I want to be a good person

Chapter 216 What to do

Zhabei was shrouded in smoke and dust all day long, with constant sound of artillery fire and flames filling the sky.

The weather is getting colder, but people's blood is boiling.

It was still dark, and Zhang Aiguo was alone, sitting on two Type 160 armored vehicles. He felt anxious as to why the train had not arrived yet. The boxes of ammunition were neatly placed beside him.

Nanxiang Town is a thousand-year-old ancient town full of Jiangnan style. The town has a population of less than 2. Every household is steaming rice, preparing to welcome the arrival of the 20th Army of the Sichuan Army.

The rice is provided by Simei Trading Company, the meat is also provided by Simei Trading Company, and the processing fee is also paid by Simei Trading Company. Waiting here is to fulfill the promise that I once made.

As the sky gradually brightened, two rows of soldiers came on the road in the distance. They were wearing tattered grey clothes, shorts, and toeless straw sandals. They carried broken guns, pushed wooden carts, shouldered loads, and wore straw hats. The long winding line seemed to have no end.

The soldiers were thin and short, their faces were red and dark from the wind and sun, and some were barefoot. The weather in Shanghai...

Cold, very cold!

Sichuan Army, the tragic Sichuan Army!

Without a river, there can be no army!

There are also the Chinese people who silently dedicated themselves to the war. The world should remember their sacrifices and contributions to the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. Dear ones! Benefactors! Unfortunately, later...

As for who is the backbone on the battlefield?

Is it important?

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When I got closer, I saw that the guns they were carrying were not of the same standard, and were of different lengths and calibers. It was impossible for each person to have one. One third of them were equipped with swords and javelins, and they looked very energetic.

A soldier had sharp eyes and reported his discovery backwards.

After a while, the platoon leader came over with a box gun.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Sir, I am the manager of Simei Trading Company. I am here to entertain the troops and welcome you all, as entrusted by my boss."

"Damn it, there are people waiting for us. Do you know which one we are?"

"General Yang Zihui's 20th Army, the Yang Family Generals."

"How did you know that, old man?"

"The name of Duke Hui is well known in Sichuan. I have heard that the people of Sichuan are loyal and brave, so I have come to pay a special visit to you."

"I'm glad to know. This is our first time meeting. What good stuff have you prepared?"

"My employer, Ms. Fan, knew that the Sichuan Army brothers were short of munitions, so she specially prepared a batch of munitions and arranged for the townspeople to cook so that everyone could have a hot meal."

"A lot?"

"98 original German G1000 rifles, 5 rounds of ammunition, a batch of grain and liquor, and two armored vehicles."

"Wait a minute, I need to go and report it. The number is too large, I can't make the decision."

"Yes, please sir."

The news spread quickly. The 20th Army Commander Yang, Deputy Commander Xia, Chief of Staff Xian, and their guards, a group of more than people, rode up on horseback.

"Sir, this is the manager of Simei Trading Company."

Yang Zihui jumped off the horse, stretched out his hand and shook it tightly.

"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. Thank you for your assistance. Our Sichuan Army is short of food and clothing, and even more short of weapons and ammunition. This is really a timely help! Thank you very much!"

"I heard that the Sichuan Army took the initiative to go out of Sichuan to fight against the Japanese pirates and restore our land. I admire them very much. I specially purchased arms and food to show my respect and cheer for the Chinese men!"

"Okay, our Sichuan Army will not disappoint the expectations of the villagers! Fight hard and kill the enemy!"

The ammunition behind him was piled up.

"This is?"

General Yang asked, pointing at two armored vehicles.

"Hey, Iron Shell!"

"This is amazing, I want it."

"This is the Japanese Type 91 armored vehicle. I cannot reveal its source. I spent a lot of effort on it. I just hope the general can make good use of it."

"Oh, I've only seen the Central Army with armored vehicles. Hey, we're also high-end, we're the main force."

"Don't worry, how to use it?"

"Drive like a truck, with 6mm iron plate. Be careful of the Japanese artillery. The gas tank is full."

Zhang Aiguo quickly introduced.

"The food is ready. How about letting the brothers eat first?"

