"A soldier's duty is to obey orders!”
Wang Yong once again repeated the words that Chen Li had emphasized from the beginning. Then, he checked the Somi submachine gun in his hand and carefully wiped the sweat on the handle with a towel. Then, he looked at the courtyard door...
He had already repeated the same action over and over again.
The soldiers of the fourth squad who were also sitting on the stools were also nervous.
Ever since he received the combat mission from Regiment Commander Chen Li in the morning, Yong Wang's adrenaline had increased by several times.
Whether it was kidnapping all the medical staff in the hospital or kidnapping the telegram operator in the telegram office, everything was taboo in any era.
Attacking the imperial court's mechanism, the lightest punishment is to go to jail, the worst is to lose your head.
Compared to Chen Liujin's mission, Wang Yong suddenly felt that the pressure on him seemed to be much lighter.
In Wanping City, everyone knew that the eldest young master Chen Li would bring Chen Qingyue to the hospital whenever he had nothing to do.
Moreover, Wang Yong, who used to be Chen Li's bodyguard, had seen it with his own eyes. Those doctors were extremely respectful to the young master. They were also full of praise for the green plum tree that the young master had gotten for them. They even asked for it at a high price.
He thought that if he brought people to the hospital and invited them in the name of the young master, there was no need to use violence or even guns, right?
Even though he had such thoughts, Yong Wang did not let his guard down.
One had to know that Young Master had been daring to do anything since he was young. Some time ago, he even sent him to protect a foreign woman to sell cannons in Shanghai. He dared to do this under the discipline of Old Master and Uncle Huang.
Now that the old master had already gone on a long journey and did not know when he would return, it would not be too much for him to torment himself.
The mission seemed simple, but the Japanese soldiers outside the city were firing guns and cannons all day long. There was also the Northwest Army in the city, which was the 29th Division. If they were not careful, they would be in big trouble.
Therefore, Wang Yong and his subordinates did not dare to let go of their guns for even a moment, no matter what they did or ate.
He waited from morning to noon, then from noon to evening. The sky was almost dark, but he didn't receive any news of a fight.
Wang Yong became more and more anxious as he waited.
The person who was sent to the city wall to observe the movements of both sides was a clever and practical person. He followed him when he was on the escort mission. It was impossible for him to miss the news or escape.
The only possibility was that they really didn't fight.
At this time, the nurses and doctors in the hospital had to go home, and those who had to go to their residences had gone to their residences. At that time, it would be difficult to carry out the mission. If one of them was missed…
Then what would face him next would be the young master's violent anger.
There were even a few times when Yong Wang couldn't hold back his anxiety. He even wanted to directly run to his young master and ask him what to do if they didn't fight.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had seen others being taught a lesson by his young master several times, he would ask him every question. When they encountered difficulties, they wouldn't think of a solution immediately. Instead, they would find a bunch of reasons to ask their superiors.
Wang Yong really went to ask directly. Even now, he still had some thoughts of asking what to do even if he had to endure being scolded.
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Bao Haiyan, who was wearing a camouflage helmet and camouflage clothes, stood on the city wall of Wanping. In his left hand was a telescope temporarily given by his superiors, and in his right hand was a pancake.
Bao Haiyan stared at the ghost's figure through the binoculars while eating the cold sesame seed cake. He felt his eyes ache.
He was sent here by Yong Wang early in the morning to observe the movements of the Japanese. Once he found out that the Japanese and the 29th division were fighting, he would immediately report back.
In the end, from morning to noon, and from noon to now, Bao Haiyan realized that he had only been looking at it foolishly. He did not fit in with everything around him.
Compared to the neat khaki-colored military uniforms of the Japanese, there were also the gray military uniforms of the 29th division that had been washed until they were a little white.
His military uniform, which was made of excellent fabric and workmanship, was dyed in such a strange color that one would think it was full of patches if one did not pay attention.
Bao Haiyan, who was usually reluctant to buy new clothes, naturally felt that it was a pity. He even thought of spending some money to dye it again. Many people in the army thought so, but no one dared to disobey the military order.
Then, Bao Haiyan saw that the Japanese's drill was too much. A portion of them acted as the troops guarding Wanping, while another portion acted as the attacking troops. They were fighting there.
