Lin Fan finally concluded his inspection of the newly established field hospital.

Ye Zhao, the army commander, and Taishi Hongyang, the chief of staff, who had been following him, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The happiest person was probably Uesugi Ryuta, the hospital director. He had finally seen off this smiling tiger who had been constantly prodding him while maintaining a smile.

After leaving the newly established field hospital,

Lin Fan and his entourage continued towards the six thousand puppet troops captured by the 83rd Army.

His special operations company had just gained a hospital of nearly seven hundred people.

It would be a lie to say that Army Commander Ye Zhao of the 66th Army and Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang of the 80th Army weren't envious.

Everyone was a military leader; no matter how ignorant,

they would understand the importance of veterans in a unit.

Battle-hardened veterans were the backbone of any force.

But in battle, there were always casualties. These wounded soldiers,

if provided with good medical care, could greatly reduce the number of deaths,

indirectly increasing the number of veterans and improving combat effectiveness.

More importantly, the soldiers' morale would be different knowing that there was a hospital to treat them after being wounded.

However, Army Commander Ye Zhao and Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang seemed to think that Lin Fan might be right.

After all, suddenly capturing a fully formed Japanese hospital,

such a big deal, would surely lead to it being transferred away by Wuhan.

Such resources would certainly be allocated to Chang Kai-shek's elite guard units.

Thinking about it that way, it was better to leave it to the special operations company, a way to build goodwill.

These people had already seen that Lin Fan was a man of sentiment, someone who didn't dwell on gains and losses, a generous person.

Furthermore, the special operations company had participated in every battle today and had consistently been the main force.

Lin Fan had managed to gather everyone in Jurong,

providing them with good food and drinks, and even distributing equipment to everyone.

He even invited everyone to stay here and "hunt," even old foxes like Army Commander Ye Zhao felt that

taking a slight loss was acceptable.

Now, this group of people was walking out of Jurong town.

Less than two kilometers out, they saw soldiers from the 83rd Army happily clearing roadblocks.

These roadblocks were built by them to prevent the Japanese from attacking from Jurong,

and to block the Japanese reinforcements coming from Tianwang Temple. In the end, neither group of Japanese came.

The special operations company's heavy artillery was still set up in the distance, and the artillery observation balloon was still floating in the sky.

The road had to be cleared, and it had to be repaired well.

After all, the special operations company now had another aircraft to tow away.

To ensure that the main force could pass through smoothly, whoever built the roadblocks would now have to dismantle them.

Not a single soldier in the 83rd Army felt wronged by this decision.

They had won a great victory today, and they were willing to do whatever was needed.

As Lin Fan and his group passed by, the soldiers were working vigorously.

Army Commander Ye Zhao could see a vigor in these soldiers' faces.

This was completely different from what he had seen when he first met this army yesterday. Yesterday, these soldiers were all exhausted,

and their dispirited appearance was unpleasant at first glance.

Everything had now completely changed; this army could now be considered an elite force.

At this moment, he remembered Lin Fan's words:

"When soldiers win battles, their morale increases, and their combat effectiveness greatly improves when they fight the Japanese again."

It seemed that the best way to encourage soldiers was still victory!

When Lin Fan and his group finally saw the puppet army unit,

Lin Fan smiled and congratulated Army Commander Deng Longguang, who was approaching them, "Army Commander Deng, congratulations on your fortune!

You've captured over six hundred carts and so many puppet troops this time."

Army Commander Ye Zhao also said with a smile, "Old Deng! You've struck it rich this time."

Army Commander Deng said modestly, "This is thanks to the support from the brotherly units; otherwise,

just with the Japanese staying in Jurong, we wouldn't have dared to attack!"

Lin Fan asked with a smile, "What are your thoughts on this batch of puppet troops?"

Now that the three giants had gathered, it was time to discuss the distribution of spoils.

Army Commander Ye and Army Commander Deng looked at each other, "Brother Lin, what are your thoughts? Tell us so we can consider them."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "If you two have ideas about these puppet troops, we'll separate them out for distribution.

If you two don't have any ideas about these people, I plan to do some ideological work on them,

and have them join us in resisting the Japanese!"

Army Commander Deng Longguang thought for a moment, "My troops are all locals; mixing in these puppet troops would be difficult to manage.

I think I'll pass."

What Army Commander Ye Zhao wanted were the doctors and nurses in the field hospital; he didn't care for these puppet troops either.

