War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 210 You really know how to spend money! (Thanks to 'Mu Lao Er' for the 300 reward!)

Xu Chaoyang had seen money before. After coming to this world, he had seen hundreds and thousands of dollars quite often. He had also met Mei Zi. However, this time, the amount of money he saw was too much, so much that even he was surprised!

In the backs of those cars alone, there were ten boxes filled with silver dollars, and each box would contain three or four thousand silver dollars if the lid was opened.

In addition, a large number of silver dollars were found on corpses. The least amount of silver dollars found on ordinary soldiers of the 17th Brigade was ten, and even more on officers...

If calculated based on the strength of a brigade, even if the 17th Brigade was not a full-strength brigade, Cui Xingwu would have to pay out to silver dollars. Adding the to in the car, the money he earned from selling the entire Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army and the road to Rehe would be about !
In order to make these soldiers continue to protect themselves and obey them, he distributed most of the silver dollars, which benefited Xu Chaoyang.

"If we had known the 17th Brigade was so rich, we should have chased them!"

Yang Jingyu was so regretful that he almost gritted his teeth as he said this fiercely while sitting in the car.

Xu Chaoyang, who was driving the truck in the cold winter, looked at the snowflakes falling and responded, "Chasing bullshit!"

"We were able to defeat the 17th Brigade because of our surprise attack and because the 17th Brigade felt guilty about the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army and felt ashamed to face their compatriots after being traitors. They did not dare to fight back for a while, so we took advantage of them."

"If you push them into a corner, and they take their guns off their shoulders and fire at the towers, this won't be a fight that can be won!"

"Besides, didn't you see what was on the car?"

"Liao 14-year-old 150mm heavy mortar, Liao 14-year-old flat-fire gun, 240mm heavy artillery!"

"If the master in Beiping hadn't made up his mind to fight the devils to the death, he would never have taken out this equipment. If the 17th Brigade had really known in advance that there was an ambush in Lindong and had deployed its troops, our broken city wall could have been destroyed with two 240mm heavy artillery shells."

Yang Jingyu was amused and looked out the window and replied, "I know, I just felt sorry for the silver dollars that those bastards from the 17th Brigade took away."

"Don't worry, there will be a lot of money in the world. These hundreds of thousands are just small change."

"Chaoyang." Yang Jingyu stopped Xu Chaoyang from bragging and shouted, "Now that we have more money and equipment, shouldn't we start paying our salaries?"

Xu Chaoyang was indeed rich. Including the money he found on the corpse and seized from the taxi, he made nearly 50,000 silver dollars.

What is the concept of 50,000 silver dollars?
This year, Xiao Liuzi only gave 29 yuan as the annual military budget for the entire th Army. You can still complain wherever you want.

But Xu Chaoyang was not thinking about this account at all. He was still thinking about the machines in the army repair shop. After the Rehe Campaign, if you take the machines away, can you make the machines run without money? If the machines can't run, can the guns be produced continuously?
“How much do you plan to give?”

Yang Jingyu was kind-hearted and said in the car: "Give 20 to each person..."

"Why!"

Xu Chaoyang quit on the spot!
"Old Yang, you know that paying for everyone's meal is the same as not inviting them at all, don't you?"

"Besides, there are only a few members left of the Anti-Japanese Society that followed us from Harbin. They have fought so many battles with us and survived many life-and-death situations. Are they here just to get the same money as the new members?"

"Chaoyang, we must be fair. There are too many injustices in this era..."

"Bullshit!" Xu Chaoyang didn't say a single dirty word, just like Yang Jingyu didn't use any dirty words when talking to Xu Chaoyang: "If we don't take advantage of the soldiers' mentality that they are not worried about the lack of people but the inequality of the people, how can they have motivation?"

"Well, you listen to me and follow me when we attack Harbin. Each of you will get fifty silver dollars..."

Yang Jingyu's eyes widened immediately and he exclaimed, "How much!"

Xu Chaoyang continued, "There are only a few of these people left alive. I'm giving them a little more money just to let others see."

"Three to five hundred is enough, and this also includes people like Qu Yong and Liu Gener."

"Old Chang's group followed me a little later. Old Chang was fifty, and the others were thirty.

"Oh my God, Mazu!" Yang Jingyu's eyelids were about to twitch up.

Xu Chaoyang still insisted on his opinion: "The Oroqen people are the ones who followed Tailai, there are fifty from Altai and twenty from the rest;"

"This group of anti-Japanese and national salvation soldiers, the original company commander and now the platoon leader, is thirty, and the rest are all fifteen."

"Also, you should compile statistics on battlefield performance and give out rewards, then report the total to me. I think about 6,000 to 7,000 is enough."

