Chapter 20 It’s not shameful to shake people’s hands!
"This has been a really fulfilling day." After inspecting the shelter and arranging the guard posts, Cun Yunsheng finally lay down on the bed, thinking about what he had done that day.

The smile on the corners of his mouth was almost reaching the sky.

I have managed to gain a foothold in the shelter.

His prestige was established, and several troublemakers were recruited under his command.

All that remains is to deliver on your previous promise.

There is no shortage of oceans for the time being, but weapons and equipment are a problem.

Thinking of this, Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but feel a headache.

It’s hard to say when we can gather enough equipment for a regiment just by cutting down trees.

Even if he had to stay here for a month, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to get everything together.

Moreover, the equipment needed by a regiment involves all aspects.

Apart from anything else, there is an extremely severe shortage of medics.

I tried every possible way and finally got one.

According to his estimation, the whole regiment has at least 2,000 people, and they need at least a dozen medical staff, and preferably a doctor who can perform surgery.

But this thing is simply unimaginable.

He clearly has a better future, why would he want to fight you to the death?
"It's difficult." Cun Yunsheng murmured.

Fortunately, he was still able to mobilize people, and with the help of his great uncle, the eight sons of the Cun family were quickly promoted after joining the army.

Even though he is the third generation, his promotion speed is very fast.

It is rare to see a lieutenant colonel regiment commander in his twenties.

Even though he was just the leader of a ragtag army, he was still a leader after all.

The other eight people joined different warlords, so in fact the influence of the Cun family is still very large.

"It seems that I have no choice but to ask for help." If it were his original self, he would definitely feel embarrassed to ask for help, but for Cun Yunsheng now, it is not only not shameful, but rather very honorable.

What's more, he asked people to get resources in order to better fight the Japanese.

How can it be embarrassing?

"Tomorrow, let Xue Tian send someone to deliver letters to several uncles and aunts, asking for support." Cun Yunsheng muttered and prepared to go to sleep.

At this moment, the idea of ​​chopping down trees in my mind was updated again.

It was still an opportunity to cut down a tree, which made Cun Yunsheng shake his head.

If you want to upgrade, you have to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy as soon as possible.

The thought turned into a giant axe and chopped down the towering tree.

boom!
A flash of colorful light.

A lot of stuff fell down with a crash.

Cun Yunsheng's heart skipped a beat and he became nervous at the same time.

You can't be so lucky, right?

Exploded again?
It’s no wonder that he is so nervous. It’s just that he is so short of equipment.

"M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle*100, bullets*50000."

Looking at the feedback, Cun Yunsheng opened his mouth wide for a moment, not knowing what to say.

White, green, blue, purple, orange, red, gold.

Is this the probability of me getting a gold one?

Otherwise, how could there be such a high explosion rate?

Usually white and green are the most common.

Occasionally a blue one explodes, which is the level of a mortar.

Even though it was a big hit last time, who would have thought it would explode again this time?
When I looked at it carefully, I found that it was just orange.

It’s far from the highest gold.

"Is gold so difficult? But that's true, the odds are just a fraction of a point, just like winning the lottery. That's not true either, at least it's better than that."

"It seems that the only way is to improve my military rank, otherwise it will be too difficult." In fact, Cun Yunsheng was more curious about what the gold could reveal.

Tank battalion?
Or a heavy artillery battalion?
Or a flying squadron?
Or an aircraft carrier or something?

Of course, these are just thoughts.

Now that he has these one hundred rifles, he can easily form an American infantry company.

At least we can win people's hearts first. Once they see so many American weapons and equipment, they will naturally not run away.

With the hope that the future would get better and better, Cun Yunsheng finally fell asleep.

The night was silent, and even the occasional noise could not wake Cun Yunsheng up.

Just after daybreak, the yard had become a reception center for the independent regiment. More than a dozen large pots in the yard were already steaming.

Outside the door were the starving soldiers.

From a dozen people at the beginning, to nearly a hundred now, and more people are coming.

Especially watching the dumplings being put into the pot continuously, everyone's saliva is watering.

If there hadn't been armed soldiers standing guard at the door, they would have rushed over long ago.

"Is it delicious? Let me ask you if it is delicious? Forget it, you can't eat it anyway." Kang Huojian held a bowl of dumplings, picked up a dumpling with chopsticks, and kept luring the defeated soldiers.

Finally, he ate it in one bite, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

According to Cun Yunsheng's instructions, the members of the cannon fodder group were given important tasks.

That is to recruit soldiers for him. No matter what tricks they use, Cun Yunsheng just wants soldiers.

Moreover, Cun Yunsheng promised that as long as enough soldiers were found, officers would be appointed first.

He didn't care whether the other party followed the methods of his fellow villagers or comrades-in-arms, as long as he could find the soldiers.

He doesn't care whether any fellow villagers will show up or not.

They were about to enter Burma to fight, so they had to entrust their support to reliable people. The fellow countrymen of this era were definitely very reliable.

"Kang Ya, don't go too far. We are all from the same hometown. Be careful not to get hit by a club at night." A defeated soldier who was from the same hometown as Kang Huojian couldn't stand it anymore and uttered a harsh word.

"Hahaha, as long as you join the independent regiment, you can eat dumplings. Not only that, you will have meat to eat every day in the future. Why go back to eat grass?" Kang Huojian didn't care. Everyone knew it and didn't care about a few threatening words.

"Hehe, let me think about it again. Does your boss really make a lot of money?"

In fact, many defeated soldiers did hold the idea of ​​not releasing the eagle until they saw the rabbit.

After all, they have seen many officers who get something for nothing, so this time they have to see the actual ocean before making up their minds.

Even if they lose their lives, it's worth a lot of money if they risk it.

"Of course, more than a dozen people saw it last night. The box was full of dollars. How could they lie to you?" In fact, Kang Huojian was a little doubtful in his heart, but he still boasted hard on his face.

"If that's true, I can consider selling this damn life to your boss."

"Yeah, we have to see the ocean, right?"

"Yes."

Just when Kang Huojian was about to speak, Cun Yunsheng stood behind him.

"Of course it's true. After breakfast, we will start paying you back pay, as well as three months' salary."

Hearing the voice of the captain, Kang Huojian quickly turned around and prepared to salute.

"Tuanzuo."

"Well done. Are these all your fellow villagers?" Cun Yunsheng asked, patting his shoulder with a smile.

"Yes, they will put their fingerprints on the roster soon, and they will be soldiers of our regiment in the future." Kang Huojian was obviously very smart and explained quickly.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng's smile widened.

"Not bad, do it well."

"Yes, Commander." Kang Huojian was extremely excited, and then looked at his fellow villager.

"Stop talking nonsense, press your handprints quickly, and eat dumplings with a bowl. You have been eating grass for half a month, and you still want to go back to eat grass?"

After hearing these words, the rest of the defeated soldiers stopped talking and immediately lined up to press their fingerprints.

　Keep asking for support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)