These kinds of soldiers had become accustomed to surrendering.

If the battle went slightly unfavorable, they would run away.

No matter which side captured them, they would immediately follow that side.

They didn't have the slightest bit of conviction.

At this time, Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang had already reported to Army Commander Deng about the special operations company accepting the captured Japanese field hospital.

After listening, Deng Longguang simply nodded.

In his opinion, his army was already fortunate to have found its way to Jurong yesterday and to have joined forces with these two units.

Not to mention that the entire army had a good night's rest last night.

Well-fed and rested, the combat effectiveness of the entire army had recovered considerably.

They had just won a great victory, and the soldiers' panic from fleeing Nanjing had

completely changed. With morale and equipment, he didn't have any further demands.

As for those Japanese doctors and nurses, he only felt envy; he didn't have any intention of getting involved.

In fact, the 83rd Army was now in better condition than when they had first arrived in Nanjing from Guangdong.

Army Commander Deng Longguang didn't have any further expectations.

After thinking for a while, Army Commander Ye Zhao finally gave up on the idea of getting more soldiers.

After seeing Lin Fan's army, he understood one thing: quality over quantity.

He had to find a way to train his soldiers to the same level as the special operations company.

With such a force of over ten thousand elite soldiers, he wouldn't be afraid of even a Japanese division.

Then, he would consider further expansion!

From the battles in Nanjing, he had realized that simply having more people was completely useless.

It could even be counterproductive; more people actually decreased combat effectiveness.

Army Commander Ye Zhao finally said, "The 66th Army can't take in these soldiers either.

Our troops are all local, so we don't need to arrange for new recruits for now."

In reality, he was also worried that while the special operations company was sufficient to supply the troops,

if they left the special operations company, the supplies allocated by Wuhan would be based on headcount.

Suddenly adding thousands of soldiers and thousands of mouths to feed would be a big problem.

Hearing the two army commanders' statements, Lin Fan immediately became happy, "We've captured quite a lot of supplies this time.

These people can be used to help us with transportation, and we can also select some of them to join us

and fight the Japanese together!"

Army Commander Deng Longguang and Army Commander Ye Zhao looked at Lin Fan together; they were still waiting for the next distribution.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "We discovered a Japanese weapons depot in Jurong just now.

Later, you two can lead the remaining troops who haven't been re-equipped into Jurong town

and equip all the troops.

Yesterday and today, you two armies have had all your equipment replaced.

The equipment for the four regiments yesterday was all mine, so it needs to be returned.

The equipment today is also half from the special operations company.

Everything needs to be accounted for. Tonight, we'll have a good distribution of the spoils.

Even between brothers, accounts must be settled clearly!"

Everyone present laughed.

Army Commander Ye Zhao asked seriously, "What about after our soldiers are equipped?"

According to Army Commander Ye Zhao's own idea, of course, after being equipped, they would immediately head towards Ningguo.

No matter how strong the special operations company's combat power was, he couldn't feel at ease.

Army Commander Ye Zhao still wanted to return to his own territory.

If his army went to Ningguo and then detoured back to Guangdong, he would be able to rest assured.

Army Commander Deng Longguang actually thought the same way.

However, they had now taken the special operations company's guns and eaten the special operations company's food, so they had to listen to the special operations company's command.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Continue to rest here for a while and see if any more Japanese are coming."

Army Commander Deng asked, "Are we going to continue to lure reinforcements?"

Lin Fan nodded, "We took Jurong, and I just heard a report that there are a lot of supplies stored here.

It seems that this place was where the Japanese had stored the supplies they had gathered

to prepare for attacking Nanjing.

But they didn't expect the Nationalist army to abandon the city so quickly.

All the supplies they prepared were completely useless,

and they all benefited us.

Now, as long as we distribute these supplies,

it's worth it to abandon Jurong immediately."

Lin Fan casually drew a map on the ground.

"This is Nanjing, this is Tangshan, this is Chunhua, this is Jurong, and this is Tianwang Temple.

Our next step is to take Tianwang Temple first,

then go to Lishui, Langxi, and Guangde, fighting all the way.

Attack in the front and defend in the back. If the Japanese send too strong of a force,

we'll leave. If they use tactics like today, we'll fight."

The 66th Army and the 83rd Army had both fought a beautiful battle today, and their morale was high.

