The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 14 Dad is back

If Hai Rushong's mouth was a lowercase "o" just now, then his mouth now is a capital "O".

She stared at him with wide eyes for five minutes before she stepped forward and pressed her rough palm, which was like a palm leaf fan, on Jiang Cheng's forehead: "My Fei Lan, are you possessed?"

"Is there something wrong with your Jiang family's ancestral graves, or what, that could allow you to say such a thing?"

The words were not bad, but he felt extremely heartbroken when he heard them.

"Why, can I hang out with a chain-smoking man and women all my life?"

Jiang Cheng glared at him in feigned anger, "Let's not talk about this for now. Are those brothers reliable? My uncle and I robbed the Japanese today, and maybe we'll have to check the area the next day."

"Didn't you say you robbed a team that was conducting a secret meeting? Do the Japanese have the guts to do that?"

Hai Rusong disagreed, but still nodded and said, "You can rest assured about the people; the horse farm is extraordinary, and the brothers are all selected one by one from our cavalry battalion."

"I'll be 100% relieved if I give that thing to Uncle Hai. But I have to tell my dad about this."

"That's right..."

Hai Rusong nodded, then raised his hand and hit him on the forehead again, "Boy, you should have done this a long time ago!"

He didn't use much strength, but it still hurt quite a bit when he hit his forehead.

"It hurts so much that I'm going to die..."

After cursing, Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly, "Uncle Hai, I have to leave my uncle here with you. He is seriously injured. It is better not to move him back and forth for a while."

After giving a few more instructions, Jiang Cheng led Gao Wensheng's men out of the horse farm.

They brought out more than 30 elite cavalry battalions to launch a surprise attack, and their numbers were slightly greater than the number of the devils...

In addition, these Japanese soldiers were exhausted and complained continuously, so there were almost no casualties, and only four of them were slightly injured.

It was almost afternoon when Jiang Cheng rushed back to the Xinmin Army Camp. He was starving, and after a fierce battle, he was covered in sweat and blood.

After settling the withdrawn soldiers, as soon as I entered the house, Chen Ma ran up to me in surprise.

She was fetching hot water and handing over towels, anxiously saying, "Master, where have you been? Oh my God...did you have a fight with someone?"

Jiang Cheng grabbed the soap on the wooden shelf and rubbed his hands and face. He washed down three basins of dirty water before changing into the clothes handed to him by Chen Ma: "Chen Ma, I'm so hungry that I can eat a buffalo. Hurry up and get me something delicious!"

"Noodles, big meat noodles, give me more meat."

After hearing the instructions, Aunt Chen walked towards the small kitchen, looking back every few steps. Jiang Cheng knew that she was worried, but he really couldn't explain it to her.

Now, there are several problems before us.

He didn't count the number of Japanese soldiers he killed... but roughly estimated that there were no less than twenty of them.

Killing so many Japanese in one go, and destroying their "big plan", given the petty-minded nature of these Japanese people, how could they let it go?

The incident happened near Xinmin, and it is inevitable that the Japanese will investigate and plot against us openly or covertly...

You have to deal with it carefully.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and soon a smile appeared on his face again:
Of course, we are not afraid of trouble. If the little Japanese come to cause trouble, we can still fight back with our troops and block the water with earth.

If we calculate these bastards a little more, we will definitely be able to squeeze out a lot of benefits; you have to know that the Japanese overseas Chinese in this era are all very rich.

In addition, he was worried about two other things.

The conflict between the 27th and 28th Divisions could not be reconciled, and with his current power and ability, he could only try his best to preserve as much power as possible of their cavalry battalion in this precarious situation.

The second thing is simple, but it is not easy.

Now that he has guns and ammunition, it is roughly estimated that it will not be difficult to form a team of two to three hundred people.

But it is still very expensive to maintain such private armed forces. Without money, just some guns and bullets are not enough to support people, let alone form any combat effectiveness.

Or...wait for dad to come back and discuss it?

Forget it. That fascist might just take all the good stuff from me when he hears that I got it.

While I was thinking with my chin in my hand, Aunt Chen had already cooked a big bowl of sour soup meat noodles and brought it up; in summer, there were abundant vegetables, so she also prepared two refreshing cold dishes.

He swept away all the food like a whirlwind, then Jiang Cheng picked his teeth, took off his shoes and went to bed.

In order to sneak attack the book, I didn't sleep well for a day and a night, and now I feel sore all over and my bones ache.

"Master, you, you didn't cause any trouble outside, did you?"

Aunt Chen was cleaning up the dishes, but she was still a little worried.

"Stop talking bullshit, I'm almost dying of sleep..."

Jiang Cheng hummed and hawed like he was talking in his sleep, and soon he was dreaming about Zhou Gong.

When I woke up, it was already past ten o'clock the next morning.

The soreness and sleepiness were gone, he felt refreshed and full of energy; even if there was another Japanese team, he could still lead them to fight a great battle.

"It's good to be young."

Jiang Cheng stretched his waist and went out. He was staring at the sheets, quilt covers and clothes drying in the yard when he heard the voice of his father Jiang Lanxuan.

"Where did you go crazy again?"

Turning his head sharply, Jiang Cheng was met with his father's angry face. He was shocked: "Dad? When did you come back?"

Behind him were Li Shitou and Yang Hong.

Both of them had their heads down and looked dejected, obviously having been scolded.

"You still think of me as your dad? I might as well just call you dad!"

Jiang Lanxuan stepped forward and was about to hit him, and Jiang Cheng was so scared that he quickly dodged: "Hey, Dad, what are you doing? I didn't go out to cause trouble!"

"They both said that you and Wensheng took a lot of people out to make trouble!"

"What on earth have you been doing?"

Damn, is there someone snitching here?

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel jealous, and he turned his eyes to glare at the two of them, then said, "Dad, can you please ask for clarification if you have any questions in the future? I know you don't trust me, but you, uncle, are always trusting, right?"

"I used to be relieved, but now after what happened, how can I still be relieved? I clearly told you all clearly before I left that you must not leave your post without permission, and that you must patrol the camp strictly and guard the gates!"

"You are ignorant, Wensheng also joined in the fun, and the two deputy battalion commanders also joined in the fun!?"

Jiang Cheng was anxious to explain himself, but this fascist father didn't seem to intend to give him the chance at all. He started yelling at them to prepare stools and whips, saying that he was going to teach this unfilial son a lesson today.

It's bad. Gao Wensheng is now recuperating at the horse farm. This playboy has no prestige at all in front of his father.

If I say something now, will the other party believe me?

"dad!"

Jiang Cheng suddenly yelled, "Can you talk to my son alone?"

"I have the inside story to tell you. If you still want to beat me after listening to it, Fei Lan will not hesitate!"

(End of this chapter)