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Chapter 711 A Day on the East Coast

It was noon, and this small town located on the southwestern border, close to the Nujiang River, was as calm as usual.

The people continued to do what they were supposed to do. Those who were doing business continued to do business, and those who were leaving the city to tend the fields continued to do so.

Don't think that this small county town is the same as the big cities of later generations. The people around the county town still cultivate their own fields and take care of poultry and livestock. They work in the fields during the busy farming season and do small business in their spare time. Some of them even send their children to work as apprentices in restaurants, taverns and shops in the city.

The temporary field hospital that was previously borrowed from the house of the local squire Mr. He has been returned to the owner, and Xiaozui and the veterinarian's usual workplace has also been moved to the position at Jieqipo.

The two sides have been in a truce for a long time now. Although they still fight each other every few days, as both sides are well prepared, not too many casualties have been caused. Only occasionally one or two unlucky people will be accidentally affected by the aftermath of the explosion.

Therefore, Xiaozui and the veterinarian's workplace had already been moved to the Jieqipo position.

However, today Xiaozui rarely went to the Jiqipo position to report to the veterinarian. Instead, he packed his bags at home and entrusted the house to Shangguan Jieci and Meng's father and mother.

"Xiaozui, have you really decided to leave?" Although Xiaozui tried his best to restrain himself, the sound insulation of this traditional brick and wood structure house was almost non-existent. The noise coming from the main house last night could not be hidden from Shangguan Jieci and Meng's father and mother who lived in the side room.

Early in the morning, knowing that Xiaozui was going to the other side with Wang Zhong, Shangguan Jieci did not even go to open the shop. Instead, he stayed at home with Xiaozui and helped her pack her things.

But after packing up, Shangguan Jieci couldn't bear to see Xiaozui running back to the west bank which had already been occupied by the Japanese, so he asked this question.

"Yeah!" Xiaozui nodded.

"The West Coast is now occupied by the Japanese devils. Those Japanese devils are inhumane. I heard that they will not let go of any woman with a little bit of beauty on the West Coast. You are so beautiful. It's too dangerous to follow them, right?"

Shangguan Jieci was not cursing Xiaozui when he said this, but he sincerely wanted to tell Xiaozui about the dangers on the other side of the river. Having lived with Xiaozui for so long, Shangguan Jieci really couldn't bear to see this lovely and kind girl fall into the clutches of the Japanese.

Xiao Zui said, "Brother Chong will protect me."

"If the guerrillas are really defeated, everyone will be fine, but I will never let myself fall into the hands of the devils."

As he was talking, Xiaozui took out a dark, long wooden box from the closet. The box was not big and was not locked. Xiaozui opened the box, and a good-quality Continental revolver appeared in front of Shangguan Jieci. Next to it were three magazines, all filled with bright orange bullets.

I saw Xiaozui pick up the gun, skillfully put the magazine into the gun, then pull the bolt and push the bullet into the gun.

Then he held the gun with both hands, took a few quick aiming shots, lifted up his shirt, and inserted the gun in front of his lower abdomen.

"You..." Shangguan Jieci was stunned by Xiaozui's skillful movements and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xiaozui explained: "This gun was given to me by Brother Zhong. When I go up the mountain to collect herbs during the day, I will practice shooting in the mountains. At night, I often practice disassembling and cleaning guns at home."

"If I lose the battle, I have this gun. Even if I can't hit the enemy, I can use it to kill myself and won't let myself fall into the hands of the enemy."

When Xiaozui said this, her pretty face was full of indifference, as if she didn't care about life or death at all. Even if she died immediately, she wouldn't care at all.

Shangguan Jieci looked at Xiaozui with some confusion.

Xiao Zui said: "As long as I can be with Brother Zhong, I am willing to die immediately."

Shangguan Jieci fell silent. She couldn't bring herself to say any words of advice. Instead, she began to examine her relationship with Milong.

If Lei Bao'er hadn't existed, would he have willingly followed Milong to the other side like Xiaozui? Would he have remained so calm and even willing to accept the possible death?

Shangguan Jieci didn’t know the answer. No one could predict what the outcome of something that hadn’t happened would be.

Shangguan Jieci herself was not sure how far she would go for Milong.

In the yard, Wang Zhong was watching Mr. Meng write.

This old man doesn't have many hobbies in his daily life. His only hobby is reading and writing.