The two army commanders thought for a moment and felt that there was nothing wrong with Lin Fan's plan.

After all, their journey from Nanjing was to go to Ningguo.

The only difference now was that the planned retreat was to be done quietly, without alarming the Japanese.

The purpose of doing so was very simple: to be passive.

The plan was made considering that they could not defeat the Japanese.

Now, Lin Fan's tactic was to fight all the way: Lin Fan believed that they could defeat the Japanese.

This time, the Japanese were beaten and lost.

This was a good sign!

Lin Fan continued, "If the Japanese simply abandon this area, then we can consider these places to be liberated."

Army Commander Ye Zhao smiled slightly, "The Japanese will not abandon this place."

Lin Fan also said with a smile, "Then we must make a stance here to disrupt their next steps.

If we don't stab the Japanese in the back,

they will definitely continue to pursue the Nationalist army's main force along the railway."

Hearing Lin Fan say this, the four confidential officers who had arrived from Wuhan this morning looked at each other.

They were somewhat surprised in their hearts: when they set out from Wuhan,

they already knew that Lin Fan's army was "colored," and Lin Fan's political leanings were also very clear.

He had never concealed it.

But what they didn't expect was that he would be thinking of holding back the Japanese for the Nationalist army's main force and disrupting the Japanese plan to pursue the Nationalist army's main force.

Instantly, these four people felt that Lin Fan, this company commander, looked much more pleasing to the eye.

The 83rd Army, the 66th Army, and the Special Operations Company basically agreed to Lin Fan's plan.

Lin Fan said to Army Commander Deng Longguang with a smile, "Army Commander Deng! Your troops can be sent out now, heading towards Tianwang Temple."

Army Commander Deng said with a smile, "I've already sent out reconnaissance squads. This time, I'll send the two regiments that were equipped with weapons yesterday first,

then let the two regiments that went to Chunhua serve as the second echelon,

and the four regiments behind as the third echelon."

Lin Fan agreed with a smile, "I'll send a motorcade to send you over."

The Special Operations Company now had quite a few supplies, and he needed to send some away first.

At the same time, Lin Fan also wanted to occupy Tianwang Temple as soon as possible.

Army Commander Deng said happily, "That's great!"

Lin Fan then walked towards those puppet troops.

The puppet troops, including Captain Leng Jingguo, had been surrounded in this wilderness by the Nationalist army for two hours.

They had set out from Tianwang Temple in the morning, and now it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

They were all so hungry that their stomachs were growling.

They could see that the Nationalist army soldiers guarding them hadn't eaten either.

Therefore, these puppet troops were smart enough not to ask for food.

Among these people, when they were escorted here, they began to discuss in low voices:

"How will the Nationalist army arrange for them?"

Some said they would be released directly; no one would be willing to waste food on them.

Some said they would be kept as soldiers; that was how it had always been.

Others said worriedly, "In the past, it was all infighting between warlords; everyone was from the same country.

This time, we've become puppet troops!"

In a word, many puppet troops' hearts were in turmoil.

Among these people, many had been old soldiers for over a decade.

In their decade of military service, they had been captured many times.

Each time they were captured, the officers were the first to surrender.

That way, the officers were still officers, and the soldiers were still soldiers.

Only the camp had changed; maybe today they were following Party A to fight Party B, and tomorrow they would be following Party B to fight Party A.

When they were captured next time, everyone would do the same.

Over the years, everyone had become accustomed to it.

Only today's situation was a little different: heavy machine guns on both mountain tops were aimed at them.

This made them feel very afraid, always afraid that the machine gunners on the mountain would slip their hands.

Those of them who were being targeted would be miserable.

It was precisely because of the deterrence of those heavy machine guns that none of the six thousand puppet troops dared to run around.

They had just seen a team of people riding warhorses coming over.

Shan Chengfu, who had the best eyesight, said to Captain Leng, "There are two lieutenant generals, three or four major generals."

But those people were just standing and chatting in the distance, and no one came over.

This made Captain Leng a little flustered.

What exactly did these Nationalist army people want to do to them?

Fortunately, not much time passed before those people finally walked towards them.

Lin Fan walked directly in front of these puppet troops and found a high place.

He asked loudly, "Who's in charge here?"

Captain Leng quickly ran out, "Officer! It's me! My name is Leng Jingguo, and I'm the captain of this unit."

