A month later.
Anqing City.
Chen Yu and Wu Gui arrived.
The remaining 15 Sichuan soldiers stayed behind to continue fighting the devils.
This was the army that the commander had sent him to receive.
Before coming, Chen Yu had already asked Mo Xinlan about it.
This troop was put together at the last minute.
They were all made up of Sichuan people.
After the battle of Songlu, dozens of Chuan legions were scattered.
Some of them were eliminated.
The Sichuan Army here was formed from these scattered regiments.
In the military camp.
"Commander Chen, I'll leave this unit to you.”A major from the political department said to Chen Yu.
"Thank you, Major Zeng." Chen Yu nodded and thanked him.
Major Zeng nodded and left the camp.
In his eyes, the Sichuan Army was nothing more than cannon fodder on the battlefield.
"Wu Gui, go and gather everyone. I have something to say.”
Chen Yu instructed Wu Gui beside him.
"Yes, sir! Guild Leader!"
Wu Gui and Goudan went down to carry out the order.
Soon, nearly 1,000 Sichuan soldiers arrived at the field.
When Chen Yu saw these people, she could not help but frown.
These people were considered an army?
All of them were dejected, making Chen Yu a little angry.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Yu, and I'm also from Sichuan Province.”
"A month ago, I survived from Songlu.”
"And you also participated in the Songlu War."
"So in my eyes, you are soldiers, not ordinary people in Sichuan Province.”
"But do you look like soldiers?”
"What's wrong?"
"In the battle of Songlu, you lost the battle. Could it be that even the backbone of the people of Sichuan has been defeated by the Japanese?”
"Or are you just afraid of death?”Chen Yu pointed at the defeated soldiers and questioned.
"Captain, you can say that we lost the battle, but you can't say that we were afraid of death.”
At this moment, a person walked out from the crowd.
"Who are you?" Chen Yu looked at this person with admiration and asked.
"I am Wu Wei, Company Commander of the 1st Battalion, 3rd Regiment, 135th Division of the Yuanchuan Army.”
"Please take a look at it, Guild Leader." Wu Wei took off his clothes.
There were three or four scars on it.
"In the battle of Songlu, our regiment commander and battalion commander died in battle. Our 1st Company is left with less than ten brothers.”
"These scars were left by me fighting with the Japanese.”
"Ever since we left Sichuan, we have never been afraid of death.”Wu Wei stared at Chen Yu and said.
"Good, you are very good."
"Your experience is the same as ours."
"My company and fifteen brothers are the only ones left in our regiment.”
"From now on, you are the commander of the 2nd Battalion.”Chen Yu patted Wu Wei's shoulder.
"Regiment Commander, I can't be the Battalion Commander.”Wu Wei shook his head and refused.
"Why?" Chen Yu frowned.
"Regiment commander, you also came down from the Songlu battlefield.”
"You should know what kind of days our Sichuan Army had on the battlefield?”
"For three days, we took the worst weapons and drank plain water to fight the Japanese.”
"But I believe you know what the final outcome was.”
"My brothers are feeling aggrieved."
"Our Sichuan Army is raised by a stepmother.”Wu Wei said.
"Regiment commander, many of our brothers starved to death in Songlu, not at the hands of the devils, but at the hands of our own people.”a Sichuan soldier shouted from the crowd.
"Brothers, I know what you're talking about.”
"But I can assure you that in the Special Forces, you will be able to obtain weapons that are better than the Central Army.”
"As for food, I will find a way to solve it.”
"I just want to ask if you are still willing to fight the Japanese.”
"Are you still willing to protect our country and the people of Sichuan Province?”
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you because we're all from Sichuan Province.”
"But if you stay, then you'll be my brothers.”
"I only have one goal, and that is to defeat the Japanese and win the battle to prove that our Sichuan Army is not a mob.”
"One day, we will straighten our backs and let the people of our hometown be proud of us.”
"The choice is yours."
Chen Yu looked at the nearly 1,000 Sichuan soldiers in front of him and said.
Immediately, the crowd began to discuss.
"Wu Wei, what's your choice?" Chen Yu asked Wu Wei again.
"Brother, trust the regiment commander. We have even killed the Japanese major general.”
"As long as we follow the regiment commander, we will kill more Japanese.”
"You don't know, but when we went back, the people of Sichuan Province said that we were heroes.”Wu Gui persuaded.
"Think about it. If you go back now, you'll be deserters.”
"How are you going to face the people of Sichuan Province?”Chen Yu also persuaded.
"Cheers."
"Motherf * cker."
"When I left Sichuan, I never thought of returning alive.”
"In that case, Guild Leader, I will follow you.”Wu Wei made up his mind.
"Alright, you are still the commander of the 2nd Battalion.”
"The 1st Battalion Commander will be Wu Gui."
"After that, we will choose a commander of the 3rd Battalion.”Chen Yu said happily.
In the end, only a few of the thousands of Sichuan soldiers left.
Chen Yu did not force her.
The third battalion commander was Liu Zhang, who used to be a company commander.
The special forces had been officially formed.
The entire regiment had a total of 1,100 people, and there were three battalions under it.
First Battalion Commander Wu Gui.
Second Battalion Commander Wu Wei.
Third Battalion Commander Liu Zhang.
If it was a regular regiment, it would have at least four battalions, but due to the number of people, Chen Yu only had three battalions.
This also made him somewhat helpless.
After all, the military was in a tight spot, and many troops were not full yet.
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