Zhao Zhiguo has no shortage of weapons, enough for him to equip half a division.

These weapons are just sitting idle in their warehouse. It is better to take them out and replace them.

"Flying thunder cannons also show their power on the battlefield. Take this opportunity to tell the division commander and ask him to promote it."

The flying thunder cannon has achieved initial results, and its manufacture does not require many technical requirements. It is indeed a good choice for armies lacking heavy firepower.

"Asking me to go to the division headquarters to do promotion? Wouldn't that mean I'm taking away your credit? I'll report this to the division commander."

Matthew Wen will definitely not take the credit from Zhao Zhiguo.

Zhao Zhiguo has done too many things for this army. If he can support an army by himself, this is by no means an empty lie.

"When we have enough company and platoon commanders, we can gather all the troops we need."

"One more thing, what are you going to do with the ashes of the Little Jaap Captain?"

The ashes of the Japanese commander were also brought back by Zhao Zhiguo, and the urn was covered with the military uniform of the Japanese commander.

This thing takes up space and looks eerie at night, making people's hair stand on end.

It doesn't make sense that there is an urn of a little Japanese officer placed in their station.

"Well... I have to find a way to contact the Japanese army. I will write a letter and arrange for it to be delivered to Cui Rongxing, and then let Cui Rongxing hand it over to the little Japanese."

If Zhao Zhiguo wants to lead his troops into Wangxian, he must first ask Cui Rongxing to clear the way to Wangxian.

"That needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. I'm worried that one day some soldiers will not like it and urinate directly into the urn."

"I order you to convey the message. I will go to the mine to see the little devil's prisoners."

In the mine, so many bow-legged people suddenly appeared, and for a while they became a rarity among miners.

Some miners had seen the Japs soldiers, but at that time the Japs were carrying guns and showing off their power in front of them.

When the Japanese troops passed in front of the people, the people remained silent.

This was the first time they saw the Jaap prisoners. At this time, the Jaap soldiers still had not lost their arrogance, even though they had become prisoners.

Some of the little Japs even clamored to fight again if they could. At that time, it was Zhao Zhiguo who was captured, not them.

When we arrived at the mine, the little devils were gathering together to make trouble. They disliked the bad food and the bad environment they lived in.

Anyway, nothing satisfied them here in the mine, and they obviously had not noticed their status as prisoners of war.

While waiting in line, a kid deliberately pushed a disabled Chinese soldier down, causing the Japanese prisoners to burst into laughter.

Without saying a word, Lu Zheng pulled out the troublemaker and pointed a gun at his head.

However, the little Japanese prisoner of war was not afraid of the gun in his hand and shouted at Lu Zheng: "If you have the ability, shoot!"

As a "good student" who didn't even have a private school degree, Lu Zheng learned the few big characters he knew in the army. Of course, he couldn't understand the little Japanese's bird song.

“Damn it, you’re still so arrogant when you’re a prisoner!”

Lu Zheng couldn't understand, but he could understand the expression on the little devil's face.

"Come on, shoot, Chinese soldiers are useless."

The little Japanese prisoner did not understand what Lu Zheng was saying, and thought that Lu Zheng was deliberately provoking him.

"Fuck, if the captain and the instructor hadn't taught me to be a 'three good students,' I would have shot you with a machine gun."

Lu Zheng used to be idle, but if Zhao Zhiguo and Ma Xiuwen had not been tolerant and generous many times, he would have left the army long ago.

"Two people will come and escort him out. I'll spar with him to see what this little devil is capable of."

Lu Zheng couldn't understand what the little devil was saying, but seeing the way he was looking for death, he just wasn't convinced.

If he was not convinced, it would be easy to deal with it. He, Lu Zhengfei, would have to beat the little devil to the ground and give him some luck.

Just when Lu Zheng was about to take action, Zhao Ziming stopped Lu Zheng: "You are no match for him."

"Brother Zhao, do you look down on me?"

Lu Zheng felt as if he had been insulted.

"It's not that I look down on you. This little devil's military rank is sergeant. Look at the calluses on his hands. He has been a soldier for no less than seven years. The scars on his face and arms are enough to prove that he has fought too hard on the battlefield.

times, to say it has been battle-tested is an understatement."

This little devil is ruthless and ruthless. If he finds a flaw, he may seriously injure Lu Zheng.

"Then what should we do? Let the little devil be so arrogant?"

Lu Zheng was riding a tiger and was unable to get off. In front of so many Chinese soldiers, how could he lose the face of Chinese soldiers?

"I'll do it!"

Zhao Ziming wanted to replace Lu Zheng and beat this little devil to the ground.

Before Zhao Ziming could take action, Zhao Zhiguo came over.

"What happened?"

"He knocked down one of our soldiers. Brother Zhao is planning to teach this little devil a lesson himself."

The little devil couldn't understand what Lu Zheng said, and Lu Zheng couldn't understand what the little devil said. Naturally, the two sides could only fight.

"Come on, cowards!"

The little Japanese prisoner was still provoking Lu Zheng.

Without saying a word, Zhao Zhiguo walked up to the little devil and dragged him to the disabled soldier who was knocked down by him.

"Apologise to him!" Zhao Zhiguo said in Japanese.

His tone was very calm, and there didn't seem to be even a trace of sullenness at all.

Anyone who knows Zhao Zhiguo knows that when he is murderous, he is at his calmest.

"We, the Imperial Army, never apologize to the Chinese cowards."

The arrogant tone and attitude made Zhao Zhiguo frown.

"You are very courageous, but it is a pity that you have become the prisoner of a coward in your words. You will soon regret your arrogant attitude," Zhao Zhiguo smiled contemptuously, "Lu Zheng, let all the prisoners form a circle and line up."

Lu Zheng quickly asked the soldiers to drive the Japanese prisoners of war into a line.

Zhao Zhiguo looked around and picked out a Japanese second lieutenant officer among the prisoners of war.

"Hit him!"

Zhao Zhiguo ordered the Japanese second lieutenant to attack the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese second lieutenant looked at Zhao Zhiguo doubtfully but did not take action.

"Take off all his clothes and tie him to a pillar." Zhao Zhiguo ordered.

The surrounding soldiers moved very quickly and tied the Japanese second lieutenant to the pillar.

The clamoring Japanese prisoner was full of confusion. He didn't know why Zhao Zhiguo tied up the second lieutenant, but he felt increasingly bad.

Zhao Ziming and Lu Zheng were also dumbfounded. They didn't know what Zhao Zhiguo was going to do: "Captain, what are you going to do?"

"I'll say it again, apologize to him!"

Zhao Zhiguo ignored Lu Zheng and Zhao Ziming, stared at the arrogant Japanese prisoner, and pointed at the disabled Chinese soldier who was squeezed by him.

"The Imperial Army will never surrender to the Chinese."
Chapter completed!