Chapter 1
The citizens ran in panic, their clothes were disheveled, their weapons were not neat, and the army was in disarray.
Zhang Wenbin watched as the citizens fled into the city with their families and bags. He really wanted to tell them that the city would not be able to be defended. In half a month, the city would break out into a war to defend Jinling. In the end, the city would fall, and a massacre that would shock the entire world would happen. Hundreds of thousands of citizens would die at the hands of the Japanese.
But he knew that no one would listen to them. He couldn't say that because it would affect the morale of the army.
"System binding complete. The Strong Army Training System has been officially activated.”
" Basic Attribute: Military Heart Activated!"
" Basic Attribute: Morale Activated!"
" Basic Attribute: Command activated!"
" Basic Attribute: Power Attack activated!"
" Basic Attribute: Perseverance activated!"
"System Message:
[Level: Level 1]
[Access: Lee Enfield Rifle, Cloth Wheel Light Machine Gun, Vickers Machine Gun, Webley 0.455-inch Mark IV/V Revolver, 2-inch Mortar, Hand Grenade, Radio Station]
Military morale 0
Morale 0
Attack 0
Perseverance 0
Command 5 "
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Wenbin's mind.
Hearing this voice, Zhang Wenbin's face lit up. He was originally a worker in the future, but he had transmigrated to Earth in a parallel world for no reason and became the son of a rich family.
He used his family connections to become an officer in the Congress Party. He was currently working in the Jinling Garrison Command as a small major.
One of the reasons why he insisted on joining the Jinling Garrison Command was because of the situation.
With his background and his age, he would be a battalion commander in the army. However, a battalion commander was only a middle-level officer. He didn't know many things and couldn't come into contact with the core things. Moreover, his father wouldn't allow him to leave the army. After all, he was the only son of the old Zhang family.
"This stupid system is finally activated.”
Zhang Wenbin slowly thought to himself. He had been here for more than 20 days. For nearly a month, he had been staying in Jinling obediently, waiting for the system to be fully activated.
"System, how can I obtain a weapon within my authority?”
Zhang Wenbin was wearing a yellow military uniform. He walked to a quiet place and asked the system in his mind.
"Replying to the host, this system is a strong army training system. The number of weapons and ammunition granted by the system is determined by the host's military rank. Currently, the host's military rank is Major. The host can obtain a battalion of weapons and equipment from the current Chinese National Army.
The ammunition is provided by the system in a controlled manner. The host's army can have up to 10 units of ammunition. When the number reaches 10 units, the system will temporarily stop providing ammunition. Only when the number of ammunition is used can it continue to be provided. The number will remain at 10 units!”
The system answered, and Zhang Wenbin also understood. The system's access to weapons did not require any other conditions, but there was a limit to the number. Currently, his military rank was Major, and the system assumed that he was the Battalion Commander, so it provided him with a battalion's worth of weapons and equipment.
As for ammunition, the current system could only provide an average of 10 units of ammunition for a battalion.
If every soldier had ten bullets, it would be enough. Moreover, each soldier could not carry ten bullets.
Under normal circumstances, he could only carry four base numbers of rifle bullets, which was 240 rounds. Rifles, machine guns, pistols, and other weapons all had different ammunition bases. For example, a bolt-action rifle had 60 rounds of ammunition, while a pistol only had 30 or 20 rounds of ammunition. A light machine gun's ammunition base was 100 rounds. The ammunition base was different, and it was different in each country. This was already the most. Any more and the soldiers would have too much to carry.
"How will you give me weapons and ammunition?”
Zhang Wenbin asked again. This was a question that he was more concerned about.
"Currently, weapons and ammunition can appear at the location designated by the host within a radius of two kilometers.”
Zhang Wenbin was very satisfied after hearing that.
He turned around and walked out. Looking at the crowd rushing in and the scattered soldiers at the city gate, he couldn't help but shake his head.
It was now November 27th, 1937.
Half a month ago, the three-month Battle of Songhu had ended. The Celestial Empire had been defeated, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers had fallen on the land of Shanghai.
After that, some people in the National Congress Party proposed to stick to the Wufu defense line with the eastern Maginot defense line. However, the big shots of the National Congress Party knew very well that the Wufu defense line was nonsense. Those fortifications could be dug into a hole with a single step.
Moreover, the battle of Songhu had been defeated, and the soldiers on the front lines had retreated. When it came to retreating, they all began to scramble to escape, and the retreat became a complete defeat. It was impossible to stop his defense.
Zhang Wenbin did not return to the garrison headquarters. Instead, he returned to his home.
Although he was the only son of the Old Zhang family, the influence of the Old Zhang family in the Congress Party was not to be underestimated. He was a veteran of the Congress Party, and in terms of qualifications, the chairman could not compare.
Not only was Zhang Wenbin an elder in the Congress Party, but he was also a member of the Jiang-Zhe Financial Group. Furthermore, Zhang Wenbin's father was a nominal leader of the Hong Sect. Although it was only in name, he had a high prestige.
Therefore, Zhang Wenbin also lived in a luxurious mansion. It was a large house with seven entrances and seven exits.
When he returned home, a butler, Zhang Ming, opened the door for Zhang Wenbin.
"Young Master, why are you back?"
Zhang Ming looked at Zhang Wenbin and asked in surprise. Shouldn't his Young Master be serving in the army now? Why did he come back?
Zhang Wenbin was not in a hurry to speak. He looked inside the house. At this moment, the house was already empty. Many precious trees had been dug away.
"Have you moved everything?"
Zhang Wenbin asked after looking around.
"Young Master, everything has been moved. Master said that if the Japanese attack, you should leave Jinling as soon as possible. Master has already informed them. They will send you out of Jinling!”
Zhang Wenbin's father had already gone to Sichuan a long time ago. Most of his family business had also moved there.
Because Zhang Wenbin had joined the army, he hadn't left before. Now that the Japanese were about to attack Jinling, Zhang Wenbin's father naturally couldn't let his only son stay in Jinling. He had already made connections.
As long as the war broke out, the Ministry of Military Affairs would use other names to transfer Zhang Wenbin to the rear. He had no choice! Old Zhang's family only had one child, and they were still counting on Zhang Wenbin to carry on the family line! How could they let him be at the front line?
Glancing at the empty courtyard, Zhang Wenbin shook his head slightly and said,"Alright, you don't have to worry about this. I know. Take the other servants and leave Jinling! A war was about to break out here. If the situation is urgent, I will take a plane to Sichuan.”
"Young Master, aren't you going with me?”
Zhang Ming was taken aback. Ever since a month ago, his young master had started to change. The young master who was once ignorant and incompetent and always lingered around the Qinhuai River was gone. Instead, he had become more mature and had his own ideas when doing things.
"No need!"
Zhang Wenbin shook his head slightly. Looking at the determined expression on Zhang Wenbin's face, Zhang Ming wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything.
Soon, under Zhang Wenbin's urging, Zhang Ming left Jinling with the remaining servants in the house.
Looking at the empty house, Zhang Wenbin took a deep breath.
"System, I want to retrieve a battalion's worth of weapons and equipment! Place it in the left wing room!"
Zhang Wenbin said slowly in his heart.
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