September 10, 1941, Jinling, Tangshan Hot Spring Sanatorium

The radio stations in Wuhan and Tokyo are still broadcasting good news, politicians are still clamoring for war, troops on both sides are constantly adjusting their deployments, and shiploads of supplies are being transported from the Japanese mainland and the four eastern provinces to various places, at least on the surface, the war has no intention of stopping.

The announcer's loud voice came out of the huge vertical radio, this is the latest reward order announced by the national government, and the difference is that there are a lot fewer Japanese in the reward order, but the reward for traitors has increased, and the reward has also increased, and the foreign currency is given.

Everyone is not stupid, and a series of changes in the past few days have made many traitors feel like they are in mourning, and they can't live in fear. has always advertised the curve to save the country, and they are about to believe it when they say more, but once they no longer hypnosis themselves, they can still understand the reality.

If the Nationalist Government is weak, it may still give them a way to live in a few years, but now, the Wuhan authorities really have millions of troops in their hands, and they can already sit on the table of a powerful country, even for the sake of the government's reputation and reputation, they will not let them go.

"Brother Zhiyi, let's fight, while Ishihara has not been released, we will raid the headquarters of the Eleventh Army in the name of rescue, as long as the people in the headquarters are dead, they will not be able to stop, and the Japanese will have to continue to increase their support for us." It was Ren Yuandao, commander-in-chief of the appeasement army of the puppet national government in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Anhui provinces, who was leaning on a recliner and enjoying a beautiful woman's massage.

"Liangcai (Ren Yuan Daozi) brother, don't think about it, the Japanese have long been guarding against us, Jiujiang is like an iron bucket at this time, even if your 300,000 troops are pulled out, it will not be used, you will not think that our crooked melons and inferior dates are more powerful than Xue Boling, right?" Bao Zhiyi, the puppet minister of military affairs who was leaning on another recliner, shook his head helplessly, he has been making such efforts during this time, but the Japanese army did not give them a chance at all, and several actions were disintegrated, not to mention, now, even the poor ammunition reserves have been taken away, and if they continue to toss, I am afraid that the Japanese will go crazy.

"Brother Zhiyi, can't you really fight? Doesn't No. 76 have a lot of operatives in Jiujiang? Ren Yuandao was not reconciled, he believed that as long as he killed Ishihara Wan'er, the Jiujiang front would definitely fight, you must know that the 160/161/162/163/164 divisions of the Eleventh Army are all Ishihara Wan'er's absolute descendants, and the resurgence of the war clouds is almost a sure thing, and the more fierce the war, the greater their importance in the eyes of the Japanese.

"The hearts of the people in No. 76 are fluctuating, and many people are hooking up with that side, and there is absolutely no chance of success in organizing this kind of operation." Bao Zhiyi said helplessly, No. 76 was also established with his support, and he had also considered Ren Yuandao's plan before, so No. 76 also carried out an operation with the young Zhuang faction of the Japanese army, but before the operation began, their people were exterminated by the gendarmerie of the 160th Division.

It didn't work before, but now it's even more difficult, it's one thing for the internal hearts of the 76th to fluctuate, and the other reason is that the security of Ishihara Wan'er is now the responsibility of the Ninth War Zone, the Eleventh Army, the Military Unification Bureau, and the Special High School, and you can't handle the four aspects at the same time.

"Brother Zhiyi, is there any money in the government's secret account?" Ren Yuandao nodded slightly, in this case, sufficient financial resources are obviously also very important, if you want to gather the big soldiers under your hands, it is absolutely not enough to have sufficient financial resources.

"Yes, on the surface, the government still has more than 300 million yen, more than 30 million pounds in secret accounts, more than 100 million dollars, and more than two tons of gold and some other things." Bao Zhiyi knew that Ren Yuandao wanted to reassure his subordinates, so he explained in a low voice that the money was the root of the government's anti-GoNG nation.

It's just that neither of them noticed that the eyes of the massage girl on the side flashed when they bit their ears, but they didn't know where this woman with a good face and a bumpy figure was.

"Liangcai, I have already told the Japanese, you can take an army to Yangcheng to fight the front station in the next few days, the Japanese plan to send one million elites from the "national army" to South China for training, and tell the brothers that if you go to Yangcheng, you will pay a lot of money for the promotion, and you will not delay! Bao Zhi looked at Ren Yuandao with burning eyes.

"Brother Zhiyi, what if the people below are unwilling to go?" Ren Yuandao was a little unconfident, everyone wanted to retire in this place of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and make some extra money, how good it was to tease the little widow, and climb Yangcheng to suffer, not to mention the big head soldiers, and they didn't want to.

"The above has already discussed with the Japanese, let's send 800,000, North China out 200,000, and make up 1 million 'national army' to deter the south, brother, this is a merit of opening up the territory, as long as it is done, no matter when you and my brother will be invincible." Bao Zhiyi said in a somewhat demagogic tone.

What's wrong with the traitor, the traitor can't be a hero, if Qin Hui can go straight to the Yellow Dragon, who dare to erect that iron statue?

"Brother Zhiyi, can we really do it?" Ren Yuandao was very surprised, listening to what this means, this is to let us go south, but are you really okay with those crooked melons and bad dates under your own hands? I don't think it's good to be self-sufficient, right?

"Good material, the Britons have transferred a total of five million troops from Southeast Asia and enough weapons, ammunition and materials to equip 10 million troops, what do they have in their hands now, the collapse of Burma is a living example, as long as we fight well, let alone Burma, even Tianzhu and Malay have the same chance." Bao Zhiyi couldn't help but glance at Ren Yuandao, did those people under you also use the national army before? When you beat your own people, you must be rotten, but if you are big, it will be different, don't you see the Manchukuo army in the north pacifying Goryeo?

"Brother Zhiyi, do you really want to make it that big?" Ren Yuandao felt that his heartbeat was a little faster, and directly tore those old white skins, am I so good? How did I not know?

"How bold and prolific people are, good materials, you have to dare to think, I can't say that our brothers will be able to mix with a governor prince or something in the future, you have to let your brothers understand that there is no Tubalu and the new SI army in Southeast Asia." He has always had a conjecture that the fundamental reason for the low combat effectiveness of the "national army" is that the opponent is so strong that the morale of the people below has been knocked out, and as long as it is a different opponent, there will definitely be unexpected results.

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