Are they bad compared to each other?

Yang Yue was really not afraid at all.

In the Eighth Route Army system, no one would do such a bullshit thing.

Whoever dares to do this is definitely ruthless military law.

He didn't dare to give Li Yunlong a hundred courages.

But here I am used to it. If you don’t have any countermeasures, you will be swallowed up sooner or later and you will be swallowed up without even leaving your bones. Sooner or later, you will be ridden on your face and shit.

If it were Feng Tiankui, maybe he had raised the banner of rebellion.

You are so stupid, I really think I am a slave!

Want to kill the enemy and make contributions?

The premise is to protect yourself first.

Otherwise, you will die sooner or later in your own hands.

You are doing the first day of the junior high school, and I am doing the fifteenth day of Yang Yue. There is no psychological pressure at all.

Nothing to suffer any loss.

"We need to keep the radio silent." Feng Ping said.

It was specifically said to Yang Yue.

The implication is that fighting spirit is useless now.

In the face of the great enemy, the Ninth War Zone will not change the orders, and the Sixty-sixth Division must arrive in time.

There is also a hidden meaning. It’s useless for your reaction. No one will pay attention to you even if you make a sound like a broken throat.

"Let's take action first and then report." Yang Yue immediately changed his words.

He is best at this.

You said you gave me three thousand people, but you didn't give it.

Now, I have been scrambling three thousand people, or even five thousand. What should I do?

If you don’t agree, there will be no next time. I will unite all the Sichuan army to rebel.

As the saying goes, wear clean and do not rebel, and put on electric drills in chrysanthemums.

He wants to rebel now.

"Where do people come from?" Feng Ping frowned and said.

"You wait for me for an hour." Yang Yue pondered for a moment and had an idea.

"Go!" Feng Tiankui said slowly.

Yang Yue turned and left.

Feng Ping wanted to speak but stopped.

Finally, he said nothing.

Yang Yue disappeared into the darkness and then appeared in front of the stationmaster.

He had already changed into a brand new military uniform of a lieutenant colonel in the National Army. The stationmaster station stationed in Long Guoshui was just a small major.

"Who are you……"

"The Sixty-Sixth Division."

Straight to the point.

The stationmaster of the military station stopped talking.

Yang Yue didn't say anything. He took out a suitcase.

Well, a very new version of the suitcase. The kind mentioned by office workers in later generations. Open it. It is full of gold bars. There are thirty in total.

Thirty big yellow croaker!

He has made a sacrifice this time.

People must arrive. Don't care about the others for the time being.

So heartbreaking.

For the sake of the Sixty-sixth Division, he actually took out thirty gold bars!

You must know that these gold bars were all saved up one by one by one! Poor, weak, helpless... You can't use violence!

If you use violence, it will inevitably bring great hidden dangers to the Sixty-sixth Division in the future.

If he kills someone whom Kang Zhaomin dares to touch him, he will only cause trouble.

He is not afraid of trouble.

But it will harm the Sixty-sixth Division.

have no choice……

Here, gold bars are the best to talk about.

Sure enough, the face of the station manager suddenly changed, and he became very friendly and not polite, "Brother said something."

"Our teacher will not make you embarrassed. I'll ask you to carry out the orders of the War Zone Chief."

"I understand. I have heard that your teacher is Gao Yi..."

Take the suitcase quietly.

Yang Yue felt tingling inside.

My thirty gold bars!

Those are all big yellow croakers, not small yellow croakers!

My mother, it's a whole 300 taels of gold! It's just to buy three thousand new recruits...

If it weren't for the great cause of anti-Japanese war, I would be so fucked...

"Come with me!" The station manager enthusiastically led the way.

"Thank you!" Yang Yue followed behind without hesitation.

Soon, he saw another group of recruits.

Although she is still skinny and has poor quality, she is at least not as old, weak, sick and disabled.

Most of them are young and middle-aged.

The youngest is over fifteen years old, and the oldest is no more than forty years old.

Well, don't be surprised. It's already good to have such a level overall.

The requirements cannot be too high.

Otherwise there would be no choice.

"Brothers, most of them are children of Xiangxi." The stationmaster of the station said with a smile on his face, "There are a total of five thousand people. If you are a teacher..."

"I understand." Yang Yue understood in seconds and quickly took out another twenty large yellow croaker.

Damn, you really want my life.

The gold I finally saved up.

I originally thought that I would take it out in the future and enjoy the wine and beauty, and now I have to pay it out!

Or for business!

For the great cause of the War of Resistance!

My heart hurts so much.

Dripping blood.

But the hands didn't shake.

Twenty gold bars were sent out steadily.

I secretly swear that I must earn back fifty big yellow croakers when I get it.

Damn it, anti-Japanese war is not my own business...

"Your teacher is indeed very righteous."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

"Take all the people away! This is a certificate."

"Thanks!"

Yang Yue took a deep breath.

Heartache. Can't breathe, but cannot be revealed.
To be continued...