It was no different from what Lin Xia had predicted.
As long as his 1st Regiment killed the Japanese, he would be able to get points from the system.
There was no need for Lin Xia to do everything himself.
This was a good thing for Lin Xia, as it could greatly increase the speed at which he could earn points.
If Lin Xia had more subordinates in the future, the speed of earning points would be even faster!
He looked at the Japanese on the ground.
Lin Xia directly gave the order to cremate them and burn them in the Zhuang family's land. Next year, they would have a bumper harvest and help the Japanese to accumulate some merit for the Chinese people.
The main purpose of burning them was to prevent the plague from happening. If these corpses were left in the wilderness, the plague might happen.
They weren't too far away from the base of the first group. The plague might not have affected Lin Xia at all, but the first group couldn't withstand it.
If he was infected, it would be a very big problem.
In ancient wars, the reason why diseases always occurred after a war was that they did not deal with the corpses at all, which led to the emergence of plagues.
Lin Xia, who had the knowledge of the 21st century, would not make such a mistake.
Hearing the order, Zhang Dabiao naturally got to work very quickly. Of course, the equipment of these Japanese were all plundered.
"Leader, what do you think we should do with those people?”
Zhang Dabiao asked Tyrant and the others.
The monk who was standing at the side was a little confused. This young man who looked like he was only in his teens was actually the leader of a group?
It was unbelievable!
Lin Xia stood calmly in front of everyone. The fire burning the Japanese was so fierce that Lin Xia's fair face turned slightly red.
Looking at the monk and the injured crowd, he ordered without hesitation.
"Bring these people back to our First Regiment and treat their wounds first.”
Although Lin Xia had a cold personality, she would never leave her compatriots in the lurch.
Moreover, this was nothing to Lin Xia.
As long as the military doctor in the First Regiment helped them take out the bullets, disinfect them, and bandage them, it would be fine.
"Alright!"
After receiving the order, Zhang Dabiao got to work. He got the people from the 1st Regiment to help the wounded up from the ground and then walked towards the base.
"Thank you for your help!"
The monk standing at the side looked at Zhang Dabiao sincerely and said from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, the monk recovered from his shock.
Tyrant was an orphan who grew up in Shaolin Temple. His Shaolin Kung Fu was also impressive.
He had a sense of brotherhood in the pugilistic world. He would repay kindness and take revenge.
The monk was the type of person who would repay a debt of gratitude with ease.
He still had to show his gratitude to the first group for saving his life.
"It's fine. It's a small matter. It's what our Chinese compatriots should do.”
Zhang Dabiao smiled like a rough man and answered humbly,""Also, you're thanking the wrong person. If you want to thank someone, you should thank our 1st Regiment's Guild Leader.”
Zhang Dabiao looked at Lin Xia, who was not far away. The monk also followed Zhang Dabiao's gaze.
"Is this…really your Guild Leader?”Tyrant was still puzzled.
"But…your Guild Leader is too young! He should only be thirteen or fourteen years old!"
At this moment, Tyrant looked at Zhang Dabiao and asked the question he had been wanting to ask.
Hearing the monk's question, Zhang Dabiao gave the monk a determined look,"Our Guild Leader is only thirteen years old.”
"What is it? 13 years old? Can a thirteen year old become a Guild Leader?"
The monk was even more surprised when he heard Zhang Dabiao's words.
Tyrant had only been a captive for two years, even though he had cut off all news from the outside world during these two years.
But had the times changed so much in just two years?
In the 8th Route Army, even a 13-year-old could become a regiment commander?
This news was too shocking for Lin Xia.
"Sure, but there's only one in the Eighth Route Army.”
As he spoke, Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but show a hint of respect.
Everything Lin Xia did was shocking.
"Only one?"
The monk didn't know what to say.
"Although our Guild Leader looks like a young man, you can't judge him by his looks. You can think of him as a super genius!”
Zhang Dabiao carefully answered Tyrant's question.
The monk was even more puzzled when he heard this. He could only helplessly turn his head.
Tyrant thought for a long time. He looked at the thin figure walking calmly at the front of the team. The soldiers were very orderly.
Every time the people of the first group saw that figure, their expressions were filled with respect.
Tyrant naturally noticed this. There was no doubt that he was the leader of the 1st Regiment, and he had a strong reputation.
This made Tyrant even more confused. What ability did this young man have to make everyone in the first group so convinced? Moreover, everyone only had respect and unconditional worship for him.
The skinny figure had become very mysterious in Tyrant's heart.
He had never heard of such a troop before.
With that thought in mind, the monk quickened his pace and walked towards Lin Xia.
"Sir, it's all thanks to your help this time!”
The monk looked at Lin Xia. It felt weird for him to say such words to a young man.
"It's a small matter."
Lin Xia waved her hand and said calmly.
"How can this be a small matter? If you hadn't brought everyone here, we might have died in the wilderness like the Japanese!”The monk hurriedly added after hearing Lin Xia's words.
During this short conversation, the monk could feel that Lin Xia was very unusual.
It was impossible for a thirteen-year-old youth to have a calm personality.
His indifferent expression hid an explosive force that was difficult to hide. He looked very imposing. This was his confidence in himself!
This made Tyrant feel a little nervous.
"It's fine. Come to our regiment and recuperate for a few days. We'll talk about it after your injuries recover.”
Lin Xia glanced at the monk and said slowly.
"I'm a person who will repay kindness. I can't accept your kindness so easily. Can I join?"
The monk smiled foolishly." Don't just look at me as a captive for two years. I'm not a slacker when it comes to dealing with the Japanese. I don't have any great abilities, but I have a lot of strength."”
"If the Japanese dare to fight me in close combat on the battlefield, I can take care of four or five of them.”
In the past two years, the monk had been tortured by the Japanese. His hatred for the Japanese was huge.
He thought that he could not do much in this era.
If he could join the Eighth Route Army, that would be good. No matter what, he could go to the battlefield to kill the Japanese.
"Are you a monk?"
Lin Xia's eyes lit up as she suddenly asked him.
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