The room where he and his mother lived was too small, especially after putting away his room full of books. There was no room for anything else except a bed and a small wardrobe.

Therefore, on weekdays, the old man could only practice calligraphy in the yard. He would write when the wind was blowing, and write again when the wind died down.

"Hold the pen steadily, keep your back straight, keep your body straight, keep your hand holding the pen straight, and keep your heart straight, then the words you write will be straight."

After the old man finished writing a piece of calligraphy, he called Lei Baoer over and taught the child how to write step by step.

In fact, Grandpa Meng has told these things countless times, but Lei Baoer is too young after all, so the old man often reminds him repeatedly so that the boy can remember these things thoroughly.

Wang Zhong, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but shook his head as he looked at the old man's teachings.

“Why, Captain Wang, are you dissatisfied with my teachings?” The old man glanced at Wang Zhong and asked arrogantly.

"No, the old man misunderstood. The old man taught me very well."

What the old man taught was correct, but his teaching method was a bit old-fashioned. He didn't care whether Lei Baoer could understand it or not. He used a cramming method of teaching and stuffed the theories into Lei Baoer's head first.

As for the fact that Lei Baoer cannot understand it now, she will naturally understand it when she grows up.

It’s not that this teaching method is bad, it’s just a bit rigid.

“Then why is Captain Wang shaking his head?” Old Master Meng did not intend to let Wang Zhong go just like that. He heard what happened last night and was furious.

Xiaozui is the prospective daughter-in-law that he and Meng's mother are very optimistic about. The old couple are planning to try to match Xiaozui with their son.

After all, Xiaozui is now Wang Zhong's godsister, the deputy regiment commander's family member, and she is skilled in medicine and works as a military doctor in the army.

In addition, Xiaozui is gentle, virtuous, capable and hardworking. She takes good care of the old couple on weekdays. Her family is also well-off. Although she has not received a systematic education and has a low level of education, she can recognize all the characters.

In the eyes of a stubborn and pedantic old scholar like Mr. Meng, Xiaozui is now the most suitable candidate for daughter-in-law.

Unfortunately, before the old couple had a chance to bring them together, Wang Zhong got there first. The old couple had already found out the true relationship between Xiaozui and Wang Zhong from Xiaozui and Shangguan Jieci, and knew that Xiaozui was just the sister of Wang Zhong's comrade-in-arms. So, there was nothing morally wrong with the two of them getting together.

But the old man was not feeling comfortable.

"Old man, are you crazy?" Wang Zhong was not going to tolerate this rigid and stubborn old scholar.

"Hmph!" Old Master Meng waved his hand, glanced at Wang Zhong, turned around and went into the house with his hands behind his back, obviously not wanting to pay any attention to Wang Zhong.

"Uncle Wang, what happened to Grandpa Meng?" Lei Baoer, who was standing on a stool holding a brush and preparing to practice calligraphy, asked Wang Zhong curiously.

Wang Zhong said: "Nothing, your Grandpa Meng is tired, go back to the house and rest for a while."

"Come, Uncle Wang will teach you how to write a few words."

While teaching Lei Baoer calligraphy, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and a moment later, Long Wenjian ran in hurriedly.

Seeing Wang Zhong, he stopped and walked to the stone table next to him. He poured himself a bowl of water, moistened his throat, suppressed the rising and falling blood, and said impatiently: "I heard from Ayi that you had a firefight with the Japanese. How was the battle?" "Of course we won! We destroyed more than a squadron of Japanese, seized a lot of weapons, and recruited a group of young and strong people."

"We also cut off a logistics supply line at Takeuchi Lianshan, but given the efficiency of the Japanese army, this supply line should have been restored by now."

"Not bad. There are only more than 30 brothers. In just a short period of time, we have destroyed the Japanese supply line and wiped out a squadron." A smile immediately appeared on Long Wenjian's face.

"What about your casualties?"

Wang Zhong said: "Two died, one was seriously injured, and a few were slightly injured. The rest are fine."

"It's just you. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't even think about achieving such a record." Long Wenjian said with emotion.

Wang Zhong said: "Did Ayi tell you about the supplies I need?"

"said!"

"Grenades are fine, but would you like some submachine guns?" Long Wenjian asked.

"A submachine gun without bullets is no different from a fire stick." Wang Zhong shook his head and said, "If you are so rich, why not support us with more grenades and medicines?"