Lin Fan looked at him coldly. After a full minute, he asked, "After you became a puppet army captain for the Japanese,

did you kill any civilians?"

Captain Leng quickly said, "Officer! I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare! We're all compatriots; how could I bring myself to do it?"

Lin Fan sneered, "If you're lying! You'll be shot."

Captain Leng quickly replied, "Officer! We wouldn't dare do things like murder and arson.

We might do a little bit of stealing chickens and dogs, and snatching a little food sometimes.

Really, only a little bit.

We still have that much conscience."

Lin Fan shouted to all the soldiers in the unit, "Anyone who can provide evidence that this person has killed ordinary civilians will receive one hundred yuan."

Sweat poured down Leng Jingguo's face, "Officer! I'm being wronged! People will make up lies for that one hundred yuan."

Lin Fan sneered, "Those who tell lies will be punished even more severely.

As long as it's found out that someone is lying, they'll be shot."

Captain Leng Jingguo, waiting for judgment, felt like he had lived a year in those two minutes.

Fortunately, in those two minutes, no one stood up to claim the one hundred yuan.

Lin Fan finally smiled, "Very good! Captain Leng, it seems what you said is true.

Have you fought the Japanese?"

Captain Leng thought to himself, "These people are clearly fighting the Japanese."

He immediately replied, "Reporting, officer! I also fought the Japanese when I was in the Nationalist army."

Lin Fan shouted to everyone in the puppet army unit, "Have you fought the Japanese?"

This group of puppet troops had been listening attentively from the moment Lin Fan began speaking.

Now, hearing Lin Fan suddenly ask them if they had fought the Japanese,

even a fool would know how to answer. Even those who didn't know how to answer

had already been shown an example by the captain.

So all the puppet troops who heard this question shouted, "We've fought the Japanese!"

"We've fought the Japanese!"

"Fight the Japanese!"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "It seems that everyone has fought the Japanese.

From today on, you'll be fighting the Japanese again.

Are you happy or not?"

Captain Leng's face was full of obsequious smiles, and he took the lead in shouting loudly, "Happy!

Fight the Japanese!

Happy!"

Those puppet troops also shouted along, "Happy! Fight the Japanese! Happy!"

Captain Leng Jingguo knew: he had defected again today!

They had gone from being puppet troops to becoming Nationalist army soldiers again.

Who cares what army it was; survival was the most important thing.

Lin Fan smiled, "Since everyone is willing to fight the Japanese, I'll tell you about our achievements in fighting the Japanese today.

Today in Chunhua, we annihilated an entire Japanese infantry regiment of five thousand men.

Today in Jurong, we've killed three thousand Japanese.

Today's battle in Tangshan is still ongoing, and the results haven't come out yet,

but I can only say that the Japanese are definitely going to fail.

I've said so much just now, and many of you don't believe it.

But: the Japanese company of about two hundred men that was following your unit

was annihilated right under your noses. That's a fact, right?"

The soldiers below, hearing Lin Fan say that they had killed so many Japanese today,

simply didn't believe it!

Many soldiers were whispering to each other, and many of those voices were saying, "Bullshit!"

They had to admit Lin Fan's last sentence.

Although not every puppet troop could see it, when they were being corralled here,

these puppet troops had already heard from the people at the back of the unit:

"The Japanese were killed so miserably; they were all killed by landmines, and no one survived.

Two hundred Japanese, without firing a single shot, died just like that.

It was too tragic!"

Now, hearing the officer in the high place mention this, everyone had to be convinced.

Lin Fan continued, "Fighting the Japanese requires having rules for fighting the Japanese.

The first rule, Captain Leng has already said."

Captain Leng looked bewildered, "What did I say just now?"

Lin Fan explained, "Captain Leng said: Don't bully the people! That's our first rule.

What's the purpose of fighting the Japanese? It's to protect the people.

If we're fighting the Japanese while bullying the people,

what's the difference between us and the Japanese?

The second rule: no running away! Since you've joined the army to fight the Japanese,

if you eat my food, you have to work for me!

Some people say: I'm just one person, and I'll run away whenever I get the chance.

What I want to say is: you people have become accustomed to running away.

That's a good habit; running fast is a good thing.

But that's when you're fighting the Japanese, charging forward.

If anyone runs away while fighting the Japanese, or runs away during a march,

I'll only follow the rules: for every person who runs away, you'll all draw lots to have ten people executed.

