activa-t Chapter 80: Is Wei Dayong up to something?
Chapter 80: Is Wei Dayong up to something?
"Hello, Commander Li, Commander Kong, I'm Zhao Gang!"
Zhao Gang extended a hand of friendship.
Kong Jie smiled and said, "Welcome Political Commissar Zhao to our Independent Regiment for guidance."
Li Yunlong casually brushed it off, thinking to himself with annoyance: "Damn it, another pale-faced scholar has arrived. No wonder my eyelids kept twitching this morning. My good mood for the day is completely ruined..."
Zhao Gang smiled faintly and glanced at Li Yunlong. Back at headquarters, the commander had said that Li Yunlong was a troublemaker.
Six political commissars were driven away by Li Yunlong in a single year. Anyone working in the Independent Regiment had to be careful, as they might be driven away by him one day.
Zhao Gang said bluntly, "I was lucky to run into Platoon Leader Wang and the others, so we came together. Where is the regimental headquarters? I need to get to work right away."
Li Yunlong said calmly, "No rush, no rush. Let's hold a victory celebration banquet in the First Battalion first, as a welcome ceremony for you."
"That's also acceptable."
Zhao Gang thought about it and realized that the ceremony wasn't important; what mattered was getting to know each other.
He added, "I'll go talk to Captain Wu and the others from the county brigade first. They've put in a lot of effort in fighting the Japanese this time. I hope Commander Li can keep the comrades from the county brigade here to attend the victory celebration banquet."
Li Yunlong nodded.
After Zhao Gang left, Li Yunlong couldn't help but mutter to himself, "No wonder my eyelids kept twitching today, turns out this thing popped up..."
Zhang Dabiao and Wang Yousheng didn't dare to say anything, but they couldn't help wanting to laugh.
Because of the unequal rank, they were not qualified to discuss their superiors.
Kong Jie chuckled and teased, "Old Li, you should be grateful! Our Independent Regiment is currently lacking political officers, and it's an honor for our regiment that Political Commissar Zhao can come and guide our work."
"Honor? Honor my ass! You heard it yourself, he said, 'I need to get to work right away.' Work, huh, Lao Kong! I'd like to see how he works."
Kong Jie laughed and said, "Old Li, that's not right of you. They just arrived, and you're already giving them attitude. That's not good."
"Go away, you talk too much."
As Li Yunlong spoke, he noticed that many soldiers were looking over, so he quickly stopped.
"Alright, comrades, you've all worked hard. Get some rest, and I'll throw you a victory celebration banquet later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers applauded enthusiastically.
But then, at that moment...
A soldier rushed over from the camp's supply depot, looking like the situation was urgent.
"Commander! Something terrible has happened!"
Li Yunlong frowned: "What's wrong?"
"The cooks are fighting with those Central Army soldiers!"
"What?"
Everyone froze in place.
Did those soldiers from the Central Army get into a fight with the Eighth Route Army's cook squad?
What happened?
Immediately, a group of people rushed over to take a look.
……
Let's go back to half an hour earlier.
Since all the soldiers were waiting with Li Yunlong at the village entrance for the troops to return in triumph, the camp was basically empty.
Meanwhile, Wei Dayong and his men, who had been staying at the First Battalion's camp, began to plot something.
Wei Dayong and dozens of soldiers from the Central Army had been living in the First Battalion's camp for several days, eating only coarse food. There was no meat, not even any oil, and they were already fed up with it.
When Wei Dayong heard that the Eighth Route Army had captured over 100,000 jin of grain, he thought about going to the logistics department to get some good food. So, after discussing it with a few soldiers, he went to the cookhouse to find meat to eat, but he ended up getting a cold shoulder.
He led a few companions to the kitchen's courtyard, where they immediately saw the mountain of grain and smelled the aroma of meat emanating from the kitchen. He grinned and hurried into the kitchen.
As soon as he entered, he arrogantly said, "Sir, you've struck it rich! Can't you give us a little something extra?"
When the cook saw that it was Wei Dayong and the others, he didn't stand on ceremony and said, "No rush, no rush, we'll improve your meals tonight."
As Old Xu spoke, he pointed to the steamed white flour buns that had just been steamed on the kitchen stove.
White flour steamed buns?
Wei Dayong and several soldiers shook their heads because they smelled the aroma of meat as soon as they entered the door.
Wei Dayong, with his sharp eyes, immediately spotted a large amount of pork stew with mushrooms peeking out of the pot on the stove, instantly whetting his appetite...
Wei Dayong then asked, "Could you give me some meat?"
Old Xu shook his head and said, "No, this is for Battalion Commander Zhang and the soldiers. They won a great victory and need to be rewarded."
When Old Xu saw that they were staring at the stove, he quickly blocked their way and chased them out.
After shooing them out the door, Old Xu added, "Don't worry, when Battalion Commander Zhang and the others return, I'll make you some meat soup."
It's not that Lao Xu is stingy; if it weren't for the victory, the entire battalion wouldn't have had meat for more than a few meals a year!
Two pigs were slaughtered today, and it was Commander Li who personally gave the order, which shows how much he cares about the combat troops.
Wei Dayong and the others were just staying at the Eighth Route Army's camp. According to their thinking, they still wanted to return to the Central Army. Since they were not part of the First Battalion, it was a great act of kindness to give them some meat soup to try.
After being kicked out, Wei Dayong and his companions couldn't openly rob them, so they left disappointed.
A short while later, one of his companions, Lao He, secretly ran back to tell them that he had eaten meat, and his mouth was dripping with oil as he spoke.
When Wei Dayong asked, he learned that his companion had secretly gone into the kitchen and taken out some meat to eat while Lao Xu was out busy with other things.
They came back to show off after they finished eating!
Their stomachs started rumbling again, and they all fantasized about the taste of meat.
Wei Dayong wondered why the Eighth Route Army had stewed a big pot of meat but not given any to them. Was it because he hadn't joined the Eighth Route Army?
Ultimately, Wei Dayong was still somewhat unruly and not very friendly towards the Eighth Route Army.
So, led by his companion Lao He, Wei Dayong and his group ran into the kitchen to steal food again, only to run into Lao Xu who had returned.
Old Xu was furious and yelled, "How could your Central Army do such a thing? Stealing other people's flesh, have you no shame?"
He then pointed at Wei, the monk who was gnawing on a pork bone, and said, "And you! You're a monk, and you eat meat? You're a disgrace to Buddha!"
After saying that, he pushed Wei Dayong, trying to snatch the pork bones back.
Wei Dayong initially felt guilty, since stealing is not a respectable thing to do.
But once he was pushed, his temper flared up immediately.
A conflict naturally arose between the two sides.
Old Xu was no match for Wei Dayong.
The commotion in the kitchen caught the attention of the village sentries, who came over to check. When they saw that Old Xu had been pushed to the ground by Wei Dayong, they were furious.
At that moment, several sentries surrounded Wei Dayong and attacked him, but none of them were a match for him.
The sentries were furious, and one of them ran back to get reinforcements, bringing back a whole squad of soldiers who then surrounded Wei Dayong and beat him.
Although Wei Dayong didn't suffer any real loss, his companions, who were also accomplices, joined in to help him when he was surrounded.
So when Li Yunlong arrived at the mess hall with his men, he found the two sides locked in a fierce battle, causing chaos and shouting throughout the yard.
Li Yunlong glanced at Wei Dayong and the others dressed in Central Army uniforms, and angrily pulled out his pistol.
A shot was fired into the air.
"Bang!"
"Stop the fucking thing! Are you trying to rebel?!"