Anti-Japanese Violent Army

Chapter 2209 Political Commissar's Birthday

Yang Fei hurriedly wanted to talk about this matter with the head of the regiment, Li Jiguang, in person.

When he arrived at the regiment headquarters, he didn't expect that the regiment headquarters was actually eating meat. At this moment, Yang Fei's heart became excited. After all, he hadn't eaten meat for a long time!

"Hahaha!" Yang Fei thought he came at the right time, and hurried in, "Leader! Leader!"

As soon as I entered, I found Li Jiguang and Wang Wei talking against the stove.

Seeing Yang Fei, Li Jiguang asked, "Your kid's nose is definitely a dog's. I'm going to eat meat today. You're here early!"

"Don't talk about other things, today is our old Yang's blessing, and he must have this good fortune!" Said, Yang Fei moved a stool and sat in front of the stove.

"Okay, what's the matter?" Li Jiguang asked.

"Captain, didn't you pay attention to what I told you last time?" Yang Fei asked.

Li Jiguang glanced at him, "What's the matter?" Yes, Li Jiguang has a lot of things, how can he remember Yang Fei once he said it!

Yang Fei frowned, "It's been two months since the relationship, you don't even know the leader!"

"Hurry up, I've been busy lately!" Li Jiguang said.

Wang Wei kept smiling, "What about the two of you, I can't hear any good words from your mouths when we meet!"

"Don't be surprised, this kid is used to being stubborn with me. If he is not stubborn, I really have nothing to do with him!" Li Jiguang said.

"Okay, Battalion Commander Yang, tell me what's going on!" Wang Wei said.

"That's right, last time I told you about the temple in Wenfeng Village, I think this devil has been watching for a long time. If it weren't for Li Mobai's garrison there, the devil would have come to us! "Yang Fei said.

"Wenfeng Temple?" Li Jiguang Wendoa.

Wang Wei also felt that this was the first time he heard about it, "What happened to Wenfeng Temple? Why did the Japanese pay attention to it?"

"I really don't know what to say about this, but to make a long story short..."

With that said, Yang Fei told Li Jiguang and Wang Wei about it again.

After the two of them heard this, they also felt strange. "Since the devil can smell it with a dog's nose, it means a problem!"

Wang Wei said.

"They can't get up early without profit. This time, it's thanks to Li Mobai's battalion in front of you!"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. Seeing that it's almost the end of the year, it's the easiest time to take it lightly. Head, political commissar, you have to help find out if there are any archaeological experts to take a look, otherwise, If the devil really finds something and takes away our cultural relics, it will be troublesome!"

"You're right, I'm going to discuss this matter with the headquarters now, and ask them to send someone over to take a look! But, Yang Fei, please remember, Wenfeng Village must not miss it! If the devil changes hands, It would be too troublesome to take it!" Li Jiguang said.

"Don't worry, the murals in Dunhuang are because I'm not here. If I were, I wouldn't let them get lost!" Yang Fei said.

"You know Dunhuang!" Li Jiguang mocked.

"Head, you are meaningless, I, Lao Yang, have been improving!" After finishing speaking, they all burst into laughter.

Smelling the smell of braised pork outside, Yang Fei's stomach was already too hungry.

The matter has been discussed for a long time, Yang Fei just didn't move his butt, he couldn't wait anymore, so he asked, "I said, when will this braised pork be served, Lao Yang, I have been waiting like this, as if I I have never eaten the same!"

"Haha!" Li Jiguang said, "Today is the political commissar's birthday, so I asked the kitchen to make a bowl of braised pork!"

"Birthday?" Yang Fei looked at Wang Wei, "Political Commissar, why didn't you tell me earlier, if I knew earlier, I would order something for you!"

After looking at it for a long time, Yang Fei fell in love with a watch in his hand, "This watch is for you, political commissar, don't dislike it, this watch is also obtained from the hands of devils!"

"Haha, Battalion Commander Yang, you can keep this watch for yourself. Look, I have a watch on my hand. I know what you mean. The braised pork will be ready in a while, let's eat together!" Wang Wei said.

"Haha, then... I'll be the political commissar!" After speaking, Yang Fei shouted, "What's the matter, why isn't the braised pork still good?"

After a while, a soldier brought it over, "Political Commissar, Commander, the braised pork is ready!"

Yang Fei picked it up and got up quickly, but when he looked at it, the braised pork and potato chunks were astonishingly large. Where's the meat?

Yang Fei smashed the bowl and scratched, "Where's the meat?"

The soldier who came in bowed his head and went out.

Li Jiguang laughed, "Hahaha!"

Yang Fei was a little surprised, "Political Commissar, what's going on?"

"It's the political commissar's birthday today. The braised pork has already been put in the cauldron. The political commissar said that the meat will be eaten by the soldiers. I asked the kitchen staff to stew a little more potatoes. This is a light braised pork! After Li Jiguang finished speaking, he picked up a piece of potato with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, "It really tastes like braised pork!"

Wang Wei smiled, "I'm really sorry, Battalion Commander Yang, next time, if I have extra meat, I will find you to eat meat!"

Yang Fei smiled, "Political Commissar, you are really high-spirited, and it is an honor for us Eight Passers-by to be led by you. I thank you on behalf of the soldiers!" After speaking, Yang Fei picked up the tea, "Old Yang, I will use tea instead of wine, Happy birthday to you!"

"Thank you Battalion Commander Yang!" The three of them clinked glasses, and it was considered a birthday.

On the way Yang Fei left, he kept thinking in his heart that if he really had meat in the future, he must make it up for the political commissar himself. It's really uncomfortable to celebrate this birthday.

He, Yang Fei, celebrated his birthday, at least he could still drink two ounces of wine, but the political commissar did not drink alcohol and quit smoking. Thinking about it, it is really not easy to be so optimistic while living in such poverty.

The sky was getting darker and the clouds were getting denser and denser. Suddenly, snowflakes fell from the sky, and the horse under him galloped fast, exhaling white hot air from its mouth.

Yang Fei smiled, "Let's go, after we go back, I'll give you some delicious food, and we'll celebrate the political commissar's birthday!"

When Yang Fei arrived in Hua'an Town, the snowflakes were falling heavily. He leaned against the stove, and Da Guang came over to ask him how things were going. The political commissar has taken it to heart, how can this matter be sure!"

"That's good, I'm still here to worry about you! It seems that I worry too much!" Da Guang said.

"There's nothing to worry about. Well, if you're fine, follow me to Wenfeng Village. I'm worried that the soldiers will be exhausted in defense. The more they are in this critical position, the less problems will arise!" Yang Fei said.

(End of this chapter)