When a scholar encounters a soldier, he cannot explain why.

At this moment, Mr. He completely understood this sentence.

Rogues are not scary.

I'm afraid that this gangster is both educated and extremely powerful.

"Commander Fang..."

Mr. He looked a little pitiful.

Although the adjective is not appropriate, it really fits the situation.

"Mr. He..."

"I'm also very helpless."

"Why don't you allow me a few days? Allow me a period of time? I'll have a good talk with our deputy commander. No matter what, I have to get this batch of weapons and equipment back to you."

"Mr. He, just go back and wait for notification."

"When the weapons and equipment come back, I will deliver them to you personally as soon as possible."

"I, Fang Yu, vouch for my character!"

Fang Yu slapped his chest loudly...

Mr. He's forehead went dark...

Character?

Does your commander still have this thing?

That's too much nonsense.

"Commander Fang, let's get down to business. We can talk about the weapons again. It's not a problem."

"But man...you have to give it back to me."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to get a job here at all."

"Commander Fang, you have to understand my difficulties..."

"If I go out here and bring nothing back, it will really be a dead end..."

"Commander Fang..."

The middle-aged man, Mr. He, looked increasingly melancholy as he spoke.

The pitiful look on his face not only did not diminish, but on the contrary increased with every passing second.

"I told you."

"It's not that I don't want to send them away, it's mainly because the soldiers are immersed in the emotions of the war in Fencheng and can't come out or are unwilling to come out."

"rest assured."

"The 60,000 soldiers will be sent back to you after they have been screened."

"At least I can send you back more than half of it."

"It's not a big problem."

"It's all little things."

"The most important thing is to eat."

Fang Yu waved his hand and said.

What he meant was simple.

Weapons and equipment are already in his hands. If anyone wants to take them away, it is really impossible.

Although he disdains the so-called 'sophisticated weapons' of the Central Army, there is still no big problem in sending these weapons and equipment to the headquarters.

After all, it is an elite division, with a lot of artillery, machine guns, and the like.

Many of them are German equipment.

The equipment is there, and it's not bad.

As for the 60,000 prisoners...

Is it possible to just send it back like this?

Of course, these are not ghosts either. Trapping and killing them all will definitely not work.

Moreover, there are still many soldiers among them who have really good individual qualities, and they are particularly eager to fight the Japanese.

In this way, Fang Yu is naturally obliged to provide them with a platform to fight the Japanese.

This is a matter of course.

But it was impossible for Fang Yu to accept all the captured soldiers, old soldiers, double-pike soldiers, and so on.

According to Fang Yu's calculations, these 60,000 prisoners should be able to screen out 20,000 usable soldiers and fill them into the reserves. That is also good.

Fang Yu's eyes flashed, thinking of this, the smile on his lips grew a lot.

The one with a sad face at this moment is naturally Mr. He.

"Commander Fang..."

"I really can't do anything when I go back."

"The left and right are dead, otherwise Commander Fang would kill me now."

"It also saves me having to go all the way back to die."

As the middle-aged man Mr. He spoke, he couldn't help but shook his head in an extremely distressed manner.

The mood seemed extremely depressed.

Both eyes looked dim and dull...

All emotions seemed to explode at this moment.

"What will you do if I kill you?"

"Mr. He, otherwise this would be better. If you can't go back to the mountain city, don't go back."

"You can stay in Shicheng, or go to Taiyuan to seal the city."

"You can go wherever you want, it doesn't matter."

"Wherever you want to be, be wherever you want."

"I still have great faith in your ability, Mr. He."

"Mr. He, what do you think?"

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said sincerely.

Mr. He: "..."

It's numb.

You don't play your cards according to the routine, which makes me very stressed now.

The feeling of numb scalp came to my mind again.

At this moment, in this situation, how can I bear it?

With a sigh, he gradually danced with the demons.

"Commander Fang, just as you said, we will repatriate at least 30,000 soldiers."

"You can't fool me anymore..."

"Otherwise our commander will tear me to pieces completely."

The middle-aged man, Mr. He, sighed and couldn't help but shake his head as he spoke.

There are so many words stuck in my heart, and I can't say anything at the moment.

I feel a little sad for no reason.

It's too difficult.

"no problem."

"I can still guarantee this."

Fang Yu nodded.

After this batch of prisoners has been screened, what will he keep the remaining unqualified soldiers for? Are they going to be fed? It is natural that they should be sent back.

"By the way, Commander Fang, you also said that you want to discuss the return of weapons and equipment with your deputy commander..."

"That's the weapons and equipment of six divisions and 60,000 people..."

"Tens of thousands of guns, thousands of machine guns, hundreds of artillery pieces..."

"If it were just a few thousand guns, I wouldn't even open my mouth. It's really too many."
To be continued...