Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 415 Unkind Invitation

The puppet soldier made a move to step forward and interrogate them, and Wang Meng and the other two immediately reached for the pistols in the cloth bag.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

A slap landed on the puppet soldier's face, which immediately scared the common people passing by and Wang Meng and the other two.

The puppet army officer immediately smiled and bowed to Wang Meng and the other two from a distance to apologize.

"Excuse me, please three!"

The people around were stunned. These puppet soldiers usually bullied men and women and did all kinds of evil, but now they became so humble and polite, and towards the Chinese?

The sun really rises in the west.

Wang Meng and the other two sneered in their hearts. They didn't expect that this puppet soldier was quite smart and almost cost them their lives.

The puppet army officer watched the three men leave, then grabbed the puppet soldier's ear and pulled him aside.

"Fuck you, if you want to die, don't drag me with you! These three people are obviously from the army. How can anyone who dares to come here be an ordinary person? I think you are looking for death!"

The puppet soldiers then understood why their company commander had survived hundreds of battles. It seemed that he had some skills!

"The company commander is really great! I'll go stand guard then!"

The puppet soldier walked to the side while rubbing his face, but then a huge impact force knocked him to the ground.

"Who the hell kicked the...company...commander..."

"Stand your mother's guard, go report to the Imperial Army! Tell them that we have found a suspicious person, and in order not to alert the enemy, we are following him closely!"

If the puppet soldiers were full of admiration for their company commander just now, now they are worshiping him as a god.

No wonder he was able to become a company commander? No wonder the imperial army always praised him for his bravery and fighting skills?

These words did not reach the ears of Wang Meng and the other two who were leaving, otherwise the small dagger would have been stabbed into their necks long ago.

Led by the guide, Wang Meng and his two companions quickly found a small courtyard.

"Three sirs, the location is right here!"

Wang Meng winked at Long Wenjian and asked him to guard outside the yard with a guide.

Meng Fanle raised his trembling right hand, which was suspended in the air. After making up his mind for a long time, he gently knocked on the door.

"Who!"

An old and calm voice came from inside the door.

Meng Fan's body shuddered slightly. This was a familiar yet unfamiliar voice that he hadn't heard for a long time.

"Ahem, father, I am the son!"

A hurried sound of footsteps came from the yard, and a woman in coarse clothes opened the yard door in a hurry.

"Le'er, come in quickly, come in quickly!"

"Ugh."

Meng Fanle and Wang Meng stepped into the yard door one after another, and then closed the door casually.

As soon as Wang Meng entered the door, he saw an old man wearing glasses sitting on a rattan chair reading.

When the old man saw the two of them come in, he didn't say a word, and didn't even raise his eyelids.

Meng was annoyed and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Father, I kowtow to you!"

Father Meng still didn't say anything, his eyes still stayed on his book. After about two minutes, he closed the book.

"Le'er, have you been reading recently?"

"I was busy with military affairs, so I didn't read much other books. I only read some military books, but they didn't meet my father's standards."

Father Meng nodded and raised his left hand into the air. As if by magic, Meng Fan stood up reflexively.

"Which unit of the National Army do you belong to now? What's your position?"

"Le'er is no longer a member of the National Army. He is now serving in the Independent Column!"

"Oh? Did you join some guerrilla army again? I strongly opposed you putting down your textbooks and leaving school, but I agreed because the country was in trouble! But I didn't expect you to... fall to such a state?"

Wang Meng was unhappy when he heard this. What did it mean to be reduced to such a state? As the most powerful unit in China, the Jinnan Independent Column was so miserable?

"Old man, I don't like to hear that. Our Jinnan Independent Column is at least the best in the country. Besides, even if it is a guerrilla force with homemade guns and cannons, it is still a team to defend the country. It is better than you who stay at home and chatter, shaking your head every day!"

When Meng Fanle and his mother heard Wang Meng's frankness, their hair stood on end.

As one of the first batch of students to study abroad, Mr. Meng's family is prominent and scholarly. Even though his family has fallen on hard times now, he still has his pride.

With Wang Meng's overwhelming attack, it would be strange if he didn't explode!

Meng was annoyed and closed his eyes, ready to accept the bombardment like in his childhood.

When Meng Fanle was a child, he had no freedom at all. His every word, action, and gesture seemed to be fitted into a template and could not be changed at all.

Moreover, if you do something wrong, you will definitely be scolded, but if you do something good, it is what you deserve.

Anger spread across Meng's father's face.

"Who is this? This is our family affair, please don't interfere!"

"I am Captain Meng's superior, Wang Meng, the Chief of Staff of the Jinnan Independent Column!"

Father Meng's expression began to become complicated. He tilted his head to one side, as if he was trying his best to think and recall.

"Jinnan Independent Column? Wang Meng? Are you the troops that recaptured Linfen and Taiyuan?"

"That's right! What's wrong?"

"Hahaha! I always see you guys in the newspapers, but I never expected to see you in person! My son is great, please cultivate him well, sir!"

Meng Fanle seemed to not believe his ears. Instead of a violent storm, there was bright sunshine?

This was the first time he saw his father smiling since he could remember, and also the first time he received his father's affirmation.

"Father...I am ashamed!"

Meng's father shook his head and asked Meng's mother to bring two chairs for Wang Meng and Meng Fanle to sit down.

"Old lady, go and pack up. I'm afraid we have to move again!"

Meng Anle stood up and was about to help his mother, but was stopped by his father.

"Chief of Staff Wang, Liao'er, I have been displaced from Beijing to Henan, Chongqing and Yunnan. I have a lot of feelings! I used to pride myself on being well-educated and knowledgeable, but I have no way to deal with the Japanese invaders. I can only watch the mountains and rivers being torn apart and the people living in misery!"

"Old man, you are wrong to think so! Although practical science can improve a country's strength in a short period of time, if there is only practical science, then even if the country is strong, it is just an empty shell without soul!

What you have learned are all priceless treasures passed down to us by our ancestors! We must arm our bodies with advanced technology and our brains with advanced ideas, and only in this way can we succeed!"

Father Meng had seen all kinds of life along the way and originally thought that scholars were useless, so he was ready to jump into the Nujiang River to end it all.

But I didn't expect that I could find value in these few words.

"Good! Good! Good! It's rare to meet such an insightful confidant. I have an unwelcome request. Is that possible?"