Chapter 14: Advanced (12)

The conditions of the military commander's Yichun station are indeed very bad, the wing rooms are low and damp, the walls are mottled, the roof has no ceiling, and the sky outside can be seen from the cracks in the tiles. The facilities in the room are simple, there is no bed, no table, only a large stool, tiger-shaped feet, drum-shaped edges, you can know that there is quite a history at a glance. Except for this large stool, the wing room was empty, and there was not even a kettle.

Mo Di's two backpacks were thrown on the bench, and the military commanders were not even interested in opening and inspecting them, and on the train, they had witnessed the Japanese carefully inspecting them, and even if they checked them again, they would not have checked out more than the Japanese. In the evening, the guy who hugged Mo Di on the train before, the big man who was called stupid and big by the Jianghu people took Zhou Shiming out, went to Gulou West Street to buy some food and came back, and had a meal with Mo Di very particularly. Zhou Shiming was very willing to spend money, knowing that the Japanese army's military coins could still be used in Yichun, and he couldn't wait to spend all the remaining military coins in his hand. I bought a big bowl of tamales, a portion of golden meat, and a whole Yichun Cihua chicken. I also bought a small bottle of Yuanzhou Pickled Snake Wine, the staple food is fried noodles that are very popular with the locals. A lot of things, looking at the stupid big eggs and other military command agents, drooling, scolding the severed head food, and eating it is not good to die.

Sitting on a big stool, one person sits on one end, the vegetable powder is placed in the middle, there is no cup, Mo Di drinks directly to the bottle mouth, Zhou Shiming was frightened during the day, and also drank two sips, his little face was red, and he was dripping red.

Before, Director Sun Peng came over to Mo Di with the prepared telegram, and Mo Di glanced at it, it was a simple official document style. Because the other party receiving the telegram was too big, the telegram from the Yichun Station of the Military Commander was also relatively polite, and the content was: Tai Jian, commander of Yang Sen of the 27th Group Army: There is one person captured by our station, who claims to be Chen Silou, deputy chief of staff of the 11th Brigade of the Anqing Puppet Army. In order to avoid accidental injury, they are allowed to prove themselves. The self-witness is Yang Hanlie, the second son of Chief Yang, and whether he can issue evidence or not, please decide whether Chief Yang can decide. Sun Pengju of the Yichun Workstation of the Military Control Bureau. Mo Di asked Director Sun to bring a pen, changed a few words, and changed Lieutenant Colonel Chen Silou, deputy chief of staff of the 11th Brigade of the Anqing Puppet Army, to Colonel Mo Di, chief of staff of the 48th Army of the Fifth Theater. Sun Pengju took the revised draft of the telegram, looked at the name on it, looked at Mo Di in front of him, and then thought about what Mo Di talked about with the Japanese military police on the train, and his face was puzzled.

Sun Pengju asked people to take the telegram to the main courtyard and ask for help from the staff office of the 95th Division of the 37th Army, which was a subordinate of the 27th Group Army, and it was more convenient for them to have a shortcut to communication.

After dealing with these miscellaneous matters, it was getting late, and Sun Pengju asked people to detain the two people into the small room, arrange the staff on duty, and rest and get off work. Before getting off work, he made a special trip to the door of the small box and said a few polite words to Mo Di. Mo Di once again refused the cigarettes handed over by Director Sun, and also entertained two sentences, Sun Pengju was too fake, knowing that the conditions of the wing room were too poor and not knowing how to improve it, it was better not to say a few words.

Yichun's tamales are really good, the color is red and bright, the meat is crispy, the rice noodles are glutinous, spicy and delicious, and the taste is delicious. Mo Di ate one meal and praised it several times. Golden meat, the name is very rich, in fact, it is fried meat, wrapped in eggs, fried in the high-grade tea oil, the color is like gold, the difference is that Yichun golden meat is not for the purpose of frying meat, but the fried meat is mixed with the soup sauce and steamed slowly over low heat, the golden meat after steaming is golden in color, the taste is crispy, the meat is soft, and the hot juice is delicious. Cihua chicken is very general, boiled first and then fried, there is not much remarkable, to the fried chicken millet pepper under the flavor enough, a mouthful, full appetite, must use wine, in order to neutralize.

"Tonight, Mrs. Grievance suffered with me!" Mo Di said.

Zhou Shiming shook his head and said: "In the past, I often heard that the people of the military commander were despised, but later I met Xu Ping and them, and my impression of the military commander changed greatly. ”

Mo Di put his finger to his lips, which means that the wall has ears, and he can't say more.

Zhou Shiming stuck out his tongue, knowing that he didn't take into account the occasion, this kind of words, if he was not careful, would bring trouble to himself.

