Falkenhausen walked quickly down the stairs, and the straight guards standing around him saluted one by one with their heels.

As usual, he was accompanied by Horst. Barensberg, as usual, this time he did not accompany the general in.

Because they all know that this is the second time that the general has gone to ask Zhang Sixing, hoping to "want" him into the advisory group.

Looking at the complexion on the general's face, Horst. Captain Barensberger knew it was done. With excitement he opened the car door, and when the general got into the car, he still asked excitedly,

"Well, it's done."

"Hmm"

The cautious Falkenhausen did not say anything more and lowered his head to get into the car.

Wait for the general to sit down, Horst. Colonel Barencer asked excitedly,

"Why did he nod so happily this time."

"It's because Gordon, the commander of the Chengguo Business Group, fell into the hands of that guy, and he almost wiped out the Wan Guo Shang Tuan in the concession, and also robbed the warehouse of the Wan Guo Shang Tuan, and then rushed all the way out of Shanghai."

"Ahh

Horst. Colonel Barensberg's eyes widened, but then he laughed,

"How dare he...... I heard that the guy has that temper, who told them to block the guy's back path. ”

"Hmph, that bastard...... He tied the commander of the Merchant of All Nations to the barrel of a tank......"

When he said this, General Falkenhausen shook his head, and when he scolded, he shook his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth were obviously faintly laughing,

"That bastard can't be thrown out of the military system, but he's a German, so ...... Our military advisory corps has an airborne force school directly under its jurisdiction, and you are the principal......"

"Me"

Colonel Horst, who had always been serious, widened his eyes and asked in surprise,

"I'm the principal...... This...... It's hard to imagine that guy would listen to someone else, if ......"

His startled Falkenhausen glanced at him, how could he, a colonel, worry about a major. But then thinking about the bastard's reputation in the German army, he swallowed the following words.

Because that guy won't listen to anyone, and he's almost a lawless guy in the army.

However, the army pays attention to the respect of the strong, and any general who has such a capable subordinate can lose sleep a few times.

"The school's funds, supplies, ......"

This time Falkenhausen finally spoke,

"You draw up a plan as soon as possible, and we need to send someone to find him and his men as soon as possible. He's going to be the first batch of students now, you know his kind of guy. ”

Zhang Sixing is the kind of person who will never give up on his subordinates, and of course, no matter how dangerous the battlefield is, so far he has not been able to stop him from taking everyone with him when he retreats.

"I know about this, this guy is a soldier who was ready to go back when he went to the battlefield."

Agreeing with the general's words, Colonel Horst asked in confusion,

"General, I don't understand how he did it, how could he ...... every battle"

"Don't think about these things, hurry up and get your things done, and you don't have to ...... often at school."

Hearing General Falkenhausen's words, Colonel Horst replied,

"Understood, I'm not going to go if it's okay. My position is basically that of a supply officer with an empty headmaster's hat...... No, the supply officer can't be a ...... God, China's supply officer has a long eye, otherwise ......"

"Hmph, if he can't even get supplies, then he won't be the headmaster."

It seemed that it was a very tiring thing to fight with the chairman, and with a muttered sentence, General Falkenhausen closed his eyes and rested his head on the backrest of the council.

Colonel Horst, who knew that he had not rested well in the past few days, did not dare to speak again, and his eyes were staring out in distraction.

But they didn't know that they were not the only ones who saw the value of Zhang Sixing, there were already people who wanted to strike first.

November 1, 1937, five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun had taken its last rays of light, and the sky was getting darker, and it had left the southern suburbs of Shanghai. There are not many people here, not only because of the ignition, but also because no matter how much the fire whitewashes the economy of the Republic of China, the theme is still the withering of people's livelihood.

There were a large number of cars and tanks hidden in the woods, and before leaving Shanghai, under the leadership of Gordon, Zhang Sixing led his troops to ransack the warehouses of the International Chamber of Commerce. It's not that the vehicle really can't fit, and I didn't want to leave anything for them.

However, Zhang Sixing said that this is just a lesson for the Ministry of Industry Bureau, and there is time to settle accounts with them when they go back.

Zhang Sixing, who is good at making up for sleep at any time on the battlefield, after finding this grove, after completing the disguise, asked Cao Zijin to lay down light and dark sentinels from far and near, and he himself fell asleep.

It's not that he took the retreat lightly, but when he came out, there was a letter in the blue flower burden sent by Guo Liangjun's daughter Guo Simin.

Yan Ming went out of Shanghai and asked Lu Feizhang to find someone to connect, and then naturally someone would take them to a safe place.

Mobilizing the masses, Zhang Sixing didn't worry about Guo Liangjun's side, the reason why he robbed the warehouse of the International Business Group was because he knew that the people over there were short of weapons and ammunition, so he prepared a meeting gift.

Qingyi Shui Li. Enfield rifles, Vickers heavy machine guns, Czech light machine guns, and thanks to the cars of the International Chamber of Commerce, otherwise they really didn't know how to get those weapons out.

"Sir, wake up...... Wake up......"

Zhang Sixing, who was sleeping with nothing to do, was woken up, opened his eyes in a daze, saw the dark sky, rubbed his eyes and first looked at the big luminous watch on his dial, and then turned over and sat up,

"What's the matter, Lu Feizhang is back?"

"No, something happened."

Cao Zijin, who came to call him, sounded a little wilted and drooping, and it seemed that it was really a big deal. Touching the cigarette, lighting a deep breath, Zhang Sixing asked,

"What, your men don't want to follow us?"

Cao Zijin heard Zhang Sixing's inquiry, lowered his head and looked frustrated,

"It's okay, I can't keep those who want to leave, how many people are there besides you?"

"More than three hundred, some want to go home, some want to return to the team, I can't stop it."

As he spoke, Cao Zijin lowered his head. secretly scolded those who were leaving for having no vision, and after learning about Zhang Sixing's origin from a few foreigners, he was already determined to follow Zhang Sixing.

Of course, the premise is that as a soldier, he can fight devils, so it is right to follow such a commander who can fight.

Compared with his subordinates, the miscellaneous barracks of the family have no such problem, as long as the old cigarette pouch Li Youtian follows Zhang Sixing, the rest of the people don't think about it at all.

The discipline on the side of the eighth is stricter than that of the Central Army, except for the resting people, everyone is discussing and summarizing the summary of this battle.

It's a pity that his own men and those who were snatched back from the prisoner of war camp.

Seeing the look on Cao Zijin's face, Zhang Sixing flicked cigarette ash, for the troops that were about to be disbanded, Zhang Sixing just looked indifferent,

"Let's go, I'll meet them."