Chapter 680 If you don’t tell us, we won’t know?

“Report!!!”

“Report!!!”

Yangjialing, at the moment when everyone was paying attention to the Battle of Wuhan, the war in the Yangtze River Basin had entered a fierce and intense stage.

At this moment, a communications soldier from Yangjialing rushed into Yangjialing quickly.

But the boy’s pace became faster and faster, and in the end he was running. It was as if he had emotions that he could not suppress, and he rushed into the yard shouting.

“report!”

The signalman was obviously a little nervous: “Urgent news from Xinzhou!”

When everyone turned their eyes to him, the signalman stepped into the courtyard and said, “Xinzhou’s rush to harvest during the harvest season has already begun. At the same time, the coal mined from the Xinzhou coal mine is enough to supply the operation of the thermal power plant. The messenger who sent the letter back said that Xinzhou is brightly lit every night!”

“In addition, the arsenal has already started producing the first batch of Garands. However, since this is the first time we are producing this type of firearm, and we are using firearm springs imported from America, we have only produced 100 guns for the first time. The purpose is to test them in actual combat before deciding whether to increase production.”

“Also, we have produced about a thousand H217Ys that 34 is good at using. We are fully capable of producing this type of firearms independently. The first batch was distributed to the Sichuan Army. A regiment of Sichuan Army led by Deng Xihou entered Ekou using H34Y, Type 217 infantry guns, and Oerlikon anti-aircraft machine guns allocated by …”

When the signalman mentioned the name of Ekou, everyone in the courtyard didn’t even need to look at the map, and immediately spoke out their concerns: “Will the Sichuan Army’s entry into Ekou make the Japanese too nervous due to the compression of the buffer zone, and thus launch an offensive against Ekou?”

Xu Chaoyang’s teacher waved his hand first and said, “Don’t worry. We annihilated the 21st Brigade under his Fifth Division, so that they could not recover when the Japanese invaders attacked Xinkou, and they could not even participate in the Battle of Xuzhou. In addition, the situation in the Battle of Wuhan is tense now. The Japanese have put all their troops and warships into the Yangtze River Basin, preparing for a decisive battle with the National Government. The Fifth Division will definitely not cause trouble at this time. Otherwise, if there is any accident in Wuhan, they will become the culprit of this accident.”

Another person interrupted, “This Xu Chaoyang is clearly going to take advantage of the Fifth Division’s inability to move and bully them to death, leaving them to watch us develop and then sigh.”

Someone also asked: “Is the Sichuan Army trustworthy?”

“What if when we are rushing to harvest grain in Xinzhou…”

This time, no one spoke in the courtyard, as if everyone was worried.

At this time, someone smiled and said, “He, Marquis Dengxi, is willing to take the bomb outside Taiyuan City for us, which means he has no hostility towards us… We should not be mean-spirited. Why should we expect the worst result in the most unacceptable direction? Since our Monkey King dares to use the Eighteen Constellations to resist the demons, you Bodhi ancestors should put your hands in your sleeves and see. If he really reaches a life-and-death moment, he still doesn’t know how to ask for help?”

“You go on.”

The signalman continued, “While the Sichuan Army was guarding Ekou, the 217 troops began to help the people harvest food from the fields. The disaster victims in Henan have been put into the fields by Commander Xu Chaoyang. Now Xinzhou is working hard.”

“The 217th New Second Regiment, the Cavalry Battalion, the Artillery Battalion, the Guard Battalion, the Driver Company, and all the leaders of the military sub-district all went to the fields to help with the harvest…”

Someone replied: “Sun Wukong has left two regiments as a backup, to prevent the Sichuan Army from getting into trouble at Ekou, and to prevent Old Man Yan from falling out with him… No one trusts him!”

“Hahahahaha!”

“Chaoyang, you came from there. You know the situation there very well, so it’s inevitable that you take precautions.”

“Does Xinzhou have enough manpower? Do they have enough farm tools?”

“The Kuomintang’s Xue Lao Hu is delaying the victory at Wanjialing, preparing to delay the battle until their leader’s birthday as a gift to him. Our Xu Chaoyang is oblivious to what is happening outside and is only thinking about a great harvest. If Xue Lao Hu kills the devils at this time, I’m afraid Xu Chaoyang will be jealous.”

“I am worried that if he sees the achievements of the National Government in Wuhan, he will attack the Fifth Division after the troops are well-trained and well-fed…” “I think the news about Wuhan and Wanjialing should be notified to Xinzhou later.”

“I agree.”

“I agree.”

……

Xinzhou.

The former Xinzhou people, the current disaster victims in Henan and Chahar, and the soldiers of the 217th Unit, all stood on the edge of the field with sickles and sacks in hand, and the millets in the field were bent over. This thing is millet after the husk is removed;
The corn has grown quite tall. Although the cobs are not as big as Xu Chaoyang expected, nor as full as he imagined, the lush green color covering the ground is still a delight to look at.

“A great harvest!!!!”

Xu Chaoyang stood on the edge of the field, pinching his waist, looking up and shouting loudly, and then everyone around him responded in unison: “Good harvest!!!”

Then all the people bent down. For a moment, the sickles in the fields were smoking. Xu Chaoyang stood in the middle of the field, swinging his sickle and cutting off a sorghum stalk, cursing, “Damn it, I’ve been treating corn stalks as sweet stalks for half my life. If I hadn’t come to Shanxi, I wouldn’t have known that the real sweet stalk is sorghum!”

He peeled the sorghum stalks with his mouth, and watching all his men busy in the fields, he took a bite of the sugar sorghum. After chewing it a few times, his eyes lit up!
“It’s definitely not the same flavor!”

Can that be the same taste?

Putting corn stalks into your mouth feels like chewing wood residue. The purpose of growing sugar sorghum is to produce “sugar”, so how can they have the same taste?
“Chaoyang? Chaoyang!”

“Don’t eat it!”

Yang Jingyu came over, but at this time, his mind was no longer on the harvest. He asked, “What’s going on with the war in the Yangtze River Basin? Why haven’t you informed me from home yet?”

Xu Chaoyang glanced at Yang Jingyu, feeling indescribable, and muttered, “Our Director Yang has begun to not pay attention to people’s livelihood. He has ignored the good harvest grown by Xinzhou himself, and is also thinking about national affairs?”

It was a kind of relief, a kind of relief that the tall and thin man who should have been thin and skinny was now unusually strong, but in Yang Jingyu’s ears, it sounded distorted.

“Stop talking nonsense to me!”

“Who isn’t paying attention to Wuhan right now?”

Yang Jingyu squinted his eyes, glanced at the edge of the field, looked at the rice seedlings fluttering in the wind brought by the harvest, and slowly curled up the corners of his mouth.

How could he not be concerned about the harvest? But after Xu Chaoyang sent the Sichuan Army to Ekou, did he still need to worry about it?
This group of Sichuan troops used H34Y. In addition to their responsibility of guarding the copper mine, they were also responsible for defending the Fifth Division. The Type infantry guns and Oerlikon guns of the military sub-district were also taken away by them. Half of the bullets produced by the arsenal were transported to Ekou. The former buffer zone became their territory. There was no movement from the Fifth Division, so what was he worried about?
But Wuhan is different…

“Okay, then I’ll tell you about Wuhan.” Xu Chaoyang squatted on the ground.

When Yang Jingyu saw his behavior, he immediately curled his lips and said, “You know this again?”

“How could I not know!” Xu Chaoyang said this and lowered his head to arrange the stones, as if the map of the Yangtze River Basin was in his mind.

(End of this chapter)