The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2385: The Commander Forced to Go to the Front
"What is Zhu Weiyan doing? This whole day has passed, why hasn't he launched an attack on Hou'ersai yet?" Zhou Jingyong was already roaring loudly in the temporary regiment command post.

Amid his roar, all his officers and soldiers were silent, but there was one officer who just watched coldly.

"Why am I called Zhou Jingyong? That's a name I changed later. I admire people who are not afraid of death in battle, so that's why I let Zhu Weiyan lead the charge.

This guy's fart makes a noise, but this guy is silent, it turns out it was just a muffled fart!"

Zhou Jingyong seemed particularly angry when he said this, but he really shouldn't use the word "silly fart" to describe his men fighting. One of his soldiers had never heard his commander say such funny words, so a smile appeared on his face.

But he knew very well that now was not the time for him to laugh. He glanced at the officer sitting on the armchair and watching coldly, and then he quickly put on a serious face again.

"That's enough. What's the point of just respecting others for not fearing death in battle?" The officer who had been watching coldly suddenly stood up and said, "The division commander said that if Zhu Weiyan's battalion or the 223rd Regiment can't be defeated, you, the commander of the 226th Regiment, should stop being the captain of the battle supervision team and lead the charge!"

"Ah? Deputy division commander?" Zhou Jingyong was dumbfounded.

This is truly a case of a fire in the city gate that affects all the fish in the pond.

The division transferred the 223rd Regiment back to attack Houersai, so they fought. But the supervisors should have been from the division, so what does this have to do with our 226th Regiment?

I really don't believe it! With more than 223 people in the 1000rd Regiment, can't they defeat more than 200 Japanese soldiers?
Zhou Jingyong was complaining in his heart, but at this time the officer said again: "Let's go, let's go to the front and take a look." said the officer.

"Ah?" Zhou Jingyong was stunned for a moment, but this time he finally reacted, "How can we let the deputy division commander go to the front line in person? Deputy division commander, please wait here, I'll go to the front and take a look."

No wonder Zhou Junyong was always respectful to that officer. It turned out that he was the deputy commander of their division, and he came here to supervise the battle.

"The division commander has issued a death order. If the 223rd Regiment fails to take Houersai, don't think that the 226th Regiment can get away with it!" said the deputy division commander angrily.

"That's right." Zhou Jingyong responded quickly.

Seeing Zhou Jingyong go to the front to express his position, the deputy division commander snorted and then sat down.

Zhou Jingyong had no choice but to point at his guard and say, "Follow me out!"

He had two personal guards. When one of them saw that the commander was really going to the front line, he hurried to find other soldiers.

In a moment, Zhou Jingyong led a squad of soldiers out of the regiment headquarters.

"Go to the front and take the lead!" Zhou Jingyong said angrily to one of the soldiers when he walked out of the regiment headquarters.

The soldier was one of his personal guards named Zhou Liqian, but he was also his nephew.

Zhou Jingyong kept him by his side as a guard, actually meaning to take care of the younger generation and not let him go to the front line.

Zhou Jingyong was both his head of the group and his uncle, so Zhou Liqian had to listen, but his mouth was already pouted.

Zhou Jingyong had only led a class of people, so it was not his turn to take the lead no matter what!
"I told you to act as if it were real. I'm cursing and you're laughing. How can the play go on? Go to the front!" Zhou Jing bravely scolded Zhou Liqian.

Zhou Jingyong was of course in a bad mood. He really couldn't understand why the division commander gave him such strict orders this time to capture Houer Pass.

He originally wanted to perform well in front of the deputy division commander, but he didn't expect that his own nephew would laugh in such an occasion.

Seeing that his uncle was angry, Zhou Liqian had no choice but to walk forward awkwardly.

It turned out that Zhou Liqian was the soldier who was amused by Zhou Jingyong's comments about Zhu Weiyan farting.

Their regimental headquarters was built on a hillside facing away from Houer Pass, which was more than three miles away from Houer Pass in front. They went around the foot of the mountain and entered the woods. Although they were not worried about being discovered by the Japanese army, they walked very slowly.

There were other battalions between the regiment headquarters and Zhu Weiyan's battalion. When Zhou Jingyong was walking on the road, some officers and soldiers naturally discovered that the commander of the 226th regiment was going to the front line in person.

