Located between Xiangcheng and Linying counties in the west of Xuchang, there is Dawangzhuang. It is the largest village within dozens of miles, with nearly a hundred households in the village. There is a small river to the north of the village, which is a tributary of Yingshui River. The headquarters and second battalion of the third supplementary regiment of the 24th Division of the National Revolutionary Army are stationed here.
There was a ruined temple at the east end of the village, which was repaired and became the regiment headquarters. Now the leader, Wang Huzi, was anxiously pacing back and forth in the room, scratching the back of his head as he walked.
Wang Huzi is in his forties, short but stocky, with a full beard. There is a scar on the side of his left eye that extends to his cheek.
"It's completely dark. Why haven't you come yet? Will something happen? We have chosen good horses for more than sixty miles. It's time to come back. I said, Old Wu, you are so special Well, just say something. Is the food still warm?"
"Hey, it's sixty miles to go and sixty miles to come back. This man will rest his horse without resting. Don't worry. You don't know what Shanzi is doing? The food is all ready-made. I'm keeping it warm in a steamer. Here we go. Just eat." Huotoujun Lao Wu was Wang Huzi's old brother when he was a bandit, and he had no scruples about what he said.
Just as he was talking, he heard the sound of horse hooves and voices in the distance, and Wang Huzi went out to greet them.
Old Wu said angrily from behind: "You are the regiment leader, how can a regiment leader greet the soldiers. Just wait in the room and let them in."
Wang Huzi ignored him and shouted when he went out: "Is it Shanzi? Shanzi."
"Hey, Captain, we are back."
"Where are people? How are they doing?"
"They're all here."
Following the sound of talking, a group of people walked in. Wang Huzi laughed happily, rubbed his hands and said, "It's good to be here, it's good to be here."
Zhou Wen could clearly see the various expressions of Captain Wang from a distance, and quickly pulled Xu Dacheng to walk in front of Wang Huzi, stood at attention, saluted, and said loudly: "Report to the captain, recruits Zhou Wen and Xu Dacheng are reporting to you. .”
This move stunned a group of young and old at the regiment headquarters. There's something wrong with the plot. What's the deal with being frightened? What about crying for father and calling mother? Isn't this just for arresting Ding? This is the feeling of finding an organization.
Especially the young man who reported loudly. Although he is thin and small, he stands upright, has a military salute that is either standard or handsome, and has a calm gaze. Is this a captured student? It feels more like a soldier than a soldier.
Wang Huzi was stunned, and the smile stayed on his face for a long time without any reaction. The various white-faced and red-faced tactics, coercion and inducement, big sticks and sweet dates, etc. that were discussed before were no longer used.
Lao Wu's coughing sound came from behind. Wang Huzi reacted instantly and said: "Well, um, oh, are you hungry? Come into the house, hurry up, who, Lao Wu, bring the food?" Come on up, let’s eat, hehe, let’s eat.”
After everyone sat down around the table, Wang Huzhu asked Gao Xiaoshan to bring a wine can and fill everyone's bowls with wine. Then he picked up the wine bowl and said: "Two...well, two little scholars, I, Wang Huzi, am an old man, so I won’t say those vain words. One thing I mean is that everyone is looking forward to your coming, and I won’t wrong you, so I’ll just stay in peace for now.
The second meaning is that if you need anything, just ask, and as long as the group has it, try to be satisfied. In short, as long as we stutter, we will never let you go hungry. Come on, do it. "
"Dry!"
"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."
There are not many dishes on the table but the portions are sufficient. They are all seasonal vegetables and side dishes. The meat dishes include a large pot of braised chicken and a large bowl of braised pork head.
Wang Huzi looked at Zhou Wen and Zhou Wen who were munching, and nodded with satisfaction. This is how a half-grown child should behave. What happened just now shocked me. So he asked, "Scholar Zhou was from a military background?"
