The Iron-Blooded Army of Beacon Fire

Chapter 36 Battlefield Night Talk 2
Hearing such shameless words, He Wei blurted out: "What kind of fucking birdman is this? Brothers, there is no tomorrow for today. At this time, he is still greedy for money. He is obsessed with money. This is true, but he loves money so much that he will fight for war." When the time comes, this person won’t not work hard, right?”

Fu Chen said: "Probably not. Chen Zhen, the acting battalion commander, has already beaten him. He is a bully and a snobbery. Don't worry, Chen Zhen is not only the acting battalion commander, but his actual job is still his." The major of the regiment is attached to the regiment. Dahuangya is eager to perform well in front of him and compliment him. Maybe he will fight bravely. He Wei, please be careful when dealing with this person in the future. This person has evil intentions. "

Fang Jing threw away the cigarette butt, took the bottle, and took a sip. "Forget about that bastard, He Pai Chang, let me introduce you to Chen Xinsheng, Chen Pai Changfa's son. We are both from Jiangsu, and our families live next door." In the village, I went to primary school and middle school in the same place. I was one year ahead of Chen Xinsheng. My family was so poor in the village that we couldn’t afford to take the blame. My parents worked as tenant farmers and worked in the fields so that I could study. They also had to pay rent to my employer. After a year, my family How hard it must be to not even have a new bed and quilt. After finishing junior high school, my family cannot afford the normal college tuition. I heard that the military academy waives tuition and provides money and clothes, and even provides a job assignment upon graduation. , so I entered the Central Military Academy.”

"Xinsheng's family is not rich either. I persuaded him to go to the military school after graduation. We both graduated from the [-]th grade of Huangpu, but he went to school early. When I finished junior high school, he had already finished high school. Originally, we both planned to I am studying infantry, but the military academy requires high school graduates to study artillery, so I am an infantry major and he is an artillery major. We haven’t communicated with each other for a long time. I was too busy digging fortifications today and I didn’t recognize him. I just discovered the battle defense. The artillery platoon commander is this guy."

"The wine, cans, and the flashlight all belong to him. After graduating from the military academy in the 24th year of the Republic of China, this guy was assigned to the Combat Defense Artillery Battalion of the Army Armored Corps. He is very prosperous and rich. Not only does he get 30 yuan a month. Second Lieutenant gets military pay, subsidies, and no worries about food and drink. They are known as the cutting-edge troops of our country. They are very good. They can buy whatever they want. You see, the flashlight is an American military flashlight, the cans are imported meat cans, and the shoes on their feet are small ones. leather shoes."

"You and I, hard-working infantry platoon commanders, are no match for me. I spent two years as a junior and worked hard to get promoted to lieutenant. I am not as happy as Nobuo, the artillery second lieutenant."

He Wei said calmly: "Then you two are meeting old friends in a foreign land, and you are on the battlefield, so don't show any pride. It's a good thing."

"Yes, good thing!" Fu Chen put a piece of canned meat into his mouth.

"First platoon leader, take a sip too." Fang Jing coughed dryly and handed the bottle to He Wei.

Mentioning the armored corps, Chen Xinsheng's face flashed with pride and he said, "Brother Fang, please stop making fun of me. The salary in our department is higher, but the flashlights are issued by the army, and Fenjiu is a labor supply sent by the people of Shanxi. The foreign cans were also supplies given to the labor force by the common people before I set out for Nanjing, they were not bought by me."

Then he said in a familiar tone: "However, our armored corps is indeed the new leader of the national army. The commander of our armored corps, General Du Yuming, is a first-year student of Huangpu Military Academy. He is upright and excellent. The entire regiment is equipped with a tank battalion, an anti-aircraft artillery battalion, and a tank defense tank." Artillery battalion, an armored vehicle team, and a bicycle battalion. After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, our regiment was ordered to expand again, adding three additional tank defense artillery battalions and a search battalion, as well as supplementary battalions, preparation battalions, infantry, and tanks. , artillery, and will definitely attack the Japanese invaders on the battlefield in the future."

"It's a pity that I haven't fought since the war started, I haven't seen the Japanese army, and I haven't fired the two tank defensive guns. It's a pity. Killing the enemy with my own hands is my biggest dream. I envy you infantrymen for fighting. You can lack artillery, but you cannot lack infantry. Your infantry unit has more opportunities to fight the Japanese army than we did. It is a pity that we were unable to go to the infantry section and serve the country by killing a few Japanese soldiers with our own hands. All imported cans are tasteless." Chen Xinsheng suddenly said. He said sadly again.

Hu Zhaowu was chewing a can and almost choked when he heard Chen Xinsheng's words. He was a soldier and spoke straightforwardly. He said loudly: "What? Chen, Platoon Leader, don't be ignorant of your blessings. Why don't you talk about infantry fighting?" There are many opportunities, and there are even more chances of death. The most unlucky ones are the infantry. The lives of infantry are worthless. They get little pay and no oil and water. They are either charging or defending positions every day. Bullets are flying on their scalps and grenades are running in their crotches. You I know how many people were killed by artillery shells, their arms, butts, heads and melons were all turned into parts, and in the end not even their whole bodies were found."

