War of Resistance: My Leader, My Regiment
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"Then you guys are going back to your hometown in Sichuan later?”

He continued to ask,

The jinx shook his head in surprise and said,"No, I'll go with you."

"I want to kill the Japanese with you. It's much more fun this way."

Shen Qing was pleasantly surprised in his heart, but he did not show it on his face."Sure," he said.

At this moment, Long Wenzhang and the others also rushed over.

It was a pity that there were only corpses left on the ground. The daylily had already turned cold.

Meng Fan looked at the two guys covered in blood and couldn't help but give them a thumbs up.

"You two masters are really gods who have descended to the mortal world. You run fast and kill fast.”

Shen Qing nodded his head in satisfaction after obtaining another team leader's nameplate and epaulet.

One Company Leader, seven Squad Leaders

It was already very good to have brought dozens of people here and achieved such results in just a few days.

However, Shen Qing was still not satisfied with such a result.

If he could get rid of another captain, or even a regiment commander, how awesome would that be!

Dong Dao joined the Chuan Legion team just like that.

Because this guy carried the ashes of the dead all day long except for bathing, everyone soon called him the jinx.

The jinx quickly integrated into this big family and became a part of everyone.

After this battle, the Japanese scouts never appeared in the sight of the Chuan Army again.

However, the follow-up troops of the Japanese kept following behind, as if they were waiting for an opportunity.

But they won't send any more scouts to die.

The defeat and inaction of the expeditionary army provided the Chuan Legion with an excellent opportunity.

The Japanese army was still immersed in the inexplicable joy of victory, thinking that all the expeditionary soldiers were easy to bully.

It was not until the sudden appearance of a whole team of scouts that they came to their senses.

Almost all of the 500 expeditionary soldiers had joined the Chuan Legion!

Only a small portion insisted on going back by themselves, and Shen Qing did not force them.

If these people are lucky, they will meet again soon.

At that time, their only way out was to join the Chuan Legion.

Because Yu Xiao Qing would most likely cut off their retreat and think of ways to let the Chuan Legion stay in the Southern Heavenly Gate.

This way, not only could they take the opportunity to get rid of Shen Qing, but they could also kill a large number of Japanese. Yu Xiaoqing could sit on the east coast and enjoy the fruits of his labor.

However, Shen Qing had already thought of this. He couldn't let Yu Xiao Qing feel so comfortable.

Just like that, the Chuan Legion had a total of 800 soldiers. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was two reinforced battalions.

On the way back, the team was clearly stronger, and the Japanese scouts would never appear more than a kilometer away from them.

As long as scouts were sent out to investigate, no matter how many people were sent, there would be no news.

Half a day later, the follow-up troops would find their bodies along the way.

This was a rare team that did not have the Japanese army following them, giving countless soldiers a sense of security.

The next day, more than 200 people joined.

The group grew larger and larger, and the faces of the dead also began to smile from ear to ear.

Just as Shen Qing said, when he approached the Southern Heavenly Gate, he really had a group.

the third day

Long Wenzhang walked with his head held high and strode at the forefront. The end of the forest was already in sight.

"You're not enthusiastic about going home. There's something wrong with your brain!”

The long line stretched as far as the eye could see, and everyone's face was filled with determination.

Because Shen Qing had made a promise to the soldiers that as long as they joined the Chuan Legion, they would have the best weapons and food!

They had enough food and drink, and they received a monthly salary of five and a half yuan!

Shen Qing did not do this without confidence

After the reward calculation system was upgraded, he found a new reward interface!

Military expenses!

Almost every Japanese killed would be given three to five dollars!

This was Shen Qing's confidence!

Therefore, when the wavering soldiers ate the delicious canned beef and heard that there would be military pay, they immediately made up their minds!

Half a day more and they would be out of the jungle.

After leaving the forest, they would reach the Southern Heavenly Gate in less than two hours!

When Shen Qing saw that it was about time, he ordered the soldiers to rest on the spot.

"Let's rest here!"

Meng Fan brought a few messengers to convey the order. The team stopped and took out food and water to replenish their strength.

The Mystic Dragon brought a few soldiers and pulled a large cart. They followed over unsteadily.

The handcart was found on the road, and it was filled with canned food and supplies.

Enchanting Dragon, who had been in the Zanda Black Market for a long time, was stunned. He immediately repaired the cart and brought people to pull it!

Of course, Shen Qing saw all of this, but he chose to turn a blind eye.

As long as the Lost Dragon was still a qualified machine gunner and did not violate the rules, it was fine to do his old job occasionally.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't dawdle. You're eating my canned food and you're not using your strength?”

"Hurry up!"

The Enchanted Dragon urged angrily, and he turned back into the black market boss.

Under a tree a few meters away from the army, a young woman and a boy stood.

The boy was about eight or nine years old. He was dressed decently and his eyes were full of spirit.

The woman looked dignified and graceful. She was wearing a white shirt and did not look like a poor family.

At their feet lay an old man who had passed away. It seemed that he had just died not long ago.

"Passerby gentleman, who will help me bury my father-in-law?"

"Passerby gentleman, who will help me bury my father-in-law?"

The woman lowered her head and kept repeating the same sentence.

Not Spicy stuffed a piece of compressed biscuit into his mouth and squeezed with the cannon fodder, his face full of gossip.

" Let me tell you guys, her family is f * cked up. They used to have a good life."

"Unfortunately, it was all ruined in the war. The men died, and the father-in-law took them to escape. On the way, they fell ill and died here!”

Snakebutt stared at Bula doubtfully,""How did you know?"

Not Spicy glanced at him disdainfully.

"I've seen many such things!"

Meng Fan looked at the woman listlessly.""The problem is that none of us want to know."

Everyone chatted for a while before suddenly being stunned.

The Mystic Dragon held the cart full of goods and looked at the woman. Suddenly, it wanted to be frozen.

Meng Fan Le and the others acted as if they had seen a sleepwalker. They were afraid to wake him up, as if he would die the moment he woke up.

Not long after, jeers sounded from all around.

"What are you looking at, Mystic Dragon? If the son of a b * tch likes it, then hurry over!”

" Let me tell you, Lost Dragon. It's not easy to carry a burden on one head. Have you thought it through?"”

The Enchanting Dragon looked at them with disgust."A bunch of dawdling things. Why are they so indebted?”

Then, he walked towards the woman.

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