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After a full five minutes, the chief finally put down the documents in his hand and sighed.

"What do you think of these things? Are they true?"

"Commander, you know this well, this kid has done countless things, and this probably doesn't even cover 100% of his achievements!"

"Less than 30%?"

The chief was also stunned, and immediately looked at Lao Zhang and asked with some confusion.

"No more than 30% at most. He has hidden countless incidents. As for his sacrifice, I don't know much about it, but this is not something we can ask about now. Yan'an has not sent us any news, so we just pretend we know nothing."

"Oh!"

"According to the style of Yan'an, if he really died, I guess they would have sent a telegram long ago. Now there is no news, which is the best news."

Lao Zhang reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, but the pack was a little empty and there were only a few cigarettes left.

He gave the leader a cigarette with a reluctant look on his face.

"These are the last four, oh!"

"Look at you, you're so stingy! When did you become so stingy?"

The chief looked at Lao Zhang's reluctant expression, grabbed a cigarette, lit it happily, and took a deep puff.

"Oh, I don't know when I can go to Shanghai to buy some!"

"No need to say more. That guy will occasionally have someone send a batch of supplies. Why, are you still not satisfied?"

The chief also laughed and joked happily.

"Oh, Commander, a group of soldiers have been transferred from Nantong to Yancheng. There are about 3,000 of them, a squadron of five. Each soldier has a gun and is fully equipped."

"That squadron you're talking about, it seems to be called the Second Squadron. It's the Sixth Squadron to the north of us, one in the south and one in the north, so they can look after each other!"

"Commander, do you know about the Second Squadron?"

"Well, I also sent people to check the entire Jiangsu and surrounding areas. There are a total of fifteen squadrons, with more or less people. The largest is like the Second Squadron, with more than 3,000 people, and the smallest is more than 1,000 people. They also have a certain number of small teams under them, all of which are anti-Japanese organizations."

"15 squadrons, that would be to thousand people, right?"

"Almost. The Yangzhou, Huainan, and Anzheng squadrons advanced westward, but eventually they had to withdraw due to the disparity in strength. They are still developing and are constantly fighting the Japanese in the countryside."

"They are well-organized, and people often send them large quantities of supplies, but that was at the beginning. Now the number of deliveries is relatively small, with only a small number of medicines being sent occasionally."

"Now they are basically active in rural areas all over the country. Even in Yancheng, our activities are not as extensive as theirs."

The chief sat there, smoking a cigarette with a serious face, and spoke slowly.

"Who are these people? What are their identities?"

"I don't know, but these people all have the same uniform, all light green. It's obvious that someone is supporting them from behind. But we have investigated many times and found that these people will not participate in any power struggles other than fighting against the Japanese and training. Once someone is found to be involved in power struggles, they will be kicked out of the team at the least, and shot directly at the most serious ones."

"However, our people still got some information from them. We only know that all fifteen squadrons are supported by a man called Shao Ye. It is a personal army, not the national army, or our forces." "The most important thing is that they have their own intelligence system, and they are not related to any external intelligence organizations. This is also what I feel is a little strange. Who on earth has such a big hand to support and develop such a large army?"

"I also sent people to contact them. They agreed to our contact, but did not agree to join any faction. The Military Control Commission also wanted to pull people over, but ultimately failed."

"The most important thing is that the other side has our people, as well as people from the Military Control Commission and the Central Control Commission, but no one dares to cause trouble in their squadron. This is the rule."

When Old Zhang heard this, he was also stunned and immediately frowned slightly.

"Commander, who can afford to support so many troops? That's not a small number. Thirty or forty thousand people, that's several divisions. Haven't the Japanese wiped them out yet?"

"If you want to wipe them out, you can wipe them out. If you go too few, they will be eaten directly. If you go too many, they will have already fled. If one or two battalions of Japanese troops dare to fight you head-on, one-on-one, you may not be defeated by the Japanese."

"so smart!"

Old Zhang exclaimed in admiration again.

"The Japanese troops in Jiangsu are now occupying cities and will not leave easily. Otherwise, no one knows where a bullet will come from."

"After all, the last time the Japanese mobilized three divisions to attack these squadrons, the result was, needless to say, all of them were successful. Although all sides suffered losses, these squadrons fought to boost their morale."

"I have heard of this, but I didn't expect these squadrons to be so powerful!"

"Of course. The higher-ups asked us to try our best to recruit these squadrons. Even the female soldiers are the same. Even though they are female soldiers, they are no worse than our male comrades here. In fact, they are even better."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, Lao Zhang. After a while, I plan to have you go to Shanghai. We need to increase the supply of medicines and the like. Otherwise, once the war starts, we will obviously not have enough here."

"You don't need to explain. I know this, but the Japanese are keeping a close watch on medicines right now. It's already pretty good that the guy was able to get a box delivered. After all, anti-inflammatory drugs are really expensive."

"Lao Zhang, you said that the guy sent three boxes of these medicines to three different troops. I really don't know where he stole them from!"

"Robbery? There's nowhere to rob. We can only smuggle it from the United States. This guy has connections, but I heard it's too difficult to import now. The United States also restricts exports, especially to Asia."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, Lao Zhang. I'm sorry to bother you to go to Shanghai in half a month. After all, the investigation in Shanghai is probably quite strict now. I just don't know who blew up the airport, the warship, and poisoned so many Japanese soldiers!"

"I don't know, but whether it's an individual or an organization, they deserve our respect!"

After chatting for a while, the two began to relax and discuss the next work issues.

……

He stood in the fat man's office, and opposite him stood a colonel with a helpless expression on his face.

"Captain Changxu, are you thinking about women? You can't live without women. You've only been in Shanghai for a few days and you want women. Have you trained your troops well, or have you rested your troops well?"

"You're always making trouble for me. I don't think you're doing well without a woman. Shanghai is an important economic center of the empire overseas. Don't you know what you're doing here? Are you running to Shanghai to bully others or what?"

"Snapped--"

A huge slap hit Changxu's face, but the fat man still felt unsatisfied and slapped him again with his backhand, causing both sides of Changxu's face to swell up.

"Also, do you know what kind of image your behavior has left in the eyes of the people of the empire? Baka, the image that we worked so hard to build up has been completely destroyed just because of your small request." (End of this chapter)