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"Li Zhiyuan, **...ah"

Before Wang Yicun could shout the curse out of his mouth, he roared out in pain. He was hit by the butt of a gun and pushed into the room with his face covered in blood. He glared at the people who displayed him through the door and window.

Soldiers in black military uniforms.

The soldiers occupying the barracks were completely different from the soldiers he was used to seeing. It could be seen from their physiques that they were all elite soldiers, and what they held in their hands were the latest Mauser short carbine rifles.

The young man was also holding a somewhat strange weapon. They held the handle with one hand and held the magazine in front of them with the other hand.

And around the military camp, there were machine gunners operating machine guns everywhere. All the officers were detained in this barracks. Under the bright bayonets and the dark muzzles, they had no chance to leave the room.

Fucked

Really screwed up

At this time, everyone had only one thought in their minds. Apart from admitting defeat, they didn't know what else to say. On the mountain, as soon as Li Zhiyuan turned around, a group of people rushed around, and they were joking with them.

The people whipped the guy, and the big guy didn't even fart, so he was captured alive.

The most hateful thing is that the staff officers who were recommended by Li Zhiyuan and who usually don't even fart have quietly taken control of the military camp. Then the policemen in black police uniforms who got off the train followed.

After entering the military palace, the third division now changed its surname without firing a shot.

"They don't want a certificate of nomination, do they?"

Watching the brothers of the Third Division obediently leave the barracks one by one with their bare hands and gather on the training ground, the officers who were being held back understood.

"Damn it, I don't even have a chance to make money this time."

Not only is there no chance to make money, to be precise, it is best not to even stop and think about it.

Fang Yanjing was the only one who was most depressed. He once thought that becoming the commander of the third division would lead to a lifetime of prosperity and wealth. When he hugged Long Hai's little leg, he was still thinking in his heart.

Should I send someone to express my sincerity to Feng Guozhang and pave the way for the future? But who would have thought that everything was just a dream?

"These staff officers are not bad either."

Seeing the more than 4,600 people in front of him arranged in square formations under the command of 126 staff officers, sitting in the conference room of the division headquarters, Li Zicheng said with a smile, and then glanced at Han Wutian

.

What mixed sand into the third division was his own suggestion. Although Fang Yanjing pushed back and said, "If you can't be the chief officer, just be a staff officer." Finally, at Han Wutian's suggestion, these officers were appointed by Fang Yanjing to be the commanders of each battalion and regiment.

Staff officers. Their task is very simple, that is, to make friends with soldiers and low-level officers, and it is these low-level officers who really control the army.

In the end, it was with the help of those low-level officers that the Third Division of the Jiangsu Army was "incorporated" without a single shot.

"Jing Lue Envoy,"

Han Wutian changed the title. In his opinion, it is no longer appropriate to call the chairman chairman.

"Um?"

"Now it's time to go out and say hello to the brothers. After all, this is your unit."

Han Wutian said calmly that if there was any advantage in him, it would probably be that he could "correct" his position. This was the reason why Li Zicheng chose him as the "Captain of the Armed Police Corps".

"Tim Jen, do you think they will counterattack?"

In the military camp of the Third Division at the foot of Longli Mountain, a formation composed of nearly 6,000 people gathered on the training ground. This formation is somewhat different from the past. The colors of the formation are different. Their clothes are yellow and

Black, and every two rows of yellow, there is a row of black. This is a mixed force of the Third Division and the Armed Police Corps.

Standing in front of all the officers and soldiers, Li Zicheng could clearly feel the difference between the two teams from their temperaments. The black ones stood at attention in a very standard posture with a serious expression, while the yellow ones looked very casual and had a hint of silk in their expressions.

Confused, even a little scared.

"Brothers, by order of the President, this envoy was temporarily assigned to the Third Division of the Jiangsu Army to quell the rebellion of Yangzhou bandits. However, he was arrogant and refused to fulfill the orders of the central government. This envoy exercised his autocratic power in accordance with the orders of the central government.

It was really a last resort.”

The words burst out from his throat. Li Zicheng didn't want to talk to these soldiers about the big principles. He said too many big principles. Can they understand? He noticed that they all seemed to be whispering to each other when he mentioned "exercising authority". Li Zicheng

Cheng just sneered in his heart.

What I need is not the people of the Third Division, but the number of the Third Division. After clarifying the matter in a few words, I came to look at these people who were still whispering to each other and said.

"Brothers who are willing to go to Yangzhou with my envoy to quell the rebellion of the braided bandits. Those who are still squatting and unwilling to leave with my envoy should stand up and leave immediately. The envoy will offer twenty yuan for travel expenses."

These words really surprised the soldiers of the Third Division. Thousands of people suddenly became silent. They looked at me and I looked at you. Those who didn't want to leave stood up and left. They were given twenty

Yuan toll

"Tolls?"

