In the building behind the playground, there was a man standing by the window with a wide face and thick eyebrows, with extremely sharp eyes. His round and thick shoulders were covered with a dark blue tweed coat. He was Yu Hanmou, who was in charge of Guangdong's military power.

"Commander, we will draw 3,000 people tonight. According to your instructions, the gangsters in Guangzhou are the main targets of this draw. The 11th Division is responsible for this draw operation and did not cause major riots." Feng Ping, an adjutant of Yu Hanmou's personal entourage, stood behind him and reported.

Yu Hanmou looked at the dark crowd below and said in a deep voice: "The land is not divided into north and south, people are not divided into old and young. No matter who is, they all have the responsibility to defend the territory and fight against the war, and they should all be determined to sacrifice everything. The Japanese are going to fight Shanghai. Although my Fourth Route Army has the important task of defending Guangdong, it cannot fall behind the local army and lose this opportunity to fight against the Japanese. Two days ago, I called to go north to fight 15 times, but the military headquarters still refused. The instructions given to me were to pay close attention to the trends of the Japanese army at sea and try my best to consolidate Guangdong's defense. I will form an independent regiment of the following three thousand people to travel north in the name of transporting ammunition. From tonight, you will take the seat of the commander of the newly formed 137th Regiment of the 11th Division."

Feng Ping said in a daze: "Commander, do you want me to be the leader of this newly formed regiment? Feng Ping was afraid that his strength would be insufficient, which would ruin the reputation of the Fourth Route Army."

"Why do you have to be sent? It's because you can represent me. You have been with me for thirteen years since the Northern Expedition. You are representing me on the north. I originally wanted to send an elite regiment to you, but the special commissioner sent by the military headquarters is on the ground and I can't draw a northward stern. The battle to guard Shanghai must be very dangerous. The army from other places is working hard. We cannot stand by and watch. I have to make this decision to serve the country with all my strength. Fengping, although the quality of the soldiers is low, I will give you good weapons. All the formal rifles from the newly factory are equipped with you, and each squad is equipped with an active squad leader." Yu Hanmou said.

"Thank you, Commander!" Feng Ping responded excitedly. He had been waiting for the opportunity to go north to fight the Japanese. Now he had such an opportunity. Although he was nervous with a bunch of new recruits who knew nothing, he was even more excited. He was finally able to fight with the Japanese with real swords and guns. Even anyone could wake up laughing.

Yu Hanmou turned around and patted Feng Ping who was smiling silly. Feng Ping looked at Yu Hanmou with gratitude. In addition to encouragement, Yu Hanmou's eyes were deeper hidden deeper. "Let's go and see your brother!" Yu Hanmou smiled. Feng Ping nodded with a bitter smile. Below was he was going to take the soldiers to the north. They could not be called soldiers at all, but could only say a group of mobs. Looking at Feng Ping's lonely back, Yu Hanmou sighed helplessly. If the soldiers were not sent, the people would definitely have opinions and he was dissatisfied. If he sent a regular army, the military headquarters would punish him. If he created such a scattered corps of three thousand people. How long could it take for the Japanese to go north to stop him? He knew better than anyone else. He murmured: "If you are loyal to the country, what's the impact of death!"

The playground was surrounded by soldiers carrying live ammunition. The newcomers who were drawn were clamoring, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Feng Ping came to the playground to take out the Belgian-made Browning gun, and the "slap" was just two shots.

Hearing the gunshots, the newcomers were frightened, and the scene that was originally noisy as a vegetable market was temporarily calmed down.

Feng Ping said loudly: "First recruits, from the moment you stepped into the military camp gate, you have become one of the Chinese soldiers. You will be reorganized into the 137th Regiment of the 11th Division of the Fourth Route Army, and I am your regiment commander Feng Ping. Now that the country is in trouble, the country does not exist, how can the family bear it? It is for the country to be a family. Although you did not join the army voluntarily, you should feel honored because you are about to represent the fellow villagers in Guangdong to fight against Japan."

