War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 391: A regiment, attacking a city? This is ridiculous!

Anqing Building outside Dagu Shipyard.

This restaurant has been open for nearly two years, but usually there are no ordinary people coming and going. They are all in military uniforms. Even factory workers don't come here to eat. It looks very strange.

But Xu Chaoyang was pushed over by several of his brothers, looking unhappy.

"Brother, we just got paid, and we haven't gotten together for a long time. I'm treating you all today, let's have a good drink, you have to give me this face!"

"That's right. Just because of our friendship in the Northeast, our captain has to give us some face today."

The rules of the 217th Regiment have not changed. Whoever makes a mistake will still be punished. But the people in the 217th Regiment have changed. Not only have they become slick, but they have also become bad.

Look, today the 217th Regiment was practicing mechanized offensive training with armored vehicles and infantry, and no one knew what was wrong with their subordinates, either the troops were disconnected or they failed to hit the target, which made Xu Chaoyang so angry that he stood on the training ground, stomping his feet and cursing. From Chang Zhan to Yu Minghao, and then to Liu Gen'er, none of them ran away, listening to him pointing at people and cursing.

Logically speaking, it has been two years since their regiment seized the enemy's armored vehicle, so there shouldn't be any problems with training. But there is no war now, and the soldiers can't tighten their minds even if they relax.

Xu Chaoyang got angry and the whole regiment was punished. All the things they had experienced were used on the soldiers who had only been stable for two years. This made them very tired...

The brothers were very angry, but what did they dare to say?
Finally, after a discussion, a few people decided to go to the regiment headquarters to apologize to Xu Chaoyang and invite him to dinner. The location was set at Anqing Building.

Anqinglou was not owned by an outsider. The owner was Jia Qin. The reason they invited them to dinner was not because Jia Qin cooked well, but because this guy was a good shot.

Old Jia got married right after Xu Chaoyang got married, but now his sister-in-law is holding a toddler and is also pregnant with a baby. There is still no news from Xu Chaoyang!
"I'm not going!"

Xu Chaoyang doesn't like coming to this place, not because he doesn't like the food cooked by Lao Jia, but because he gets angry just by looking at it. Lao Jia has caught rats, one nest after another. Yuan Fuzhen in his family has become fat and has a round face, but her stomach is still dry and even Western doctors can't find out what's wrong with her. How can he be willing to come to this place?
The problem is that these guys are mean. They first admitted their mistakes politely and promised to personally supervise the training of their subordinates in the future. Then they almost started a commotion and brought it to Xu Chaoyang.

"Old Jia, hurry up and prepare some good dishes and some good wine. Don't you know how to make some medicinal wine? Bring it out for us to taste!"

Several grown men were fighting and making a lot of noise, causing a lot of dust and dirt along the way. Yang Jingyu watched from behind with his hands behind his back, laughing but not saying a word.

"Old Yang, do you give a fuck or not? Why are you trying to be so mean to me as soon as you come into the room?"

Yang Jingyu pretended not to hear it, turned around and squatted down next to a few large wooden basins beside the kitchen: "Old Jia, there are still seafood this month? It's not autumn yet."

Jia Qin's appearance had also changed. He no longer had the heroic spirit he had in the army. With one hand wet and the other holding a kitchen knife stained with chives, he responded, "The seafood meat is in short supply this season. They are all small. Don't eat the ones with shells. I'll stew some fish for you later. I guarantee that you'll smell so good that your big nose bubbles will burst."

Jia Qin was also happy to see these old friends. Sometimes when these people came, they would drink happily and not care about money. If someone drank too much, they would drive a car to take them home. So these people liked to gather here. After all, they didn't have to worry about having children.

Xu Chaoyang took the opportunity to change the subject: "Old Jia, how is your business lately?"

"Whatever works or doesn't work, it all depends on the support of the 217th Regiment. We don't seek to become rich, we just want to live in peace."

Yu Minghao reached out to the counter, picked up the apple on the plate and took a bite: "Yes, Anqinglou."

In those days, restaurants didn't give free fruits. The fruits on Lao Jia's counter were for his pregnant wife. Yu Minghao didn't ask and just reached out to take them. Of course, they didn't have to pay for the meals if they didn't go back. Even if they drank too much and forgot to give them away the day before, they would always return them the next day.

After all the talk and noise, Yang Jingyu finally turned around and asked, "Chaoyang, have you heard that the Beiping Military Branch is preparing to withdraw, and the 'Hebei-Chahar Political Affairs Committee' has already begun preparations..."

Before he could finish his words, a military vehicle followed by four trucks drove slowly over from a distance. Xu Chaoyang didn't even finish listening to what Yang Jingyu said, and immediately walked out of the Anqing Building. As soon as he stood at the door, the car stopped with a "whoosh".

Song Zheyuan just got out of the car. Xu Chaoyang looked at the former Song Laoding again, and there were stars shining on his shoulders!
"Oh my god!"

Xu Chaoyang hurried over and asked when he got close, "When did you change into a general's uniform?" Song Zheyuan curled his lips, jokingly brushed the dust off his body and said to Xu Chaoyang, "Army General, Level 2."

Xu Chaoyang quickly flattered: "I have to shout 'Long live the king! Long live the king!' Right? This time the King of North China is confirmed!"

Song Zheyuan changed his military uniform. It was no longer the uniform of the Northwest Army, but the uniform of the National Government Army, and the uniform of an admiral of the National Government Army, with the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal on his chest.

Song Zheyuan is now a big city, and is said to have 'a hundred thousand soldiers'. Xu Chaoyang doesn't know whether it's true or not, but the sight of him being followed by four truckloads of soldiers when he comes in and out is really eye-catching.

"You are the only one who is poor!"

"Don't be so playful with me!"

Song Zheyuan, who spoke with a Shandong accent, actually said something in Beijing dialect, and then asked in a serious tone, "Do you know why I'm here?"

Xu Chaoyang turned his head and looked into the room, and as if looking for help, he responded, "I'm wondering too."

"Do you know that the Peking Military Branch is going to withdraw?"

Xu Chaoyang nodded: "I heard about it."

"Right now, the 'Ji-Cha Political Affairs Committee' is about to be established, so I have to come down and check things out at this time. I'd rather let the problem happen in my own hands than let anyone make things difficult for me. Do you understand?"

Xu Chaoyang nodded immediately: "I understand."

He stepped aside to give Song Zheyuan some room to exert his official authority.

"Do you need to send someone back to Dagu Factory in advance to give us a heads-up, so that your people can prepare fake accounts to fool me?"

Xu Chaoyang was happy when he heard this. Song Zheyuan came here just for the formality. Do you think you can understand it with the accounts?

"No need~" Xu Chaoyang said in a long tone: "Old Ding, I will follow you to the Dagu Shipyard now. You can open any door here and look at any place you want. I won't say no."

"Is that so?"

"Then look!"

Song Zheyuan walked forward without getting in the car. While walking, he stretched out the white gloves on his hands.

"Chaoyang?"

As soon as the two of them approached the Dagu Shipyard, Song Zheyuan walked around the gun factory in the order he had seen before: "The 217 has been in Dagu for several years, so it hasn't been scrapped, right?"

Xu Chaoyang seemed to have heard something: "There's a war?"

Song Zheyuan said without hiding anything: "It has to be done beautifully!"

"Tong County, can we take it down?"

Xu Chaoyang's eyes widened immediately, and he started to attack like clockwork: "Attack the city!"

(End of this chapter)