Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Night Banquet Section 1 Sasebo

"Fujii-kun, it's really an honor for me to be so familiar with Sasebo!" The supreme commander of the supply base in Kawaguchi Village, Captain Shinzo Ozaki of the Japanese 110th Division's baggage team, smiled and held wine glasses in both hands to express his gratitude to the officer Nakasa on the opposite table.

"Ah, where is it, Sasebo is so beautiful, if it weren't for this holy war, I would like to settle there after retiring, and every day I can face the cherry blossom dumplings and grilled dried fish, on the peak of Mt. Yurikadake, looking at the waves and clear waters, just old for a lifetime, is the most beautiful haode wish!"

Fujii Nakasa also raised the wine glass in his hand, and after saying such emotional words, he squinted and drank the sake in the wine glass, and after putting down the wine glass, he also hummed intoxicated and hummed the minor tune that the boatmen sang when they returned from fishing.

More than a dozen officers present were also infected by the little song sung by Nakasa, and they slapped together and sang it in agreement, Nakasa seemed to be a little drunk, staggered to his feet, opened his military uniform, and danced the fisherman's dance with a mistake.

The big guys are now letting go, since His Excellency the Inspector is so unrigid, it is rare to have such a relaxed moment on the battlefield full of dangers, and they are no longer tense, drinking and drinking, singing songs, and a few of them even stood up and joined in the ranks of dancing.

Yes, this exotic mountain village is worried every day, always on guard against the sneak attack and attack of the Chinese army, and I don't know how many enemies are hidden in the dark mountains all around.

But it's weird enough. How can there be people from the navy and military ports in the army?

Sasebo is a famous military port in Japan. In the 19th century, it was established as a naval garrison. It was still a desolate fishing village, and without the navy's fleet and sailors, Sasebo would not be the prosperous city it is today.

It is not unusual to say that a group of Sasebo fellows in the navy have a party together, and the military port should have naval officers and sailors, but it is a bit strange that so many dozen officers in the army get together to miss the grilled dried fish and all kinds of yusheng.

To explain this situation, we can't help but talk about the old foundation of the Japanese army, the 110th Division.

The 110th Division of the Japanese Army was not a standing division established by the Japanese Army before the full-scale war between China and Japan in 1937. It was formed in 1938 due to the lack of army strength, and was formed by the 10th Division left behind in Himeji City, near Kobe, to be responsible for training and organization, and to put it bluntly, it was derived from the 10th Division.

At that time, a special operations detachment of the 10th Division did not go to the Chinese battlefield to participate in the war, but was trained in Sasebo in Kyushu in the south, and was assigned by the military headquarters to prepare for the landing operation to seize the islands off the coast of Fujian and Guangdong.

After receiving orders to stay at Himeji, the special operations detachment called up more than 1,000 locals on the spot, who later became the main force of the 110th Wing, some of whom were assigned to the division's baggage and engineering teams.

In fact, this kind of thing of people by the sea becoming the army is very common in the entire Japanese army, and it is difficult for a country surrounded by the sea not to recruit people from the sea to become the army!

And our inspector who claims to be from Beiping. His Excellency Fujii Nakasa, but he is too familiar with Sasebo. Because he once studied at the Army Non-commissioned Officer School, he deeply felt the importance of the navy to a country, and went to the military port of Sasebo many times at his own expense to ponder the Japanese navy.

It's just that at that time, this lord who was particularly interested in the navy in the army was not called Fujii, his name was Zhang Desheng, and now his nickname in the Eighth Road is called Old Blind!

Otherwise, people can't be seen, and the sea can't fight! Don't look at the person lying on the side of the road with a broken pocket asking for food, maybe he was also a rich man back then, and he can't guarantee that he will become a character in the future!

The old blind man broke the erhu on his back, led a yellow-haired little girl, and walked the streets and alleys to sell and sing, who would have thought that he was also a high-achieving student who had gone abroad and stayed in the East? With a pair of broken sunglasses and a tuberculosis ghost on his face, who would have thought that this was also the master of the Northeast Army who called those Japanese generals brothers and sisters all day long?

Just the good things he left over from the years in Japan, fooling a few Japanese officers are all cannons and mosquitoes!