After dinner, he cleaned up the stool and pulled out the stool against the wall by half a foot. Then Zhou Shiming took out a few thick clothes in the backpack, put them on the stool, and put a backpack on one end of the stool against the wall to become a backrest. Sitting on a bench, leaning against the old wall, it was a little too cold. Mo Di probably understood what Zhou Shiming meant, and put another backpack between the stool and the old wall, and it would be more comfortable to have a place to lean on. Zhou Shiming shook his head, took down the backpack that Mo Di had put down, put it aside, sat down first, leaned on the backpack he had placed, and then told Mo Di: "You lie down first, pilllow my legs, the stool is not long enough, you have to shrink your feet a little." Mo Di said, "I'll sit, you lie down." Zhou Shiming smiled and said, "Let's take turns, you lie down first, today, you are tired." Mo Di obediently lay down, his head resting on Zhou Shiming's lap. Zhou Shiming gently pressed the top of Mo Di's head, maybe it was comfortable, maybe it was Yuan Zhou snake wine that played a role, and soon Mo Di fell asleep.

It was already dark, there was no light in the small room, and a faint light came in from the window, and the light and shadow were swaying, which was the fire and oil of the horse lamp.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, followed by the cracking of the door against the wall, and the light of several flashlights came in from outside the door.

"Who the fuck kicks the door!" The military commander agent on duty shouted and asked. Usually there are no people in the small box, and there are no night duty personnel in this Yichun workstation, and the military commander's spies are usually not willing to take people in the small box, in fact, the people are detained by themselves, and whoever is unlucky is unlucky. Whoever is on duty has the turn to go home to eat a bowl of hot rice, and those who live close will send food, and those who live far away can only buy a bowl of fried noodles outside to satisfy their hunger. The military commander Yichun Station has been open for so many years, and no one has come to kick the door at night, and the spy on duty was a little surprised and ran out of the main house.

"Salute, sir!" The spy walked out of the room, and was illuminated by a few flashlights, and his eyes were glazed. blocked the light with his hand in front of his eyebrows, and finally saw clearly that the person in front of him was none other than the boss of this compound, and even the boss of the entire Yichun, the deputy commander of the 37th Army and the commander of the 95th Division, Lieutenant General Luo Qi. Why did this great god come here, it can't be that he went to the wrong door!

"Where is Mo Tianzong from the 48th Army?" Lieutenant General spoke.

The spy didn't understand, and he didn't know why. Mo Di in the small room understood, not only understood, but also heard that this person's accent should be a fellow Guangxi countryman. People in Guangxi know that people who can speak Guiliu official dialect have a special charm when they speak northern official dialect. Guangxi is divided into Guiliu dialect area and Cantonese-speaking area, if you are a Guangxi person in the Cantonese-speaking area, speaking the northern official dialect, it is not a charm, but a strange taste. This person's accent is obviously from Guangxi in the Cantonese-speaking area. If people in the Cantonese-speaking area of Guangdong speak official dialect, which is also different from Guangxi's, Guangdong's official language of communication is Cantonese, and they speak official language without a Guiliu accent, which is completely a mixture of northern official dialect and Cantonese Cantonese. People in Guangxi's Cantonese-speaking areas, such as Guiping, Wuzhou, speak the northern official dialect differently, because the official language of communication in Guangxi is Guiliu dialect, so the people in these places, especially the people on the scene, can speak some Guiliu dialect more or less, and when they speak the northern official dialect, they obviously have a Guiliu accent. Mo Di is a native of Guilin, and he can hear it when he hears it.

The sound of kicking the door open, Mo Di woke up from his deep sleep, immediately stood up, and walked to the window, he had a hunch that these people were coming for himself. Hearing the other party's question, Mo Di smiled, and sure enough.

"Which one is it? Hundred longevity is invincible here. Mo Di replied in a long voice, he couldn't see the other party's chest epaulette, but he could see that it was a big commander with a team of junior officers, not a messy guard.

"Invincible Mo Tianzong?" changed the accent, it is no longer the northern official dialect, but the Guiliu official dialect, or you can understand it as soon as you hear it, it is the Guiliu dialect spoken by people in the Cantonese-speaking area.

"Open the door." This sentence was addressed to the special agents on duty in the military command.

The military commander spies hurriedly ran over and opened the door.

Mo Di walked out.

