PFC Chapter 687: Drunkenness
Chapter 687: Drunkenness
Chen Feng nodded. Shen Honglie had made too many contributions. If you counted his contributions carefully, they exceeded those of several war zone commanders. He was too close to him and might have been labeled as dangerous long ago.
The drinking session lasted from noon to night. Li Yunyan and Song Zihan considerately changed the dishes and served a bowl of hot and sour soup, which was good for hangovers. The two of them drank the soup and chatted until twelve o'clock.
"Brother, you can't drink any more. You've reached your limit for today. I felt good when I heard the news about Xiaozhong. Otherwise, I wouldn't have drunk so much."
After Shen Honglie finished speaking, he collapsed on the kang and began to snore, occupying the magpie's nest without any sense of being a guest. Chen Feng's alcohol tolerance was also surprisingly good today, perhaps because he saw hope in the war of resistance, or perhaps because things in Nanyang had stabilized. He cleared the table, covered Shen Honglie with a quilt, and staggered out of the room.
Where should I sleep? The two girls in the main room should be sleeping on the kang at Sister Caiyun's house, right? Forget it, let's just sleep next door for one night! It's not a good idea to go out and find a place in the middle of the night.
Chen Feng rushed into Li Yunyan and Song Zihan's room in a daze, taking everything into consideration. The only thing he didn't take into account was that Li Yunyan was worried about the two drunkards and didn't go to Liu Caiyun's house next door to squeeze on the warm kang.
It was late at night. Li Yunyan had been busy all day and was sleeping soundly. When she heard some noise next to her, she thought it was Song Zihan. She moved inside in a daze. When Chen Feng climbed onto the bed, he realized something was wrong. Damn it, drinking had caused trouble! Just as he was about to get up, he felt a strong sense of dizziness. He had just been in the yard and had been drunk. He fell headfirst onto the pillow and fell asleep.
In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone at the foot of Mount Meng, Song Zihan came back. When she opened the door, she saw a blushing scene. Li Yunyan was looking at her shyly, with a long leg pressing on her body. Fortunately, she was wearing pants.
"Zi Han, it's a misunderstanding."
"Sister Yunyan, what's going on? We got it."
Li Yunyan's pretty face turned red all the way to her neck.
"Don't talk nonsense. Commander Shen is sleeping over there. The captain must have thought that we all went next door, so he got drunk and fell asleep on the bed."
Song Zihan was a little unconvinced. She moved the captain's long legs with great effort and checked the bedding. Finding nothing unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief but also felt a little resentful.
"Sister Yunyan, you are so stupid. You don’t even know how to seize such a good opportunity."
Li Yunyan's body was numbed by Chen Feng's legs, so she quickly stood up and stretched out, then put on her coat and shoes.
"Go away quickly and pretend we're not here."
"That won't work. We have to call him up and talk to him."
Li Yunyan started crying.
"Good sister, please forgive me! I am too embarrassed to see anyone. Commander Shen is next door. I must not let outsiders laugh at me."
Li Yunyan pulled Song Zihan away and closed the door carefully. Chen Feng opened his eyes and smiled bitterly. He woke up when Song Zihan opened the door, but felt something was wrong and didn't dare to act rashly. Sure enough, something happened. Fortunately, Li Yunyan was more sensible. She must have known that she was awake, because she pulled back one hand the moment Song Zihan opened the door, and she didn't dare to move her thigh because it was too obvious.
After hesitating for half an hour, Chen Feng got up pretending to be confused. Shen Honglie was talking to two people in the yard. He opened the door and rubbed his eyes.
"Brother Shen, you're awake so early! Yunyan, go ask the kitchen if they have any tofu pudding or something. I drank too much last night and I'm dizzy."
Song Zihan stared at the captain closely, as if trying to find some flaws.
"Zi Han, I'm sorry. I slept in your bed in a daze. Please change the bedding!"
Shen Honglie was there, and Song Zihan didn't say much. Li Yunyan turned around and left the yard. Her pretty face immediately turned red like an apple. She pretended to be asleep. How did she pull that weird hand back? Her chest still hurts now. Men, bah!
There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, so the plane couldn't take off. There was actually nothing to do when going back, so Shen Honglie planned to leave in the afternoon or tomorrow.
Li Yunyan brought two people and brought tofu pudding, a pot of braised tofu pudding, a stack of large pancakes, two plates of pickled vegetables, green onions with soy sauce, and cucumbers and peppers pickled in summer.
"Come on, Brother Shen, let's go inside and eat. Don't drink like this next time. If the Japanese had sneaked in last night, they would have tied me up without me knowing."
Song Zihan, who was cleaning the table in the room, rolled her eyes and said, "What a bad behavior."
After eating a bowl of tofu brain, Chen Feng felt like he was back to life. Li Yunyan and Song Zihan also sat down to eat together. Chen Feng always felt that Li Yunyan's eyes were filled with resentment, and he dared not look at her! It really wasn't intentional!
"Brother Shen, where is the north?"
"In the Wudi and Leling areas, the Second Regiment is preparing to capture Dezhou and threaten Cangzhou to the north. I don't think it's that simple. Cangzhou is too close to Tianjin, and the Japanese won't give up easily."
"There is no problem with Dezhou, but you'd better wait a little longer for Cangzhou. Our arsenal has started producing 75mm field guns, and they will be given priority to equipping the Guards Regiment and the st Regiment. In another two months, we will be able to provide you with dozens of guns and enough artillery shells. They are indispensable for attacking cities and seizing territories."
Shen Honglie was delighted. What a creative breakthrough! I thought that producing large-caliber shells was already amazing. Now they can produce cannons. If they can produce 75mm caliber, then they are not far from 105 and 150. It's amazing!
Shen Honglie didn't know the situation in the arsenal, so what he was thinking about was not the word "explosion", but the word "take-off".
"By the way, Yunyan, after dinner, send a telegram to each regiment and ask them to ship all the unused Japanese equipment to Qingdao. Forget about the Guards Regiment and the 75st Regiment. Also notify the arsenal to prepare submachine guns with five basic numbers of bullets, as well as Type mortar shells and caliber shells."
"Brother Shen, you have to transport these equipment yourselves! We still have trucks here, but we are running out of fuel."
"Okay, I'll send a telegram later and ask them to bring the money. We'll calculate the amount based on the equipment for three divisions!"
Song Zihan and Li Yunyan were shocked. What's going on? Wasn't it always free support in the past? It's like wearing a pair of pants.
"What are you two looking at? Haven't you heard that even brothers should settle accounts clearly?"
Li Yunyan saw the captain staring at her and her face turned red for no reason. It was so embarrassing!
After breakfast, Shen Honglie asked Li Yunyan for the radio to generate electricity. It had been ticking for half the morning. Not only did he have to arrange for transportation, but he also had to make arrangements with Shen Zizhong early. In addition, he had to report Chen Feng's attitude to his superiors.
After Shen Honglie finished sending the telegram, Chen Feng took him to visit the arsenal. Shen Honglie was stunned. He was considered to have seen the world, as he had visited arsenals in Fengtian and Hanyang and seen piles of guns, bullets and shells, but compared with this place, it was nothing.
Not to mention the vast array of guns, artillery and ammunition, just the bizarre radars and magical walkie-talkies alone dazzled Shen Honglie.
"Brother, what's the price?"
Shen Honglie's voice was trembling a little.
"Brother Shen, I won’t sell it."