Arsenal Military Academy C3

 

CHAPTER 3: Arsenal Military Academy

The morning sun rises from the top of the mountain, spreads out a layer of golden light on Shun's mountains and rivers. The five characters of "Army Military Academy" appear more vigorous under the bright sunshine.

Arsenal Military Academy was established to cultivate military talents. Only two kinds of people can come here to study. One is high-ranking officials and wealthy business families, but most of them only let them stay here for two years to hone their temperament. So that after graduation, will get a decent job. Although the conditions here are difficult, it is better than staying at home. The other is the child of an ordinary homeless person. These are often outstanding talents who need introductions to get in.

And Xie Xiang neither belongs to the first kind, nor the second kind. She ran a long distance from Beiping to Shunyuan with only one purpose, and that was to replace her brother Xie Liangchen into the Arsenal Military Academy. Two years ago, Xie Liangchen was elected to the Arsenal Military Academy, but died in Shunyuan in order to save people. From then on, Xie Xiang had made up her mind to fulfill her brother's last wish and let Xie Liangchen's name be included in the roster list of the Arsenal Military Academy.

"Wow! It's spectacular."

Hearing this exclamation, Xie Xiang couldn't help but smile and turned to look. The visitor wore a tattered robe, with a small baggage slung on his shoulders, and a wheelbarrow in his hands. Xie Xiang took a closer look. Everything in the cart is in a mess. He has everything he wears and uses in daily life. The most eye-catching thing is the shiny cauldron in the pile of goods.

Seeing Xie Xiang turned around, the man hurried forward and asked enthusiastically, "My name is Huang Song, are you also a new student?"

"En, my name is Xie……" When the words came to her lips, she retract it back, her voice sounds slightly rough: "My name is Xie Liangchen."

Huang Song started to talked a lot one after another, pulled Xie Xiang, and began to tell about his military experience in fleeing famine all the way. He was simple-minded and honest, with dark skin and two thick black eyebrows danced up and down as he talked, makes people can't help but look at them.

A sharp whistle came from behind the two, and Xie Xiang hurriedly pulled Huang Song to the side of the road. A black car galloped past and ran into the wheelbarrow parked on the side of the road at a very fast speed. The contents of the cart were scattered all over the place, and even the shiny black iron pan fell heavily to the ground. There is a hole on the surface.

Xie Xiang's eyes widened, trying to catch up to seek justice, but was grabbed by Huang Song.

"Forget it, the pot is not worth it, besides, I know that I don’t need to light a fire and cook at school."

Xie Xiang smiled, shook her head, and knelt down to accompany Huang Song to pack things. "The military academy is not much better than this. You have such a good temper. Sooner or later you will be bullied."

Huang Song smiled lightly and honestly, and when Xie Xiang saw this, her heart was full.

The sky is endless blue, the sun is shining and brilliant, somewhat dazzling.

The Arsenal Military Academy occupies a vast area, with four major venues including dormitories, office buildings, sports fields, and training grounds, as well as multiple small venues such as hospitals, canteens, and public baths. At this moment, the place where the students gather is the widest training ground. In the outside, stood well-dressed and heavily armed soldiers guarded with rifles. On the field, there have long been trainees in groups of twos and threes, standing lazily on the training ground chatting.

Just when the two of them are standing here, someone came to nitpick. The man in front of them is tall and thin with a pointed face. Even in a military uniform, he couldn't hide his sluggishness.

When Li Wenzhong came over, the other colleagues gave way to him one by one, and he pushed Huang Song on his shoulder. 

"How about you, hillbilly, are you deaf?"

Huang Song endured it, but couldn't hold it back after all: "You, who do you say is a hillbilly?"

"Of course it's the person who is the most beggar here. You got in the middle of the road and caused my car to be crashed. How are you going to compensate me?"

This ability to literally to invert black and white is poor. Seeing Huang Song's honesty, Xie Xiang couldn't even talk about it, and she was obliged to take a step forward: "Obviously, you ran into us with a car."

Li Wenzhong laughed and said loudly, pointing to the wheelbarrow, "What if I hit you first? What do you want me to pay? Is the broken pot inside?"

Following Li Wenzhong's fingertips, the iron pot was glowing black under the sun. It seems incompatible with this neat and bright Arsenal Military Academy, as if it appeared to show the owner's ignorance and poverty.

There was a burst of laughter on the training ground. The laughter was so harsh that Huang Song's dark face turned red. 

"Bah, hillbilly!" Li Wenzhong spit at Huang Song fiercely, his eyebrows full of disdain.

"A hillbilly is better than a traitor." When Xie Xiang heard it, she gave a cold snort. Her gaze flicked viciously across the badge of the Japan Chamber of Commerce on his chest.

The country is weak, and the demons are dancing wildly. Both Chinese and foreign merchants are trying to get a share of this precarious land. Not long ago, the Qing Dynasty united with Japan to fight Russia. This behavior is tantamount to using a wolf to drive a tiger. When Kazuo Sato, the chairman of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce, came to power, he took over all Russia’s business in Shunyuan. Not only that, the Japanese Chamber of Commerce also intends to monopolize all of Shunyuan's economic and trade, but was obstructed by the Shunyuan Chamber of Commerce. The conflict between the two parties is already insoluble.

The Arsenal Military Academy is nominally set up to train junior officers of the Army. According to the current situation, this group of officers will one day be sent to the battlefield to fight against the Japanese army. This person dared to wear the Japanese badge openly in a place like the Arsenal Military Academy, which shows that he is also a foolish fool.

"You……" Li Wenzhong flushed when Xie Xiang words touch a sore spot*.

(T/N. *an idiom, to express about words that touch a tender spot, a raw nerve, a term for a sensitive subject that will upset, anger or embarrass someone.)

His father was just a small official, and he had money to spend because he climbed the big tree of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. He knew that more than half of the students at the Arsenal Military Academy had more background than him, but he was born with such a pushy temperament. Today, he felt embarrassed by Huang Song, but because he saw that he was dressed in shabby clothes and came from a poor family, he was the best candidate to establish his prestige. Unexpectedly, the little white face standing in front of him was a sharp-toothed lord, who hit the point with a single sentence, leaving no room for rebuttal, but he couldn't swallow it anyway.

Li Wenzhong picked up a basin in the wheelbarrow and threw it to Xie Xiang. Xie Xiang has learned martial arts with her brother since she was a child. With agility, she dodged the flying basin slightly on her side.

"Clang!"

There is a thunder in a ground*. The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet. Li Wenzhong pretended to be calm and gulped, only to feel dizzy.

(T/N. *To put it in layman's terms, it means to be surprised. Or referring to the sudden surprise of shocking news, or metaphor breaking a peaceful life.) 

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