"Finally, for those who died with us in the war, as long as we know their names and home addresses, we will give them all pensions. We will give more pensions and try to raise a total of 10,000 yuan."

Yang Jingyu frowned and looked at Xu Chaoyang: "You are too good at spending money!"

Xu Chaoyang smiled and said, "Who told us that we are outnumbered?"

"Under such circumstances, what can I use to keep these people's hearts? Talk about fighting the Japanese and saving the country or talking about ideals like you do? I can't do that. I feel that even if I talk about fighting the Japanese and saving the country or talking about ideals, it won't be as effective as the real money that came to me a few days ago." "What's more, how much are we giving?"

"Apart from the military expenses of the various armies, how long has it been since these people followed us from the Northeast and last saw money?"

"We have been running from the grassland to Duolun for a year, but we haven't seen a penny. What is Qu Yong feeling? How can I not think about finding him a wife? I watch him visit brothels every day, and I have to follow him around. Isn't it annoying?"

"Should Altai and Yue'er's marriage be arranged?"

"If they risk their lives to follow us and there is no income, then all they have left is their sacrifice."

"It's been a whole year, how much is this amount of money?"

"The most important thing is, when we return to Duolun, we can make it sound good. When people ask us, 'How much money did your regiment's direct battalion receive?', all the bastards under us will have to act like big shots and say, 'It must be a hundred or eighty yuan.' What kind of spirit is that? At that time, how will the 217th Regiment look at us?"

"I'm telling you, Old Yang, no matter what I do, I'm going to give the 217th Regiment the surname Xu sooner or later. Just wait and see if you don't believe me."

Yang Jingyu thought for a long time and finally found a point to interrupt: "I have a condition."

"You said."

"You can tell them about the salary according to your idea, but you must not pay it first."

hiss!
Xu Chaoyang turned his head while driving, not understanding, and looked at him and said, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, this is a good opportunity for me to carry out ideological education and cultural popularization."

"If you want to get the money, you have to go to school and learn culture."

Xu Chaoyang was so happy that he said casually: "Just force them to death."

"Chaoyang, don't be ungrateful. You and Tong Meng are the only ones in our army who can operate cannons. This is far from enough. Some of the people under your command can't even write their names, let alone the formulas for operating cannons. If a war really breaks out, I am here to help you train talents."

Xu Chaoyang waved his hand: "No."

"Old Yang, I'm not trying to hinder your training of the soldiers, but if you do what you do, and let these brats look at the money but can't get it, they will definitely blow up the camp."

"How about this? I'll prepare some extra money for you. Anyone who wants to study with you can claim the reward. As long as you pass the exam, it will be paid on the spot. How do you think?"

Xu Chaoyang and Yang Jingyu's eyes met, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.

In the heavy snow, Chifeng was getting closer and closer to them, and the cars driven by Xu Chaoyang kept moving forward on the shaky road.

Car back truck.

Chang Zhan leaned his head against the rear window of the car with a grin, listening to the conversation inside the car and laughing. Yu Minghao squatted next to a 150mm heavy mortar and kicked him: "What are you laughing at? It's like you ate your tiger wife's pussy."

Chang Zhan quickly waved his hand and punched the air, the smile on his face could not be removed at all: "You know nothing, we are about to pay you!"

Pay salary?

As soon as these two words were spoken, the soldiers crowded around the back of the car all stared with their eyes wide open, and asked anxiously, "When will it be delivered? How much will it be?"

"All company commanders, fifty each. The same applies to those who came out of Harbin. Those who followed the Anti-Japanese Society, thirty each. Those who joined Tailai, fifty for Altai, and the rest, twenty. Those who joined later, fifteen."

"Why is this different?" asked a soldier.

Chang Zhan raised his hand and unbuttoned his military uniform: "You want the same thing? Sure!"

"Hit me at the corresponding positions of the gunshot wounds and knife scars on my body. As long as you survive, you don't need to say anything. My share is yours!"

Yu Minghao directly stood in Chang Zhan's camp and said, "I don't agree, Lao Chang, have you forgotten that you almost died on the grassland when your wound became inflamed? If you want Lao Chang's share of the money, not only do you have to do this to yourself, but you also have to make your wound inflamed. If you dare, not only will Lao Chang's share belong to you, but mine will be yours too!"

Xu Chaoyang never expected that he didn't need to maintain the rules he set. With these people, he only needed to raise his hands to smooth out the imbalance in other people's hearts.

This is the military camp. If you have the ability, you will move up. If you don’t have the ability?
Hold it in!

　Thanks to 'Mu Lao Er' for the reward of 300 yuan. Thank you very much!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)