The radar map shows a lot of white dots.

I didn't pay attention at the beginning and gradually felt something was wrong.

Why are there more and more people in the team?

Will it increase automatically?

"Geng Tingshi, what's going on?"

"I don't know."

"They aren't you responsible?"

"no."

Geng Tingshi shook his head.

He is responsible for the war.

Propaganda and mobilization are not his duty.

He doesn't know who it is.

"Why!"

Zhang Yong grabbed a young man with thin tendons.

He is about 1.6 meters tall and weighs only 70 kilograms. He is skinny.

He was holding a command knife of the Japanese invaders. He was judged to be at the level of the Japanese invaders.

"Who asked you to come?"

"What?"

"I said, who asked you to follow me."

"They are in charge of the food."

"Who? What's the food?"

"It's just the food. Then there's food to eat."

"Who said that?"

"They are in charge of the food."

"no……"

"They are in charge of the food."

When chickens talk to ducks, they just need to be responsible for food.

Zhang Yong gradually understood why so many people followed him.

Someone must have tried to save trouble, said nothing, and just said he was in charge of the food. As long as he followed the army, he would have food to eat.

So, refugees nearby, or those in difficulty in life, followed.

It just so happened that this place is a Japanese-occupied area, and is often attacked by Japanese invaders, killing and looting all kinds of people. The remaining people are very poor and are frightened.

At this moment, the Japanese invaders have not yet implemented hypocritical influence policies and are very cruel to the Chinese people. Everyone has accumulated a lot of resentment.

Now some people are going to destroy the Japanese invaders with great fanfare and defeat the Japanese invaders. So by chance, they think that the national army is going to counterattack.

Not right...

It's not by chance.

This is what Zhang Yong’s propaganda is like.

But unexpectedly, there will be so many people, tens of thousands.

Moreover, if you say a lot of things, it is better to use the word "little rice".

Really...

The way is simple!

What kind of cake to make?

Just say you are in charge of the food, and someone will follow you immediately.

OK!

Keep the meal in hand!

I, Zhang Yong, really care!

As long as you are willing to follow, I will definitely give you food.

After the Japanese invaders were eliminated, there were so many spoils, and there were all kinds of food in it. The pressure on food was not too high.

Mainly along the Yangtze River, they are all grain-producing areas, and they are simply responsible for food and small matters.

Of course, you can't just eat and not work.

I don't need you to fight face to face with the Japanese invaders.

You are responsible for doing some logistics work, such as transporting materials, carrying wounded people, etc.

Suddenly my eyes flashed.

A yellow dot was found among the dense white dots on the radar map.

Check it out. It’s Lu Yan. It’s Sister Lu.

I vaguely understand.

It is very likely that Lu Yan was responsible for the mobilization of the personnel.

She was originally responsible for this. She was very experienced. It just so happened that she had to trouble her with many things.

Come find Lu Yan immediately.

Sure enough, Lu Yan was deploying with a few yellow dots.

"Sister Lu!"

Zhang Yong shouted loudly from afar.

Lu Yan turned around. The yellow dots beside her also looked at Zhang Yong.

Chinese tunic suit……

So young...

It seems there is only one person.

It's him!

"Sir!"

"Don't dare!"

Zhang Yong walked over with a smile.

Very good. This time, there are people from the Red Party responsible for the bottom line.

As long as the Red Party can take over all kinds of messy tasks, Zhang Yong can concentrate on fighting.

Perfect.

"Sister Lu, they..."

"Specialist, we have just started mobilizing, and the results are not ideal..."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was speechless.

Isn’t this an ideal one? Ten thousand people have come.

If it is an ideal, wouldn’t there be tens of thousands of people? Or even hundreds of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?

wipe……

I was scared.

If I really tinker with tens of thousands of people, it would be amazing.

Now is no longer the age of cold weapons. Any gun can kill people. Old sleeves are also weapons.

The mobs in ancient times dispersed with hundreds of elite soldiers.

But now, times have changed.

Once equipped with enough weapons, the blind man will pull the trigger.

Of course, I dare not exaggerate it.

In the final analysis, it depends on internal organizational relationships.

Even if it is a mob, it needs to be organized internally so that it can operate effectively.
To be continued...