After calling Song Ziwen, Zhang Sixing's direction of action was immediately clear.

Anti-Japanese War, as a Chinese man, that is his duty, otherwise he would not have to go to Germany, do not have to be a child laborer, and would not have to join the German paratroopers.

Returning to China to participate in the Anti-Japanese War, he will inevitably become the object of all parties.

But he had no interest in politics, and he was convinced that his business might make him one of the richest people in the world after World War II.

As for the future, people on the battlefield don't need to think too much, because maybe when a bullet flies, there is no future at all. Everything will wait until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.

"You White Russians, from now on, you will no longer be prisoners, as the board of directors of the concession, I will rebuild the International Chamber of Commerce, and you will all be treated better than in the past. But your training is too poor, you have to retrain to do it. ”

After listening to the KRC radio broadcast on the radio, the White Russian drivers who had been captured as prisoners hugged and cheered each other one by one. As for Gordon, who was caught together and has been tied to the barrel of the tank, Zhang Sixing will certainly not keep it.

When you turn around and leave here, find a place to get rid of it.

Taking advantage of the hazy night, the convoy slowly left their base in Laotian.

Looking at the headlights of the series of cars, Lao Tian sighed a little helplessly, feeling that he had not completed the task assigned by the organization and tried his best to strive for.

However, he felt that he should find some young people, after all, if Zhang Sixing's military academy opened as he said, he was afraid that he would be able to get very elite non-commissioned officers in the future.

"Non-commissioned officers are the mother of the army."

Reflecting on Zhang Sixing's words, Lao Tian shook his head, feeling that he really couldn't understand this guy. One thing is for sure, though, he's one of those tightrope walkers.

That is, people who survive in the gap between the two Ds, that is, the kind of people who have no political pursuits, but only pursue their own professional contributions.

"Lao Tian ......"

Seeing Zhang Sixing and his men walk away, the little female soldier surnamed Xu let out a crisp and hearty cry. In the dark night in the countryside, there are no decent lights, and only black silhouettes can be seen at this time.

"Those who are reckless are not allowed to shout loudly in the dark, and discipline is not enforced."

"Ah, those guys are gone, do you see those equipment that they pulled back in the car when they come back, if our fighters ......"

"What nonsense, you haven't seen anything, how do you feel about that Mr. Zhang."

"What's the matter, he's too serious at a young age and looks like a bureaucrat, and he's wearing a foreign military uniform, he's ......"

"Well, I don't have a good impression of him, so what would you think if I sent you to work with him......"

"Lao Tian, don't talk nonsense, he is a foreigner, how can I go to work beside him."

"Hehe, while there is nothing to do now, let's go study the drawings he left behind, and I heard Lao Lu say that they used those earthen equipment to fight devils in the Sixing Warehouse, and those things were all thought up by that Mr. Zhang."

Lao Tian's laughter and the little girl's heartless and crisp conversation spread far and wide in the night.

Zhang Sixing and his troops galloped in the direction of Nanjing, and before dawn they encountered the government troops, and the news of their appearance was quickly conveyed to the Nanjing Officers' Advisory Group.

Soon after, he was ordered,

"Your unit will go to Jurong Airport, meet with the 17th Air Force Brigade there, and prepare for the nearest paratrooper academy ......"

"Tell the officer advisory group and let them tell the chairman that I, Zhang Sixing, will either be the principal or forget it. Lao Tzu is not a daughter-in-law, if you want to be a mother-in-law, you have to be a mother-in-law. ”

When Zhang Sixing left the telegraph room, the confidential officer of the local garrison looked at Zhang Sixing's back,

"Hey, it's such a big breath, you have to be the principal, and the vice principal of the major won't do it."

"Sir, this telegram ......"

"I'll go out for a cigarette."

The confidential officer left the office and looked at the strangely dressed soldiers. Some of them wore miscellaneous uniforms, but others wore uniforms...... Anyway, he hadn't seen it in the Chinese army.

The four Japanese tanks and the British trucks of the Outer Brigade, I heard from the radio that they had stolen them from the concession.

"Grab the concession, these guys really dare, aren't they afraid of going to the military justice department? Also, they are directly subordinate to the advisory group, and the Judge Advocate General's Office is afraid that it really can't control those guys. ”

Just as he was thinking, in the headquarters of the Nanjing Officer Advisory Corps, the adjutant of General Falkenhausen took a telegram clip to the door of the general's office,

"General"

"Come in"

Push the door in Horst. Colonel Barensberg saw General Falkenhausen standing in his office, in front of a desk with a large battle map.

Looking at the situation on the combat map marked with red and blue arrows crisscrossing everywhere, Horst. Colonel Barensberger shook his head, the situation at the front was not good, and it was very bad.

"General, we received a report from the radio station of the troops on the front line, it was sent by that guy. He was to be the principal of the school, and he said that he wanted to be the housekeeper's mother-in-law, and he had brought more than 100 retired paratroopers from Germany who needed the position of adviser. In addition, there are some other requirements......"

"Other requirements?"

Falkenhausen took the draft of the telegram, which could not be too many words, so to the effect that he was going to be the principal and fully master the military school, and that more important matters would be sent by the advisory group to discuss.

"This stinky boy."

General Falkenhausen sighed, but with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth,

"You have to run fast, listen to him...... I don't want a purely military man like him to get into some trouble. Go ahead, thank you. ”

"Yes, the general can go."

Rattle your heels, Horst. Colonel Barensberger kept asking immediately,

"Go ahead."

However, at the same time as leaving the headquarters of the Officers' Advisory Corps, Horst . Colonel Barensberger quickly replied with a telegram.

The radio waves flew through the air in the early hours of the morning and soon reached where it was going.

The radio soldier in the confidential room shouted out,

"Sir, there's a call from Nanjing."

Dropping the cigarette butt in his hand, the confidential officer asked,

"What to say."

"The ministry should wait in place, the personnel sent by the advisory group have already set off and will arrive as soon as possible."

The confidential officer with the telegram in his hand stomped his foot,

"Then why is it too late, this place is not well guarded, and soon it will be connected with the Japanese. They had so many cars, and when they were discovered by the Japanese, they were not allowed to bomb them. ”

The telegram in his hand was clutched tightly, and the confidential officer hurried to the chief's quarters.

Originally, I thought it was just a matter of sending a telegram, but now this group of people wants to stay in the defense area, which is not a very good thing for any officer.

Because compared to reinforcements, supplies may be the real trouble.