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Chapter 11 The Gift of Guns

Chen Xiuwen's elder brother Chen Xiude was born in the 26th year of the Guangxu period. He was a major general of the army and a senior senator of the Ministry of National Defense. When Chen Xiude left his home to Guangzhou to join the revolution, Chen Xiuwen was still young, and then Chen Xiude was a soldier for a while and rarely went home. It was not until two years ago that Chen Xiude was injured in the suppression of bandits in Jiangxi and served as a senior officer of the General Staff Headquarters of the Military Commission. After living in Nanjing for a long time, he had more opportunities to meet.

Chen Xiuwen walked into the living room and saw his sister Chen Xiuping talking to a middle-aged man in a yellow uniform. Seeing Chen Xiuwen come in, Chen Xiude stood up from the sofa and patted Chen Xiuwen on the shoulder: "My brother, I haven't seen each other for three months, well, it's much stronger." Since the Battle of Songhu, Chen Xiude, as a senior officer of the General Staff Headquarters of the Military Commission, has not been home for more than three months.

Although it was the first time Chen Xiuwen saw his elder brother, the synthesized memories still made him feel a strong sense of family affection, and blurted out and shouted: "Brother." Then, he looked around and asked: "Brother, where are the elder brother, sister-in-law and nephew?"

"I came to Shanghai for business, and I took the time to go home to see you, but your sister-in-law and the others did not come with me." When talking about business, Chen Xiude's expression was slightly sad.

After sitting down again, Chen Xiude carefully looked at Chen Xiuwen. He hadn't seen him for more than three months. Chen Xiude felt that his younger brother had changed a lot. He was no longer the sloppy look he used to look like he was sitting opposite him, and he looked introverted. What surprised Chen Xiude even more was that there seemed to be a murderous aura in his eyes. This kind of look, Chen Xiude, who had been in the army for many years, had only seen it in the eyes of the veteran who had seen blood, and could not help but secretly amazement.

"Brother, have you caused trouble these days to make our father angry?"

Chen Xiuwen was a little uncomfortable when Chen Xiude's eyes looked at him, and was about to answer. Her sister Chen Xiuping, who was sitting next to her, rushed to say, "He, how can he not cause trouble? Last month, she actually went to the front line of the temple to comfort the national army, and she fought a war with the Japanese there. We were all worried about it."

Chen Xiude was stunned and hurriedly said, "Why, you ran to the front line of the temple and had sex with the Japanese?"

Chen Xiude, who participated in the command of this war throughout the whole process, knew very well that since the war in Shanghai, the defense battles of the National Army in the Temple have been the most intense. The 87th and 88th Divisions of the Central Army, both of the elite Central Army, have suffered heavy losses at the Temple. Unexpectedly, his younger brother actually ran to the Temple and fought a battle with the Japanese. No wonder the change is so big, and there is murderous aura in his eyes, so he must have been bleeding on his hands.

Faced with the elder brother's surprise, Chen Xiuwen nodded embarrassedly.

"Good boy, you really have it." Chen Xiude said happily. As a soldier, Chen Xiude is different from others. Since the war in the temple started, Chen Xiude has been itchy. Since he joined the army, he has fought civil wars. This time, the greatest honor of the foreign invasion was to defend the country. Unfortunately, Principal Jiang forced him to be the position of the General Staff Headquarters, and Chen Xiude has always regretted that this time.

"By the way, when you went to the temple to go to the front line, whose troops were there?" Most of the officers above the 87th Division and the 88th Division were students of the first phase of Shen Xiude Huangpu.

It is rare for Chen Xiuwen to hear his elder brother praise him. Thinking of the thrilling battle more than a month ago, Chen Xiuwen also said excitedly: "It is the 528th Regiment of the 264th Brigade of the 88th Division. By the way, brother, the 528th Regiment of the 528th Regiment seems to be your classmate, right?"

When Chen Xiude heard the 528th Regiment, he couldn't help but breathe a breath of air. The 528th Regiment had been stationed in the temple for three days. The only battle was to face the attack of a unit of the Japanese Ninth Division on the third day. Moreover, this battle was the most brutal battle in the entire Battle of Songhu. The 528th Regiment was almost wiped out, and only one or two survived.

Chen Xiude looked up and down and asked with lingering fear: "Xiuwen, weren't you hurt at that time?"

Seeing the eldest brother's expression, Chen Xiuwen remembered that his elder brother was a senior officer in the General Staff Headquarters. He didn't know the situation on the battlefield. He quickly said, "Brother, I'm fine. I also killed three Japanese devils, and one of them was stabbed to death by me in hand-to-hand combat." As he said, Chen Xiuwen grabbed his head with a little embarrassed and said, "However, it was indeed dangerous at that time. If Chen Yi hadn't been by my side, I would have not sat here long ago."

