In the end, Lin Xiang could only strike first. With the support of the base, this was undoubtedly the best strategy at the moment.
Zhang Renfeng looked at the weapons catalog in his hand and asked,""What are these weapons?" "Without him, the number of weapons this time would have greatly increased," said Zhang Renfeng.
Other than the cannons, heavy machine guns, submachine guns, rifles, and a large amount of ammunition could form two to three regiments. Even though some of the weapons were not brand new, they were well maintained. Moreover, they were specially given an extremely low discount.
But even so, when he asked the accompanying weapons expert to evaluate it, it was estimated to be worth more than three million yuan. It shocked him and made him calculate in his heart. The sergeant major who had just bought a lot still wanted to swallow it.
"Definitely! I want it all!" After Han Fu heard this, he directly slammed the table and said without hesitation that this list of weapons had been discounted by nearly three million. In a war, who would complain that they had many weapons? The problem with using a spear to protect the money bag was that these weapons were too cheap. With this weapon, they could pull out another brigade at any time. In the face of the provocation from the Japanese, he was even more confident.
They had another condition. Zhang Renfeng thought about the button that moved him, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said carefully.
This? Han Fu raised his eyebrows, sat down, and picked up a cup of hot tea.
"What they want is the establishment of a local security team, and they want to form a team to go to Nan Jing! We have to fight Japan and the Japanese!" Zhang Renfeng hurriedly said.
In this era, Lin Xiang didn't know what kickbacks were like. Although he was extremely disgusted by kickbacks, he was deeply touched by the power of kickbacks in the future. I blocked their kickbacks from the start and was chased home. He pinched his nose and pointed at the disorderly and unfavorable silver bullet attack, shifting it to the head of the Intelligence Division Chief. Sure enough, Zhang Renfeng's last sentence had already proved the power of the kickback. A good intelligence agent should not mix too many subjective opinions with the intelligence agent.
Han Fu's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. He shook his head slightly and blew at the steam on the teacup.
Zhang Renfeng wanted to say something, but he stopped in the end. He lowered his head and looked at the mist, not saying anything.
The arrangement of military personnel had always been very sensitive. As long as there was a name and a gun, wouldn't it be quick to recruit people from the country?
Zhang Renfeng was blaming himself when Han Fu said softly,""It's good to resist Japan! Then, give them a chance!
Lin Xiang hadn't expected Han Fu to agree so quickly.
In any case, the pile of cheap weapons had worked. On the surface, the special discount for armaments seemed to be just a title for the local security team, but anyone could calculate its weight. However, he did not expect it to be so smooth and fast.
A soldier of unknown origins was pacing around him, and even Lin Xiang was hesitant for a long time. Who would have thought that Han Fu would be so decisive?
The Security Corps was a local militia organization. When Lin Xiang was in Shanghai, he had encountered a lot of awkwardness. In the eyes of others, his vanguard was no different from those scattered soldiers.
This year, there were too many organizations of all kinds.
The mentality of being the head of a chicken made the people of the country keen to form small circles. It was an excuse for individuals to shout and create an organization. With more resistance, more prefixing, and more prestige, it would be loud. In Shanghai, the advance party met three people with the same name. They were all under the banner of opposing the vanguard party. One of them was a student group, and the other two were from the village group. There weren't many situations in Team Three from top to bottom, but in the village regiment, there were only five types of old rifles with 18 barrels that had their rifling smoothed out.
When interacting with others, if it wasn't for the uniform of the special task force and the excellent weapons, they would probably be rolled their eyes. On the battlefield of Songlu, no one could confirm your identity. They even suspected that you were a spy, let alone help the guards. It was precisely because of the medical team that the advance party had some opportunities and achievements in fighting the Japanese and gradually gained the recognition of the people around them. However, they still fought separately when facing more people.
Relatively speaking, these titles were not as useful as the name of a village regiment in external relations.
On the military uniform, Lin Xiang didn't even think about it. All the big shots were staring at this. It was too late to reduce the number of people. It was not his turn to touch such a sensitive thing. At this time, being tied up in a military uniform, a military order could make him a person who was pointed at with a gun.
The form of the militia was relatively less sensitive. Han Fu also thought so. Even if Lin Xiang and the others had weapons and recruited able-bodied men, year after year, there would not be any change. Now that the Japanese were approaching, it was out of control.
Speaking of intimidation," How much trouble can a militia group cause?”At that time, Han Fu only stared at Zhang Renfeng's disappearing back and smiled.
With so many talents, Lin Xiang had implemented the elite soldiers strategy. However, other than the 80 miners under his command, the other soldiers under him were all elite clone soldiers. Moreover, there was no need to cut down on expenses. Instead, for future consideration, he would often stuff some recruits 'eggs into his stomach to train.
At this moment, Lin Xiang couldn't care less about these things. He hurriedly began to build an army. Although the security forces could not be compared to the regular army, they were at least a regular organization.
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