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Chapter Eight Confrontation and Submission

With Tangcheng's opportunity for face-to-face training, the wounded soldiers in the squadron at the reception center did not have breakfast the next day. The sun was already high in the sky. Only the real wounded soldiers who were still bedridden were lucky enough to have the gruel.

Soldiers. "Brothers, that man surnamed Mao wants to starve us to death. We can't survive anymore. Let's go and find the man surnamed Mao to settle the score. The superiors didn't leave us here just to wait for death."

"The one who took the lead this time was the bald wounded soldier. Although they suffered a loss at the hands of Hou San, most of the wounded soldiers were still willing to listen to his encouragement.

The hundred or so wounded soldiers who gathered around came to Station Commander Mao's office in an aggressive manner. Station Commander Mao, who had been hiding in the room, was already pale at this moment. "Station Commander Mao, don't be afraid, we have already agreed, haven't we?"

Well, just sit here and wait for the good show, we will help you with the rest, just put your heart back in your stomach." Hou Sanxi, standing next to Stationmaster Mao, said with a smile.

, although more than a hundred wounded soldiers had gathered outside, there was no trace of panic on Hou San's face.

It wasn't until the bald man who kept shouting came towards us with other wounded soldiers that Hou San tightened his belt, picked up the wooden stick as thick as an arm on the table and grinned with a grin. "Brothers,

, people are going to knock on your door soon. When it's time for us to show up, we have agreed in advance that we are not allowed to hit vital parts, and we will only greet the fleshy places." Of course, these words of Hou San were not meant to address the already overwhelmed webmaster Mao.

Speaking of which, there were more than a dozen burly men standing in the office that belonged to stationmaster Mao, and these men were also carrying the same wooden sticks in Hou San's hands.

In normal times, Hou San and his dozen or so people would never be able to withstand the siege of hundreds of wounded soldiers, but now these wounded soldiers have been hungry all morning, and few of them are really as lively and energetic as that bald man.

"Mao, come out. Grandpas want to eat. If you can, just stay hidden and don't show up." A dozen meters away, the chaotic shouts outside the house reached everyone's ears. Hou San opened the door and took the lead.

After leaving the house, a dozen big men followed him out.

Without any unnecessary words or warm smiles, Hou San and others walked out of the room and rushed towards the wounded soldiers who were walking towards them. They immediately waved down the wooden sticks in their hands. With just one glance, the wounded soldiers who were caught off guard were already beaten.

Hou San and others knocked down more than a dozen people. The bald guy who made the most noise was knocked over by Hou San. The feeling of being hit with a stick as thick as an arm was not very good. Fortunately, Hou San and the others didn't really want to.

To kill them, the sticks were always struck on the thicker parts of the body, otherwise they would never have the energy to roll and scream on the ground.

Through the window of the office, Station Commander Mao watched the wounded soldiers outside being knocked to the ground one by one by Hou San and others. He waited until there were not many wounded soldiers still standing outside, and then Station Commander Mao pulled the

He opened the door and walked out. "You are all very injured. If you had followed the orders of the military department, you guys should have been sent back to the army long ago. But you stayed. Since you stayed, you should abide by the military rules here."

According to the rules and regulations, I am the station commander here, and you must obey my command while you stay here, otherwise you will have no choice but to continue to starve or return to your original troops to fight with the little devils."

All the wounded soldiers who came to make trouble were knocked down. Station Commander Mao just told them the choices they would face, and then left with Hou San and others in a swagger. Neither Station Commander Mao nor Hou San

Paying attention to the wounded soldiers who were still lying on the ground, the wounded soldiers who had suffered heavy blows were even more dejected. They did not expect that Station Commander Mao would be so vicious and would actually bring in people from outside to deal with them.

What was discovered in the yard could not escape Tang Cheng's eyes. In fact, when Hou San and the others started to teach the wounded soldiers a lesson, Tang Cheng had been watching with binoculars in the warehouse. These wounded soldiers were actually the defeated soldiers, and the largest defeated soldiers were

The basis of the army is not caring. After facing the cruelty on the battlefield, the defeated soldiers dare not care about everything, but this kind of carelessness does not include their lives. On the contrary, the defeated soldiers are far more afraid of death than the new recruits. This idea has been

It is deeply ingrained in their bones.

The most fundamental reason why the bald head encouraged other wounded soldiers to treat Station Commander Mao like this was because of their pride. The wounded soldiers always believed that they had fought to the death on the battlefield and faced the vicious Japanese soldiers. Station Commander Mao

This gentle guy was not from the same group as them at all, so the wounded soldiers were dissatisfied with Station Commander Mao. Let Hou San lead people to teach these wounded soldiers a lesson with sticks, just to knock off their pride and let them know that they still exist in this world.

People and things need to be respected. If Station Master Mao hadn't tried to pull as much food back as possible, these proud people might have all starved to death.

As planned by Tangcheng, the second meal of the day at the shelter did not include the injured soldiers who caused trouble. Naturally, there would be dissatisfaction without food, so Hou San showed up again with the strong men. The stick was raised again.

