The Zhang Clan Gathering's stronghold.
At this moment, Chen Li's mood was a little heavy. The first batch of people had returned on time, but two were dead and two were injured.
Of the two who died, one was a system officer with a lot of money, and the other was a former escort, also known as a second attendant. He was an errand boy in the escort agency. Ever since he came to the Chen family, he had bought a small house in Wanping City and left behind a loan.
Naturally, they could not bring back the bodies of the deceased. They only brought some relics, but the injured were brought back.
One was only slightly injured, with a bullet hole in his arm and a simple wound treatment. The other was disabled--his right leg was blown up by a grenade launcher. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and had a simple bandage and treatment, but he could no longer go to the battlefield.
If it was really a regular army, such a thing would not be a problem. However, it was a difficult problem for Chen Li.
The concept of home and country was really meaningless to those who were illiterate. Perhaps they knew that the three eastern provinces were occupied by the Japanese, and perhaps they knew that Wanping and even the two major cities of Pingjin were surrounded by the Japanese, but that was all.
Everyone would talk about righteousness, but when they really faced it, no one knew what it would be like.
After chatting with Zhao Gang for a while, Chen Li also roughly understood the situation. They had attacked a Japanese stronghold and killed more than 40 Japanese.
Zhao Gang had lost two men and one was injured. On his side, two were dead and two were injured.
At this moment, Chen Li finally understood how he had obtained a few hundred resource points that day. However, the 40 or so Japanese definitely did not have such a high price. This meant that there must be a big fish in it.
However, there was no way to verify this information. After all, it was a battle in enemy territory.
From Zhao Gang's point of view, killing more than 40 Japanese with seven casualties was already a great victory. After all, he had never had such a battle record before. Indeed, Chen Li agreed with this point. After all, in the history books he read in his previous life, every battle against Japan was a few people for one Japanese, or even more than a dozen.
Now, Chen Li had to endure the pressure and continue to send out two classes to participate in the rotation battle that he had planned.
It was already June, and it wouldn't be long before the Japanese would conduct live-fire drills outside Wanping County. In other words, whether it was equipment or personnel, they would be greatly restricted.
In other words, Chen Li was in a dilemma.
If he sent out too many people at once, he was afraid that Zhao Gang would become too bold and do something out of line. The losses of the troops would be too great, and he would not be able to take it. If he said too much, he was afraid that Zhao Gang would be afraid. After all, he wanted the soldiers to go out and experience actual combat and see blood.
He definitely couldn't tell him about the July 7 Incident at this time. The Japanese were smart. If he was implicated in so many attacks on the Japanese in Chahar, he would only become the target of public criticism.
Song, who was bent on seeking peace, would not protect him, and neither would Old Jiang, who wanted to resist foreign aggression before stabilizing the country.
Facing the Japanese alone, Chen Li was still a little timid. He only had a hundred people under him, and now that one of them had died in battle, he did not know how to deal with it. He was still a little scared to fight against thousands or tens of thousands of Japanese.
Therefore, Chen Li decided to limit the number of troops that went out to " jungle " to two squads at a time. The Japanese were not that stupid. They might not have been alerted after being attacked once or twice, but if there were more, they would definitely respond.
If the troops in his hands were not pulled out for training, Chen Li was not sure if they could survive in the future street battles. After all, it was a life and death struggle, not the kind of Jianghu habits that the guards were used to.
Chen Li was used to this era. He knew that whether it was escorting or going out to do business, casualties were inevitable. However, it was generally safe. If the second batch of people went out and there were still many casualties, Chen Li did not know if he could suppress it.
This time, he could only use the pension to suppress it.
The deceased would be compensated with 100 yuan.
Injured, 50 dollars.
The disabled would also be paid 50 yuan, and then they would be treated. They would be arranged to work according to the situation.
If this money was not much, it was not little either. From the human side, a dozen or so oceans could buy a capable young man. The life and death of the family were in the hands of the master. This was the case in troubled times.
At this moment, Chen Li was actually considered rich. The business of 100 cannons had been completed in Shanghai. The group of people had forcefully rented a car and were on the way back.
However, the resource points in his hands had unknowingly reached close to 20,000. In theory, it was not that much. Even if each cannon was equipped with 300 to 500 shells, it would not even make a profit of 15,000 resource points.
However, who knew how many shells those warlords had bought for that cannon? In fact, Chen Li, or rather, those forces, were also very clear that it was useless to buy too many cannonballs. The barrel of the cannon would eventually be worn out until it was smooth. However, there was no way for others to buy them.
In other words, with just the money or resource points earned from this vote, Chen Li could arm a regular army regiment at any time. If it was based on the current standards of the national army, it could even be a division.
After all, Chen Li's standard was two-gun or even three-gun soldiers. Compared to the current Chinese army, which had less than 50% gun ownership, he required each soldier to have at least two guns, a rifle and a pistol. They could, but there was no need to compare their shortcomings with the Japanese.
As for what effect the 100 cannons and 100 meticulously written books would have on the Chinese battlefield, Chen Li was no longer thinking about it.
What Chen Li was facing was that the death of a soldier in the army was a very big matter. He wanted to see how the real Wanping garrison trained and how they faced such a problem.
Therefore, Chen Li prepared a pistol as a gift, Colt 1911.
He finally felt that he should visit the Wanping garrison and see how they were doing.
This was because he usually looked down on them. Similarly, they also looked down on a security group that spent money to buy a reputation but did not take on any defensive tasks. After all, there was also a security force here.
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