"No hurry, take a look at the weapons first."

The guard pried open the wooden box, which was wrapped tightly with linseed paper and exuded a rich smell of butter.

He tore off the oil paper, pulled the bolt, confirmed that there were no bullets, picked up the gun and handed it to Commander Yang.

"The sound is pretty good. This foreign thing is better than what we make."

As he spoke, he pulled the bolt, raised his aim, pulled the trigger, and looked at the rifling.

"What Duke Hui said is very true. I think of the Chinese people, our 400 million compatriots, who are now not as good as a tiny island. I am really ashamed. China has many talented people and beautiful land. When will it be able to surpass those barbaric lands?"

"Why be sad? Everything is destined to happen. Yes, I have used up a lot of gun oil. What a good gun!"

"As long as the general is satisfied."

"The imported guns are better than what we have now. On behalf of the 20th Army, I would like to thank your company and Ms. Fan for their help. Thank you."

After saying this, he saluted solemnly.

"General, your words are too serious. We have the responsibility to defend our territory, and we should do our utmost to protect it."

"Come, let's go eat together."

After saying that, he pulled Zhang Aiguo inside.

Entering the well-established military headquarters, the division commander and others sat with him.

"Everyone, when the country is in trouble, every citizen has a duty to perform. Now that our army is leaving Sichuan, we must perform with style in order to improve our image."

"What Duke Hui said is absolutely right. I think the young men of our Sichuan area will sacrifice their lives and shed their blood to restore the reputation of our people."

"Hahaha, come, eat."

"Mr. Zhao, thank you very much. With the support of many patriotic people, I believe we can drive out the Japanese pirates and recover our territory. Soldiers like us will be loyal to our country and repay the people's love."

"General, your words are as loud as thunder in my ears. I believe that the Sichuan Army will win, and the country will win!"

"Come, eat"

"Hey, there is meat. If so, our 20th Army will live up to the people's love."

"Think about those little Japanese soldiers, they also have two shoulders and one head, so they will feel pain if they are injured. We can just exchange two for one, or even ten for one, and we will definitely be able to outlast them."

Zhang Aiguo left, leaving behind a few packs of Japanese cigarettes, first tasting the smell of ghost smoke and then tasting the blood of the Japanese pirates.

"General, after counting, we have donated 1,000 dan of grain."

"Our soldiers can have enough food for a few days. Good deeds should not be buried. Send a message to the headquarters and ask for a secret reward. If our compatriots all help, there is no need to worry about not getting rid of the Japanese pirates."

"I'll send the message right away."

"Not seeking fame or profit, the current party-state will not allow it."

General Yang looked at the chief of staff walking out and felt emotional.

Shanghai, French Concession.

"Sir, the business has lost money in the past three months."

Fan Xiaohan put down the account book in his hand and said unhappily.

"how much is it?"

"Thirty thousand yuan"

"Including munitions?"

"Calculate!"

"It's okay. It's only natural that you contribute to the war of resistance. I can afford to lose as much money as possible. I will make it up to you later."

"you said."

"Hey, I said"

Zhang Aiguo pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Thanks to the wet nurse, her body had not deformed and was much fuller than before. He felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

"Master is still here."

"I can't help it. It's so tempting."

"Really? I thought you had lost interest."

"Of course it's true. I was worried about something a while ago and neglected you. Come on, go upstairs. I want to take good care of you."

"Hate"

Fan Xiaohan pretended to be embarrassed and slapped her hands.

"It's broad daylight!"

"Indulging in lust during the day is the emperor's pleasure. I want to give you a careful examination. This seems to be a little bigger."

"Look again, it's only a little bit bigger?"

"I touch it"

"Hiss, it's really a lot bigger! I can't even hold it in my hand. It makes me feel itchy."

"Then let this servant serve you well."

"Good, my beloved, let's practice joyful meditation together."

There were rumbling sounds of cannons and miserable groaning in the western-style building, as if a cat was injured.

Mental illness can only be eliminated piece by piece, and the spirit will gradually become active again.

Do your best and leave the rest to fate. There is still a lot we can do!