Zhou Wen hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, sat up straight and replied: "Reporting to the captain, I am not from a military background, my family is in business. But I have liked to play with my uncle in the arsenal since I was a child. He was in charge, and many veterans fawned over him and were willing to teach me. So I learned a lot of military ways."
"You're welcome, keep eating, let's talk while eating." Wang Huzi was even more satisfied at this time. This little scholar knows how to advance and retreat, and knows the rules.
"Can you shoot?"
"I know how to fight, and I've fought a lot."
"Oh? What kind of shooting have you done?" Wang Huzi became more interested now.
"The rifle has hit the old sleeve, made in Hanyang, Ying 77, Shui Lianzhu, and the Type 38 of Little Japan. The machine gun has hit the Czech-made, crooked handle, Lao Maozi's turntable, and Maxim. The short gun has hit the shell gun, Bastard box, Browning, well, it’s the big-eyed luzi.
Oh, and I also played the flower trap. But the best shot was the rifle, which almost never failed at a distance of 200 meters. The veterans said I was a natural marksman. "
Everyone at the table stared wide-eyed, the plot was wrong again. Wang Huzi's heart was crushed by ten thousand grass and mud horses. The three views that had just been corrected were instantly shattered into pieces.
"By the way, I've also fired artillery. I've also fired mountain artillery and mortars." Zhou Wen touched his head sheepishly and added some more ingredients.
Wow! The jaws of people at the table dropped to the floor.
Zhou Wen knew that now was not the time to be modest, so he first reported all the light and heavy weapons that the Chinese army could expect in this era. If you don’t take advantage of this moment to speak out, it will be difficult to explain when you use it in the future. Moreover, these weapons were used by mercenary Zhou Wen in the shooting club.
Seeing that everyone was still in a daze, Zhou Wen looked at Wang Huzi carefully and said softly: "How about we find a time to try tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Let's try it and open our eyes. How about tomorrow morning?"
Wang Huzi was immediately satisfied with Zhou Wen again.
I was just thinking about how to open this mouth. If you bring it up yourself, it means you don't trust people. If you are really bragging and are exposed, it will be difficult to deal with. Scholars are so thin-skinned.
This is good, he brought it up on his own, and we didn't bully anyone.
After everyone finished eating and drinking, Wang Huzi asked Gao Xiaoshan to take Zhou Wen and others to pick out military uniforms, and asked Lao Wu to help clean up the room where they slept.
Gao Xiaoshan took Zhou Wen and two people to the back of the regiment headquarters. There is a row of houses parallel to the regimental headquarters. There is a light on in the far right room, but the other rooms are dark and locked.
Gao Xiaoshan shouted: "Mr. Zhou, are you still awake?"
The door to the lighted room opened, and a man in a long coat with thick eyes came out. He was in his thirties, tall and thin, with a slightly hunched back. He squinted and looked here.
"Oh, it's Shanzi, what's the matter?"
"I'm bringing two new police officers to receive military uniforms. Please open the warehouse door."
Entering a nearby room, Mr. Zhou held up a lantern and hung it on a pillar in the middle, and asked them to go in and choose. The full set of military uniforms included a large cap, a pair of leggings, a belt, coat, trousers, underwear, that is, a close-fitting jacket and trousers. Two pieces of each, two pairs of cloth shoes.
Zhou Wen specially got two extra leggings. After they finished selecting, Mr. Zhou made a note in the book and asked Gao Xiaoshan to put his fingerprints.
Gao Xiaoshan glanced at the pile of clothes that were a little messy due to their fitting of clothes and shoes, and said apologetically: "Mr. Zhou, I have caused another mess for you." "It's okay, Xiu'er's mother will clean it up tomorrow."
After they left, Mr. Zhou returned to his room, and a female voice came from inside: "Who is it? It's so late, I almost woke up Xiu'er."
"It's Gao Xiaoshan. He brought two young men to receive military uniforms. Hey, they are all clean-skinned sons from good families. They may be students, and they were kidnapped to serve as soldiers. What a sin!" After saying that, he blew out the lamp and entered the back room. .