"It's going to die, Xiuwen, why didn't you talk about this earlier?" This was the first time Chen Xiuwen mentioned it at home during the battle. Chen Xiuping looked pale and said nervously, pulling his brother's arm.

Chen Xiuwen patted his sister's hand apologetically and said, "Sister, I'm afraid you and our father are worried."

"Okay." After hearing Chen Xiuwen's words, Chen Xiude stood up for a long time, "Xuwen, you're good at killing." As he said that, he glanced at his worried sister and smiled: "Xuping, it seems that our little brother is really growing up now."

In the afternoon, Chen Jingzong and Tang Wenbin got the notice from Chen Xiuping and returned home early. While listening to the conversation between the elder brother and his elder brother-in-law, Chen Xiuwen realized that this time he came to Shanghai as a military observer of the National Government Negotiation Team to negotiate with the Japanese government.

Chen Xiuwen knew that the negotiations finally signed the "Songhu Armistice Agreement". Although this agreement was officially considered an agreement that was humiliating the country in later generations, Chen Xiuwen believed that the "Songhu Armistice Agreement" was relatively positive for China at that time. It was precisely because of the active resistance of the Fifth Army and the 19th Route Army that Japan wanted to force the Nanjing government to surrender in a short period of time to bankruptcy. This agreement neither cede nor bankrupt. While the national army was forced to withdraw from Shanghai, it also won five years of preparation, laying the foundation for the subsequent full-scale invasion of Japan.

However, Chen Xiuping, who spoke quickly, told the story of Chen Xiuwen killing the Japanese on the front line of the temple. This also surprised the old man and Tang Wenbin. Facing the old man's complicated gaze, Chen Xiuwen, who was sitting beside him, felt very uncomfortable.

After dinner, Chen Xiude was about to return to the delegation's headquarters. Before leaving, Chen Xiude specially called Chen Xiuwen aside, took out a wooden box and handed it to Chen Xiuwen and said, "Xiuwen, although the battle is now in a truce, it is difficult for the Japanese to know about killing Japanese in the temple. I will give this gun to you for self-defense."

When Chen Xiuwen heard his elder brother sending his gun, he immediately saw a liang of eyes and couldn't wait to open the box. When he saw the shiny black pistol in the box, he couldn't help but scream: "Colt M1911A1, what a gun."

Although Chen Xiuwen was not a military fan in later generations, he still knew the classic guns during World War II, especially the Colt M1911A1 pistol as a standard equipment for the US military. It is said that until the First Gulf War, many American soldiers were equipped with this pistol as the last self-defense melee weapon.

"I didn't expect that you actually knew this kind of gun. This was given to me by a foreign friend. I will give it to you today. As the elder brother, I will reward you for killing three Japanese devils." Chen Xiude said in surprise.

"Hehe, brother, since I came back from the battlefield last time, I have begun to pay attention to various advanced guns. Although the box cannon that Chen Yi usually brings is very powerful and practical on the battlefield, he usually has too much self-defense. This kind of gun is the best, not only powerful, but also easy to carry." Chen Xiuwen laughed, and skillfully picked up the gun and fiddled with it.

Chen Xiude was stunned when he saw his younger brother's skillful withdrawal and loading a series of actions. He came back this time and had too many surprises for him. Thinking about his age as he was, he couldn't help but sigh: "Xuwen, it seems that you are a soldier than me."

Chen Xiuwen had been a soldier for two years. Although he was playing with the Type 92 pistol, now he held this Colt in his hand and fiddled with it for a few seconds, he felt very easy.

"A good gun, it's a good gun, thank you brother." Chen Xiuwen said excitedly with the gun. However, when he saw that there were only two magazines in the box, he said, "It's just that there are too few bullets." You should know that the 11.43 mm bullet of the Colt M1911A1 pistol is not easy to deal with.

"I still have a box of two hundred bullets, but I didn't bring it this time, and I will bring it to you next time. However, I warn you that this gun is for you to defend yourself, and you can't take it out to cause trouble." Although Chen Xiuwen's changes greatly made Chen Xiude very pleased, but thinking about his precious brother's past, Chen Xiude still warned him.

"Don't worry, brother, I will specifically attack Japanese devils in the future, and I will not point the gun at the Chinese." Chen Xiuwen said with a hurried smile.

Chen Xiuwen's unintentional sentence made Chen Xiude's face slightly dark. After this truce in Shanghai, Chairman Jiang's first order was to transfer the 18th Army, which had just been transferred to the front line of Songhu and did not have time to enter the battle, to the front line of Jiangxi to suppress the Communist Party. Now that the Battle of Songhu is over, the three northeastern provinces have fallen. And a few days ago, while the Japanese army officially announced the truce, the puppet Manchukuo announced its establishment at the same time. "It is necessary to stabilize the internal situation when resisting foreign wars" is Chairman Jiang's established policy. It is not easy to be consistent with the guns. Chen Xiude also felt helpless.
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