As the two people quarreled, their bodies leaned together again.

Maybe both of them know that they can no longer live without each other.

During the war, killing has become instinct for soldiers. They need a place to store the good things or goodwill they have.

Family, love, friendship and even the innocence of children are all beautiful things. These things will heal the scars left by the war in the hearts of soldiers.

In the evening, Zhao Zhiguo returned to the headquarters, but Zhu Hao was missing.

"Where's Zhu Hao? Have you returned to Changshan?"

"Yes, I heard that there are people coming over there." Qin Dongsheng said, "It seems to have something to do with the reorganization of our troops."

Zhao Zhiguo's troops have made it clear that they want to join them, and of course they must clearly let them lead the troops.

"Finally someone came."

In fact, Zhao Zhiguo has also thought about this matter. The size of their army is not small, and together with the soldiers being trained, there are more than 1,300 troops.

Such a regular army is not a guerrilla army and cannot only consist of military chiefs.

Regiment-level troops must have political commissars, battalions must have instructors, company-level units must have instructors, military chiefs and political chiefs, and the dual-chief responsibility system is adopted.

The last time Zhu Hao went back, the troops they gave Zhao Zhiguo were in the form of a brigade. They were also battalion-level units, and they might also be regiment-level units.

No matter what organization it belongs to, it must be assigned at least one instructor.

"Captain, do you think our troops will be dismantled by them?" Qin Dongsheng was worried.

Whether it is the Jinsui Army or the Northwest Army, in fact Gao Cang and Qin Dongsheng only want to follow one person, and that is Zhao Zhiguo.

Wherever Zhao Zhiguo goes, they follow him.

If they were dismantled, the people above would no longer trust these troops who had defected from the Shanxi-Sui Army, and would treat them as cannon fodder for charging into battle, and the brothers would have no place to cry.

"After dismantling us, where will we send you? There is no food or drink for hundreds of miles around. Are we going to take you into the mountains to starve to death?"

The Jinsui Army will definitely not let Zhao Zhiguo's troops easily enter the Bingzhou area. To the east is the mountain, and beyond the mountain are the little devils.

If they want to move to the rear and join the main force, food along the way will be a big problem.

"Brothers, let your hearts be in your stomach. No matter who comes, there is always room for reasoning in the world."

On the way forward, if you make the right choices, you are a saint and a god!

Moreover, in this army, Zhao Zhiguo has absolute command power. If he wants to seize military command power, unless this person is above Zhao Zhiguo's ability.

"Captain, just your words will do."

"Take me to see the captured Jinsui Army scouts and resolve this matter first."

In the dim stable, guarded by two soldiers, the scouts of the Jinsui Army had been tied up.

"Which unit of the Jinsui Army does it belong to?"

"From the 68th Division!" the Jinsui Army scout replied.

"Sixty-eighth Division? Are you kidding me?"

Zhao Zhiguo and the others were from the 68th Division, and Zhao Zhiguo and his regiment were the only remaining members of the 68th Division.

"I really belong to the 68th Division."

"I am also from the 68th Division. During the last battle of Pingcheng, the 68th Division entered the mountains to pick up the retreating troops. The division commander Chu Jie died in the battle, and the rest are all here with me."

For Zhao Zhiguo, although the 68th Division has become a thing of the past, he will never forget it.

"The Sixty-Eighth Division has been reorganized, and Xie Yi'an is the new division commander." the scout replied.

"Oh...that's the explanation, but I've never heard of your division commander. How many people are there in the 68th Division now?"

Hearing the number of his old unit, Zhao Zhiguo felt inexplicably kind.

Perhaps Chu Jiequan knows that the 68th Division has been rebuilt, which is also a comfort.

"The Central Army learned that Commander Zhao, you are the last remaining unit of the 68th Division. After you led your troops to break away from the Shanxi-Sui Army, they wanted to take back the division's designation."

If it has a designation, it is a regular army. The regular army has a uniform ration of weapons and military pay. If it is disabled, its strength will be replenished.

Therefore, the designation of the 68th Division is very important. If it is taken back by the Central Army, the Shanxi-Sui Army will lack the establishment of a division.

Although this division currently has no strength, as long as the remaining numbers remain, Mr. Yan will have the opportunity to reorganize it in the future.

As long as it is formed, this force is a legal existence.

Naturally, Mr. Yan did not want his troops to be taken back by the Central Army, so he transferred troops from local areas overnight, captured strong men, and replenished the troops.

In order to make the 68th Division more legitimate, Mr. Yan promoted a battalion commander several levels to the position of division commander.

Overnight, the 68th Division was formed, with 5,000 men and guns, but its combat effectiveness was not even up to that of a battalion of the previous 68th Division.

Fortunately, the number was saved by Mr. Yan.

The Sixty-eighth Division has been rebuilt. This kind of troops certainly cannot be brought to the front battlefield to fight the Japs. They might scatter like birds and beasts before they even reach the battlefield.

But after an army is formed, we can't let them sit idle. They eat Mr. Yan's food every day and don't work. Mr. Yan is not so grand.

Since idleness is idle, Mr. Yan assigned Xie Yian a task to see what Zhao Zhiguo in Anyang Town was doing.

Xie Yian, the battalion commander, was bought with money. I heard that the position of division commander was vacant, and Xie Yian spent a lot of money behind his back.

Mr. Yan also knew very well that Xie Yi'an's existence was not to let him fight, but to save the title of a division for Mr. Yan.

So he didn't care what Xie Yi'an was, he just turned a blind eye.

When Xie Yi'an was the battalion commander, he heard about Zhao Zhiguo's heroic deeds in the Shanxi-Sui Army, and he still knew that he was no match for Zhao Zhiguo.

And after becoming the commander of the 68th Division, Xie Yi'an also understood why Mr. Yan made him the commander.

So he didn't intend to go against Zhao Zhiguo, but since Mr. Yan assigned him a task, he had to carry it out.

So a soldier was sent to Anyang Town for reconnaissance to see what Zhao Zhiguo was doing.

The soldiers of the 68th Division were no match for Zhao Zhiguo's battle-hardened veterans. They were captured by Zhao Zhiguo's soldiers as soon as they entered Anyang Town.

"It's not easy for Mr. Yan!" Zhao Zhiguo smiled bitterly.

Unexpectedly, the Central Army would force Mr. Yan to do this.

The Central Army only wants to take advantage and does not want to suffer losses. If the establishment of this division is taken back, the Central Army can expand its troops by another division.

The Jin-Sui Army is missing one division, and then Mr. Yan will not be able to listen to the Central Army honestly from now on.
Chapter completed!