"The original old company commander of our company was from the [-]th phase of Huangpu. There was also the platoon leader He who was in the first platoon. He was originally a second lieutenant trainee. The old platoon leader of the [-]st platoon was from the [-]th phase of Huangpu. He was in the west of Peiping two months ago. We were fighting with the Japanese army in the border town of Zhenbian. When a shell came down, two people, two big people, were killed when a shell fell down and everything was gone!"

Fu Chen poked Hu Zhaowu: "Second platoon leader, don't talk nonsense. They are all serving the country." Fang Jing added: "Xinsheng is a passionate young man. I can't compare to him. Let me tell you, he used to be a good person when he was in the military academy." He often preached about anti-Japanese resistance in schools and was almost arrested as a red element. The Armored Corps was stationed in Nanjing. His family originally arranged for him to get married and let him return to his hometown in Jiangsu to get married and then join the army in Shanxi. The engagement was broken, haha, before my butt got hot, I turned around and went back to the army."

Fu Chen: "I admire it. Today is different from the past. I remember that anti-Japanese speech was very strictly controlled in the military academy. Anyone who spoke extravagantly about anti-Japanese would be under surveillance. I was in Huangpu for three years. I was born in the second year of the Republic of China. In 20, during the September [-]th Incident, many students were indignant. Dozens of them were caught and expelled for talking nonsense, and some ran away from school. They only broke their engagements, but it was Xinsheng's parents who suffered."

Chen Xinsheng sighed: "Loyalty and filial piety can't be both good and bad. How can we get married when we are about to go to the battlefield? Captain Fu, you are the senior of Huangpu's eighth class. When we were in the tenth class, the control and supervision were stricter than yours. Back then, I was only with you in the morning." My classmates made a few anti-Japanese remarks, and in the afternoon the school sent people to arrest me. If my classmates and the district captain of the military school hadn't tried their best to defend me, I would have been expelled or put in jail."

It seems that this guy is not an ordinary hot-blooded man. He is a true patriotic young man. He will go crazy if he wants to kill the enemy. Hu Zhaowu is a rough guy with rough words and rough reasoning. The infantry is the hardest among all military branches. The more people die, the less they get, and the least oil and water. , it's a hard job, and few junior officers who are not in the infantry department would want to become infantrymen, He Wei thought in his heart, but He Wei still liked this brother's enthusiasm for fighting the enemy.

At this time, He Wei also cut a piece of canned meat with a bayonet. The taste was indeed good, very fragrant, and not greasy at all. When he tasted it, he knew that it was not a half-faced canned meat mixed with half starch, but a real canned pork. He Wei gave it to He Wei. It's steamed buns. The pickles, dumplings and fried rice add a bit of meatiness to your appetite.
He Wei took a sip of wine, raised the bottle, greeted Chen Xinsheng, and said: "Puilator Chen, you may be tired of eating imported cans, so I'll treat you to Japanese cans. That one is delicious, especially the one that was beaten with your own hands." The cans seized from the corpses of Japanese soldiers are more delicious than any delicacies from the mountains and seas. I happen to have a can from a Japanese soldier in my backpack. My orderly soldier is carrying it. If you had informed me in advance, I would have brought it to you! Forget it today. , if we are still alive after this battle, we will get together to have a good meal, kill the Japanese, and eat the canned food of the Japanese soldiers! Brother, I am a little inferior to you, and I have to ask Brother Chen's two anti-tank guns to cooperate tomorrow. Brother, I will fight."

Chen Xinsheng said: "Japanese...Japanese canned food?"

Hu Zhaowu interjected: "Platoon Commander Chen, our battalion was raided this morning. The main force of the battalion retreated. Platoon Commander He was knocked unconscious. After waking up among the corpses, he killed several Japanese soldiers alone. He was the only one. He returned to the position safely and led another platoon to repel a Japanese attack, and must have captured a lot of Japanese belongings."

He Wei said calmly: "It's not worth mentioning. I was stunned by the shells. When I woke up among the corpses, three Japanese soldiers came out and shot at me. I fought with them repeatedly, shooting them with guns. Two of them died, and one was wounded by my rifle. Finally, the grandson asked me to kill him with a bayonet."

"I see, Platoon Commander He, I have been offended many times before. It is my duty to cooperate with the infantry in combat, so I will remember this canned feast of yours!" Chen Xinsheng's eyes were full of respect, because He Wei was truly bloody with the Japanese army. Those who fought hard and were able to hand over things to the Japanese army were all born in Huangpu. In a few words, the unhappiness between the two of them disappeared.

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A small bottle of Fenjiu, two cans, a few people, one sip and one sip, and soon they were all wiped out. After a meal, a drink, and a few words, it was all done. He Wei and other platoon leaders quickly returned to their respective positions.

Everyone knows that today's meal may be the last time to drink alcohol in this life, and some people may not survive tomorrow night.

(End of this chapter)