The arrival of Lieutenant General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, soon made known to the officers sent by the provincial government and the friendly forces to observe the ceremony, and they realized that the rise of the 1st Guerrilla Corps in Northern Jiangsu was inevitable.

Before, I still looked down on the North Jiangsu Corps, and felt that they could come to the Laush Commendation Conference of the North Jiangsu Corps to give the North Jiangsu Corps a lot of face.

Now seeing that the Theater Command has sent General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, they have all put away their arrogance, and they all took the initiative to go to the place where Director Zhou received the wind and dust.

In the face of these officers of various units and those commissioners and squires who came to talk to Director Zhou, Yang Ling also smiled bitterly, and had to order a few more tables of meals to be made temporarily.

"Chief Zhou came all the way to visit our brothers in the Northern Jiangsu Corps, as the captain of the corps, I thank the commanders of the theater for their care for our Northern Jiangsu Corps, I am here to salute Chief Zhou first!"

Yang Ling naturally wouldn't let those inconsequential people steal the limelight, so after the banquet began, before those commissioners and squires approached, he took the lead in toasting Director Zhou.

Yang Ling, as a landlord, saw him stand up and toast, even if those people around him wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Director Zhou, they were not allowed to turn sideways first and give Yang Ling a place.

"Captain Yang led the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps to win successive battles, especially the recent battle of the first in the world, which showed the majesty of our Chinese soldiers! Commander Yu also asked me, on behalf of my colleagues in the headquarters, to congratulate the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps on their bloody battles, and congratulate you on your great victory! I hope that you will carry forward the tenacious and courageous fighting spirit, fight bravely to kill the enemy, and drive the Japanese out of China at an early date! ”

General Zhou Fu of the Theater Political Department also stood up to raise a glass to Yang Ling, congratulating them on their victory on behalf of the Theater Command.

"Thank you for your care, and I, Yang Ling, on behalf of the brothers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps, will do it first! We will make persistent efforts to kill the enemy! Yang Ling raised his neck as he spoke, and drank a sense of pride.

"Good!" Seeing Yang Ling so crisp and crisp, the people around him applauded.

"Cheers, everyone, congratulations to the officers and men of the Northern Jiangsu Corps on their first victory-" Director Zhou also beckoned everyone to drink.

For a while, the crisp collision of wine glasses sounded, and the aroma of wine spread, although the meals were ordinary dishes, but the wine was good wine.

"Captain Yang, today you asked Director Zhou to wait for you for half an hour, but you have lost the demeanor of the master, so you have to punish yourself three more cups to apologize to Director Zhou, right?"

Seeing that Yang Ling was about to sit down after drinking, Major Adjutant Liu Wei said with a smile.

"Yes, it has to be." The other adjutant also followed suit, which made Yang Ling's heart feel disgusted with them, but since the other party made a move, he had to continue, otherwise he would look petty.

Seeing that his adjutant was still making things difficult for others on such an occasion, Director Zhou's face was slightly gloomy, and he said loudly: "Captain Yang, what they said is joking, don't you mind."

Yang Ling made a look and asked the shopkeeper to fill his wine glass again: "Chief Zhou, these two brothers are right, I did have neglect today, please bear with me, I will punish myself with three glasses first."

Yang Ling said and didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, and he slurped three glasses of wine in a row, winning the applause of the whole house.

General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, is also a soldier, and originally wanted to stop Yang Ling, but seeing that he was not only powerful in battle, but also had such a bold personality, he suddenly fell in love with talent, and also stood up and raised his glass and said: "Everyone, let's have another toast to Captain Yang's boldness!"

Everyone also raised their glasses, and the atmosphere in the lobby of the entire restaurant was warm and extraordinary for a while.

The lights flickered, the room filled with officers and squires, and civilian officials were flushed with alcohol, and the atmosphere became more lively.

"Sir Liu, it's the first time we meet, I'll toast you!"

The scars on his face, Luo Feng, the deputy battalion commander who had just scabbed, saw that this adjutant had been looking for Yang Ling's stubble, and he also walked over with the wine jar.

"You are?"