With a wave, screams and shouts rang out again in the courtyard of the reception station, but this time the screams were much quieter. What the wounded soldiers had in their hands was only their bodies but not their brains. Not many people would have just been injured.

After being beaten, they choose to be beaten again. Those crying guys in the yard prove that most people's choice is right.

Most of the wounded soldiers, including the bald one, had been hungry all day. In addition, it rained at night. The hungry wounded soldiers could not sleep and gathered together to discuss countermeasures. "There is no need to eavesdrop on them."

What are you discussing? These guys have been hungry all day, and it's raining again. They don't even have decent weapons. What kind of extraordinary things can you expect them to do? Just relax and go to sleep. We'll deal with them tomorrow.

Once, I think, someone will make a wise choice." Tang Cheng's persuasion made the restless Hou San gradually calm down.

Station Commander Mao was also worried all night. He got up early the next day and inspected the reception station. When he saw that most of the wounded soldiers who had been hungry all day were still awake, Station Commander Mao finally felt relieved. Hou San prepared

The good sticks were not put to use. The wounded soldiers who had been hungry all day finally realized what the right choice was. "Give them food and let them be full." There were more than a hundred people standing in front of them.

The injured soldiers put Station Commander Mao in a good mood. Tangcheng's ideas for him finally showed results.

There are those who surrender and those who persist. Most of the wounded soldiers in the reception station have expressed their willingness to accept Station Commander Mao's command and agreed to participate in the training. However, the bald wounded soldier and a dozen determined guys still looked resentful and peaceful.

Station Commander Mao continued the confrontation. Those who promised to participate in the training would be given enough food to fill their stomachs. Those who chose to continue to resist would naturally continue to starve until they could no longer afford it and chose to obey.

"Brother Tang, I have already sunk the boat this time. I have consumed all the food for the next month in this week. If the information you mentioned before does not count, then I will have no choice but to hang myself with a rope.

Died on the gate." The wounded soldiers were finally willing to accept the training honestly. However, the heated training in the yard did not make Station Commander Mao smile. On the contrary, Station Commander Mao, who was sitting next to Tang Cheng, had a smile on his face.

of haze.

In order for the wounded soldiers to participate in the training, the food supply must keep up. Station Commander Mao also became ruthless and spent all the food for the next month on these wounded soldiers. The wounded soldiers had been hungry for a long time.

They were really good at eating. In just one week, they almost ate the food that was enough for them to consume for a month. If the information promised by Tangcheng had not been obtained, it was only necessary to raise the food needed for the training of the wounded soldiers.

The food was enough to drive Webmaster Mao crazy.

"Don't be anxious. You can't rush this kind of thing. Being impatient will only ruin things. Have you ever seen a cat catching a mouse? You are the cat waiting to catch the mouse. If you don't take action, you will do it. If you do, you will do it.

The hit will be enough." Stationmaster Mao's expression that sounded like he was crying did not make Tang Cheng soften his heart. He knew that Stationmaster Mao still had enough food in hand to sustain the shelter for half a month. "These people of yours are just recovering now.

He has abilities similar to those of new recruits. If he wants to intercept the tobacco dealers, I am afraid he will have to continue practicing. What he holds in his hands is not a wooden stick or a spear."

Tan Fei and Liu Shitou's days of outings were not fruitless. With Wu Laosan's assistance, they had identified several black market traders who might be selling tobacco. However, they had not yet obtained the exact route and time of transportation, so Liu

Shitou and the others could only use clumsy methods to keep an eye on the whereabouts of those black market merchants. Tangcheng would not tell Station Commander Mao these things until the injured soldiers under Station Commander Mao were truly ready, otherwise they would be harmed.

Stationmaster Mao was not a brainless person. When he saw Tang Cheng being so calm, he guessed that Tang Cheng had already reaped rewards, so he resorted to the pestering method again and forced Tang Cheng to tell him that he had already made inquiries.

The news arrived. "This Xu Gui is from Changsha. I heard that he broke into Shanghai when he was young. Later, for some reason, he gathered a group of people and started dumping cigarettes. Among all the cigarette dealers we know, Xu Gui has the smallest influence.

One of them, dealing with such a guy shouldn’t cause big trouble.”

Stationmaster Mao didn't look very happy after hearing what Tang Cheng said. Xu Gui's smoke was all shipped from Yunnan and Guizhou. Even if he knew the time and route of transporting the smoke, he couldn't lead his defeated troops to intercept Xu Gui.

Expensive tobacco and soil, because Liuyang and Yungui are not in the same direction at all. "Don't worry, I'm not talking about intercepting Xu Gui when he was transporting goods. My people said that Xu Gui had a den in Liuyang where he stored tobacco, and they directly took it to his lair.

Wouldn't it be better?"

Stationmaster Mao finally laughed out loud. It was indeed more enjoyable to raid someone's home than to intercept him halfway, and the rewards of raiding a home were far greater than pretending to be a bandit. "Then I would start selecting candidates. If it weren't for the weapons and ammunition I got,

Not enough, I want to arm all these guys, and I also want to become a company commander."


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