War of Resistance: Starting from the Tank Factory
37 Earned 2 tons of gold from the Merchant Division 1/5,

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The soldiers gave some of the instant noodles, chocolates, biscuits, and canned food they carried to the civilians.

The commoners immediately moved their luggage to the roadside and knelt by the roadside, kowtowing non-stop.

"Thank you, Master Qingtian!"

Qin Tian had an awkward look. How did he become the grand master of the heavens?

Some youths in their twenties stopped, holding dung forks, kitchen knives, and pot lids in their hands.

"We're willing to fight the Japanese with the boss!”

Qin Tian sized up these guys. Each and every one of them was emaciated, their skin green.

"Alright, the men and women of the flower family, old and young, have the responsibility to defend the territory and fight against the Japanese.”

An old man in his seventies stood out.

"I won't run anymore. I want to fight the Japanese with you!”

Qin Tian sized up the old man. His hair and beard were all white.

"My God, grandpa, why are you joining in the fun? The young gardeners haven't finished fighting yet, so it's not your turn yet!”

The old man took out his family heirloom.

"I won't run, I won't run! The land under my feet is the place where I was born and raised for seventy-five years!”

Qin Tian sighed. Seeing that the old man was determined to fight the Japanese, he let the old man sit in a Leopard tank with better driving skills.

"Continue advancing!"

Amidst the people's voices of gratitude and encouragement, Qin Tian led the armored division and continued to advance.

Many of the tankers had only been trained for more than ten days, and their driving skills were not up to standard. The tanks they drove were rampaging on the surrounding land.

Qin Tian sat in the rat-type tank and looked at the tanks driven by the recruits. He was so angry that his blood almost surged.

The five divisions of the devil soldiers who had returned to the outskirts of Songhu City finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The 4th division's major general was extremely depressed. After contacting them many times, there was no news of the Hatoyama United Army. He knew that his Hatoyama United Army was finished.

The major generals of the five divisions gathered outside Songhu with Matsui Saneki.

In the temporary command post, Matsui Saneki looked at the map and frowned.

"Everyone, where did the enemy army of hundreds of thousands of soldiers come from?”

The 4th Regiment Commander pointed in the direction of Suzhou.

"In the direction of Suzhou, of course, it is also possible that the army of Jin Ling City has been mobilized! This is the reporter who escaped from the army!"

Matsui Minato sized up the military reporter. A man had already peed his pants.

"What happened? There were two teams in the advance party. Why did you come back alone?”

The reporter trembled and squatted on the ground, unable to speak for a long time.

After a while, the military reporter started crying.

"Commander, the mountains and plains are filled with tanks, and the flags of the 100 Days of Sunny Day are densely packed! The tanks charged forward. Many soldiers were stunned for a moment before they were smashed into pieces by the tanks! There were all kinds of enemy tanks, and there was more than one type of tank!”

General Matsui Saneki tilted his head in confusion.

The other Regiment Commanders were also confused. They didn't know where the gardeners got all these tanks.

"Are you sure that the flower family has many different types of tanks?”

The military reporter cried.

"I'm not in the mood to lie to you! Run! The enemy tanks are very fast!"

Matsui Sanede snorted coldly.

"Run? The warriors of my Big Fowl Empire, even if they are tanks, we will use our flesh and blood to blow them all up!”

Looking at the determined General Matsui Sanone, the military reporter sighed.

"Commander, our newspaper office's mission is complete! I want to go back to China. I don't want to stay at the flower farm anymore!”

The reporters with the army scrambled to Song Hucheng.

Looking at the army reporter who was like a stray dog, Matsui Sanene waved his hand helplessly.

" A military reporter peed his pants in fear of hundreds of tanks. He's really a disgrace to our empire."

"Major Generals, what do you think?”

The 4th division major general lowered his head and muttered.

"Our 4th division is good at doing business. I don't have any opinion on the current situation! If you can't win, then run!"

Matsui Sanene rolled his eyes at the 4th division's major general.

"Can your peddler division fight a few decent battles and shake off your peddler division title?”

Ishisu Ota pointed at the 4th Regiment Commander.

"According to our latest intelligence, six days ago, your Trader Division sold some of the bullets, grenades, and some of the machine guns that the Imperium distributed to you to the army of the gardeners, didn't you?”

The 4th division major general lowered his head.

"I have no choice! We need food too! Those guys from the Navy and the Red Deer can't transport the food over for a long time. We can only think of a way ourselves!”

The major general of the 6th division gritted his teeth in anger.

"Baka, 4th Regiment, did you buy your instant noodles and canned food from a gardener? How dare you use canned food and instant noodles to trick the machine guns and cannons of my 6th division!”

Matsui Sanede was dumbfounded.

"Instant noodles? What is this?"

The major general of the 6th division handed a packet to Matsui Saneki.

"We bought it from the 4th division!”

The major general of the 4th division felt helpless.

"We bought it from a self-proclaimed food manager! We bought 100 boxes of instant noodles and 100 boxes of canned food. We even gave them 2 tons of gold that our 4th division collected!”

Matsui Minede was trembling with anger.

"Two tons of gold and you got a hundred boxes of instant noodles and a hundred boxes of canned food. You traitors! That's two tons of gold!"

Qin Tian sat in the rat tank and had already marched for another hour.

Suddenly, the signalman handed the telegram to Qin Tian.

Ye Yuqing suddenly became angry.

"What is it? The food manager actually sold 100 boxes of instant noodles and 100 boxes of canned food to the 4th division!”

Qin Tian looked at the toot Ye Yuqing and laughed loudly.

"These 100 boxes of instant noodles and 100 boxes of canned food won't be able to cause any trouble! He had brought back two tons of gold from the Japanese!”

Ye Yuqing looked at the second telegram and was shocked.

"So you got two tons of Japanese gold! We only spent 100 boxes of instant noodles and 100 boxes of canned food. We made a killing!”

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