I really came here to fight against Japan

Hearing this, Song Wenwan felt a chill in the car and hurriedly urged the driver to turn around quickly.

After Song Wenwan's car left, the chief of staff spoke to Deng Beihou in a neutral tone.

"Okay, go back and prepare. Commander Song has agreed to help you."

If you dare to attack the God of Wealth in the Fifth War Zone, no one will bother with you!

The next morning, before six o'clock, the Sichuan Army soldiers began to get up.

They took all their belongings with them and rushed to Lujiaji in a mighty manner.

We have to go early, we are all hungry. We all hope to arrive early so that we can have a bite to eat.

I don’t know what Commander Song’s rules are. I hope he won’t be angry about what happened yesterday.

When we were still quite far away from Lujiaji, we encountered the checkpoint of the 46th Army.

After knowing that they were Sichuan Army, they did not make things difficult for them. They only had one request: they could only pass after they had urinated.

This made even the knowledgeable Deng Beihou dumbfounded.

They had never heard of any other army doing this.

At this moment, someone on horseback came up from behind them.

It turned out to be the Sichuan Army’s Division Commander Fan Haerfan, who had a cooperative relationship with Song Wenwan in Daerzhuang.

After he dismounted, he first greeted Deng Beihou and then asked about the situation.

"Commander Deng, what are you still hesitating about? Now that Commander Song has spoken, let's start peeing!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled Deng Beihou and walked to the side of the road together to urinate.

Since an acquaintance has come to teach them the "Tao", let's all pee together!

That's like thousands of troops urinating at the same time, which not only nourishes the crops but also fertilizes the fields.

That’s not all. Fan Haer came over with a smile and took advantage of Deng Beihou’s unpreparedness to say, “I’m sorry, Brother Deng.”

He went up and punched Deng Beihou twice, leaving him with a pair of panda eyes.

When Fan Haer saw that Deng Beihou was about to get angry, he quickly apologized.

"Brother Deng, please don't be anxious. You beat Commander Song for no reason yesterday.

If I don't help him call back, how are you going to talk to him later?"

When Deng Beihou heard this was the reason, he decided not to pursue the matter any further.

Just ask him how Commander Song will help them.

Fan Haer said: "Brother Deng, I don't know how Commander Song will help you.

But if he agrees to help you, he will be very generous, and give you meat buns for three meals a day."

After they entered the training ground, they found that Commander Song Wenwan of the 46th Army had arrived.

There was only Song Wenwan, no Roujiamo, and no sign of breakfast...

Having learned from yesterday's experience and lessons, we were accompanied by Commander Fan Haer.

The Sichuan Army soldiers, who had already been hungry, did not say a word and were still waiting silently.

Song Wenwan finally saw Deng Beihou's panda eyes. The corners of her mouth twitched for a long time, but she didn't say anything.

He really didn't dare to say anything, for fear that he might accidentally laugh out loud.

Seeing that he was having a hard time holding back his laughter, Fan Haer quickly walked up to him and started a conversation.

"What do you think, Commander Song? This is the sincerity of our General Deng Beihou. Are you satisfied?"

Song Wenwan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Old Fan, am I such a petty person?"

As he spoke, he took out two roujiamo from his bag.

He ate one for himself, handed one to Teacher Fan, and then started eating with him in big mouthfuls.

Commander Fan came in a hurry and hadn't had breakfast yet, so he didn't hesitate.

I just thought to myself: "You are not a mean person, you are a bad person! Hey, you changed it to beef today, it smells really good."

Song Wenwan ignored the sound of tens of thousands of people swallowing saliva, and gave the order directly.

He said: "All soldiers under the age of sixteen, gather at the back. All soldiers who look under the age of sixteen, also gather at the back."

Seeing that the Sichuan Army soldiers below were not moving, he ordered the soldiers of the Gan Detachment to go down and pick people.

Looking at the commotion below, Deng Beihou asked anxiously: "General Song, what do you mean by this?

If I were younger, wouldn't I be able to join the army to fight against the Japanese?"

Song Wenwan said: "What I want is elite soldiers, soldiers, not cannon fodder. Can you let a group of children fight with the devils with bayonets?"

Then he shouted to the Sichuan troops below: "Those who have been selected should go eat first."

The work became much easier now, and the two thousand soldiers obediently followed the soldiers of the Gan Detachment.

Fan Haer: Your move is too mean...

The next step is to pick out those grandfatherly soldiers...some of them do have some gray beards.

It’s not that Song Wenwan despises them, nor does he feel that he has the qualifications to despise these soldiers who went out of Sichuan to fight against the Japanese.

He didn't need cannon fodder, nor did he want them to lose their lives in vain.

After his screening, the Sichuan Army suddenly lost a large number of its troops.

Deng Beihou asked: "Commander Song, what are you going to do with these soldiers? Are you really going to give them up?"

Song Wenwan said: "This war cannot be ended in one or two years.

As for these young men, I will train them first. When they grow two years older, there will be no rush for them to go to the battlefield.

As for these old soldiers, why not turn them into security teams to maintain law and order in the rear!"

"General Deng, if you are confident, leave these young men to me and I will send them to the rear for training.

Also, please tell Commander-in-Chief Liu that all soldiers leaving Sichuan will first pass through Gansu, and only those I deem qualified will go to the battlefield.

I can't guarantee anything else, but I can still afford to give everyone a new set of equipment."

Song Wenwan thought, just give me three years to train them.

The Sichuan Army did not even have to send out three million soldiers. With only one million troops reorganized by him, the Japanese invaders would have to retreat across the board.

Seeing that it was already seven o'clock, Song Wenwan ordered again: "All soldiers, get down to the trenches!

Everyone in the eastern trenches should hide. If anyone dares to raise his head, I will kill him. "

then……

"Everyone in the western trench, shoot at the targets in the eastern trench.

Just treat those targets as the Japanese devils and shoot them!

If you don’t have guns, just throw grenades to me, but make sure you throw them far away.

Don’t hit your own people on the head, I won’t provide compensation.”

This move stunned the Sichuan Army generals, as they had never seen soldiers trained in this way.

The Sichuan Army soldiers below found it quite fresh.

The two sides were 500 meters apart, and they just started fighting regardless of whether they could see each other or not.

Song Wenwan invited the Sichuan Army generals to hide in the trenches with him.

Hearing the sound of gunfire above his head, Song Wenwan lowered his helmet and didn't dare to look up at all.

Three minutes later, the loudspeaker on the training ground began broadcasting, asking them to cease fire.

Then the direction changed, and this time it was the turn of the people in the eastern trench to shoot towards the west.

After this wave of fighting, Song Wenwan was not finished yet. He ordered the Sichuan troops on both sides to advance one hundred meters each.

The Sichuan Army's soldiers fought vigorously and basically used up all their bullets.

Song Wenwan now ordered his troops to leave the field, and dozens of Maxim guns began a new round of exchange of fire.

All of a sudden, the Sichuan Army began to get nervous. They had never been tortured by such dense bullets before.

There are not only heavy machine guns, but also mortars and Type 92 infantry guns.

The shells either hit the front of the trenches or went over their heads and exploded behind them.