If Zhang Yong had intervened, Myanmar and Thailand would have to bring back some good things. There are so many golden Buddha statues in Thailand...

What?

Where did I set up troops to plunder?

They were all looted by the brutal Japanese invaders, and we captured the Japanese invaders...

Stop it!

Stop it!

What are you thinking about?

When I think of gold...

There is also India. There is also a lot of gold.

What's the name of that beauty? Concubine Xiao Ya. Is she the daughter of King Tu?

There are many benefits...

Lots of gold...

"Commissioner, the British are so powerful, but they can't defeat the Japanese invaders?"

"It's the future. The secret must not be revealed."

Zhang Yong didn't say it clearly.

Worry can make them despair.

Are the British very powerful? In the last century, maybe.

Today, the British Empire is nothing more than a gorgeous, empty shell.

He was directly punched in by the Japanese invaders. The old trick of the paper tiger was exposed.

How can it be such a bad word?

If the first wave of expeditionary troops had not quickly gone abroad for rescue, the consequences would have been even worse...

It's a pity that the expeditionary force saved the British, but ruined themselves.

Now that Zhang Yong is here, he will definitely not let this tragedy happen again.

"Commissioner, there is one more thing..."

"explain."

"There are still many of our former colleagues in North China..."

"No one will be refused."

"real?"

"But physical fitness must meet the basic requirements. Otherwise, you will die on the battlefield."

"clear."

"Any more questions?"

"there is none left."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

All comers are welcome. Of course it is true.

However, the situation is not changing. Soon the Eighth Route Army will enter North China.

By then, most of the veterans of the Northeast Army will join the Eighth Route Army. The ideological mobilization of the Red Party is much more powerful than here.

He also took out five hundred thousand silver notes.

They are all from Guoshang Bank. Take your time.

"Arrange people. Purchase as many supplies as possible. Turn banknotes into supplies."

"OK."

"After the materials are purchased, they will be concentrated at the train station and near the Ping-Han Railway."

"clear."

"Please keep it confidential."

Zhang Yong gave a special reminder.

The Pingjin area cannot be saved. It cannot be saved.

Unless there are ten thousand Gundams, no one will be able to carry them.

The Japanese invaders' aircraft, tanks, and heavy artillery had overwhelming advantages. The Chinese army was at a huge disadvantage in this regard.

A conventional war against the Japanese invaders in plain areas will definitely fail.

Even MacArthur is the same.

So, in the end, all plains are lost.

The Chinese army could only rely on mountain warfare to offset the Japanese aggressors' advantage in heavy weapons.

In fact, after moving to the mountainous areas to fight, the Japanese invaders did begin to show signs of decline. Their attacks were weak and they tasted failure.

Be prepared.

"You march quickly to Wanping."

"yes."

"I'll leave first, you guys will come back later."

"yes."

Zhang Yong got on the bus.

start up.

Set off.

Accelerate with Du Shanglong and others.

Arrive near Wanping.

I found that Song Youming and others had arrived long ago.

Have a safe journey.

Report identity.

Song Youming ran out to greet him.

Behind him, there is a kind-hearted elder. His collar badge has two golden three-pointed stars.

The guess is that it was Tong Linge, deputy commander of the 29th Army.

One of the backbones of the Northwest Army.

It can also be said to be the backbone.

Sure enough, after informing each other of their identities, it was indeed Tong Linge.

"Commander Tong, we were delayed on the way."

"Commissioner, the Japanese invaders have arrived."

"good."

Zhang Yong entered Wanping City and came up to the tower.

Ji Xingwen was leading the troops, concentrating on the battle and preparing for the battle. The soldiers had their fingers on the triggers.

The naked eye can see that at the end of the line of sight, in the wilderness to the southeast, the Japanese invaders have gathered in formation. It is judged that there may be a large group? More than a thousand people?

At the foot of Wanping City, two hundred meters away, stood three Japanese invaders.

There was a white cloth tied on his forehead. There was an Oriental sword on his waist, but there was no gun.

The map shows that they did not carry pistols or rifles, nor grenades.

strangeness……

"What are these three Japanese invaders going to do?"

"provocative."

"provocative?"

"Yes. They are asking for a fight. They want to fight us in a three-on-three duel. Life or death."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyes were gloomy.
To be continued...