"I'll give you an hour to arrange the team for me!" Feng Ping ordered the commanders and commanders of the squads and platoons behind him. After receiving the order, no one talked nonsense. They acted quickly and organized according to the squads, platoons, companies, and battalions. The squad leaders pulled eleven people out of the recruit group and took them to one squad. Then they formed the units of the battalion according to the 44 system.

Youfei and his six brothers were not separated. While the squad leader picked Shangyoufei, the other six people stood next to Youfei almost at the same time.

The team was formed, the registration was registered, and the new recruits were finally arranged with the help of the butt stock and slap.

Feng Ping looked at the team that looked a little bit on the playground and shouted: "Shot the gun!"

The formal rifles were lifted out in boxes and placed in front of the team. The military police supervised them. The formal rifles were passed to the soldiers behind them with one pole. Several of them were slapped again after moving slightly.

The same process is passed on to everyone's hands.

The gun had no bullets, but the military uniform was asked to be worn immediately. Although they were all in a skewed manner, they really looked like an army after the uniform was unified. The recruits of the 137th Regiment were rushed to the barracks like animals. A group of recruits who had not had time to digest what happened tonight were lying on the bedboard in the barracks, lying quietly, at a loss.

The next morning, the three thousand recruits were taken to the train station again. When they arrived at the train station, they went directly to the trouser carriage and got on. The train shouted twice and drove to the north. The train was full of guns and ammunition to the front line.

The serviceman in Fengping's box reported to him: "The regiment commander, since the dispatch of troops and materials from all over the country to Beijing and Shanghai occupied the railway route, we cannot go directly to Anqing. The military department arranged for the regiment headquarters to go to Zhuzhou first, then to Wuhan, and then take a boat to Shanghai."

Feng Ping nodded and said, "Transfer my orders, and the squad leader of each squad will help the recruits get familiar with the guns as soon as possible. And tell them what they should do on the battlefield and what they should not do. Let the veterans speak carefully and talk more on the road so that those recruits will not die so quickly."

The orderly soldier stood at the scene and went to pass the order. Feng Ping took out the Genhadmen cigarette and started smoking as he lit the cigarette. The smoke quickly covered Feng Ping's face, and he couldn't tell what his face looked like...

The squad leader of Youfei's squad was named Hu Weiyue. He said loudly: "Since the regiment commander wants me to tell you about the experience, I will talk about it. When fighting, follow your troops closely and have more chances to survive. There are still many things to pay attention to, and I will tell you later. Everyone will tell you their names and get familiar with each other. My name is Hu Weiyue."

"Yu Fei!" "Jiang Zhuang." "He Tianhao." "Huanglong." "Liu Yunqing." "Xu Zhiwei." "Ye Zhiming." "Ye Hao." "Lin Fugui." "Chen Asi." "Liu Liquan."

After reporting his name, Hu Weiyue began to tell the precautions on the battlefield, and there were some past stories interspersed from time to time. It turned out that he was Chen Jiongming's subordinate, participated in the Northern Expedition, and did the bombardment of Yue Xiulou... Hearing Hu Weiyue's words, You Fei thought to himself: No matter how awesome you were before, the king's flag on the top of the city was changed, you are just a small squad leader now.

Hu Weiyue talked about his heroic deeds emotionally, and he had not finished speaking until the train stopped. Water and food were sent up. Steamed buns with white flour and some bacon were very large. Everyone who was used to eating rice was stimulated by the new food and their emotions were obviously rising. Everyone started to eat in big mouthfuls.

The train started, and You Fei didn't want to listen to Hu Weiyue's nonsense anymore, so he said, "Squad leader, the regiment leader wants you to tell us some things to pay attention to on the battlefield. Tell us quickly!" Hu Weiyue said slowly, "Don't be anxious, there are many things to learn! I'll talk about it slowly, and you can ask if you don't understand. If you know more, you can live more days. As time goes by, I'll continue to talk about what I just said, that time..." You Fei and others sighed, and their ears continued to be poisoned by Hu Weiyue.

The train crawled for two days and two nights, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The 137th Regiment finally arrived in Wuhan.
Chapter completed!