But just a few minutes later, when Zhou Jingyong came out of a hiding place, he was already wearing a soldier's uniform, the pistol on his waist was gone, and instead he was holding a Type 38 rifle in his hand.

He had to look like a man going to the front. It was a joke to let him wear the uniform of a regiment commander and go to the front! He was also afraid that the Japanese soldiers hiding in the distance would see him and shoot him!
At this time, his nephew Zhou Liqian had already walked with him.

After all, he was the captain's nephew, so how could another guard let him lead the way? "Captain, why don't we take more people with us?" Zhou Liqian asked as they walked.

When Zhou Jingyong came out of the regiment headquarters, he was leading a squad of soldiers, but now, there are only three people around him, including his nephew Zhou Liqian.

"Do you think it's safer when there are more people? The more people there are, the more conspicuous we will be, and the easier it will be for the Japanese devils to target us." Zhou Jingyong is no longer angry with his nephew.

How could he not know what his own child is like?
Zhou Liqian is the only child of the Zhou family, and they are counting on Zhou Liqian to pass on the family line, so Zhou Jingyong is also very doting on Zhou Liqian.

Otherwise, if it were an ordinary soldier, and he dared to laugh like that when he asked his soldiers to put on a show in front of the deputy division commander, he would have been sent to charge at the front by Zhou Jingyong long ago!

"Then why do you take another rifle?" Zhou Liqian asked.

"Don't you understand that a pistol is less effective than a rifle on the front line?" Zhou Jingyong answered patiently, "Okay, stop talking and pay attention to the situation ahead."

He can ignore other people and even say he doesn't care about their life or death, but he has to take care of his own children.

After walking a little further, someone suddenly called out from the bushes, "Captain Zhou, why are you here in person?"

Someone came out. Thank you. It was a company commander of the 223rd Battalion of the rd Regiment.

"The deputy division commander is here to supervise the battle. I have to give an explanation to him. How did you fight this battle? Why didn't you take action today?" Zhou Jingyong asked the company commander.

"We've started the fight. The people in the front came back and said that they killed more than a dozen Japanese devils, and we didn't have any casualties. We even knocked out a heavy machine gun of the Japanese devils!" the company commander replied hurriedly.

After saying this, of course he had to look at Zhou Jingyong's expression.

"Really?" Zhou Jingyong was a little unconvinced.

To say that they killed more than a dozen Japanese devils without any casualties was indeed beyond his understanding.

"Really, really, your people said it, that Company Commander Zhang said it." In order to prove his statement, the company commander brought out the small dustpan.

"Where are they?" Zhou Jingyong asked again.

"They are itching to fight the Japanese, so they went to the front." The company commander reported quickly.

"Oh." Zhou Jingyong nodded and looked up at the sky. It was already dusk.

"Where is your team leader?" Zhou Jingyong asked thoughtfully after thinking for a while.

"Our commander is not here." The company commander replied quickly.

"Oh, we can go to the front and take a look. Let's go. We have to take a look and give an explanation to the division." Zhou Jingyong said.

"How can we let you go to the front in person?" The company commander was stunned for a moment and tried to stop him.

"Why can't I go? Just take a look and come back. Let's go." Zhou Jingyong ignored the company commander's obstruction and walked forward. His two guards hurriedly followed.

Seeing Zhou Jingyong walking forward, a soldier next to him whispered to the company commander, "Should we send some guards to Captain Zhou?"

"No need. Do you think there is no one in their regiment?" the company commander replied in a low voice.

After a while, Zhou Jingyong and his two guards disappeared into the woods, but the soldiers of the 223rd Regiment who remained there laughed secretly: "Company Commander, you are really amazing. You scared Captain Zhou so much."

The company commander couldn't help but smile with some pride: "I didn't lie to him, we did kill a dozen Japanese devils ahead!"

The company commander's words left the soldier at a loss for words. He could only admire and speechlessly give his company commander a thumbs up.

According to accurate information, more than ten Japanese devils were indeed killed at the front, but those ten Japanese devils were killed by Zhang Jidong's sworn brother!
But so what? At least now the company commander is putting powder on their regiment’s face!
As for Zhou Jingyong knowing the truth, what does it matter? The company commander could easily shirk responsibility by saying that he just heard it!