"We want to see Deputy Commander Tong!"

Yelling excitedly.

Zhang Yong turned a blind eye. Turned a deaf ear.

Call it!

Call it!

I'll talk again when you've had enough shouting.

"We want to fight!"

"We want to kill the Japanese invaders!"

"We want to resist Japan!"

The excited voices continued.

The guards outside looked in several times, fearing that something might happen.

Fortunately, although the student soldiers were excited, they did not take action, so they ignored it for the time being.

Zhang Yong listened quietly until they became quiet.

"Why are you disbanded? It's simple. Because you are not suitable for such a battlefield."

"What does inappropriate mean?"

"Fighting the Japanese invaders face to face, you have no chance of winning. You may all die..."

"We are not afraid of death!"

"Yes, we are not afraid of death!"

"If you're afraid of death, don't become a soldier!"

There was another wave of excitement.

Zhang Yong then shut up. Be quiet and let them speak first.

Being passionate is a good thing. However, you guys are really not suitable for this track.

Until now, you haven't even been issued weapons!

What day is today? Subconsciously, I turned my head to look at the wall and found that there was no calendar.

Well……

Forgot...

It just so happened that the voice was quieter.

"Chen Yan, what day is it today?"

"Twenty-six years of the Republic of China..."

"AV."

"Today is June 3, 1937 AD."

"Ah, it's June 3rd!"

Zhang Yong was thoughtful.

There are still 34 days left. The Japanese invaders will launch an attack.

However, the Marco Polo Bridge shot was only the first shot. After the first shot was fired, the two sides would be silent for more than ten days and then fight.

Then came the long eight-year war of resistance...

Nanyuan Airport was attacked by a sneak attack during the fierce fighting. The student soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Tong Linge and Zhao Dengyu died heroically one after another.

It's time to make a full calculation, which is fifty days.

Even if I train day and night from now on, it will be impossible to make the trip.

As a newly recruited soldier with insufficient training, he may not be able to fight against those ferocious veterans of the Japanese invaders.

Obviously, this is very uneconomical.

They are all knowledgeable and educated and should not be sacrificed here.

Some words may be very cruel and heartbreaking. However, at any time, people are divided into three levels.

The same is true on the battlefield.

If an educated young man and a strong rural man have to sacrifice, the latter will definitely be the first choice.

To put it more cruelly, the average strong man is used as cannon fodder. Every time the Chinese army fights, the casualties are huge, but they think the cannon fodder casualties don't matter.

What? The life of a strong man is also life? Sorry, there is no such statement.

In the eyes of senior officials, they are just a series of numbers. They may not even be counted as numbers.

"Sir, we want to kill the Japanese invaders..."

"Then come with me!"

"What?"

The five people were all stunned.

Then I saw Zhang Yong standing up and walking outside.

They then looked at each other in disbelief, and then followed Zhang Yong forward.

Zhang Yong walked out of the station and entered the street to the north.

There are various shops on both sides of the street.

At this moment, Peiping is still relatively prosperous. There are many shops, but there are not many pedestrians.

Maybe ordinary people can already feel the tense atmosphere outside. They should go out less often to avoid being caught by various patrol teams.

Zhang Yong came to the front of a rice shop. The owner of the rice shop was busy.

Seeing Zhang Yong coming, the boss waved directly, "Go, go, go, there is no rice for sale today! No rice for sale today..."

"Why not sell it?" Zhang Yong looked at the mountains of rice bags.

“If you don’t sell it, you won’t sell it!”

"You want to hoard?"

"Go away! Go away! Go away..."

The owner of the rice store came out angrily and stretched out his hand to hit someone.

Zhang Yong stretched out his hand, grabbed the opponent's wrist, pulled him over, and then kicked the opponent in the abdomen.

"ah……"

In an instant, the rice store owner screamed and collapsed.

The whole person was curled up like a shrimp, struggling painfully.

Chen Yan:???

Others:???

faint!

What is the Commissioner doing?

Are you bullying the common people with your words?

To beat the common people so badly is simply lawless...

Chen Yan couldn't help but think of the last time. Zhang Yong seemed to be even more cruel than now. He would chop off his hands and feet at every turn.

Zhang Yong ignored the rice shop owner on the ground, walked in, pulled out half a bag of rice, put his hand in and groped around, and then took out a Browning M1903 pistol.

Chen Yan:!!!

Others:!!!

I immediately realized something was wrong.

This rice store owner has a gun! He is not an ordinary person!

"Get him!"

Liao Dali was the first to react.

Come up and hold down the rice store owner.

Gu Honglei also came up to help.

The two of them held the rice shop owner's hands firmly behind his back.

Zhang Yong casually took out a rope from the side and threw it to the two men. The two men immediately tied up the hands of the rice shop owner.

Self-taught without a teacher.
To be continued...