The leading soldier walked over, and it was still the previous Jiasheng Guiliu words: "I am the commander of the 95th Division, Wuzhou Luoqi,"

Roach! Mo Di immediately reacted, this is a limited number of people in Guangxi who serve in the Central Army. For the high-ranking generals of Guangxi, the invincibles have all studied, although they have not met, they know everything they should know, they can remember everything they should remember, and a large amount of information is like a treasure. Like Gan Lichu, he graduated from the first phase of Huangpu, his ancestral home is also Rong County, and his father Luo Yuan was the director of the Wuzhou Health Bureau and the director of the city hospital, so he calls himself a Wuzhou person. Mo Di immediately stood upright, because he was not wearing a military uniform, he could not salute, so he bowed in a Japanese style and said: "Mo Di has seen General Zhenxi!" ”

"Sure enough, it's invincible Mo Tianzong?" Rocky asked.

"It's like a fake." After Mo Di replied, he said with a smile: "Mo Mou's image, it is estimated that no one is willing to pretend." ”

"Hahahaha." Roach laughed: "Let's go, change places, this is not for people." ”

Mo Di called Zhou Shiming out, saw Luo Qi, and said: "This is my Guangxi fellow, the famous Zhao Zilong division commander Luo Qiansui." ”

"I've seen General Luo." Zhou Shiming was generous and lightly blessed.

"Brother and sister don't need to be polite, when I arrived in Yichun, it was my fault that I let you be wronged." After Luo Qi finished speaking, he asked Mo Di to take a flashlight in, packed his luggage, and took it out. The military commander spy wanted to say something, but was pushed back by Roach's attaché.

"General Zhenxi received a call back from General Yang Sen of the 27th Group Army, so he came to rescue me?" Mo Di asked.

Luo Qi shook his head and said, "I went back to the camp after eating outside, and went to the confidential office to see if there was any new telegram news, and I saw a telegram from the Yichun Station of the Military Commander requesting to be sent to Commander Yang on my behalf. As soon as I saw that it was the invincible enemy of the 48th Army, our old army in Guangxi, I came over, whether it was true or not, I will take it over first, and then I will stay in the ghost place of the military commander for two days, and I will shed my skin if I don't die. Although I haven't met you before, as soon as I see a real person, I can almost be sure that you are Mo Di himself. If I'm mistaken, you're a fake, it's great, this bullet, I'll take it for the army. ”

Mo Di laughed, this Luo Qiantose is really a military character, simply simple.

Luo Qi's 95th Division was originally a unit in the northwest of Ningma, and the Ningma unit was very good at close-quarters combat, although a large number of Whampoa officers were transferred during the reorganization, and the division gradually changed from a local miscellaneous to a quasi-central lineage, and the tradition of white-knuckle fighting was retained. Luo Qi has a very good set of military training, and he has been the commander of the 95th Division for six years, and he is known as "Luo Chitose" in the 95th Division. After Luo Qi's transformation, the 95th Division took on a new look, and was also known as the "Dangyang Army" because of its long-term garrison in Nanyang, Henan. In the second Battle of Changsha, a company of the 283rd Regiment of the 95th Division encountered two squads of the Japanese Araki Detachment at close range in a forest in Yokota Town, and the two sides launched a fierce and bloody white-knuckle battle, which lasted for nearly an hour. In this battle, our side suffered more than 60 casualties, 94 Japanese soldiers were killed, almost all 108 people in two squads were killed, and Uehara Nakasa, the commander of the Japanese army, was also nailed to a big tree with three bayonets. This battle caused a sensation in the entire theater, and the "Dangyang Army" really had the courage of Zhao Zilong and Dangyang Nagasaka, and since then the 95th Division has won the reputation of "Zhao Zilong's Division".

Walking into the reception room of the 95th Division, Mo Di asked Zhou Shiming to take off the strap, handed over his faction and the notice to return to Guilin to participate in the supplementary training to Luo Qi for a look, and said with a smile: "I don't think I will need this bullet." I once fought hand in hand with Jing Jiamo of the 973rd Regiment of the 133rd Division of the 20th Army of the 27th Group Army in Qianjiang, and Yang Hanlie, the second son of Chief Yang Sen, was also there at that time. ”

"So much for the best! It's just that before Yang Hanlie arrives, I can't let you leave freely, I hope you can understand. Taking the invincible Pai Si and the notice and glancing at it, Rock said. turned around and told the adjutant beside him, "Arrange a guest room for Director Mo at the reception and ask for the best treatment." ”

Mo Di nodded, indicating understanding, Luo Qi can do this, he is already very appreciative, at least not in the small room, two people crammed into a small stool to suffer.

At this time, two hundred miles away in Liling, a train with only one carriage was about to leave, and there was a young and handsome young man sitting in the carriage, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but there was a rare ruthlessness at this age, this was Yang Hanlie, the second son of General Yang Sen, who was a curious baby by the Qianjiang River, and had grown into a general who could stand alone.