Chan Da, go to camp first.
The defeated soldiers were wrapped in gray bath towels and wearing flip-flops as they stood under the sun.
Opposite them, a dozen elite soldiers sat on chairs. There was a table in front of them, and the table was filled with military uniforms, belts, boots, and so on.
Tang Zhenzhong, the reconnaissance company commander, scanned every soldier and said in a deep voice,"Very good, none of you are over time.”
"Next, go and collect your daily necessities.”
"Each person has two sets of military uniforms, two pairs of shoes, two belts, two hats, a washbasin, a lunch box, a bath towel, a towel, toothpaste, a toothbrush, and a tea jar. Everyone must receive the items according to their own measurements.”
Following Tang Zhenzhong's order.
All the defeated soldiers suppressed the joy in their hearts and obediently lined up to receive their items.
Zhang Lixian's expression was the worst among them. His major's uniform was thrown over and burned together with the rest.
"Impressive. New clothes, new shoes, just missing a bride.”
Yao Ma's eyes widened as he took the two sets of khaki American military uniforms in disbelief.
"You're dreaming."
"Hahaha!"
Snakebutt retorted, causing all the defeated soldiers to laugh.
The defeated soldiers received their daily necessities and were assigned rooms and beds under the lead of the advance party.
Compared to the 'kennel' that they had stayed in before, the barracks in the camp was like heaven. There were twelve people in a room, and there were also special tables and boxes for storing sundries.
For a moment, every soldier felt that what they had experienced was very surreal.
In a corner of the camp.
Tang Jie and Tang Shan looked at the defeated soldiers coming from the shelter.
"Guild Leader."
"It would be good if a few hundred of these thousands of people could be used.”
"Everyone is injured more or less, and they need at least half a month to recuperate.”
"How do we arrange these people?"
Tang Shan frowned, as if he didn't think highly of these defeated soldiers.
Moreover, the advance party had already carefully selected five thousand veterans and were undergoing rehabilitation training.
With such a group of people, it was not appropriate to arrange them anywhere.
"No rush."
"The camp is so big. Let these people recuperate first." Tang Jie waved his hand and said lightly.”
"Tang Lin has already reserved 2,000 people.”
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Tang Shan was a little confused.
Tang Lin was the head of the Chan Da County. What did he need so many defeated soldiers for?
"Don't underestimate these people."
"These scattered soldiers of the mixed army were able to survive from the south to the north.”
"I've seen many monsters and experienced many battles.”
"These two thousand people are the most suitable local officials.”
"Tang Zhenzhong will select the remaining people and train them to fill the reconnaissance company.”
"Also, Tang Huo also intends to select some of these people to join the Secret Service.”
Tang Jie had already made a plan for these defeated soldiers.
Most of the Yuanchuan Army's people had potential and could join the reconnaissance company of the advance party to act as sharp blades.
The remaining people were used as trash and placed in the entire Chan Da, allowing this small border city to be completely controlled by the Tang clan.
Those guys who didn't look like decent people were best stuffed into the Secret Service Bureau. Whether it was detectives or spies, they were both excellent choices.
"Yes."
Tang Shan replied immediately.
He really did not expect that these defeated soldiers that he had looked down on were actually a group of treasures. Tang Lin, Tang Huo, and Tang Zhenzhong were all fighting over them.
"Oh, right."
At this moment, Tang Jie suddenly thought of something and said,""There are good seedlings among these people."
"Zhang Lixian, Lin Yi, Mi Long, Meng Fan.”
"Let the field hospital treat Meng Fan first. Once he's done, send him to the reconnaissance company for training.”
"The remaining three will be thrown into the reconnaissance company for training.”
"Zhang Lixian can be the main battalion commander, Lin Yi can be the engineer company commander, and Mi Long can be the logistics company commander.”
"Once the 5,000 soldiers have finished their recovery training, quickly divide them into groups according to their specialties.”
"Draw up a list of officers for me immediately. The establishment of the advance party has to be confirmed in the next two days.”
"Yes."
Lieutenant Colonel Tang Shan quickly responded.
However, he immediately asked,"Guild Leader, what are the arrangements for Long Wenzhang?”
"Hmm?"
Tang Jie's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
After a few days, he had forgotten about the cannon fodder regiment commander in the original novel.
"Let's go and take a look."
"Yes."
Tang Shan immediately led Tang Jie to a detention room in the camp.
"Oh…"
The moment the door opened, sunlight shone into the slightly dark room.
He saw a disheveled figure covering his eyes with one hand and looking at the person through the gaps of his fingers.
This middle-aged man, who was not tall and looked extremely wretched, sat up from the ground and stood upright.
"Long Wenzhang?"
"You stole the military uniform, the military rank, and even the name." Tang Jie said inexplicably.”
"Only your flesh and blood were given to you by your parents. The rest were stolen.”
"Back then, the adjutant of Su City's City Defense Troop was called Long Wenzhang. When you passed by, you felt that this person's name was very nice, so you stole it.”
Long Wenzhang had a unique keen sense of war. He understood that there would be sacrifices in war, but he couldn't really face the lives that he had lost because of his orders. He was a complicated person.
From the moment he came into contact with the cannon fodder, all of Long Wenzhang's passion for war had turned into the motivation to keep these cannon fodder alive.
After the battle at the Southern Heavenly Gate, he was completely disappointed in the war and the national team. He even tried to wake up the senior officials of the national team by committing suicide.
Unfortunately, he had misjudged human nature, so his death was destined to be meaningless.
In the original novel, Meng Fanlao thought that Long Wenzhang was a demon, a demon was intelligent, and evil was radical.
"You know me, you know everything about me. I'm valuable to you."
Long Wenzhang raised his head, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Yes, in my eyes, you have value.”
"You know better than many people the helplessness of those low-level soldiers.”
"You know how useless a general can be and how exhausted the entire army is. You even know how much courage and bloodlust can be wiped out by the choice to follow the crowd when there is no leader.”
"Many things could have been different, but they became like this. Not everyone is innocent, but not everyone deserves to die.”
"No one should pay for the mistakes of others, right?”
Staring at the unkempt middle-aged man in front of him, Tang Jie slowly spat out these words.
Long Wenzhang seemed to have been moved. His eyes shone as he stared at Tang Jie."What do you want me to do?"
This was the first time someone could tell him everything he thought.
"Very simple."
"There is a group of scattered soldiers there, a group of scattered soldiers from all over the world.”
"I want you to summon their souls back.”
"Someone come!" Tang Jie shouted.”
"Yes!"
A few elite soldiers immediately walked in.
"Take him away, wash him clean, and throw him together with the defeated soldiers.”
Tang Jie pointed at Long Wenzhang and ordered.
"Yes."
Two elite soldiers dragged Long Wenzhang out of the detention room.
When Long Wenzhang turned around, Tang Jie clearly saw the smile on his face.
While watching the TV series " My Leader, My Regiment," Tang Jie noticed the conversation between Yu Xiaoqing and Long Wenzhang.
Yu Xiao Qing said: All soldiers should die.
Long Wenzhang said," I don't dare to say that I'm a soldier. I don't have the face to say that I'm a soldier, but we just want to struggle to live a human form!" I'm innocent. It's not a pleasure to sacrifice my life for justice. It's not something my parents taught me.
Tang Jie agreed with Long Wenzhang. If a commander couldn't bring victory to his subordinates, then he didn't have the right to send them to their deaths.
Weapons and equipment could be given, but a heart, a determination to win, needed to be awakened by someone. Long Wenzhang was the most suitable candidate.
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