Wang Yousheng, wearing brand-new liberation shoes, stood at the entrance of the camp, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
He would glance at his shoes every now and then, then lift them up to examine them from left to right, as if trying to find the most exquisite detail in them.
Occasionally, when he saw a few barefoot laborers passing by, he would hold his head high, feeling a little smug.
Now he has shoes to wear and doesn't have to go barefoot anymore.
Wang Yousheng doesn't like going barefoot. Although the calluses on the soles of his feet are thick, it still hurts to step on stones.
When others ask him if it hurts, he always smiles and says it doesn't hurt, he's just used to stepping on things.
Only you know whether it hurts or not.
When his family was poor, he could only wear straw sandals that he made himself.
Even with a thin sole, stepping on the stones wasn't much more comfortable.
When it snows, I go for a walk outside and when I come back, I can't even feel my toes.
The reason he joined the Eighth Army was because they would issue uniforms and a pair of old cloth shoes.
Although it's dilapidated, it's better than nothing.
He remembers that when he was a child, his family only had two pairs of pants.
Whoever is going out must wear pants.
When it was time to plant crops, Grandpa would take Dad and Uncle, naked, to work in the fields under the cover of night.
Because they need to wear clothes while working during the day, they are afraid of damaging their clothes.
Thinking of this, Wang Yousheng touched the gold in his pocket.
This was given to me by that young comrade, as payment for asking them to help fight the Japanese devils.
He thought that the young comrade was a good person. From the moment he arrived, he had been treating his brothers to good food and drink, and there was practically no shortage of big fish and meat.
I haven't eaten for the past three days; I've been eating meat the whole time.
The political commissar of the independent regiment was worried that if things continued like this every day, the soldiers would become decadent and lose their ambition.
Li Yunlong, however, didn't care. After fighting for so many years, shouldn't his brothers be able to enjoy themselves?
That young comrade not only gave them food, but also gave each of them ten gold ingots.
Although each ingot is only one tael, it is small and cute, and can be exchanged for a lot of silver dollars.
Wang Yousheng only hoped that after helping him fight the Japanese devils here, the young comrade would send him back to his original place.
Then we'll exchange the gold ingots for silver dollars and buy some new clothes and shoes for our parents and younger sister.
Let them enjoy it too, and wear such nice shoes.
Wang Yousheng stood at the camp gate, his mind filled with images of a happy life ahead. He grinned and looked smug.
Conversely, Sun Desheng, the cavalry company commander, shared the same sentiment.
He used to be a cavalryman, but later he followed Li Yunlong and became an infantryman.
Because the new regiment didn't have enough horses, they formed their own cavalry unit.
When Li Chang'an found out, he generously gifted Li Yunlong several hundred high-quality horses produced by the system, enabling him to form a cavalry company.
Kong Jie even knew to decline, feeling that it was inappropriate to accept gifts from others.
Li Yunlong thanked him profusely and accepted the gift without hesitation. He even sent Zhang Dabiao to fetch the horse that very night, fearing that Li Chang'an might change his mind.
He also had his men take away the warhorses that the Independent Regiment brothers didn't want.
Kong Jie was so angry that he almost grabbed a knife and attacked him.
Ding Wei looked at the two of them with a sour expression, because out of the three, he was the only one still studying and hadn't brought his subordinates with him.
As the only member of the new regiment to have served as a cavalryman, Sun Desheng was naturally promoted to cavalry company commander.
Sun Desheng was so excited looking at the hundreds of horses that he couldn't sleep all night.
They wished they could teach the soldiers immediately so they could go to the battlefield and fight the Japanese devils.
He believed that his cavalry company would be invincible on the battlefield, routing the Japanese invaders.
Before he even got to the battlefield, his dream was shattered.
Sun Desheng discovered that the brothers in the New First Regiment were already studying how to drive tanks.
The cavalry company I was just about to train suddenly lost its appeal.
No one wanted to be a cavalryman, not even Erwazi, the youngest member of the New First Regiment.
In Erwazi's words, tanks are like iron wrapped around flesh, while cavalry are like flesh wrapped around flesh.
If you ride a horse to fight the Japanese, they'll shoot you dead with one shot.
Driving a tank to fight the Japanese, they could withstand hundreds of bullets without any problem.
Even if it gets hit by a mortar shell, at most it will only lose some paint.
How can you compare them? Only someone with a screw loose would choose to be a cavalryman over a tank.
Sun Desheng, riding his horse with his men, watched the tanks running around on the beach, his heart filled with bitterness.
He felt he had been eliminated.
Even the regimental commander, Li Yunlong, was advising him to stop researching cavalry and instead focus on researching tanks with his men.
The young comrade said he would give them a tank when they left.
The goal is to ensure that all the brothers in the new regiment learn to drive tanks in the shortest possible time, so that each of them can have one and drive them back to Cangyun Ridge to fight.
Let the Sakata Regiment Commander see for himself, and let the Japanese devils know how powerful our Chinese tanks are.
Sun Desheng felt a surge of anger upon hearing Li Yunlong's words.
He felt that his cavalry company was no worse than a tank.
But his men didn't think so. One by one, they left the cavalry and joined the tank crew.
Sun Desheng had just formed the cavalry company that morning, but by the afternoon only he and the deputy company commander remained.
He was so angry he was furious.
So no matter how Li Yunlong tried to persuade him, he was unwilling to drive the tank.
He felt that even if he died in battle, on horseback, he would never learn to drive a tank.
The next day, the deputy company commander also abandoned him and went to learn how to drive a tank.
He was the only commander left in the cavalry company.
One person certainly can't form a cavalry company.
So, under Li Yunlong's persuasion, Sun Desheng appeared reluctant.
They went into the tank's driver's compartment with the others to learn how to drive it.
As dusk fell, the Iron Triangle led Li Chang'an to the beach and ordered the soldiers to stop training.
Upon hearing the order to stop training, Sun Desheng opened the cockpit, his face showing some excitement.
He now felt that the cavalry company wasn't even worthy of carrying the shoes of this tank.
This tank not only runs faster than a horse, but it also doesn't need to be fed anything or fueled, and it runs smoothly and comfortably.
The machine guns on the tanks don't even need to be loaded; just aim at the enemy and fire away.
The shells don't need to be loaded; they can be fired one after another with great power.
One shot, and an entire mountain is gone.
This power is far greater than that of cavalry.
Sun Desheng now has absolutely no desire to form any cavalry company.
With tanks like these, who needs a cavalry company?
He touched the tank's cannon barrel, with only one thought in his mind.
Damn, it smells so good!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
