War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts
Chapter 693: Stubborn
Chapter 693: Stubborn (11 votes in November)
“Wang Zhensheng of the 364th Brigade of the Sichuan Army has been ordered to wait for the 217th Military Region Armored Forces at the foot of Lingshan Mountain!”
When Feng Yaohe opened the turret cover of the armored vehicle in the smoke and dust, he had just poked his head out from above when he heard a shout from the troops stationed ahead.
But Feng Yaohe felt a little…
“Hey!”
“Don’t fool me!”
“We are also members of 217 after all. We have heard of the number 364. When did 364 become the Sichuan Army?”
Feng Yaohe didn’t even need to ask about the things here. Just staying in the barracks every day, he could hear the officers of various groups bragging about the history of the 217th Regiment. Among them, there was something about the Northwest Army. After all, Xu Chaoyang had served under the 29th Army, and the old 217th Regiment had a good understanding of the Northwest Army…
Basically, the 364th Brigade is the remnant of the Feng faction and the solid foundation of the Northwest Army!
Logically speaking, this troop should have gone to Xifengkou to wield swords, but as fate would have it, they accidentally ended up under the command of Lao Tian of the Sichuan Army, which was the reclamation army of the Sichuan Army. After Lao Tian made two moves on Wu Bachao in Sichuan, they actually became the most powerful troop under the Sichuan Army, and are now under the command of Wang Mingzhang of the 122nd Division.
In history, Wang Zhensheng of the 364th Brigade followed the Sichuan Army out of Sichuan, participated in the Shanxi Anti-Japanese War, and then moved to Xuzhou. He followed Wang Mingzhang of the 122nd Division and became famous in a battle in Teng County. He was promoted to the commander of the 122nd Division, and then moved to Zaozhuang, where he made great military achievements!
But this time…
“Why do you care so much?”
Wang Zhensheng’s words were particularly ‘hard’. As he had been traveling for many years, he did not have much of a Northwest accent. “Would it be great if someone went to the front line with you and risked their lives?”
Just one sentence made Feng Yaohe unhappy, so he asked, why did he get this attitude?
Feng Yaohe’s mouth was not given for nothing, he immediately said: “What’s the point of being tough with me? We are friendly forces, how can I fire at you? If you have the guts, fight the devils with all your might!”
“Whoever is a coward is a son of a bitch!”
The two of them had no reason to argue, they just looked at each other and started arguing for no apparent reason.
In Wang Zhensheng’s eyes, you are the commander of a cavalry battalion, and you don’t even show respect, so it’s good enough that he doesn’t slap you in the face.
But what about Feng Yaohe? He was driving a tank, and behind him was an armored vehicle. He was arrogant when he was in the artillery camp, and he had real skills in his hands. How could he look down on the Sichuan Army?
In his opinion, such people are not even beggars, so how can they be soldiers?
Feng Yaohe got into the tank, patted the soldier in the driver’s seat, smiled evilly and said, “Give me some gas.”
How bad is he?
Whether a tank runs fast or slow is just a matter of giving it a few more gas, so just kick it… But can the Sichuan Army bear it?
The tanks don’t even need to speed up, they just move slowly and steadily, so you Sichuan troops have to put in a little effort to keep up. If you follow them at the speed of race walking for a while, you will all be defeated!
Wang Zhensheng’s 364th Brigade followed the tank and noticed something was wrong: “Why is this tank moving so fast?”
“Don’t embarrass yourself, just grit your teeth!”
This group of Sichuan troops, who were supposed to be heading to Tuanchengkou, marched forward with big strides, staring silently with their heads down, completely releasing the fierceness hidden in the nature of the Northwestern people, and just followed…
Feng Yaohe was so confused that he kept asking, “I say, these guys are really good. How long has it been? Why haven’t they said anything?”
“How about I give them a couple more kicks? If we want to bring our tank down, all it takes is a good kick.”
Feng Yaohe frowned and opened the turret cover. When he got out of the tank, he looked back at the 364th Brigade and everyone was shocked!
It was only the end of autumn, not yet winter, and he actually saw a group of northwestern people carrying guns and broadswords on their backs. They were walking with steam coming out of their bodies. They all looked like they had practiced some evil kung fu, with frowns and glaring eyes.
