War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 704 Where to touch?

Under the cover of night, the 67th Regiment continued to march along the mountain roads. Their mission was to destroy all the Japanese troops in Zhongzhuangpu and block the road from Zhongzhuangpu to Dajianshan. After all, behind Dajianshan was Hunyuan, which was one of the two main retreat directions of the Japanese.

"Captain, what exactly is the Zhongzhuangpu that our superiors ordered us to attack?"

"I heard that there is a regiment of Japanese soldiers stationed in Zhongzhuangpu. We only have a regiment with a few thousand silver coins. Can we make it?"

On the mountain path, Zhu Rong grabbed a small tree and rubbed his feet as he moved down the hillside, while responding, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"The enemy's regiment was defending the entire front line in the area of ​​Hunyuan, Dajianshan, and Zhongzhuangpu. I wonder how you guys can spread rumors so well?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will convict you of the crime of demoralizing the army."

The soldier was obviously already familiar with Zhu Rong, and said without caring, "Captain, where is the Zhongzhuangpu that fell to the ground?"

"Don't you understand Zhongzhuangpu? Pu! It's similar to the fortress in our hometown... Think about how many troops can be stationed in a fortress?"

Zhu Rong was not talking nonsense!

"stop!"

"Everyone, stand down!"

The entire army was about to emerge from the vast mountains, and they had already seen the Zhongzhuangpu with flashing lights in the distance...

"Pass on my order!" Zhu Rong stopped the entire army and said softly, "All soldiers, take a break. Keep quiet and don't make any noise. No smoking or fire is allowed in the entire army. Anyone who disobeys the order will be shot!"

"rest!"

"Find a place sheltered from the wind for me to hide!"

"The battalion commanders have arranged their men. The law enforcement team will patrol continuously. The reconnaissance company will move forward covertly to investigate the enemy situation. The guard company will set up sentries!"

As Zhu Rong was speaking, a young man came up to him, stepped on the dead leaves between the mountains and handed him the telescope.

Zhu Rong took the telescope and took a look at Zhongzhuangpu. "Political Commissar, if a fight breaks out soon, you should hide behind us. We don't mean to look down on you. The 67th Regiment has also absorbed a lot of new soldiers. I'm afraid some of them will be scared and turn their heads backwards. That would be a disgrace to the 67th Regiment. Is that okay?"

The young man was only about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but he shook his head calmly and said, "No."

Zhu Rong put down the telescope instantly: "What?"

The young man then said, "Xu Chaoyang was my teacher at the Anti-Japanese University. I don't believe any of the soldiers he led would desert."

"Since I graduated from the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University and followed the 129th Division to Xin County, I have not seen even one deserter from the 217th Military Region. Instead, I have seen many refugees from Henan and Chahar coming here."

"Captain..." The young man smiled, "I know you think I'm a poor fighter. This year, I'm ranked last in all the surveys of the regiment, but you can't give up on me."

When Zhu Rong heard this, the toughness on his face melted away a little bit, and after a long while he replied, "I can't argue with you."

This young man is not bad at all!

He was not the last one in the regiment's examination and competition. On the contrary, he was the static target shooting champion in the individual assessment.

But this young man has the blind self-confidence that only young people have. According to Zhu Rong's experience, the first people to die on the battlefield are often people like this... who have some real skills but are extremely inexperienced in combat. If he is killed by a political commissar after a battle, and the political commissar is a new one assigned by the higher-ups, how will he explain this to the old man Xu Chaoyang? He will definitely get kicked, right?
The problem is, can’t you beat the eloquence of the political workers?

What can you do if he comes up to you and starts complaining about his grievances?
"Ah."

Zhu Rong took out a big pancake from the guard's bag, broke it and handed over half of it. The political commissar did not talk to Zhu Rong in a tone of equal status. On the contrary, he responded with a smile, like a little brother, "Thank you, commander." That was very polite.

Northeastern people are most afraid of respect. If you get angry with them, they will keep thinking about you. If you don't think about you, they will be exhausted and can't sleep. But if you respect them softly, they have no way to deal with it. They really have no way to deal with it. They always feel that they have an invisible shelf to maintain. They will not only listen to you, but also take care of you.

"Hey, can you tell me about our Lao Ding's teaching in Yan'an? What did he teach?"

Zhu Rong bit into a big pancake and said, "Why don't I believe that our Lao Ding can teach people a lesson? Our Lao Ding is the kind of person who would kick people if he didn't agree with them after a few words. Does he have the patience to do that?"

"We." The political commissar only corrected him on one word.

"Our Lao Ding has a lot of real stuff in his belly. This is the first time I have seen someone who can draw ballistics with a brush. He can draw the ballistics of various firearms at different distances, including the Type 30 rifle, the Type rifle, the Pheasant Neck rifle, and even the ballistics of the MG and the Garand rifle that we don't mass-produce. He can also draw the Russian guns."

"Where did he learn all this knowledge about military weapons?"

Zhu Rong was proud this time: "Don't you understand?"

"What didn't the Northeast have before? Russian devils, German devils, English devils, Japanese devils, Korean devils, oh, foreign money everywhere, it's true, when we were still surnamed Zhang, we could see them wandering around the streets of Fengtian every day... Hey, let me tell you, I heard that a foreigner found a mistress in Fengtian, well, that woman's family is also a tiger, dare to marry a foreigner, that night, the streets were in turmoil for half a day, you put a shell in the chamber of a Type 38 rifle, what good is it?"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

Zhu Rong was a jerk. Whatever he said went straight to the point of being vulgar. After he finished speaking, he was able to react to Mo'er and completely suppressed his smirk, as if nothing had happened.

"What kind of good guys didn't we see at that time?"

"That one, the Maozi touched her heart..."

The political commissar was stunned: "Where to touch?"

"Get lost! How can a political commissar like you be as dishonest as us soldiers? Touch her heart, the Russians' guns, rifles, they are so long!"

The political commissar covered his forehead with his hands, as if sighing silently, "Oh my god..." He wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to laugh, and his body was shaking. "Commander, that's called Mosin-Nagant!"

"And you touched her heart... You are good at picking the soft spots to attack."

This is the real political commissar of our army. He is not the one with rigid and dogmatic education. Instead, he is someone who can integrate into the collective more quickly and get along with everyone quickly. This kind of person is like the most popular friend among your friends. He always knows how to get along with others and is tactful and not annoying.

"Mo?"

"Mosin-Nagant, water beads!"

"Yes, it's Shui Lianzhu. I've been calling her to touch my heart for half my fucking life...hahahaha."

"Don't let my wife know. She's from Shanxi. Once she gets angry, she's like a mute person. She won't say a word to anyone. She'll freeze the house even if you can light the stove..."

(End of this chapter)