Chapter 679 Brothers…

“Who did I sue?”

Xu Chaoyang’s jubilation had not yet subsided when he replied on the phone, “Old Xizi Yan said that not only did you, 217, team up with the Sichuan Army to rob relief grain, but you also killed nearly a battalion of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army’s guards? Did this really happen? Old Xizi Yan has already taken the case to Wuhan…”

Xu Chaoyang quickly waved his hands outside the house and drove all the staff in the headquarters out. He stood up immediately as if he had gotten angry and said, “This is a false accusation!”

“Someone is making a complaint!”

“They don’t want to see Xinzhou doing well…these people want me to die!”

There was laughter coming from the phone… Just like the smile that an elderly person at home would give when they see a child lying in front of them, saying “I’ll just watch you perform quietly.”

Then Xu Chaoyang couldn’t stop performing, after all, the director didn’t say cut.

“Please judge for yourself. How busy am I in Xinzhou? The Russians have built several mines here, including coal and copper. Not only do I have to accompany them, but I also have to send soldiers to protect the copper mines outside Xinkou. How can I have the time?”

“Besides, Deng Xihou’s Sichuan Army is still in Lingshan. The thermal power plant here has just been powered on, and the entire Xin County has just completely cleaned up the post-war ruins of the county town. Right now, the entire Xin County is undergoing large-scale construction…”

“The hospital needs to be built, right?”

“Military food production and processing factories, bedding factories, they all have to be built from scratch!”

“The common people are weeding in their fields, and I am busy running around everywhere. How can I have the time to steal their food?”

“You know me. If I took action, Taiyuan would be the one to be robbed. How could I only rob the relief grain? Isn’t this looking down on us 217?” After Xu Chaoyang said all this, he suddenly remembered a sentence that his mother said in his era: “Chaoyang, if someone keeps nagging after you ask a simple question, don’t believe him even if he says something big…”

Before Xu Chaoyang finished reminiscing, someone called out on the phone: “Xu Chaoyang!”

“That’s more than 300 lives!”

“That was a battalion of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. Did you kill them just because you said so?”

“Do you still have any sense of organization and discipline?”

As soon as the other end called out, Xu Chaoyang felt someone snatch the microphone from his hand, and then a Sichuan accent came over: “I’m Deng Xihou.”

Deng Xihou looked so handsome standing next to Xu Chaoyang, with one hand on his waist and the other holding the microphone. His military uniform was open, and the white shirt lining exposed his belly, which was shining brightly in the sun.

“Xu Chaoyang really didn’t know what you just said. It was our Sichuan Army who did it.”

This time, Deng Xihou did not have a Sichuan accent in his words, as if he was afraid that others would not understand him: “If any punishment is imposed on Wuhan, it will be borne by our Sichuan Army.”

“Well, OK, please report the truth. Goodbye.”

After Deng Xihou said these words, he hung up the phone, but Xu Chaoyang kept his eyes on him.

“Chaoyang, just now, I stopped by your arsenal on the way here… I happened to see two soldiers testing guns in the wilderness outside the arsenal…” He waved outside, and a soldier brought two brand new rifles and looked at Xu Chaoyang aggrievedly: “This is the H34Y you produced in Dagu, right? What’s the name of this gun? How come it’s also fully automatic? Your people seem to call this gun a Garand, am I wrong?”

He took the two guns from the soldiers and placed them on the table. “When I passed by the arsenal, I happened to see your people comparing them. Where did you get the springs?”

“Which gun are you going to put the production capacity on?”

As he spoke, Deng Xihou sat down and poured himself a bowl of water like a big shot: “If it were you, the 217th Army, it would be a big deal to rob the relief grain, but if it were us, it would be nothing, right?”

“Hey, which of these two guns do you think has better performance?” Uh…

Xu Chaoyang swallowed hard: “What on earth are you going to do?”

He looked at Marquis Dengxi slyly.

“You robbed the relief grain. The refugees in Xinzhou are all grateful to you, Xu Chaoyang. You have taken this merit…”

“But it was my Sichuan Army that killed him. In order to grab this batch of relief grain, I sacrificed the lives of more than 40 brothers. You can’t let me go empty-handed, right?”

“Now, I will also give you a heads up for this bomb that is about to fall on your head. No matter which gun you produce, after it is produced, it should be distributed to the Sichuan Army first. Is that reasonable?”

Xu Chaoyang raised his hand and rejected Deng Xihou’s words through his hands: “Stop talking nonsense to me!”

“Old Deng, don’t you know how many people there are in your Sichuan Army? Equip your Sichuan Army with semi-automatic firearms? Even if you hollow out Shanxi, there won’t be enough bullets!”

“We 217 are not going to live anymore?”

Deng Xihou quickly stood up and said: “If there is a tough battle, our Sichuan Army will fight for you…”

“You and I are brothers living together in Xinzhou. I am yours, so don’t be stingy.”

Is this a petty thing to do?

He just produced a Garand and compared its performance with the H34Y. Seeing that the H217Y used before 34 was almost like an ancient weapon, now you come to take advantage of the ready-made product?
“Call our military (commission) now and tell them that I, Xu Chaoyang, am an unforgivable criminal and that I did all the wrong things. Is that ok? I will pack my bags soon and go back to northern Shaanxi to be executed. We will have to part ways with each other… There is no one like you!”

“Hey, Chaoyang, Chaoyang, listen to me!”

Xu Chaoyang was about to walk out of the house when Deng Xihou grabbed his arm and said, “Ten thousand, just ten thousand. Is that enough?”

Xu Chaoyang shook his head like a rattle: “Ten thousand? You’re going to kill me!”

“Five thousand!”

This time Xu Chaoyang was particularly straightforward, even imitating the Sichuan accent and saying: “No way!”

Deng Xihou was really helpless: “One thousand…” Xu Chaoyang was about to speak, but was immediately stopped by Deng Xihou and said: “If you still don’t agree, then I’m going to Wuhan to surrender myself. At worst, we’ll die together!”

Xu Chaoyang was amused by Deng Xihou…How can this be a legion commander? Isn’t he just a scoundrel?
“Hey, this is right.”

Deng Xihou dragged Xu Chaoyang back to the headquarters: “Chaoyang, I heard that you want to buy tanks from the Russians?”

Xu Chaoyang suddenly looked at Deng Xihou with vigilance, and Deng Xihou said, “A few days ago, the Russians here saw the tanks produced by the Japanese and said that they were as brittle as a piece of cardboard. But when I asked the translator at the mine to continue asking, they kept silent. Do you have any other deals that I don’t know about?”

“Did you trade the ore with the Russians for arms?”

“That, that, that is the one…” Deng Xihou made a gesture of holding a machine gun: “That DP26 produced by the Russians, the one with a plate on it, do you have it?”

Xu Chaoyang turned his head and looked at Deng Xihou: “Old Deng, are you here to blackmail me or to beg for food? Is this not the end?”

Deng Xihou felt really embarrassed, and said with a smile on his face: “Brothers…”

(End of this chapter)