Bright Sword: Construction starts from southeastern Shanxi

"Sri Lanka-1~~~~~

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It took a long time for Hase Arata to react.

Then he looked at Li Chishui and said excitedly.

"Mr. Li, can your army sell this?"

Li Chishui saw this and said mysteriously.

“Of course, our division commander spent a lot of effort to buy this in the north.

So, if you need anything, you can tell us in the Eighth Route Army. If we don’t have it, we can help you find it through other channels.

Moreover, what we brought this time will be our gift.

Mr. Hase can take it home and try it out to see if it’s real.”

Hearing this, Hase Arata was so excited that he was speechless.

Then he said immediately.

"Li Sang, the artillery issue is of great importance. I need to go back and discuss it with the regiment commander.

But I can decide on the grenade launchers and mortars, and we can trade them together this time."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Li Chishui's face.

"Okay, okay, if it doesn't work this time, maybe next time~"

Upon hearing this, Hase Arata was overjoyed.

He nodded quickly.

After the two men reached a preliminary deal, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Li Chishui picked up the wine glass, smiled slightly, and raised his glass to signal:

"Mr. Hase, since we've already reached an agreement, let's have a drink tonight to celebrate our successful cooperation!"

Hase Arata could no longer contain his excitement. He nodded repeatedly, picked up his wine glass, and clinked it lightly with Li Chishui's:

"Haha, Li Sang, happy cooperation!"

The two men drank deeply, the strong liquor flowing down their throats, bringing with it a hot and warm current.

Hase Arata put down his wine glass, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said excitedly:

"Li Sang, I have to say, you Eighth Route Army guys are really capable!

I really admire the fact that they can even get such precious penicillin!"

Li Chishui laughed heartily, his eyes full of meaning: "Mr. Hase, there is no deal that cannot be done in this world, only chips that are not big enough.

You need medicine, cigarettes, and alcohol, and we need weapons and ammunition. Trade is about both sides getting what they need."

After hearing this, Hase Arata nodded in agreement and then lowered his voice and said:

"To be honest, Li Sang, even at this point in the war, we are not completely unaware of the future.

It's just that as a soldier, it's my duty. Even if I have many questions in my heart, I can't speak too much without authorization..."

Li Chishui glanced at him and said with a casual smile, "I didn't hear that. Mr. Hase was just drunk tonight and was talking nonsense."

Hase Arata was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and patted Li Chishui on the shoulder: "Mr. Li, that's great! Come on, let's have another drink!"

The two smiled at each other and drank again.

As the wine got to their heads, the two of them relaxed a lot and no longer stuck to the distinction between friend and foe. Instead, they started to have a heart-to-heart conversation like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Hase Arata sighed under the influence of alcohol:

"Li-san, to be honest, when I was young, I really believed in the theory of the 'Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere'.

You thought we were liberating Asia, bringing you civilization and order... But now, I increasingly feel that we have been deceived."

After hearing this, Li Chishui's eyes flickered slightly, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but he still remained calm and looked at him with a smile:

"Oh? So what does Mr. Hase mean?"

Hase Arata smiled wryly and shook his head, then picked up the wine jug and poured himself another glass.

"I'm afraid you won't believe me, but after receiving a letter from home, I realized that those nobles and politicians in Tokyo don't care about the lives of us soldiers on the front line.

They continue to live a life of luxury back home, even stripping us of our salaries, leaving us with only a pitiful amount left for food."

He gave a wry smile, raised his glass, drank it in one gulp, and then said self-deprecatingly:

"And what about us? We fight tooth and nail on the battlefield, but in the end, all we get is endless sacrifice and suffering.

Li Sang, tell me, what is this all about?"

Li Chishui sighed softly, picked up the wine glass, swirled the wine in the glass slightly, and said lightly:

"For whom? I'm afraid you already know the answer to this question."

Hase Arata was stunned for a moment, looking at Li Chishui with complicated eyes, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Haha... maybe."

He took a deep breath, shook his head, and drank another glass of liquor.

Seeing this, Li Chishui knew that the little devil's psychological defenses had been torn open by alcohol and reality.

He took the opportunity to pat him on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Mr. Hase, the most important thing in life is not to blindly obey orders, but to know what you want.

If one day you get tired of this war and no longer want to be manipulated by those high and mighty, you can always come to me."

When Hase Arata heard this, his body shook violently and he stared at Li Chishui in a daze, with a bit of shock in his eyes and some unknown emotions surging.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed deeply and nodded slowly: "Li Sang... I will remember your words."

After three rounds of drinks, the night was already deep, and the two were already slightly tipsy, singing their own folk songs with their arms around each other's shoulders.

The laughter and singing intertwined in this war-torn era seemed extremely strange.