Adjutant Liu Wei saw this major officer with scars on his face and looked a little fierce, holding his wine glass and feeling a little puzzled, thinking that he didn't know him.

"My name is Luo Feng, the deputy commander of the third battalion of the Northern Jiangsu Corps, and I salute Chief Liu! Please also ask Chief Liu to take care of him in the future. ”

Adjutant Liu Wei is also a major, and Luo Feng is also a major, but Luo Feng deliberately called Liu Wei sir, which greatly satisfied Liu Wei's self-esteem.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

The so-called people who don't talk with smiling faces, since people call themselves chiefs, Liu Wei drank it without thinking about it, but he didn't see the sneer on the corner of Luo Feng's mouth.

"Sir Liu, you eat the vegetables first, and I'll go over there." After drinking, Luo Feng walked away.

But before the major adjutant Liu Wei sat down, the deputy battalion commander Hua Gou came to him again.

"Chief Liu, I am the deputy commander of the second battalion, and I respect you too! I hope that Chief Liu will have a few more kind words in the future......" Hua Gou, the deputy battalion commander of the major, said seriously with a wine bowl.

"Definitely, definitely." Seeing that Huagou was so enthusiastic, Adjutant Liu Wei was also difficult to refuse, so he had to let people pour wine.

"Sir Liu, we are all soldiers, how petty we are with a wine glass, and we look heroic with a bowl!"

As he spoke, the flower dog picked up a sea bowl from the side, poured a bowl of wine and handed it to Liu Wei's hand.

"!" Without waiting for Adjutant Liu Wei to react, Huagou raised his neck and drank all the contents of his bowl.

"Sir Liu, why don't you drink it? Do you look down on my brother? ”

Looking at a bowl of wine, Adjutant Liu Wei complained bitterly, but seeing the flower dog staring at himself after drinking, he also drank it hard.

After all, Major Liu Wei came from the theater headquarters and was the adjutant of the political director Zhou Fu, and those squires couldn't get along with General Zhou Fu, so they chose to stammer, and came over to toast.

Liu Wei, an adjutant who boasted of a good amount of alcohol, was quickly overturned, and Luo Feng and others sneered, daring to find the stubble of the Northern Jiangsu Corps, he was really uncomfortable.

Adjutant Liu Wei and others had their own Luo Feng and their group of officers to deal with, while Yang Ling accompanied Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, to drink with the officers sent by various units.

Yang Ling took the opportunity at the wine table to start acting, and told them that the various battles that their Northern Jiangsu Corps had come to today step by step were as dangerous as possible, and then won sympathy and fought for more supplies.

"Chief Zhou, don't you know, when I first arrived at the third detachment, the entire detachment could shoot more than 30 guns, and it was miserable at that time."

"The brothers have no guns and no bullets, and the devil puppet army is still encircling and suppressing us, we can only fight hard, many brothers have been killed, and the bodies cannot be found." Yang Ling said with a handful of snot and tears, and Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, was also deeply sympathetic.

"Many people say that we are now strong and strong, and they want to fight our autumn wind, saying that we have all-Japanese equipment and artillery, and let the headquarters not give us equipment, but you don't know, the three or eight big covers used by our brothers are all exchanged for their lives, one life and one gun, and many brothers are blown up alive by the devil and their bones are gone."

Yang Ling was talking while drinking, and kept wiping his tears, and the noses of the listeners were sour.

"The brothers sacrificed a class of people for a machine gun, and even sacrificed a class of people just to keep a machine gun, and we have no bullets, all rely on capture, and many brothers will be killed in every battle, but we are poor in northern Jiangsu, and the brothers can only be hastily wrapped in mats and buried when they die, and the brothers don't even have a pension......"

Hearing Yang Ling's complaint, Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, was also very sad: "Captain Yang, don't be too sad, you report to me the list of brothers who died in battle, and I will go to Commander Yu to report for condolences, brothers are fighting for the country, we can't chill their hearts."

"Thank you, Chief, Chief! I thank you for the brothers who died in battle......" Yang Ling hurriedly thanked him, and kept wiping away his tears, how wronged he was.