The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 370 Interesting (Bonus Chapter 3250 for the Emergence of the Erotic Photographer)

Zhong Shidao and the others were lost in a state of blissful reverie, but it didn't last long.

Just as Hu Biao was about to say something to comfort them...

Suddenly, a sentry came running over in a flash, shouting from afar, "Commander Hu, the villagers are here again."

The word "again" above naturally indicates that this is not the first time the villagers have come.

To be more precise, as early as the night before last, after a group of villagers from the surrounding area had helped repair the fortifications, Hu Biao was already thinking that the next day he would be engaged in a series of battles with the Japanese, and that the position was no longer safe.

So I deliberately told them: don't come tomorrow, lest they get hit by stray bullets from the Japanese.

As a result, on the second night, which was not long after nightfall yesterday, many more villagers came one after another, braving the danger to arrive here.

They either brought tools, ready to do some work for Commander Hu and the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment.

Or they would bring some fresh fruits and vegetables, and some hot food, to prepare something decent for the brothers who had fought hard all day.

They either come to help take care of the wounded, or even prepare to carry the wounded home to care for them.

In their words, "Commander Hu and his brothers are fighting the Japanese on the front lines without fear, so what are we Guangxi guys here to help out? What's there to be afraid of?"

In short, these people from Guangxi gave Hu Biao and his team a huge surprise with their actions.

Upon hearing that they had returned, the people at the meeting forgot all about their sorrows and immediately cheered to greet the villagers.

However, they soon realized that something was amiss that night, with unexpected guests arriving one after another.

With the arrival of these unexpected guests, the previously troubling problems suddenly became quite simple...

The first piece of good news arrived when Hu Biao was trying to slip a ten-yuan note into an old man's pocket.

This old man slaughtered all the chickens and ducks in his house, cooked them, and then took them to the battlefield.

As the two were arguing over the small amount of money, Hu Biao suddenly saw a man in his thirties wearing glasses walking towards him.

Because of the man's attire and demeanor, he didn't look like a local villager. Given the time the Japanese had infiltrated the area, Hu Biao was already somewhat wary.

The man stopped and muttered four words under his breath: "Imperial Jade Liquor".

Upon hearing this, Hu Biao immediately perked up, because this was precisely a secret code that Hu Biao had previously agreed upon with our party for when personnel from both sides would make private contact.

The creator was still Hu Biao, and the inspiration naturally came from some classic short stories from the modern world.

After apologizing to the old man, he led the man to a slightly larger bunker next to the field hospital; along the way, he didn't forget to call on Annie, AT, Black Star, and other transmigrators.

After instructing the warehouse manager to keep watch outside and prevent anyone from approaching the bunker, Hu Biao finally answered, "One hundred and eighty per cup."

Then, he asked in return, "How much is the big hammer, and how much is the small hammer?"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately replied, "80 for the big hammer, 40 for the small hammer."

After the above code words were matched, Hu Biao and the others had no more doubts about the identity of the newcomer. They immediately called out "Comrade" and shook hands with the man warmly.

After everyone had shaken hands with him, the man introduced himself:
"Commander Hu and other officers, you can just call me 'Sickle,' I am a special envoy of our Party's Nanning Special Branch."

The purpose of our visit is that since the great man received news that you appeared at Gaofeng Pass and blocked the Japanese troops heading to Kunlun Pass.

Immediately issue instructions, and let our Nanning Special Branch provide you with full support.

And they even deliberately asked us to convey a message to you: "Our Party is like your family; even if we are poor, we will always be your support."

Compared to the Nationalist army's apparent disregard for their situation, Hu Biao and the others felt an indescribable warmth upon hearing the above timely words of help.

Indeed, the decision to join our Party and follow our cause was absolutely correct.

As for actual assistance from our Party, they did not have high expectations.

It's not that I look down on our Party, but I know that the situation in Guangxi Province is quite special. The Guangxi clique has managed Guangxi Province like an iron barrel over the years, making it extremely difficult for our Party to develop.

Unexpectedly, the sickle brought even more surprises in the time that followed:
"Because we only received the great man's instructions yesterday morning, the time was quite short and there wasn't enough time to prepare much."

When we came here this time, we only had time to organize 187 young men who were willing to join the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment; and they only had 32 guns in total, most of which were homemade guns.

Fortunately, they all had some military background, which proved useful once they were on the battlefield.

