Early the next morning, Chen Li and the others set off on their journey back home under Zhao Gang's guidance.
Along the way, Zhao Gang and the few young men were still discussing how delicious the roasted horse meat and horse bone soup were last night, how great the harvest from yesterday's battle was, and how brave Chen Li and the others were.
However, Chen Li kept thinking about what Zhao Gang had talked about last night. Perhaps it was the strength that his team had shown that had conquered him, or perhaps it had given him some encouragement at his most difficult time, or something else.
In the end, Zhao Gang agreed to his so-called rotating battle plan. Even though he was worried about the difficulty of the operation, he was also worried that it would cause casualties to Chen Li's subordinates. After all, this was a war, not a game. No one could guarantee absolute safety. Chen Li agreed with all of these.
After that, Zhao Gang brought up many of his views on the Japanese in the past few years in the Northeast. Chen Li also agreed with him, especially when Zhao Gang mentioned that the Japanese would not be satisfied with occupying the Northeast and would soon start a war to continue invading China.
Zhao Gang's opinion on the gap between the Japanese and the Chinese army was also very insightful. From the industrial, population, resources, and technology analysis, if not for the fact that he did not talk about war potential, Chen Li would have thought that he was a down-and-out transmigrator. His awareness was clearly ahead of his time.
If not for the fact that he had read modern history in his previous life, Chen Li felt that his knowledge would definitely not be as good as Zhao Gang's. This also deepened his determination to cooperate with Zhao Gang.
With such an experienced commander leading those soldiers who had never been to the battlefield, even if some of them were lost, the remaining soldiers might survive the upcoming war and play a role in Wanping.
Chen Li still remembered the first time he fought the Japanese yesterday. At the beginning of the battle, he was stunned or at a loss. If he had been within the effective range of the Japanese, he would have been killed by the Japanese in minutes.
Many of his current troops were even weaker than him. If he didn't let them grow, most of them would probably die in the first battle, and they wouldn't even have the chance to create any results.
After a few twists and turns, Chen Li and the others finally arrived at a market that was only a few kilometers away from Wanping City before evening. It was the Zhang Clan Market, which was still under the control of the state.
When they arrived, Chen Li directly spent two dollars to rent a relatively remote house. This place would become their temporary contact point.
Chen Li occupied a large room and took out a small batch of weapons. At the same time, he left all the weapons he and Qian Duoduo had on them, including their military uniforms. Then, he locked the door and threw the key to Qian Duoduo who was still with Zhao Gang.
He changed into casual clothes and gave Zhao Gang two dollars to let him and the few people he brought buy some necessities. At the same time, he strongly suggested that they go for a haircut and take a bath in the bathhouse. He was a Battalion Commander, after all. He shouldn't make himself look like a beggar.
Chen Li spent a large sum of money and hired a carriage to go straight to Wanping. In the wobbly carriage, Chen Li finally experienced the fatigue of a long walk. The soreness in his calves was the best proof.
The horse carriage sped along. Other than the coachman, there was only Chen Li and Qian Quite, as well as Old Zhao, who Zhao Gang had sent to be the instructor.
Old Zhao might be in his early fifties, but he was very good at handling guns. He had been a soldier in the Northeast before the Japanese Kwantung Army. After all, the Kwantung Army was only officially stationed during the Japanese and Russian wars, while Old Zhao was a soldier in the Beiyang era. As for why he joined the Kwantung Army later, Chen Li did not ask much. After all, everyone had privacy…
Fifty years old was already the age to have grandchildren in China (early marriage and early childbirth were advocated in those days). If it was not a last resort, they would not eat this kind of food. After all, they were old and their bodies were not as good as those of young adults.
After almost an hour of torment, Chen Li finally returned home. The first thing he did was to ask Qian Duoduo to pick a class with better overall results and follow the carriage back to the Zhang Clan Gathering to meet Zhao Gang.
The token of contact had long been prepared. He found a Japanese military ticket and tore it in half. If he took it over, the person who sewed it would be one of his own. As for dealing with spies, Zhao Gang had been around for so long, he would definitely be better than him.
As for why he wanted Qian Buhao to replace Qian Duoduo as the instructor, it was because Chen Li felt that Qian Buhao was smarter than Qian Duoduo.
If Qian Duoduo was around, as long as you didn't give the order, he wouldn't ask a single question. On the other hand, Qian Buduo would say,""Guild Leader, let me carry it for you."
Yes, that was the feeling.
Chen Li, who was lying on the bamboo chair in his house and did not want to move at all, suddenly remembered that when the poor Class Eight was sent out, he did not do anything to motivate them, nor did he give them any speeches. Most importantly, he did not even give them an identification card.
Chen Li, who wanted to do something to remedy the situation, immediately limped to the 'barrack' of his own army (where the guards used to live) and shouted at the guys who were eating.
"Look at Class Eight. They train seriously and study hard. They are your role models. Now, they are already glorious. They have already gone out to battle with honor!"
Seeing the 'soldiers' who were trained to be afraid of him looking at him in a daze, Chen Li was very proud. He raised his voice a little. Even though his legs were still very sore, he still forced himself to stand up straight.
"You must work hard and strive for the greatest honor for your class. Your comrades are your brothers. You must not abandon or give up! No matter how difficult it was, he must not abandon his comrades and give up any chance of survival!”
" Alright." Chen Li was very pleased to see that everyone was looking at him. This was the foundation of his future large team. It was not bad for these people to be able to follow orders and prohibit them."Brothers, tell me loudly now, what is our slogan?”
" Good luck! Chicken dinner tonight!" Everyone shouted in unison.
Several black lines floated in front of Chen Li's eyes. If he had known earlier, he would not have used such brainwashing slogans. It was probably too late to correct them now. He originally wanted to teach them not to abandon or give up.
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Many years later, an old man wearing a military uniform and full of military medals appeared on the television screen in a wheelchair.
Under the luxurious background, the beautiful and dignified host asked,"Old General Chen, you were one of the first batch to join Sir's army, and you were also one of Sir's veterans during the uprising. May I ask, what was the situation that made you shout that slogan?”
Tears streamed down the old man's face. He reached out his right hand that only had three fingers left and wiped his wrinkled face with his sleeve."At that time, the Japanese were very fierce. Their equipment was very advanced, and their training was better than ours. Their food was also much better than ours. At that time, it was difficult for us to even eat rice and white flour. In order to motivate us, Sir gave the best training results to eat chicken. Those who made the most contributions in the war could eat chicken. That was white chicken."
"So, in the face of the powerful devils, in order to protect your country and not become a slave to a subjugated country, you shouted the slogan of 'don't abandon, don't give up', right?”
"No, that was not what we shouted back then.'Good luck, chicken dinner tonight!'" The old man said.
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