Chapter 1 A Different Leader!

"Young master, why do you give up your position as the commander of the main regiment and come to this remote area to recruit defeated soldiers?" A man in a second lieutenant's uniform asked with a puzzled look on his face as he looked at the dilapidated Zenda City in front of him.

The man called Young Master was looking at the simple sandbag fortifications of Zenda City in front of him, with a smile on his face.

"The main commander? Is he the commander who hides in the back and only trains? I have no interest in a commander who can't fight the Japanese."

Cun Yunsheng (a time traveler) was originally a direct descendant of the Cun family in Yunnan Province, a family of generals.

Several members of the family fought on the front lines of the War of Resistance.

Naturally, he did not disappoint everyone. He joined the army at the age of sixteen, made many military achievements, and was promoted all the way. Finally, at the age of twenty-five, he became a lieutenant colonel and a regiment commander.

The commander of the 45th Army at the time hoped that he could stay in the military and serve as the head of the guard regiment.

Unfortunately, he was directly rejected by Cun Yunsheng.

Faced with the other party's expression of disbelief, Cun Yunsheng silenced the other party with just one sentence.

I hope to go to the front line to fight the Japanese and avenge my dead brothers.

Before this, in the camp where Cun Yunsheng was, except for him, there were a dozen brothers who survived, and the rest were all killed.

He will never forget the scene of his brothers fighting desperately against the Japanese army.

He will never forget what his brothers said when they asked him to retreat.

You must avenge us!

It was because of this promise that Cun Yunsheng refused the position of commander of the main regiment and chose to reorganize the Sichuan Army.

After giving Cun Yunsheng's request some thought, the commander nodded in agreement.

And gave him the designation of the Independent Regiment of the 45th Division of the 126th Army.

Of course, they also gave a squad of soldiers all equipped with American weapons.

Cun Yunsheng was naturally very grateful for this.

After all, except for the guard regiment, the rest of the troops have not yet been equipped with American equipment.

Being able to provide a whole class with a full set of high-quality weapons shows that they are valued very much.

"Young master, the front line is too dangerous. You scared the old man badly last time." The second lieutenant wanted to say a few more words but was interrupted by Cun Yunsheng.

"That's enough, you keep talking nonsense like Tang Seng. There is always death in war."

Hearing this, the second lieutenant stopped talking.

Instead, he looked at the city in front of him which was close to the border.

The entire city is very large, with both residential areas and so-called military areas.

The military zone sounds impressive, but it is actually just an area where a group of defeated soldiers are located.

The common people in the residential area hated these defeated soldiers.

In short, this is a shelter for defeated soldiers.

Any officer with a bit of ability would not recruit soldiers from here.

Not to mention, which kind-hearted army would come to take over these old foxes.

According to convention, it is under the jurisdiction of the local Zenda.

Unfortunately, the local people don't want to care at all.

However, in order to prevent them from being harassed by the defeated soldiers, they could only throw a little rations every month to ensure that these people would not starve to death, but also would not eat too much.

The so-called rations are just some porridge served with banana leaves.

There is no way, because there is chaos and war now, and food is hard currency.

If you can ensure that they don't starve to death, you are being kind.

After tidying up his military appearance, Cun Yunsheng walked towards the entrance of Zenda City, followed by a squad of fully armed American-equipped soldiers.

From a distance, the soldiers on guard saw Cun Yunsheng and his group, and thought that they were people sent by their superiors to inspect, so they stood in very standard military posture.

When they saw that Cun Yunsheng held the rank of lieutenant colonel and looked very young, they were surprised. At the same time, they secretly thought that he must be a man with a strong background, and then their military posture became more standard.

"Hello, sir." The two sentries saluted with their guns in a very standard manner.

After glancing at the two sentries, Cun Yunsheng took out a pack of Hardmen from his chest pocket and threw it to one of the older sentries.

"Ask a question."

Hardman!
The sentry who received the cigarette took a glance at it and was startled, then became more respectful.

"You say, sir."

"Where is the shelter for defeated soldiers?" Cun Yunsheng asked directly.

Upon hearing the term "evacuation station for defeated soldiers", the sentry was stunned at first, then he quickly spoke.

"Sir, just follow this road straight in and then turn right and you will arrive."

"Well, thank you." Cun Yunsheng was still very polite. He nodded and then walked inside with his subordinates.

The two sentinels looked at each other's majestic appearance and couldn't help but feel envious.

"Brother Li, looking at his military uniform, he should be from the Sichuan Army. I didn't expect him to be so young. It's really rare." The young sentry next to him said with emotion.

"What's wrong with the Sichuan Army? Do you look down on them? Don't you see that the whole squad is equipped with fully American weapons? They must be very powerful." The sentry who was replaced by Brother Li tore open a cigarette, lit it, and said slowly.

"Brother Li, give me one."

He lit a cigarette skillfully, and the sentry followed suit.

"You're right. Judging from the American weapons and equipment, it must be from a very powerful family."

"But why would such a prominent figure come to a refugee camp? Is he here to recruit soldiers?"

“Who knows? We simply don’t understand what these big shots are thinking.”

"Okay, stop guessing and just stand guard."

On the other side, Cun Yunsheng, who was lighting a cigarette, was looking at the houses inside Zenda City.

Green bricks and tiles, unique courtyard scenery.

If it were in later times, this would definitely be a tourist destination.

Unfortunately, due to the outbreak of war, a large number of defeated soldiers and fleeing civilians crowded here.

This originally peaceful little town has become dilapidated.

"Master, why do you have to be so polite to the two sentries? You also took a pack of Hardmen with you, which is worth one or two dollars on the black market." The second lieutenant said with some heartache.

"Old Xue, when did you become so nagging? Besides, it's not easy for them either. They still insist on standing guard. At least they have a bottom line of being a soldier." Cun Yunsheng replied unhappily.

Then he looked at the defeated soldiers lying in the alley and couldn't help but speak.

"Look at them. Do you think the two sentinels are at least performing their duties?"

In Cun Yunsheng's eyes, these defeated soldiers lying on the ground were not even as good as bandits.

After hearing this, Xue Tian said no more, because the other party was right.

In this way, the group walked to the end of the alley and came to a dilapidated house.

Looking at the gate with its vermilion paint falling off, an inexplicable emotion flashed across Cun Yunsheng's eyes.

The words "Shelter" were hung on the gate.

The people accommodated here are those whose organizations have been disbanded or cancelled, but who do not want to be deserters and have nowhere to go.

"It seems that this is the Zenda shelter." Cun Yunsheng muttered.

At this time, a person ran out, and looking at the flirty four-point bangs, Cun Yunsheng's smile became even wider.

"Hey, you see your superior, but you don't know how to salute?"

(End of this chapter)