"Grenades and guns are easy to get. They are not difficult to get." Long Wenjian said, "But the medicine is a bit difficult to get, and the price is very expensive."

"How about I send Milong back to you? He has many connections and knows a lot of people."

"Forget it. I can handle this matter myself. Milong will be more useful with you." Long Wenjian shook his head. Although he found Milong quite convenient to use, he didn't necessarily need Milong.

"Have you ever thought about making use of Mike's connections and resources?" Wang Zhong suddenly said.

Long Wenjian was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Use Mike's connections and resources? Why didn't I think of that?"

"But will Mike agree?"

"How do you know he won't agree if you didn't ask him?" Wang Zhong said, "Besides, we're not getting it for free, you just need to pay."

"Mike is an American. He must know more Americans. Most of our guns and medicines are donated by Americans. They must have a way."

Long Wenjian was also helpless. These were clearly things donated for free by the Americans to our country, but many of them could not fall into their hands. Some of them even just showed up at the dock before falling into the hands of bandits across the country.

"How's the soldiers' training going lately?" Wang Zhong changed the subject and asked about the training.

Speaking of this, Long Wenjian had a bitter look on his face, looking at Wang Zhong with resentment: "Originally, the speed could have been even faster, but you took away most of the veterans for me, and none of the remaining ones are reliable. If I want to form combat effectiveness, I still need to practice for a while."

"It's okay. We are not in a hurry. The ones who are in a hurry now are your devils on Nantianmen."

As the two were chatting, they heard footsteps outside again. The person who came was none other than Long Wenjian's adjutant Meng Fanle.

As Long Wenjian became the captain of the Sichuan Army Corps, Meng Fanle also rose in status, from a small messenger to the current adjutant of the regiment commander.

"Report to the head of the group, report to Dean Wu, the grenades and medicines are ready."

"According to the old rules, send them to the woods near the Hades Ferry and leave a few soldiers there to guard them."

"It's the leader!"

Meng Fanle dragged his lame leg, which had not yet fully recovered, out of the yard, one leg high and one leg low, ready to convey Long Wenjian's order.

"and many more!"

Wang Zhong stopped him and asked, "How much medicine do you have?"

"Ten bottles of alcohol, five bottles of iodine, and some gauze and hemostatic cotton."

"That's all?" Wang Zhong asked in surprise.

Meng Fanle said decisively: "That's all."

"Captain, you are too stingy. There is nothing else to give. Gauze and alcohol are definitely more important. If you can give me some amoxicillin, it would be even better."

"Amoxicillin? I want some too, but I have to have it on hand. This medicine is in short supply. A box of medicine is equivalent to a small yellow croaker. If there is an emergency, even a large yellow croaker can be sold." Long Wenjian said unhappily.

Wang Zhong also knew that this matter put Long Wenjian in a difficult position.

“Okay, okay, take as much as you can. I’m not greedy.” Wang Zhong said with a smile.

As the old saying goes, even if the deal fails, the friendship remains.

"By the way, have you been to the mountain?" Long Wenjian asked, pointing to the Nantianmen on the opposite bank.

Wang Zhong nodded solemnly and said, "I did go, but I only observed some surface situations. I dare not determine the actual situation."

Even with Wang Zhong's current abilities, he did not dare to explore the South Heaven Gate at will.

Especially after Takeuchi's plan to dig a tunnel was interrupted by Wang Zhong, the defense on the Nantian Gate became even tighter. It was difficult for even a fly to fly in, let alone a living person like Wang Zhong.

Although he had the blessing of the light body leaping technique, he could not hide from the card issuing personnel who had a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten steps.

Long Wenjian frowned and asked, "Takeuchi is digging on the Nantianmen every day. What do you think he is digging for?"

Cao Lin said: "Underground?"

"typical?"

Long Wenjian said this with his brows still furrowed and a look of confusion on his face.

Wang Zhong said: "No matter what he is doing, what we need to do now is to improve our strength in the shortest possible time and be prepared to cross the river and counterattack at any time."

"What if Yu Xiaoqing refuses to launch a counterattack?" Long Wenjian suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Then let us initiate it!"

"It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself."

"Besides, even if Yu Xiaoqing thinks the same as us, will the Yu family behind him think the same as him?"

"Don't be fooled by Yu Xiaoqing's heroic and selfless appearance. But when the time comes, he may not be able to suppress the people his father sent."

"You mean..." Long Wenjian immediately asked, "Tang Ji?"