It's the 21st century now, some old truths still can't be lost, don't think that the old saying is useless, in the past, don't call Hanako, don't be called Hanako one day, and become the emperor if you don't want to call it, think about it really makes sense.

For example, when I was young, a family fled from the family compound outside the courtyard, occupying a piece of wasteland and even smuggling it to guard the family courtyard to collect rags and beg for a living.

In this way, I also raised a few children, from the shack to the grass house, from the straw house covered with linoleum to the brick and wood house, and when I left the compound, they all built the yard, built a tiled house, and bought a three-wheeled motorcycle.

I heard the old man say the year before last, the family didn't know how, the woman had an uncle from Taiwan, and she dared to love because she had an uncle in Taiwan, who was beaten in the fifties and sixties, and no one dared to marry the girl she raised, so she married the tattered one.

First of all, I contracted the land in the village, set up a company to engage in vegetable development, and the vegetables were exported to Japan and South Korea, and then it became bigger, just catching up with my old man, their state-owned enterprises were not good, and the two of them simply bought the entire state-owned fertilizer factory, which is from fertilizer to land, from vegetable planting to pig raising, all are integrated, and now it is said that the assets are billions.

Turning this to explain a problem, the little devil just felt that he was the first in the world, looked down on the Chinese, felt that as soon as the guns rang out, a Chinese had to listen to them, stupid or not!

Don't look at one by one with a head full of sorghum flowers and rags, there are more capable people! No little devils enter China, these capable people may also be in the nest for a lifetime with their eyes open and closed, and there is no coffin to bury if they die, just because the little devils look down on us Chinese, kill if they want to, and harm if they want to do harm, these capable people have just popped up one by one!

You say that the old blind man speaks with a pure Kyoto accent, and that talking about Sasebo is like taking a picture with a camera, how could these devils think that this is a fake Hachiro! Two months ago, I was still half-dead singing!

It has to be said that it is the blessing of Yang Bangzi, this kid is a lucky general! The old blind man who fell from the sky and a few capable people lifted him who was still squatting and confined more and more able to toss.

At this time, Yang Bangzi and Lao Wuzi stood in the courtyard of the base headquarters, listening to the lively gathering in the house with their ears sideways, and scolded in their hearts! Lao Tzu is standing here pretending to be a guard, you can't eat or drink, you old blind man leading a group of devils, this ghost is crying wolf!

The most annoying thing is that the bursts of fragrance are still wafting to this side, and the stomach of the greedy Yang stick is almost the same as playing a drum!

I couldn't hold it back, when the soldiers who came out of the house served food to the house, Yang Stick jumped over, tore off two chicken legs from the basin, and threw one to the fifth son.

The one who served the dishes was stupid, and he saw such a shameless person for the first time, this is the chicken soup for the chiefs, how can he grab it directly! Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold, Yang Bangzi stared, his face flushed, his throat whimpered, and his hand was raised! It looks scary, like you're going to hit someone!

After scolding a few words, the orderly turned his head and ran into the house.

Yang Bangzi really didn't mean to scare this orderly, he was burned, the stewed chicken just out of the pot, he didn't chew it much, he went down, his face was red and his neck was thick!

Seeing that there was no one in the yard, Yang Stick danced and jumped on the ground! He was still whispering and pointing to his mouth, and the old five son saw that it was broken! I must have been stuck in my throat by a chicken bone!

It's just that I swallowed it too quickly, the bone joint on the chicken leg was stuck in my throat, and the bones were also hot, which could destroy Yang's stick! I can't scratch or scratch it, it hurts and I hold my breath!

The black light is blind, although there are wind lamps and bonfires or something, I can't see the throat clearly, the old five sons looked at Yang Bangzi's face was suffocated like a purple eggplant, and he was in a hurry, Yang Bangzi stuck his neck with his hand, and he couldn't cough out if he wanted to, so he only smashed his chest with his fist.

Pregnant! When the fifth son saw Yang Bangzi knocking on his chest, he had a move, and went around behind Yang Bangzi, and his heart was a palm!

Yang Bangzi was still vomiting there, Leng Buding was slapped on the back, his eyes were dark, his head was dizzy, his throat was tight at first, and immediately a piece of something was spit out of his mouth! (To be continued......)