War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts
Chapter 509: The Joy and Sorrow of 217
Chapter 509: The Joy and Sorrow of 217
"impossible!"
In Taiyuan, Old Xizi Yan, as the commander of the Second War Zone, slammed the battle report onto the table, his face turning blue!
His 84th Division allowed the Japanese to capture Tuanchengkou. Gao Guizi turned back regardless of his own life to rescue his subordinates. But when they reached the 115th Division, they surrounded and annihilated the 21st Brigade!
That is the 21st Brigade, not a regiment of the Chahar puppet army!
Besides, these numbers on the battle report...is that what you call a war?
The total casualties were less than 3,000 with more than 2,000 people killed and more than 4,000 enemies defeated? Ah! Old Xizi Yan believed the battle report after reversing this set of data, but this one was absolutely impossible!
The problem is that the Red Bandits have no habit of concealing their military achievements, right?
Who is leading this 217th Brigade? There is no such unit under the 115th Division!
"report!"
There was a knock on the office door. When the subordinate came in, he saluted Yan Laoxizi and said, "Our four batches of scouts are back. The battle report from Tuanchengkou is true."
"Can you say that again!"
Old Xizi Yan’s finger was almost pointing at the soldier’s face.
The soldier then said, "According to our investigation, the 217th Brigade did not participate in the Tuanchengkou Battle. This is an application submitted by the 217th Regiment to the Military Region Headquarters, but it has not yet received a response. It was the 217th Regiment that participated in the battle, and the commander of the 217th Regiment was..."
"Xu Chaoyang!"
Old Xizi Yan sat down. Xu Chaoyang's reputation in the fight against the Japanese was well-known in the entire battlefield of North China. How far was Shanxi from Beijing? How could he not know what happened in Tianjin?
"How could the government abandon such a talented anti-Japanese war fighter?"
Old Xizi Yan just couldn't figure it out!
"Issue a commendation order. Commend the 217th Regiment in the name of our Second War Zone!"
……
Poor, the 115th Division is really poor. Chang Zhan is so poor that he is wrapped in bandages and lies in bed waiting for his turn. But no matter how poor you are, you can't do this, right?
This is called a celebration banquet?
Will there be a bowl of pig's trotter soup at the celebration banquet?
Yes, there is a boneless pig's trotter in the pig's trotter soup, but can this be called a "banquet"? You can just give me a whole bowl of wine, regardless of whether it's good or bad!
At the east slope of Tuanchengkou, the tents were filled with wounded soldiers. Next to each wounded soldier's bed was a bowl of pork soup with large chunks of pork in the bowls. Chang Zhan finally recovered a little, but he was unhappy at the time!
Seeing a figure walking past the door, he called out to the person, "Wang Tianhao!!!"
"Get over here, you little bastard!"
When Wang Tianhao heard Chang Zhan's voice, he immediately rushed into the tent, walked a few steps to Chang Zhan's bedside, squatted down and asked, "Old Chang, what's wrong with you?"
Chang Zhan yelled, "Are you a human?"
"The last meal that the damn Qing dynasty gave to people at the execution ground only put a piece of meat in the bowl. Are you afraid that we won't die completely?"
"Old Yang is sick, and you, the accountant, are treating us like this, right?"
"Open your eyes and see how many people in this room are not whole. You are really ruthless when it comes to stealing money!"
Wang Tianhao felt wronged: "I say, Lao Chang, what does this have to do with me?"
"This is a kind gesture from the commander of the 115th Division. I prepared some to replenish your physical strength on the battlefield!"
"Don't you know how you got off the battlefield? You were carried down there by someone. We just wanted to give you something warm to eat while you recover from the shock."
Chang Zhan stopped talking. He knew he had scolded the wrong person, but he was still annoyed to see this thing placed at the wounded soldier's bedside.
"sorry……"
Wang Tianhao didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
"Fuck your mom, I'm sorry, okay?"
Uh……
Wang Tianhao stared at Chang Zhan Kabakaba for a long time without being able to speak. He was about to cry because of the bullying of the child...
"You are awesome, I can't afford to offend you."
Wang Tianhao raised his leg and walked away, but at this time Lao Chang's eyes were still fixed on the wounded soldiers in front of him.
Chang Zhan didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't feel any pain in his body since he woke up, but he felt uncomfortable and everything he saw was unpleasant.
"Old Chang!"
At this time, Xu Chaoyang came in from outside, strode to Chang Zhan's side, and when he got closer, he showed the injured hand of a 217 soldier who was lying on his side, pulled the hand out and put it away, and then he came close to Chang Zhan.
"Are you awake?"
Xu Chaoyang came with a smile, but Chang Zhan was crying!
He cried just like the first time he and Xu Chaoyang exchanged fire with the Japanese at the train station in the northeast. The sound of a train whistling could be heard. He grabbed Xu Chaoyang, who was squatting in front of him, by the shoulder and said, "More than a thousand people!"
