War of Resistance: I, the Iron Blood Marshal!
22 Special Forces

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The next day.

Zhao Xuechao was still in a daze when he heard the system's voice.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the selection mission. Reward: Special forces training package!"

Yes!

Zhao Xuechao jumped off the bed at the sound.

Special forces training package!

This mission took a month to complete.

If he wanted to see what good stuff it was, he would open it.

" Special Forces Training Pack: contains 30 tactical suits. Training Manual: The training manual could allow him to quickly build his own special forces within a month!”

Special forces!

Zhao Xuechao was moved.

The special forces were forces that could carry out reconnaissance, sabotage, harassment, kidnapping, and assassination against the enemy.

If a truly outstanding special forces unit was present, they could completely solve the problem before a big battle.

In this era of war, if you had a special force, you would be almost invincible.

Because…

This world had only come up with the concept of special forces.

No one would be on guard.

"You really send a pillow when you're sleepy.”

Zhao Xuechao licked his lips.

"I was just worrying about not having enough reputation…"

There were quite a number of Japanese officers at the Nanman Station and the East Pass Army.

Just as Zhao Xuechao was secretly planning.

Zhang Shoufang's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Brother Xuechao, Father is looking for you."

Zhao Xuechao replied.

He thought to himself.

The problem at Shanhaiguan had probably been solved and they were preparing to discuss the next step.

.........

Arriving at the marshal's manor.

Old Zhang was sitting on a chair.

"Changqing, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"No."

"Alright, then we'll wait for your uncles to come and eat together.”

"Alright."

Old Zhang looked at his son and said.

"Your Uncle Er Hu severely defeated Old Yuan at Shanhaiguan yesterday.”

Of course, Zhao Xuechao already knew about it.

However, he still looked surprised on the surface.

"Will Old Yuan do anything?"”

Old Zhang shook his head." I haven't received any reply yet, but I don't think Old Yuan would dare to do anything to me. That old man wants me to support him."”

"I asked you to come over today because I want you to have a good chat with your uncles.”

Old Zhang's eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions.

Zhao Xuechao narrowed his eyes." Old Zhang, did you notice something? Did you notice some uncles?"”

Although Feng Jun's brothers looked harmonious on the surface, they were still in a good mood.

However, the few of them were secretly competing.

Especially that old fellow Feng Delin.

The internal department would occasionally not give Old Zhang face.

This gave Old Zhang a headache.

However, they had always been brothers.

It was not good to say anything.

He could only endure it.

Old Zhang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Some time ago, I heard from my subordinates that your third uncle Feng Delin was secretly in contact with Old Yuan.”

"Although I don't know what they talked about, I guess Old Feng's competitive personality…”

"So…"

As soon as he finished speaking.

A familiar voice rang out in Zhao Xuechao's mind.

"Ding! Reward selection triggered."

"Ding! [Option 1: Help the old marshal persuade his brothers to unite against the enemy!] [Reward: M3 submachine gun design!]”

"Ding! [Option 2: Refuse Old Marshal's request!] [Reward obtained: 3 mortars!]

M3 submachine gun blueprint? And three mortars?

Zhao Xuechao might have considered it if it was a mortar design.

The three mortars couldn't compare to the submachine gun design.

He did not hesitate.

After thinking for a moment, he made his choice.

"Old Zhang, I understand what you mean. I'll talk to a few of my uncles.”

Zhao Xuechao didn't give an immediate answer.

According to the original history.

Although Old Zhang was a little unhappy with his brothers.

But in the end, they turned hostility into friendship and were still together.

It could be said that Old Zhang and a few of his old brothers could be considered the true masters of the Northeast.

He could take it up and put it down.

……

Zhao Xuechao and Old Zhang started chatting like a normal father and son.

Until loud laughter came from outside the door.

"Haha! Delightful!"

"You guys didn't see it, but Liu Ergou and Chen Mazi were so scared that they almost fell to the ground when they heard our gunshots.”

"Later on, the two divisions didn't dare to even fart and were transferred away by Big Head Yuan overnight.”

Tang Yulin said to his brothers behind him as he complimented them.

He saw Zhao Xuechao when he entered.

He immediately stepped forward.

"Nephew, I really admire you now! In my heart, you are this!"

Tang Yulin even gave him a thumbs up.

In this regard,

Zhao Xuechao smiled but didn't answer.

Old Zhang immediately called out.

"Alright, enough nonsense. Sit down and eat hotpot. The dishes are ready. We're just waiting for you guys.”

The old brothers all sat down.

The brothers saw that Old Zhang had been silent and knew that something must have happened.

None of them spoke.

Tang Yulin was the only one who did not understand. He continued to talk about what happened yesterday.

Finally, Old Zhang glared at him and shut him up.

"It's like this. I called a few brothers over to discuss how to deal with Old Yuan.”

Marshal Zhang said.

The brothers looked at each other.

Tang Yulin continued,"What else can we do? If Old Yuan wants to bow down to us, can he send troops to attack Fengtian?”

Regarding this.

Commander Zhang remained calm.

He glanced at his brothers at the table and his gaze finally landed on Feng Delin.

"Third Brother."

Feng Delin was the third brother.

"You've been living well in Feng City recently, right?”

Among the brothers, besides Old Zhang, Feng Delin had the highest prestige.

The main reason was that Old Zhang had mastered the Feng system back then, and it was Feng Delin who had led the way.

Now that Old Zhang was sitting in the position of marshal, Feng Delin had contributed greatly.

This also made him feel a little uneasy.

Therefore, it was inevitable that he would feel inferior.

Feng Delin paused his chopsticks and said.

"It's alright."

"What do you think about Old Yuan?" The old marshal said calmly.

Feng Delin's expression changed slightly.

He sensed something.

However, his tone did not change.

"Listen to the big guy."

At this moment, everyone at the dining table sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

At this moment.

Zhao Xuechao suddenly said.

"Third Uncle, Old Yuan wants to appoint you as the military governor? Did you agree?"

Old Zhang was too slow and always cared about brotherhood.

It was better to say it directly.

Should be scattered, should be combined.

This was good for everyone.

Hearing this…

The few brothers present widened their eyes.

They all looked at Feng Delin.

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