At first, it was quite interesting, but after a while, it was still a little boring and even tiring. Fortunately, the troops of the Third Battalion had a good relationship with the Wanping Security Regiment, so no one chased him away. From time to time, there were even soldiers who would chat with him to relieve his boredom.
A kind-hearted officer noticed him. After asking a few questions, he asked someone to bring him an empty ammunition box for him to sit on. He felt a little more relaxed. He even sent someone to bring him some dry food, which was called sesame seed cakes.
However, the sky was almost dark, and there was still no fighting. The soldiers of the 3rd Battalion who were on sentry duty on the city wall had already changed their positions, while Bao Haiyan was in a dilemma.
Let's go back? If a fight broke out as soon as he returned, it would be a black mark on his head, Wang Yong, who used to bring him along.
However, if they didn't go back, they couldn't stay here the next day if they didn't fight tonight.
Why don't we watch for a while longer? If they really can't fight, then go back and report.
Bao Haiyan had this thought and kept guarding.
Unknowingly, it was already close to dawn. There were no more gunshots outside the city. The city gates had long been closed. Even the 3rd Battalion's barracks had long blown the lights out horn.
The night was so dark that no scenery could be seen through the binoculars. Bao Hai Yan leaned against the city wall and rested with his eyes closed.
At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of fighting. He only had a little thought of shamelessness.
He had been tormented enough during this period of time. At first, it was inhumane training, and then he was dragged to dig holes day and night. It was not easy to have a lighter job, so he naturally had to enjoy it.
If he went back tomorrow and said that he had been guarding the city wall for a whole night and was sleepy and tired, he believed that Brother Wang Yong would not be so heartless as to insist that he had to dig that damn hole in the day.
In fact, Bao Haiyan did not know that even those in the class who did not have to come to the city wall to observe the enemy's situation had rested for a day today. They did not have to dig tunnels at all.
There were more than 500 people working underground at the same time, so there was no difference between the dozens of them.
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In this era where there was no entertainment, Chen Li had long learned to sleep at nine or ten o'clock, except when he invited those low-level military officers.
But tonight, he was not sleepy at all.
The room that belonged to him in the tunnel was installed with electric lights and was reinforced with wood that was stronger than other places. The bed and blanket were moved over directly.
Outside the door, two guards were standing. In the room, there were two people sitting. They were Qian Duoduo and Qian Buduo.
Chen Li couldn't be bothered to communicate with them. Although their brains seemed to be starting to come to life, it was still unreliable to discuss this matter with them.
No one understood the pain of a transmigrator. They knew what would happen, but no one could discuss it.
What Chen Li was struggling with now was why it was clearly the July 7 Incident. Why hadn't it happened yet when it was already twelve o'clock?
Could it be that his arrival had changed history?
Of the cannons sold in Shanghai, only a few would end up in Song Zheyuan's hands.
Then, during the three-day clearance sale, Song Zheyuan only bought 30 cannons. Most of the sales that created a profit were sold outside the city.
M2 heavy machine guns were not sold much. Song Zheyuan seemed to be uninterested in these weapons. After buying fifteen of them, there was no more activity.
On the contrary, he bought a lot of handguns, which were also commonly known as box cannons.
Also, I purchased some Mauser 98K rifles.
It didn't make sense that the Japanese would give up on causing trouble in Pingjin just because the 29th division had strengthened their weapons!
There was a pile of paper in front of Chen Li. It was filled with many clues that he had written. He wanted to find the reason. If the trajectory of history had really changed, then he might really have to consider whether he should find a safe place to hide and sell firearms.
From Chen Li's point of view, during the Anti-Japanese War, whether it was the Central Army or the Northwest Army, a lot of information was actually given to the devils personally.
Take the 29th division of the Northwest Army for example. From time to time, they would invite the high-ranking generals of the Japanese to their own encampment for a banquet. They would even start negotiations during the banquet.
This kind of behavior, which would be seen as treason in the future, was actually a norm at this time.
Chen Li did not realize that he knew that the July 7 Incident happened on this day, but he did not remember when it happened.
And in this spacetime, the only one who could change this seemed to be him.
The problem was that he didn't know what he had done that caused the July 7 Incident to not happen on time.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the door."" I want to see the regiment commander immediately. The Japanese are really attacking. It's said that a Japanese soldier who was in a drill went missing. They want to enter Wanping City to search."
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