if we look at it from the perspective of this country, it is called 'undermining the anti-Japanese war'!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Chaoyang's insignificance was instantly revealed. He only started from the "small" things, so naturally the more he thought, the more wrong he became. Only those who can look at the overall situation will understand what can be done and what cannot be done.

"Songhu?"

Just as Lao Li said, Xu Chaoyang reacts quickly, but his head is full of clever tricks, so he is good at grasping small details but lacks the grand vision.

"Where do you think the 67th Army is going?"

"Isn't it the Pingjin front?"

According to history, the 67th Army did rush to Songhu only after the battle on the Peiping-Tianjin front was over. This is history.

"Pingjin has been completely abandoned. Otherwise, why would Yan Laoxi be conscripting men everywhere to actively prepare for war?"

History has changed, and the changes have caught people completely unprepared!

This changing history connected Lao Li with the distant Jinling.

In 1937, Lao Li went deep into the enemy's rear and set up an office in Jinling!
However, the 67th Army's entry into Shanxi made it impossible for Yan Laoxizi to refuse. After all, the whole country was united. All he could do was to guard against it and send the 67th Army out of the country as soon as possible. In order to prevent them from causing trouble, he gave them food and wagons.

Well... if Lao Li wants to leave the country and arrive in Nanjing on time, there is probably no safer way than to follow the 67th Army.

Xu Chaoyang smiled. At this moment, he would rather admit that he was dirty than see his faith deviate.

"No, I can help you find someone I know. I won't assign you to move artillery or guns. That's hard work..."

Old Li looked at him in surprise: "You knew I was going to get into the 67th Army?"

Xu Chaoyang pretended to be quick to respond and replied, "What else are you doing in Datong?"

Old Li was delighted when he heard this, and he scolded with a smile: "You are still helping me find acquaintances? Forget it, if you don't cause me any more trouble, I will be grateful..."

"Ancestor!"

　Thanks to my brother 'book friend 20240916060844952' for the reward of 500 yuan. I am very grateful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)