With just one sentence, I shouted out all the unhappiness in my heart, and my tears burst out uncontrollably, like a dam bursting.
"We were blown to pieces by the artillery shells. Why the hell did your reinforcements just arrive!!!"
“Why did you come just now!!!” “Ah!!!!”
Chang Zhan can cry, of course he can cry, he is a general, he can vent, which makes him a good general and a good leader in the eyes of his brothers.
But can Xu Chaoyang do it?
He could only hold on, hold on!
He has to calm Chang Zhan's emotions and the emotions of his subordinates. He is no longer a general!
Xu Chaoyang was grabbed by the shoulders by Chang Zhan, and he leaned his head on his shoulder and cried. He could only take out the cigarette box from his shirt pocket, silently pick up a cigarette with his teeth, and then grab the oil lamp beside the bed and light it.
When he took a puff of cigarette, he had to say to the brothers who were looking at him eagerly: "Cry it out, there are no outsiders here." Then he threw the cigarette box to the brother next to him.
At that moment, the whole tent was filled with sobbing...
These Northeast Army soldiers served in groups, just like Xu Chaoyang had relatives like Yu Minghao, Liu Gener, and Qu Yong. So how could there be outsiders dying on the battlefield?
Why shouldn’t you let others cry?
When the crying stopped and everyone was tired, Xu Chaoyang said, "Are you tired now? Hurry up and drink the broth in front of you. The battle is over now and I have some time. If you have any complaints, come and talk to me. I will stay with you today and I won't go no matter who tells me to."
Xu Chaoyang simply crossed his legs and sat on the ground. Chang Zhan then raised his head and snatched the cigarette from Xu Chaoyang's mouth. With snot still hanging on his lips, he started to smoke.
Hiss, hiss.
When Chang Zhan was blowing his nose, Xu Chaoyang didn't mind the dirtiness. He wiped it with his hand and rubbed it on the bed leg. That was not a bed leg, but just a thick enough branch to serve as a support.
"Are you all sad?"
“But this is war.”
"To be honest, I still haven't found my father, my real father."
"We're all the same, can't we stir the spoon in the same pot? Huh?"
"Qin Juner?"
"To!"
"Fuck you, this isn't a battlefield, there's no need to be so restrained..."
Hahahahaha!
There was a burst of laughter in the tent, but Xu Chaoyang continued, "I see you lost a finger. Now that you have recovered, do you still feel any discomfort? The military doctor is busy today, so I will check you carefully to make sure there are no hidden injuries." He looked at the other soldiers and said, "And you, take a look at yourselves. You have to know how to cherish yourself."
Qin Juner was very shy. She raised her hand with only three fingers left to Xu Chaoyang. Although it was wrapped in gauze, it was still obvious that the index finger and middle finger were missing: "Captain, tell me again, how many fingers are there?"
puff!
Chang Zhan was amused by this kid. He really didn't take his injury seriously and was having fun with it: "You just found out today that your captain doesn't know how to count?"
"When we were both serving in the army in Qi City, this guy raised two fingers and told me that he had only had one meal today... He was the one who did it!"
Hahahahaha!
Xu Chaoyang himself was amused. They were not talking about him, but so what?
It’s okay as long as brothers don’t get discouraged.
"Okay, don't just sit there, pick up your bowls and eat the broth and meat. Otherwise, how can you stay healthy?"
"Eat first, so you can continue to heal your wounds. This time, you are all successful subjects. I tell you, no one can use my 217 as a ladder to seek higher branches. You all have to return to the team honestly. Do you hear me?"
Chang Zhan glanced at him and asked, "Are you all successful ministers?"
"We have sacrificed an entire independent regiment of soldiers, and we don't want to get collective honor in return?"
Chang Zhan quickly wiped his nose with his sleeve: "Xu Chaoyang, I'm telling you, don't bring me a piece of iron, put all the silver dollars in your pocket..."
"Old Chang, am I that person?"
"Then return the gold watch you gave me in Tongliao!"
"Fuck you uncle!"
Hahahaha... everyone in the tent was laughing again.
Outside the tent, several leaders of the 115th Division stood there, with Wang Tianhao standing beside them, not daring to speak. They just listened. After a long while, the commander of the 115th Division asked with a suspicious look on his face, "Is this the Xu Chaoyang you mentioned who can't do ideological work?"
Wang Tianhao was also stunned. He had come up from the bottom of society and had always thought that ideological work required waving small colorful flags and shouting slogans. He asked in confusion, "Commander, this is not ideological work?"
Director Luo interrupted and said, "Commander, it seems that when we transform 217, we must pay attention to methods and approaches. This is a team that is completely different from what we know."
"you're right."
It's enough to know who Wood is. Then I can really write it. It's good enough, it's good enough.
(End of this chapter)
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