The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 99: Just a Dog
At 5:45 p.m., Captain Huang and the brothers of the guard company started to have dinner.

The food for dinner was still the Guilin rice noodles that we didn’t finish in the morning.

The reason why they still eat this is that people in western Guangdong province have an amazing stomach and it doesn’t matter if they eat rice noodles as meals three times a day.

Second, this is the best food Hu Biao and his team can provide under the current conditions.

Lipu taro braised pork, lemon duck, lemon duck, pomelo peel and bamboo shoot braised pork, these are classic dishes from the Guangxi region. Even if Hu Biao and others can't make them, Huang Sanxi and others have no problem making them.

The key is to know how to do it and have the materials.

So in this kind of weather, the rice noodles that had not yet gone bad became the dinner for Captain Huang and his group.

After dinner, the sky gradually darkened; without any grand speeches, Captain Huang set off with the brothers of the guard company.

Only some non-combat personnel such as cooks, staff officers, and clerks were left in the temporary regimental headquarters.

After watching Captain Huang and his men leave, these non-combatants did not think about dinner tonight.

They all stood on the battlefield, like a group of statues, looking in the direction where Captain Huang and his men had left, while silently praying to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

I pray to Captain Huang and his men that everything goes smoothly in tonight's operation; I pray that after they can destroy the Japanese heavy artillery position, some of them can come back alive.

This is the only thing they can do now.

And then! Facts have proven that if praying to gods and Buddhas worked, how could this nation have endured a century of humiliation and now face the crisis of national extinction?

It was a little after 9 o'clock in the evening when several figures came running hurriedly in the night.

Just then, a flare was raised not far away. In the light of the flare, Hu Biao and his men saw to their horror that it was the disheveled guard company commander who was carrying a person on his back and running quickly under the protection of several people around him.

After seeing them, he shouted from a distance: "Come and help, Captain Huang is seriously injured."

All of a sudden, the last shred of fantasy in Hu Biao and his men's hearts was completely shattered; there was no doubt that Captain Huang and his men's actions had completely failed...

In the following time, two staff officers and the guard company commander continued to send Captain Huang to the hospital in the rear.

Hu Biao and his men learned from several other surviving soldiers of the guard company what Captain Huang and his men had encountered.

Tonight, their operation to take down the Japanese heavy artillery position had just taken the first step, breaking through the Japanese attacking forces that were blocking the way.

After two heavy artillery shells fell, only three people were left in the guard company, including a seriously injured and unconscious regimental commander.

This means that tonight’s operation ended as soon as it began.

After hearing this, the people left behind at the regiment headquarters were speechless for a moment, their hearts filled with extreme despair.

Everyone was either sitting or squatting on the ground, and the atmosphere was indescribably gloomy.

Only Hu Biao, squatting beside the other six travelers, had no idea what was going on in his mind. His expression was one of gnashing teeth and then deep frowning, which was extremely vivid...

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Without any warning, Hu Biao spoke, breaking the dead silence in the temporary regiment headquarters; but the way he broke the silence was a little special, he opened his mouth with a burst of "woof woof woof" dog barking.

Upon seeing this, Black Star and the others immediately showed expressions of extreme pain.

Firstly, Hu Biao's sudden appearance and his shouting sounded so realistic immediately attracted everyone's attention. As a companion, he felt really embarrassed.

Secondly, they knew why Hu Biao was called that. Because back in the Gui army's confinement room, after finalizing his plan to escape and surrender to our party, Hu Biao swore a poisonous oath on the spot:
I will absolutely not get involved in the National Army's mess. If I continue to get involved, I will be a dog.

So, Hu Biao would rather admit that he is a dog than not destroy the Japanese heavy artillery position; has something unexpected happened with his plan to join our party?
As they expected, after Hu Biao finished shouting, he told them his plan:

"Brothers, I have changed my mind now. Even if I have to become a dog, I will give up my plan of going to any base or to the pagoda and joining our party.

It’s not that my party is bad, but I couldn’t bear to see my fellow Gui army members being bombarded to death by the Japanese heavy artillery.

So I decided to take out the Japanese heavy artillery position, even if I died here.

As for those of you who are willing to go with us, that’s fine. If you don’t want to go, you can wait until the big retreat, take advantage of the chaos to escape, and then join our party.

I respect your choices and will always treat you as my brothers, Hu Biao. When we return to the modern plane, I will treat you all to a drink if I have the chance."

Frankly speaking, Black Star and the others also wanted to destroy the Japanese heavy artillery positions at this moment.

The key is that there are too many difficulties in the process of achieving such a goal; if they are not solved, they will just die and it will be meaningless.

So he was not polite at all and raised one of the key problems:
"How do we get close to that heavy artillery position? We'll run into the enemy's attacking force halfway. If we start fighting, our intentions will be exposed, and the heavy artillery might even come at us."

Faced with such a question, Hu Biao looked at Huang Adi who was smoking quietly on the side and asked solemnly:
"Fatty, are you sure the devil's language you're talking about has any flavor?"

Huang A-di, who had vaguely guessed Hu Biao's intention, suddenly became nervous and his voice was a little stammering: "I, I haven't communicated with the real devils, but other people say so."

Nodding, Hu Biao answered the question raised by Black Star:
“Two methods, used simultaneously.

The first solution was to talk to the chief of staff and have them launch an attack together with the nearby friendly forces to hold back all the Japanese in front of them.

Secondly, didn't we snatch a lot of Japanese uniforms? We put them on, and the fat guy disguised himself as an officer; while the other Japanese troops were being held up, we sneaked in through the gaps between them.

If we encounter a small group of Japanese devils, let the fat guy deal with them. It would be better if we can fool them.

If the other party becomes suspicious, take action in advance. I know one or two ways to DIY a pistol silencer. I can make one and kill them first.

If we're not too unlucky, we should be able to reach the outside of the Japanese heavy artillery position safely."

Not to mention that when Huang A'di heard that Hu Biao had assigned him such a difficult task, his scalp went numb and the pressure was incredibly great.

Uncle Bo took up the topic and raised a new question:

"We don't have enough people. Even if we can rely on camouflage to sneak into the perimeter of the Japanese heavy artillery position, there are only two infantry companies of 400 to 500 people defending there.
But there are only seven of us, and no matter how strong we are, we can't break through their defenses and rush into the artillery positions behind them to destroy them."

After hearing this, Hu Biao did not directly answer Uncle Bo's question.

Instead, after standing up, he turned to the crowd a little further away, who were looking worried, and asked, "Brothers of the 1020th Regiment, I'm going to take down the Japanese artillery position, but we don't have enough manpower.

I also know that you are just some staff officers, clerks, cooks, grooms, and communicators.

But you are Chinese, all men with guns. Are you going to watch the Japanese heavy artillery bomb your brothers like this? Anyone willing to go with me, raise your hands now.

Of course, I'm not afraid to tell you that although I have some confidence in this operation, it's very limited; if you really want to follow me, before you raise your hands, consider yourself dead and don't think you can come back alive.

After finishing speaking, Uncle Bo instinctively looked towards those people, waiting for their decision...

(End of this chapter)