As the fat shopkeeper spoke, he ran towards the backyard.
Lin Feng sat at the tea table and took a sip of the floral tea placed on it.
About five or six minutes later.
A series of "tap-tap" footsteps were heard, and the fat shopkeeper returned from the backyard.
"Please follow me, sir."
Lin Feng nodded, put down his teacup, and followed the fat shopkeeper into the backyard.
As soon as Lin Feng entered the backyard, he saw dozens of Vietnamese people staring at him with ill intent.
"Knock knock knock..."
"Manager Hu, the person has been brought."
The fat shopkeeper knocked on a door in the backyard.
"Come in."
After Hu finished speaking, he opened the door.
"please."
Lin Feng went inside, and the fat shopkeeper immediately closed the door.
The room is small, with only one bedroom, a bed, and a tea table.
At this moment, seven people were sitting around the tea table.
The leader was a Vietnamese man who wore a black robe, was thin, and had a slightly square face.
He's around fifty years old.
He is Hu Zhiming.
The four people sitting next to him were likely key members of the Indochinese Party: Le Van Huy, Nguyen Hong, Vu Yuan Giap, Van Tien Nhan, Hoang Hung Nghia, and Nguyen Chi Thanh.
Upon seeing Lin Feng, all seven of them turned to look at him.
"Comrade Lin Feng! You've finally arrived!!!"
Hu Zhiming shouted excitedly in Mandarin.
These past few days they've been unable to eat or sleep properly.
According to the headquarters in China, a person of Vietnamese descent will be sent from the north to make contact with them.
This man is named Lin Feng. He is Vietnamese and spent his early years in China fighting alongside the Eighth Route Army.
Most importantly, his unit was the North China Field Army, which had recently caused quite a stir. It was said that Lin Feng was a division commander who had made great contributions in annihilating the Japanese First Army.
"Yes, Comrade Hu Zhiming."
Lin Feng nodded, which was considered a greeting.
"Come, come, come!"
Hu Zhiming stood up and said, "Sit down, don't stand."
"Oh my, I really didn't expect that Vietnam has a famous general like you. Tell us quickly how you, as the division commander, did your job in annihilating the Japanese First Army and recovering Shanxi."
Hu Zhiming's face was full of admiration.
"Then... shall I tell you?"
"Yes, yes, tell us quickly, everyone wants to hear it."
As Hu Zhiming spoke, he picked up the teapot on the table and filled a cup of tea for Lin Feng and himself.
"Comrades, I have lived in China since I was a child and I don't speak Vietnamese, so I will speak Chinese instead."
After drinking a cup of tea, Lin Feng said, "Actually, annihilating the Japanese First Army and recovering Shanxi was not as simple as it seemed..."
He gave a brief account of his combat experience.
Hu Zhiming listened intently, feeling as if he were the one who had fought this battle.
He even forgot that Lin Feng was just a division commander, yet he could fight so well.
"Huff...huff...huff...."
After a long while, Hu Zhiming let out a long, heavy breath.
"I never imagined that Vietnam could produce such a formidable general."
"Comrade Lin Feng, with you back, the recapture of our territory and the unification of Vietnam are just around the corner."
"Yes! Our Indochinese Party is about to rise, and we are about to become the main players in Vietnam!"
Hearing their praise, Lin Feng humbly replied, "Not at all, I was just lucky to be noticed by the China headquarters."
"Yes, yes, yes! This is all your good luck."
Hu Zhiming then said, "Come on, have some tea."
"Thank you, Uncle Hu."
Lin Feng took the teacup and clinked glasses with Hu Zhiming.
"Don't mention it!"
Ho Chi Minh laughed and said, "By the way, do you still have family in Vietnam?"
"No."
Lin Feng said softly, then tears streamed down his face, "I remember when I was a child, when we were fleeing from war, my parents..."
"If it weren't for the Chinese saving me, I would probably be a corpse by now, buried in a mass grave, and the grass on my grave would probably be taller than me."
“I know, my child, you have suffered.”
Hu Zhiming sighed and patted him on the shoulder in comfort.
"Now that we have left our homes and come here, I hope that everyone can unite and let China help the Vietnamese people to rebuild their country!"
Hu Zhiming said seriously, "Does everyone understand?"
"Understood! Understood!"
"We swear to serve our country to the death!"
Nguyen Hong, Vu Yuan Gia, Hoang Hung Nghi, Wen Tien Ren and others spoke one after another.
Lin Feng also waved his little fist: "Down with Japanese imperialism! Down with the French! Restore Vietnam!"
"Clap clap clap clap..."
Hu Zhiming clapped his hands: "Very good, very good!"
"We Vietnamese people must unite and strive for this goal!"
Lin Feng joined him in shouting, "Unite! Down with the Japanese invaders!"
"Down with the Japanese invaders!!"
"Unite as one! Restore the nation!"
"Restore the nation!!!"
"Restore the nation!!!!!"
........
After shouting several times, the crowd finally stopped.
"By the way, Comrade Lin Feng, the headquarters of China sent you here, but they only wrote down your combat capabilities on the document and didn't mention the weapons and equipment that would support us?"
Hu Zhiming looked at Lin Feng with anticipation in his eyes.
"Uncle Hu, when I came here, the leader said..."
"They are willing to provide us with 200,000 Type 38 rifles, 1,000 Type 11 light machine guns, and 300 Type 92 heavy machine guns. In addition to these, they will also provide us with thousands of mortars, anti-tank guns, infantry guns, and cannons."
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