“What the fuck?”
Feng Yaohe got back in and patted the soldier in the driving position: “Kick him hard.”
He didn’t believe that you 364 Brigade were so stubborn that you would not say a word even if you endured these dozens of kilometers! So, this unit walked from morning to noon. During the march, each person had a large pancake issued by the 217th Military Food Production and Processing Plant and ate it while walking. In this way, they started with a slow walk, then a fast walk, and then developed to a trot. They also had a meal and walked until sunset.
The tank driver was so excited that he turned around and looked at Feng Yaohe, saying, “Battalion Commander, can I step on the accelerator to the bottom?”
“Tiger!”
“Is it a tiger?”
“Hurry up and release the oil! Release the oil!”
“Brakes!”
Feng Yaohe was completely subdued by this group of Northwestern soldiers. He could even see the small peak at Xipaochi. How far did they run?
The Northwestern Army soldiers of the 364th Brigade looked like they had just come out of a hot spring. They were all sweating and steaming.
Feng Yaohe was afraid that he would get hurt by these Northwestern soldiers and get himself into trouble.
呲!
When the tank stopped in the woods in the wilderness, Feng Yaohe jumped off the tank and rushed to Wang Zhensheng on the dry leaves on the ground: “Brigade Commander Wang, can you take a rest?”
Wang Zhensheng was also mean. He turned his head to look at Feng Yaohe and asked, “What’s wrong? Is your iron-shelled turtle tired?”
Even if you kick that thing to pieces, it won’t know what tiredness is. The problem is, isn’t Feng Yaohe afraid of taking responsibility?
“Brigade Commander Wang, we need to let the troops rest for a while. We still have to fight in Xipaochi tomorrow…”
“No need!” Wang Zhensheng glared and said, “We’ll fight wherever we have to. Just see if our 364th Brigade can back down!”
“Brigade Commander Wang!”
“Brigade Commander Wang!”
“Why are you so stubborn?”
Feng Yaohe watched Wang Zhensheng walk past him and hurriedly chased after him: “Brigade Commander Wang, the tank is out of oil. We need to save some oil. Otherwise, where can we get it in this vast wilderness? Without oil, how can we fight tomorrow?”
This is a lie co-written by Feng Yao. How can Wang Zhensheng really go on like this?
“Ah…” Seeing Feng Yaohe give in, Wang Zhensheng stopped, put his hands on his waist and shouted, “Everyone, take a break!”
After this shout was uttered, looking at the 364th Brigade, none of them sat on the ground, but all of them just fell to the ground, and the forest was smoked with “plops”. Oh, they were like stubborn donkeys, and they didn’t complain of being tired even in such a state. They just lay on the ground and gasped for breath!
“Brother!”
Wang Zhensheng turned around and put his hand on Feng Yaohe’s shoulder: “You can’t even fix this iron thing?”
“Well, if you still feel unsatisfied, I will put the tanks on our shoulders tomorrow, and we, the people of the 364th Brigade, will carry the tanks. How about that?”
Feng Yaohe didn’t even want to look at him, if he wasn’t really afraid of exhausting others… and not being able to fight… why would he be so boastful? But at this critical moment, can he still speak? Otherwise, wouldn’t it delay tomorrow’s work?
“Hey, bro?”
Pooh!
Wang Zhensheng looked at Feng Yaohe’s departing back, turned his head and spat to the side. He didn’t spit at Feng Yaohe, he didn’t care about him anymore. Then he held the tree with one hand and covered his nose with the other hand, and blew his nose. The noise was so loud that the sticky snot flowed down his nasal cavity and dripped onto his feet without stopping. He was really exhausted.
If Xu Chaoyang knew about this, he would definitely think of the 80-kilometer rally in Kong Ergou’s book, where General Lao Wu and Jiang Menshen rode their donkeys upside down. Yes, that time when they almost rode their donkeys upside down to Guangzhou. Wang Zhensheng is also such a person, and he is so fierce…
But if you think about it carefully, without Hu, could he have achieved such a result in Teng County?
This time it’s okay, there’s no need to go to Teng County, the Xipaochi is right there waiting for them!
(End of this chapter)