Commander Hu is extremely famous in Guangxi Province, and many people in Guangxi consider him one of their own. If we are given some more time, I believe it will not be difficult to find more recruits to join us.

Also! We brought two traditional Chinese medicine doctors with us. They brought quite a few herbs, which should be somewhat effective. If you have any other needs, just let us know. Even if the Nanning Special Branch encounters difficulties, they will overcome them and resolutely complete the task.”

Of the above statements, the 187 additional soldiers alone would be a tremendous help to Hu Biao and his men.

Moreover, the sickle indicated that more personnel would be added later, which made Hu Biao and his team extremely happy.

After thinking of something, Hu Biao made another request: "Could you help me find some workers with machining experience, or people with at least an elementary school education?"

His request was naturally made with Mo Shuiyan's side in mind, as they were facing a severe shortage of manpower.

"No problem! I guarantee to send at least 30 relevant personnel over within three days." Without even hesitation, Sickle answered confidently…

Even though I really wanted to have a good chat with my comrade, Sickle.

However, since both of them were preoccupied with their own thoughts, they exchanged a few more words before Sickle took his leave.

The men he brought are currently waiting several miles away; anyone can be sent to bring them over.

At the same time, Hu Biao became more cautious, because these people had come by taking a shortcut; to prevent the Japanese from also sneaking in through this route, he arranged for a reinforced platoon to set up defensive positions at key locations...

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I originally thought the arrival of the sickle was already a huge surprise.

At 10 p.m., the second piece of good news arrived.

Another sentry came running up, shouting, "Commander Hu, a lot of mules and horses have come from behind. They say they're here to do business with us."

Originally, all matters related to foreign trade were handed over to Mina.

But Shui told them that they were currently short of weapons and ammunition, so Hu Biao and the others swarmed towards Gaofeng Pass and ran towards the rear.

Before long, they saw hundreds of mules and horses laden with boxes and large bundles.

The person in charge was someone we knew, Yu Hanyong, that major in the Guangxi Army.

"Staff Officer Yu, are all the things on the mules weapons and ammunition?" Hu Biao asked incredulously.

"Thirty percent of it is explosives and fuel, and the remaining seventy percent is weapons and ammunition; you can decide the specifics of the negotiation yourself."

As they were talking, Yu Hanyong handed them a list.

After taking a look, Hu Biao discovered that although the equipment Yu Hanyong and his men had delivered this time was still a hodgepodge of different countries' products, it was enough to arm a reinforced battalion.

The key is that it provides exactly what you need; it contains five anti-aircraft machine guns of various models, and the ammunition is also plentiful.

The reason this guy hasn't come these past two days is that his small-scale antics are no longer enough to satisfy Yu Hanyong and his men; they're ready to pull off a real heist.

So, in order to procure more goods and recruit more people, they spent a considerable amount of time...

The newly arrived weapons and ammunition were distributed immediately; the anti-aircraft machine guns were also installed in place as soon as possible.

After a flurry of activity, it was already past 2 a.m., but with a series of good news, Hu Biao and his team were still incredibly energetic.

With men, guns, and supplies, it seems that the arrival of the Japanese 5th Division tomorrow wouldn't be a big deal.

Just when they thought there would be no unexpected guests tonight, the third group of unexpected guests arrived.

About twenty well-equipped, impeccably dressed Nationalist soldiers, escorting two blond, blue-eyed foreigners and two translators wearing gold-rimmed glasses, appeared at the foot of the mountain behind them.

After the two sides met, the leading major gave Hu Biao a sharp salute.

He explained, "These two are Major Bill from Uncle Sam's family and Major Andrei from Russia's family."

They wanted to observe the battle between the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment and the Japanese troops up close.

"Damn it! Isn't this just adding to the trouble?" Hu Biao, who was already overwhelmed with worry, hadn't yet realized how much trouble the arrival of the two foreign devils would bring to the subsequent time travel, and complained in frustration.

Then, he went up to the two foreigners and chatted with them casually.

The core message of the conversation was: When the Japanese invade, remember to be careful. If you die at the hands of the Japanese, don't blame me, Hu Biao.

Annie didn't say a word throughout the entire process.

However, she caught a faint scent of Kuomintang agents emanating from one of the young translators.

He couldn't help but think: As the old saying goes, "A rotten field is left uncultivated, but once cultivated, it will be fought over"; tonight, three groups of people have actually come. This time travel is getting more and more interesting.

(End of this chapter)