So, for your own lives, keep a close eye on the people around you.

Don't let anyone run away; if he runs away, you might lose your life.

The third rule: all actions must follow orders.

Whose orders? Of course, my orders.

Now, Captain Leng will organize the ranks and call out the numbers,

call names and organize the roster.

Your names will be stored forever, and future generations will remember your names forever.

They will know that you once fought and shed blood to expel the Japanese for the unification of the country.

Your children and relatives will always be proud of you.

In the future, your descendants can proudly say to others:

My father was also someone who fought the Japanese.

You can sit here and eat, and you can cultivate in the fields, all thanks to my father and the others who drove away the Japanese.

Are you honored or not?"

"Honored!"

"Honored!"

"Honored!"

Lin Fan continued, "Life in this world! Eating and clothing are the two most important things. In my unit,

as for clothing, needless to say, everyone wears this yellow skin!"

All the puppet troops laughed.

"Eating! As for this word, 'eating,' in my unit, there's only one order:

Eat! Eat more! Eat your fill! And eat a lot!

Therefore, I've always believed: the ability to eat is combat effectiveness.

If a soldier can't even eat three bowls of rice, how can he run?

How can he jump? How can he fight the Japanese with bayonets?

If a soldier can't even eat a piece of meat a day, how can he have the strength to fight?"

When Lin Fan said this, someone in the puppet army shouted:

"Officer! If I join your army, will there really be meat to eat every day?"

Lin Fan pointed at that soldier with a smile, "Good lad! You have an eye for talent!

You've asked the most practical question right away.

Here today, I'll make it clear: having meat every day is a must.

If one day, you feel that there's no meat,

and you want to leave to find a better opportunity,

just tell me: you said there would be meat every day, but now there isn't.

Therefore, I want to leave.

I guarantee I'll give you a slip of paper to let you go.

Because that means I've failed you and lied to you."

The soldier who had shouted immediately said, "Officer! As long as there's meat every day, even if you beat me with a stick, I won't leave."

His words caused a burst of laughter.

Many puppet troops echoed, "That's right! If there's meat every day, only a fool would run!"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Whether there's meat or not, empty words are useless.

Let's make a gentleman's agreement: you guarantee that no one will run away for three days.

If there isn't meat on any of those three days, I'll voluntarily let you go."

He looked at Captain Leng, "Now, Captain Leng, organize the ranks. Each squad will stand in formation according to the table of organization.

It's already past lunchtime,

but good food is never too late!

It should be here soon."

Today, suddenly having nearly seven thousand mouths to feed overwhelmed Sheng Shicai.

Fortunately, Li Xian had encountered such a thing before.

He told Sheng Shicai to just focus on cooking the rice. As for the dishes?

Just use the captured canned meat.

Heat up and mix a thousand cans of meat with turnips and potatoes.

The smell might not travel for miles,

but it definitely traveled for a mile or two,

causing everyone far and near to drool as soon as they smelled it.

Today, the roads from the cooking squad to the various units had all been cleared.

Vehicles drove out from here, towards Tangshan, Chunhua, Tianwang Temple,

and the troops fighting in Jurong town, and the artillery positions, all starting to eat at the same time.

Following Lin Fan's orders, Captain Leng organized his troops squad by squad.

This puppet army was organized entirely according to the Japanese combat sequence,

divided into squads, platoons, and companies.

In reality, Captain Leng was already at the regimental commander level.

It was just that someone like him didn't even have as much status as an ordinary Japanese soldier in the Japanese army.

After all, when you're a dog in someone else's house, even the top dog is inferior to the owner.

Just as they finished organizing the troops, they began to register each soldier's place of origin, name, home address, parents' names, and the names of their wives, children, or siblings, according to Lin Fan's request.

Lin Fan spoke directly: when you die in battle, I will definitely send someone to give your family one hundred yuan in legal tender and a plaque for a war martyr.

If I can't do that, you can haunt me as a ghost.

People in this era still very much believed that heaven was watching what people did.

After Lin Fan said this,

Squad Leader Pu Yuanming said in a low voice to his soldier Shan Chengfu,

"Are we really running into an officer who's easy to talk to?"

Shan Chengfu also said, "No officer has ever said that if we die, they will definitely send the compensation to our families.

Never mind all that; just for having meat to eat every day, I'm going to eat as much as I can for a few more days."

