Anti-Japanese War: From Becoming Chu Yunfei to Rising

Chapter 20 Brother Yunlong, Brother Zhicheng, what do you think of the 358th Regiment?
"Commander, why are you asking?"

"Why are you so polite to such a bunch of Eighth Route Army soldiers?"

Fang Ligong nodded.

Chu Yunfei sat on the ammunition box and said calmly: "The Eighth Route Army has completed its reorganization. Theoretically speaking, we are now united under the leadership of the chairman and belong to the combat sequence of the Second War Zone.

That is our nominal friendly army. I, Chu Yunfei, always lend a helping hand to friendly forces."

"After all, the Japanese are powerful, and we must unite all the forces we can."

Fang Ligong was puzzled: "Commander, this guy is full of bandit spirit, a complete peasant, full of dirty words, and has no military style at all..."

"Brother Ligong, you can't judge a person by his appearance. The Eighth Route Army will never let a loser be the head of a regiment."

Hearing Chu Yunfei say this, Fang Ligong frowned and recalled the Li Yunlong he had just met.

He looks like an old farmer who has been working all year round.

Not only is he impolite, he also exudes a bandit-like air, looking like a typical mountain king.

Do such people really have any advantages?
Fang Ligong racked his brains but had no idea where Li Yunlong got the courage to challenge the elite 358th Regiment.

"Commander, are you really going to ask Commander Yan for instructions?"

Chu Yunfei shook his head: "Of course not."

The war situation is tense now, and it is not necessary to consult the Second War Zone Commander Headquarters for such a trivial matter.

Doesn’t that mean that Chu Yunfei is a waste?

Of course I won't ask for instructions.

But we can't let them go easily.

Fang Ligong might not be aware of this, but Chu Yunfei knew how many people were eyeing his position as the head of the 358th Regiment.

It is no exaggeration to say that some people are even willing to exchange their position as brigade commander with him.

However, Chu Yunfei was not interested in it. He just preferred the troops he led himself.

Where can we not fight the Japanese?

But at that time the Eighth Route Army was still too weak.

If he wants to fight in the war and kill the enemy, his current body's identity is more suitable for staying in the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

"Tonight, I will go talk to their Captain Zhong and find out about their situation."

"Captain Zhong?"

Fang Ligong was stunned for a moment: "Commander, are you saying that Zhong Zhicheng is the chief officer of the New 1st Regiment?"

Chu Yunfei smiled without saying anything and looked at the battle map hanging on the wall.

Where will the new group go?
the other side.

Sun Ming, along with the soldiers from the kitchen squad, delivered four full buckets of millet porridge to the new regiment.

"Give way, give way."

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Our leader is worried that you haven't eaten yet, so he asked us to prepare some for you in advance."

The crystal clear millet exudes bursts of fragrance.

The soldiers' eyes lit up and they even started swallowing.

But still no one took a step forward.

Seeing the hungry wolf-like eyes of these soldiers, Sun Ming chuckled: "What? Are you worried that we will poison you?"

Sun Ming took the wooden spoon handed over by the soldier and stirred it gently.

In an instant, the aroma of rice filled the air.

He then took the lunch box handed to him by Xiu and poured himself into it.

After blowing a few times, he put it into his mouth with chopsticks.

After hearing the noise, Li Yunlong also walked over.

He frowned slightly, obviously unwilling to believe that the Shanxi Suiyuan Army would be so kind. "What is this for?"

When Sun Ming saw Li Yunlong coming over, he took the initiative to salute him this time: "Captain Li, our Captain Chu was worried that you didn't have food, so he asked the kitchen staff to make some millet porridge for you."

"He said that Shanxi's millet porridge is good for health. Welcome to Shanxi and support our cause of resisting the enemy and defending Shanxi."

Zhong Zhicheng also walked over at this time. He smiled heartily and said, "Then let us thank Captain Chu for his kindness on our behalf."

Sun Ming could naturally see that the people in the New 1st Regiment did not have much trust in them.

Deciding to out of sight and out of mind, he turned around and left with the soldiers from the kitchen squad.

Li Yunlong muttered quietly: "Old Zhong, why do I feel like these guys are just like weasels paying New Year's greetings to chickens? They have no good intentions."

"There's no need to resort to such despicable means. After all, we are all friendly forces in name only. If something goes wrong with so many people, our superiors will definitely investigate."

"There is no impenetrable wall in this world. The situation in Shanxi is gradually deteriorating. The Shanxi-Suiyuan Army will not dig its own grave. You can rest assured about this."

Li Yunlong suddenly realized and nodded: "Then I will order the soldiers to eat?"

"I'll try it first and make sure it's ok before eating..."

Li Yunlong stepped forward and pushed Zhong Zhicheng aside: "I saw you sounded so confident, I thought you were sure of it!"

After taking the spoon, he took a sip from the bucket.

"You son of a bitch, you still want to compete with me for this kind of thing?"

Li Yunlong frowned slightly, as if he was savoring millet porridge.

Zhong Zhicheng was startled and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Does it taste wrong?"

Li Yunlong ignored Zhong Zhicheng's question, took the spoon and took a few more bites: "No, why is this millet porridge so sweet?"

This old comrade from the same faction responded to Li Yunlong's antics with a fist: "You son of a bitch, you've wasted my worry. If you're alright, let the soldiers have something hot to eat!"

After getting the consent of the regiment commander and deputy commander, the soldiers also gathered around.

Under the order of the kitchen squad leader, the soldiers lined up neatly and had a hot meal.

Afterwards, Sun Ming sent someone to deliver some captured Japanese canned food.

As for why Sun Ming didn't come in person.

It's just that I don't want to see Li Yunlong's ugly face.
In the evening, Chu Yunfei brought Fang Ligong and two others to the temporary base of the New 1st Regiment.

As soon as he arrived, he was stopped by two young soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ligong felt helpless, as this place was a barracks borrowed by the Second Battalion.

"What are you here for?"

Fang Ligong did not argue with the young soldier, but said in a friendly manner: "Please inform them that Chu Yunfei and Fang Ligong from the 358th Regiment are here to visit."

"Wait!"

The young soldier walked quickly, carrying a big knife on his back, and ran towards the regiment headquarters.

After a while, Li Yunlong and Zhong Zhicheng came out to greet them: "Captain Chu, Chief of Staff Fang, you are visiting me so late at night, what's this?"

Chu Yunfei smiled and said, "Brother Yunlong, this is not the place to talk."

Li Yunlong laughed and quickly made amends: "I am sorry for neglecting you two. Please come in."

The former company headquarters of the first company of the second battalion.

Now in the headquarters of the new regiment.

Chu Yunfei, Li Yunlong, Zhong Zhicheng and Fang Ligong sat together.

After a few pleasantries, Chu Yunfei went straight to the point: "Brother Yunlong, Brother Zhicheng, what do you think of my 358th Regiment?"

Li Yunlong was silent for a moment.

Even he, who was proud and arrogant, had to admit the excellence of the 358th Regiment.

"With strong soldiers and powerful horses, they can be called elite troops!"

Chu Yunfei laughed and nodded: "To be honest, my 358th Regiment is indeed an elite combat unit directly under the Second War Zone. My superior is only Commander Yan.
(End of this chapter)