Yu Tao was really shocked when he heard the words of the "Jing Lue Envoy" on the stage. Could such a good thing happen in the world?

"If you serve as a soldier, you will be given ten pieces of gold."

At this time, his mind once again reappeared in his hometown in Hunan, the scene of the Japanese army recruiting soldiers holding gongs and beating gongs. He left his hometown in Hunan for almost more than a year, and when he returned home... But when he returned home, there were still people at home.

Who? He lost his father when he was eight years old and his mother when he was ten years old. He walked through most of Hunan by begging for food. Didn’t he just eat rations when he was a soldier?

"Taozi, do you want to leave?"

Hu Erhu behind him asked softly.

"Whoever you work with, aren't you just serving as a soldier to feed yourself?"

Before Tao could speak, someone next to him murmured. During this half-minute of whispering, hundreds of people had already stood up and asked to go home. Han Wutian, who was standing on the stage, glanced at the minister.

"Give money"

After uttering two words in a deep voice, Li Zicheng still showed no expression on his face.

As soon as they heard that the money was really being distributed, hundreds more people immediately stood up and asked for travel expenses home. Ten minutes later, five to six hundred people from the Third Division left at once.

Then no one in the audience got up. The scene in front of him made Li Zicheng feel relieved.

"Now, we have eight thousand soldiers."

Looking at the soldiers in the audience, Li Zicheng said something with a smile, and at the same time, the smile on Li Zicheng's face faded and he became serious.

"From now on, you are soldiers of the Third Division of the Jiangsu Army. From now on, everyone must strictly obey military discipline. Those who disturb the people... kill those who loot the people, kill"

The word "kill" only made the temperature on the training ground suddenly cool down. Before those soldiers could recover from the shock, they listened again.

"The military pay will be increased by one yuan per person, and the full amount will be paid every month without deducting food."

"Long live the manager"

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of soldiers in the audience started jumping and shouting, and everyone looked ecstatic.

"Eight yuan of military pay."

From the conference room, looking at the happily leading soldiers in military uniforms, Li Zicheng lamented in his heart the cheapness of manpower in this era. Eight yuan of military pay, in Lianyungang, was just the salary of a cleaner, but here...

"The manager said that their military pay was only seven yuan a month before, and more than four yuan was deducted for food every month. The soldiers' monthly income was less than three yuan. Now they are getting almost three times the monthly salary. Is it possible?

There is reason to be unhappy”

Xiao Xiao, who was standing in the conference room, quickly explained that although he had only been with the Third Division for a month, he already had a deep relationship with those brothers, and naturally he did not want the manager to look down on them.

"Jing Lue, these soldiers, it was not easy before they became soldiers. They joined the soldiers just to have a full bowl of food, but it is not easy after they became soldiers. In fact..."

Seeing that the general was not surprised, Xiao Xiao plucked up the courage to continue speaking.

"If the troops are to be adjusted, only the officers above the regimental commander can be adjusted. The battalion and company commanders should not be moved at all. After all..."

Xiao Xiao looked out the window at the brothers who were putting on new military uniforms in the style of the corps. There was some emotion in Xiao Xiao's eyes.

"When you are a soldier, eating from someone else's food does not mean eating."

Whose food is not eating?

The words of the former staff officer of the 11th Regiment only made Li Zicheng frown.

"eat food"

With a snort, Li Zicheng glanced at Xiao Xiao.

"If you only know how to serve as a soldier and eat food, then a group of "Pig Tou San" who have no national concept, just like the Manchu Army, tell me, what kind of army does China need?"

When Li Zicheng asked the question, his words were full of dissatisfaction.

"China after the Republic will be a country struggling hard under the banner of the nation. This country will take the most decisive step on the road to modern nationalization in the great baptism of the national war in the future, and this country will

The premise is that there must be a nationalist army in the true sense, an army that can be born to defend the country, have a mission to fight for the country, and can die for the country at any time, instead of..."

Li Zicheng pointed his hand towards the window, his tone full of disdain.

"Such a group of soldiers who only know how to serve as soldiers and eat food."

Turning around and looking at everyone, Li Zicheng shook his head helplessly.

"Such a group of soldiers can win the national war."

Having said that, Li Zicheng couldn't help but sigh. Once upon a time, the Jiangsu Army was composed of a group of energetic "aspiring young people". But later, as soon as the Republic of China succeeded, those young people who were armed with "nationalism" turned around and abandoned the army. Now,

The Jiangsu Army...

"The soul of an army lies in its officers, such as officers..."

Before Xiao Xiao had finished speaking, Li Zicheng smiled slightly when he realized that he had spoken too harshly.

"That's why I need you to enrich the third division and turn this army into a truly elite division, an army that can be used to defend our country and our nation. And now..."

Point your hand towards the south.

"The gangsters who are causing trouble to the country and the people are exactly the same people in Yangzhou who are causing trouble to the people. It's time for you to show your sword"...
Chapter completed!