"You want to run?" Squad Leader Pu Yuanming asked.

"I don't want to! As long as there's meat to eat and I can eat my fill, only a fool would want to run.

These days, I've been following the Japanese to eat, but I still haven't been full," Shan Chengfu said in a low voice.

They saw four vehicles driving over in the distance, and someone was shouting, "Someone! Carry the rice over."

Captain Leng Jingguo looked at Lin Fan, and after receiving Lin Fan's permission,

he sent a squad of soldiers to run over.

These soldiers ran to the four vehicles and saw that they were full of rice buckets.

The soldier distributing the food asked about the number of people, which was six thousand, and immediately gave them sixty rice buckets and thirty vegetable buckets.

He even said considerately, "Come back if you need more!"

This excited Ma Junming's squad, who had run over to get the food.

The private Lin Shen, who had just brought the vegetables down, quietly lifted the wooden lid covering the vegetable bucket.

A rich meaty fragrance suddenly emanated.

The soldier distributing the food on the vehicle immediately became serious.

He shouted loudly, "Why are you opening the lid at this time? If you open it, the dish will cool down a bit.

When it's distributed to the soldiers, it won't be as hot.

Won't that make Squad Leader Sheng's cooking seem bad?

Quickly close it and send it back quickly."

Lin Shen, hearing the rebuke, wasn't angry and smiled as he apologized, "Officer! I didn't know; I'll close it right away, I'll close it right away."

The person who had scolded him saw that this person's attitude of admitting his mistake was good.

Only then did he soften his tone, "I'm not an officer. In our army,

everyone is equal. Letting the brothers eat their fill and eat well

is what gives them the strength to fight the Japanese!

You're new here, so you don't understand our army yet.

When you understand, you'll know how good it is here!"

Squad Leader Ma Junming quickly led his men to carry the rice buckets back.

These puppet troops, who were hungry and cold in the wilderness,

suddenly smelled the fragrant meat and felt that the rice they had received was hot and could warm their hands.

All these soldiers became happy.

At least the rice was hot and the dishes were fragrant. That officer really didn't lie.

Holding their bowls, these newly surrendered soldiers had happy smiles on their faces.

In their opinion, it wasn't a big deal to follow whoever and fight whoever.

The important thing was to eat well and eat their fill.

It seemed that this could be satisfied here.

With a few bites of rice and a piece of meat swallowed, there was no greater joy in life than this.

Lin Fan, Army Commander Ye Zhao, Army Commander Deng Longguang, and the two division commanders and several regimental commanders of the 83rd Army were all eating here.

Army Commander Ye Zhao took a bite of meat and said with a sigh, "Company Commander Lin! You're using meat to recruit soldiers.

Can you really guarantee that there will be meat to eat every day?"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Our company's training volume is a bit high; if we don't eat some meat,

the soldiers won't be able to handle it."

Army Commander Deng Longguang said with a smile, "After eating the Special Operations Company's food for a day, I don't want my troops to cook separately anymore."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "You can also eat like this when you go to Tianwang Temple!

The order should be better over there; buy more fish from the people."

Army Commander Deng smiled wryly, "Do you think every army is as rich as you guys?

Even if there's fish, we can't afford it."

Hearing Army Commander Deng say this, Army Commander Ye Zhao finally found some comfort: these two regular army units of his

were actually not as rich as this unit that no one had taken in.

It was too unfair!

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Actually, you can also do what the Special Operations Company does: use war to support war!

Fight the Japanese and get supplies!

It also pleases the people; it's a win-win situation!"

Army Commander Ye Zhao glanced at him askance, "Are the Japanese that easy to fight?

If they were really that easy to fight,

President Chiang wouldn't have run to Wuhan."

Lin Fan sighed, "Actually, the Japanese aren't that strong in this world.

They're just a tiger in the mountains when there are no other tigers, and the monkey is king.

The Soviet Union, Germany, France, Italy, the United States, and Britain are all stronger than them.

It's just that we're too weak.

We're weak not in military strength, but in ideology!"

Saying this, Lin Fan stopped talking.

Now he couldn't figure out what had happened to the entire country in the past hundred years.

In reality, the country had also introduced quite a few Western ideas and Western technologies in the past hundred years.

The entire country had also spent a lot of money, but no technology had been developed.

What exactly had the people of the entire nation been doing in the past hundred years?

