Chapter 43
The system had temporarily released the weapons and equipment for more than 100,000 people. In the system's understanding, what was a single weapon and equipment?
Lee Enfield Rifle, Cloth Wheel Light Machine Gun, and Handgun. Among the current weapon models, only these three weapons were considered individual equipment by the system.
The Vickers heavy machine gun was not a single soldier's equipment, and the two-inch small-caliber mortar was also not a single soldier's equipment.
In other words, the system could temporarily provide about 100,000 soldiers with Leenfield rifles, light machine guns, and pistols.
They wanted the Vickers heavy machine gun and the two-inch mortar!
That was impossible. The system would not provide them. Moreover, the system had only temporarily lifted the ban on so many weapons.
But for Zhang Wenbin now, it was better than nothing!
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Outside Chuzhou City, 100,000 scattered soldiers stood there in chaos. Zhang Wenbin held a loudspeaker in his hand. Looking at the endless crowd, he felt a little helpless.
The mental state of these defeated soldiers was really too bad. Every one of them had a numb, panicked, and wooden expression on their faces.
They had no hope for the future. They were actually more like walking corpses now.
However, no matter how much of a walking corpse they were, they were still 100,000 people. If they could be used well, they could also achieve great things.
Seeing their appearance, Zhang Wenbin simply threw away the loudspeaker in his hand and took a cloth wheel light machine gun from the other side. He fixed the light machine gun on his shoulder and held it in one hand with the muzzle facing up as he walked into the midst of the defeated soldiers.
"Do you know why I gathered you here?”
Before they could answer, Zhang Wenbin said sternly,"Because I want you to live. But look, what do you all look like? What are you now?"
"You are now a dog, a stray dog, a stray dog that was killed by the Japanese.”
No one came out to refute, and no one stood out bravely. Instead, they looked indifferent.
But the more it was like this, the more helpless Zhang Wenbin felt.
"Look at you now. Are you still soldiers? Are you still men? You are a bunch of cowards, a bunch of people who are worse than dogs. In the lower pass, you have more than a hundred thousand people crowded together, fighting to snatch the ship and fighting against your own comrades.
However, he feared the Japanese behind him like a tiger. A few thousand people captured over a hundred thousand of your people. Are you still human?
You watched your wives and children being trampled by the Japanese, but you were indifferent. You even thought about how to surrender and save your lives. Is this still something humans do?
Others trampled on your wives and children, but you still have to wag your head and tail to beg. You're even worse than a beast. Look at you now. I'm standing here scolding you, and you don't even dare to refute me.
You don't even have any expression on your face. What are you doing? A bunch of trash who waste food?"
Zhang Wenbin was really angry. He scolded them like this, but they did not react at all. Zhang Wenbin was disappointed in them. They did not even have the most basic courage. They had really become a group of walking corpses.
Zhang Wenbin was so angry that he directly walked to the front. He looked at these indifferent soldiers and said angrily,"Men, disperse them! From now on, I won't provide them with even a single grain of food. Let these sons of b * tches die! Let them be captured and killed by the Japanese!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wenbin angrily threw his weapon to the soldier beside him.
"What right do you have to scold us like this?"
At this moment, a young man in a tattered military uniform stood up and asked Zhang Wenbin loudly.
Zhang Wenbin, who had turned to leave, stopped and turned to look at the young man. His military uniform was tattered, and his face was black. It was impossible to tell what he originally looked like.
Zhang Wenbin gritted his teeth and took the Leenfield rifle of a soldier next to him. He walked over and smashed the butt of the rifle on the young man, causing him to fall to the ground. He stepped on his chest with his black military boots and shouted,"Just because I saved you, just because I fed you along the way. Is this enough?"
After saying that, he turned the muzzle and aimed it at his forehead. He said hatefully,"Did I say anything wrong? Just a few thousand Japanese captured more than 100,000 of your people. How can you still have the face to live in this world? I shouldn't have saved you bastards who only know how to waste food.
Tell me, other than wasting my food, what else can you do? On this journey, did any of you mention that you were willing to fight against the devils with my comrades? Have you ever thought of rebelling against the Japanese?
No! None of you have it! You can only wait for death here. You can do whatever the Japanese want to you. You didn't even think of resisting, even if you didn't have any thoughts of resisting at all. If people like you aren't trash, then what are you?
If he wasn't a beast that only knew how to waste food, then what was he? No! You guys are worse than animals. At least animals can be slaughtered and eaten. What about you?”
The young man who was stepped on by Zhang Wenbin cried after hearing that.
"We can't beat him! He couldn't beat them! We lost the Battle of Songlu! We lost the battle to defend Jinling again. We can't beat them! They're too strong, they're too powerful. We can't beat them. We have already lost."
The young man covered his face and cried bitterly.
"Defeated? Who said we lost? Who lost this time?"
After Zhang Wenbin said that sternly, he turned his head to look at the soldiers under his command behind him and shouted,"Brothers, have we lost?"
"We didn't lose!"
"We can still fight!"
"In Jin Ling City, aren't we walking the Japanese dogs too?”
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Zhang Wenbin turned his head to look at the young man and the defeated soldiers and asked sternly,"Lost? Who said we lost? Only trash like you would admit defeat. They had only lost a few cities. How could they have lost?
The main force of our army still exists, and our great country's will to resist has yet to die. How can we be defeated?”
No one said anything. Their originally indifferent eyes finally had some light in them, and they began to look ashamed.
Zhang Wenbin stepped over the young man and looked at the scattered soldiers around him. He said sternly,"Defeat isn't scary, and one or two defeats aren't scary either. Raise your heads and listen carefully.
Death isn't scary, what's scary is losing the confidence to win. Victory and defeat were common in a military strategist. One or two defeats would not determine anything, nor would it affect anything. I never feared death, nor did I fear defeat.
However, I am afraid that you will lose the confidence to pursue victory. You will lose the will to fight for victory. If we lose the city, we can still fight to the death with the enemy in the fields, in the mountains, and on the plains.
The world is so big, where isn't the place for us to fight? Remember, we are soldiers, we are men. Behind us are our wives and children, the homes we rely on to survive, and the places we remember.
The love of our lives is there, and the things we care about for the rest of our lives. "Even if we die, we must kill the enemy, protect our homes, protect our loved ones, protect our wives and children.”
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I don't want it anymore. I should just continue writing honestly!
He stopped looking at the data. The more he looked at it, the more annoyed he became.
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