in2ebook Chapter 329: Commander Ayi
Chapter 329: Commander Ayi
"Hurry? We are the anti-Japanese soldiers fighting against the Japanese invaders. What's your attitude? Be careful that the young master will punish you by military law!"
Meng Fanle righteously "warned" these angry and cowardly people, then glanced back and saw the surprised expressions of Chen Boai and Wang Meng.
"Hehe, our Sichuan Army has no military pay, no weapons, and we wear the same clothes as beggars. Sometimes we even beg them to support the war in the name of resistance. As a result, our Sichuan Army has become notorious!"
Meng Fanle is still as self-deprecating, self-deprecating, and self-destructive as ever, and his heart is fragile and sensitive.
"This is not your fault. It is not your fault that we withdrew from Burma. The demise of the Sichuan Army has nothing to do with you. As long as they are Chinese soldiers fighting against the devils, they deserve our respect!"
Meng Fan was shocked, but then he shook his head with a smile, turned around, and gently raised his eyelids towards Wang Meng.
"Sir, we heard these words eight hundred times a day at first, but we had no food, money or weapons, so we had some hope. But after a long time, the officials above us were unwilling to even offer a cake, and just said: You decide what to do?"
Meng Fanle's words brought back the hidden story in Wang Meng's heart. The first time he went on an expedition, he was miserable. He was chased everywhere as soon as he landed, and it was difficult to save his life.
Later, they were dragged and pulled together to form what kind of Sichuan Army? The Beggars' Army!
"Maybe it won't be the case in the future!"
Wang Meng ignored the puzzled expressions of Chen Bo'ai and Meng Fanle and walked forward on his own.
If there had been no war, Zenda would have been a quiet and pleasant town with hills, streams, and cobblestone roads, which would have been very atmospheric.
The courtyards are lined up together, neither crowded nor sparse, just right.
Wang Meng walked onto the stone road with high spirits. He now had a different feeling, that is, the fate of a group of people was in his hands, which was very wonderful.
"Sir, we've passed by!"
Wang Meng stopped in embarrassment. He didn't expect that he had acted too arrogantly this time and actually took the wrong road.
Meng Fanle led them into a small path, where two soldiers from the Sichuan Army were taking a nap at the door.
Meng was annoyed, so he took a stick and hit them both on the head.
"Hey, hey, hey, who told you to stand guard and doze off? Be careful of military law!"
The soldiers of the Sichuan Army wiped their saliva, still not satisfied, and continued to lean against the stone gate.
"Ha! We still have to stand guard in this shitty place?"
Meng was annoyed and winked at the two of them, then pouted his lips back.
"A superior is coming to inspect, be careful of the impact!"
When they heard this, they glanced at Chen Bo'ai and Wang Meng behind Meng Fanle. They saw that Chen Bo'ai was wearing a suit and tie, looking like a superior man; Wang Meng was wearing a camouflage uniform, looking very heroic.
There were also a dozen or so soldiers who were also wearing camouflage uniforms and carrying rifles and short guns.
The two men quickly brushed off the straw debris on their bodies, straightened their bodies, put their hands in front of their chests, and saluted with their guns.
After Meng Fanle led people into the yard, he saw people everywhere. Some were lying on hammocks, some were cutting vegetables with kitchen knives, some were singing Hunan folk songs, and some were sitting in front of a blackboard pretending to be deaf and dumb and listening to the class.
"Oh! What a nuisance! Where have you been? We have to learn tactical moves this afternoon. How could you be absent? Sit down!"
A shrill voice came out from the mouth of the "lecturer" holding a lump of white lime.
"Attend class? Commander Ayi, are you still attending class with just a few of these guys?"
Meng Fanle pointed at the silly Doubing, the old and frail veterinarian Hao, and the stern-looking Dong Dao (the unlucky one).
Commander Ayi ignored the sarcastic Meng Fanle, but hooked his cheap side-parted hair with his ring finger and then shook it.
"Tactical movements are the foundation of training. If you can't even do tactical movements well, how can you fight the enemy in battle?"
Meng Fanle got excited. Isn't this just showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong? Meng Fanle was a serious officer and a student soldier. He killed at least seven or eight Japanese soldiers.
"Oh my, with your level, you still want to learn tactical moves and kill the enemy in battle? If you can carry the Japanese out of China by reciting the tactical manual, I will accompany you all day long, but do you believe it yourself?"
This phone call made Commander Ayi feel ashamed, his face turned red and he was furious.
"Meng Fan, I order you as the deputy commander and supervisor of the Sichuan Army to sit down and attend the class!"
At this time, a tattered military cap flew over from the hammock and hit Commander Ayi squarely, but the distance was too far and the force was insufficient, so the tattered military cap fell on the silly Doubing.
"Brother Milong, do you still want your hat?"
A burly, fat man named Milong climbed up from the hammock, his mouth full of the smell of corn grits from Northeast China.
"Meng Quezi, if Commander Ayi wants to talk, just let him. After all, his voice is quieter than a mosquito and can't disturb my sleep. But you, on the other hand, start nagging me as soon as you get here. Don't you ever stop? You disturbed my sweet dreams!"
Commander Ayi gave Milong a look of gratitude, which had a hint of amorous glances.
"Milong's words make sense, let's all come to class!"
"Stop talking nonsense. When will that guy come back? Don't delay me from going home to take care of my wife! If he doesn't come back, I'll leave!"
Milong stood up with a cry of pain. He had been lying down for too long, and when he stood up suddenly, the blood in his head had not yet returned to his head. He was a little confused for a moment and saw a large group of people behind Meng Fanle.
"Wait a minute, am I dazzled or what? What are these people behind me doing?"
Commander Ayi and the others only then noticed Chen Boai, who had half a foot in the threshold, and Wang Meng behind him.
Meng Fan slapped his forehead, feeling extremely annoyed, and turned around to give Chen Boai an apologetic look.
"Mr. Chen, I'm so sorry. There are so many shitty things going on all the time. I can only relieve my boredom by arguing with them every day. I'm sorry to make you laugh!"
Chen Boai waved his hand. This unusual meeting was quite interesting.
"Chief of Staff Wang, shall we go in and take a look?"
Wang Meng was holding back his laughter. This was much more vivid and lifelike than in the TV drama.
"Let's go in and take a look!"
Seeing that the visitor seemed to be of great importance, the aunt officer asked in a somewhat flattering manner:
"Meng is annoying, where did this distinguished guest come from? Why don't you introduce him to me?"
Meng was annoyed when he saw the bulging apple cheeks of Commander Ayi and wanted to tease him.
"Captain Ayi, let me tell you, these two are very important figures. You better stand still and don't fall down in shock!"
Commander Ayi suppressed the expression on his face and swallowed his saliva. Now that that person was not here, he was the highest-ranking official in the courtyard and he had to hold up the scene.