Lin Fan couldn't understand it, so he temporarily stopped thinking about it.

The six thousand puppet troops here had only just been separated into platoons and gathered.

They were all eating now.

One platoon was just right to be reorganized into one squad in the Special Operations Company.

These six thousand people would be reorganized into forty squads at once.

There were also three hundred people in the direction of Chunhua, which would be two more squads.

If you added the original ten squads of the Special Operations Company,

Lin Fan thought that it was impossible for him to command more than fifty squads in battle alone.

The army was too big, and still only having squad organization seemed too small.

It was time to let go!

Lin Fan thought secretly.

Although he now had an army of more than eight thousand people, he was still only a company commander in the Special Operations Company of the 542nd Regiment of the 88th Division.

He couldn't lose this identity yet.

At least when he had this identity, he could still use it when he went to the Nationalist army's territory.

To settle down the six thousand three hundred new soldiers he had captured today,

Lin Fan racked his brains.

Li Xian, at this time, had already prepared more than one hundred thousand legal tender, according to Lin Fan's instructions.

This was to pay out the bonuses to all the soldiers.

Just after lunch, Regiment Commander Liu Wan and Regiment Commander Liu Yong, who were staying in Chunhua, received more than seven thousand yuan in legal tender sent by the Special Operations Company.

Each soldier received five yuan, which was distributed in front of the entire regiment, with officers and soldiers receiving the same five yuan.

The money was first distributed from the regimental commander. The first to receive the money was Regiment Commander Liu Wan.

He took his five yuan, showed it to the soldiers with a smile,

and then put it in his pocket.

Next was the chief of staff, Battalion Commander Yun Xingyuan.

When Long Feihang heard his name being called, he quickly ran up and took the money back.

He looked carefully at the five yuan and said happily, "This is fair.

Everyone fights the Japanese together and shares the money together!"

Kou Zimo silently took back five yuan, tears flowing in his heart: his gold ingot and silver ingots had only been exchanged for five yuan.

Long Feihang saw his dissatisfaction and sneered, "You're still not satisfied?"

Kou Zimo sneered, "You exchanged so much gold for five yuan; are you satisfied?"

Long Feihang sneered, "I doubt you could have kept those gold all day.

Not to mention that I bet that if you hadn't handed over that gold,

you wouldn't have lived to see tomorrow!"

Hearing Long Feihang's words, Kou Zimo slowly calmed down at this time.

He began to recall the things he had done today, thinking about his happy mood when he had just picked up the gold ingot,

thinking about the envious and jealous expressions of the people around him when he took out the gold ingot.

Only then was he suddenly shocked: he had really gone through the gates of hell today.

Thinking of this, he finally admitted defeat, "Brother Long! It's because I was ignorant.

I was blinded by the gold.

I forgot everything. Please forgive my ignorance."

Long Feihang laughed loudly, "You're a smart kid. Now that you don't have any gold and only five yuan,

everyone has five yuan in their hands, so there's nothing to worry about."

The scene of distributing money was everywhere in the whole of Bao Rong.

Even the dozens of people from the Qian family had some.

Old Man Qian received five yuan and was still saying, "I'm ashamed! I'm ashamed! I didn't help your army."

The soldier distributing the money knew how to talk, "Those who follow us are one of us."

Sheng Shicai's wife, Wang Yufen, was counting the fifteen yuan in her hand, and her face was beaming with joy:

"Our family of four has some; five yuan per person is twenty yuan.

This money came quickly."

Sheng Menghan also became happy, "This was given out for fighting the Japanese, so it's not easy!"

Wang Yufen had already regarded Chen Sichuan as a member of her family.

Although Chen Sichuan was still fighting at the front at this time.

Chen Sichuan, Liu Laopao, Jia Shusheng, and Xiao Dongbei, their squad of four, had fought to the final stage.

As the area defended by the Japanese decreased, these four squads had all squeezed together.

The density of artillery fire was even greater, and they were killing the Japanese even faster.

Under the intense suppression of artillery fire, the last two hundred soldiers remaining in the Zhi Bao Jian Yang Tai squadron

were decreasing in number and could no longer continue fighting.

The desperate Zhi Bao Jian Yang Tai Captain finally walked out of the command post where Commander Asaka no miya Yasuhiko had once stayed.

He ordered all the documents inside to be destroyed, and then he would lead the last forty or so Japanese