Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

Zhao Shengzheng was delighted when he heard this. Although the leader was a little small, he considered the problem very comprehensively and arranged food and clothing immediately.

It would be even more perfect if weapons were also provided.

As Zhao Sheng was leaving with his men, Wang Ye looked at the people in the square and asked, "Are there any more people who want to join?"

Wu Gang was somewhat moved. Although he could not return to the Eighth Route Army immediately, the purpose of the revolutionary party was to unite all forces that could be united.

Moreover, this children's group itself might be a team led by the revolutionary party, but it may not have attracted the attention of the higher-ups because they were too young and had too few members.

He returned to the middle team and discussed with everyone for a few minutes, then said to Wang Ye, "All of us, including the Eighth Route Army and Northeast Army, should join us.

The conditions are the same as those of the Sichuan Army. As long as you give us weapons, we will follow you to fight the devils!"

Wang Ye did not nod immediately. The Eighth Route Army was the same as the Sichuan Army. As long as the Sichuan Army brothers could fight the Japanese, they would do anything.

The Eighth Route Army was composed of thoughtful and opinionated fighters. They had more ideas, especially Wang Ye, who was not their real leader at all.

So he looked at Wu Gang and said, "Deputy Battalion Commander Wu, I have something to tell you in advance. Once you join my Children's Corps, you must obey our command. You can't act like a deputy battalion commander and contradict me all day long, otherwise I will not be polite!"

Wu Gang smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, Captain Wang. Since I have joined the Children's Corps, I am no longer the deputy battalion commander, but a soldier under your command. I will follow your orders in all actions. Don't worry!"

Wang Ye was not at all reassured. Wu Gang must have his own ideas, but Wang Ye did not care. He continued,

"Deputy Battalion Commander Wu, since you are sincere in joining, I will not come here to pretend. Our children's group does not have a political commissar yet.

Since you are the deputy battalion commander of the Eighth Route Army, even if you have never done the job of a political commissar, you must have at least heard of it, so how about you be the political commissar?"

Although Wu Gang had never worked as a political commissar, he knew that this was an opportunity given to him by Wang Ye, and he immediately replied, "Captain Wang, please rest assured, I can do it!"

Wang Ye actually doesn't care much about this, but he has to think about his younger generations in the children's group. There will always be casualties in a war, and this way he can at least have the title of a martyr in the future.

Wu Gang followed Wang Xiaobao in to change clothes and rest. Wang Ye looked at the remaining Nationalist and Shanxi-Suiyuan troops and said:

"Are there any others who want to join? If not, then go back to the prison and wait!"

"What, you want to go back to prison? Aren't you here to save people?" Liu Pingjiang of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army shouted in surprise.

"Who said I'm here to save people? I'm here to look for soldiers. Since you don't want to join the Children's Corps, then go back and stay here. We'll consider whether to let you go when we leave."

Wang Ye was not a good person. Now was the time when the Japanese were at their most rampant, so he had to use some means.

Otherwise, for a kid like him, where can he find such determined and combat-experienced soldiers? The merit points in the system are used to buy weapons, and there is not enough balance to learn skills.

Chen Changhe and Liu Pingjiang were a little flustered. They said they were considering releasing them when they left, but what if they forgot about it when they left?

When the Japanese came and found that all the guards were dead, there was no chance for them to survive.

As an officer of the National Government, Chen Changhe saw more things. Since there was no way to contact the National Government, he would join them.

Compared to being discovered by the devils, joining the Children's Corps is a good way out. Even if there are any changes in the future, he can take the troops away.

"Captain Wang, my brothers and I are all joining, but I have one request, which is that we must be placed in the same battalion!"

"What the hell do you want? Once you join the children's group, you have to follow our arrangements. You can divide it however you want. Do you think this is your home?

If you don’t want to join, then hurry back to the prison. I’ve been busy all night and haven’t eaten yet!” Wang Ye rebuked him mercilessly.

Chen Changhe stared at Wang Ye with all his might, but Wang Ye didn't tolerate him and started to retort, "What? Are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, then don't let the devil capture you!"

After saying that, he looked at everyone in the square and shouted directly, "As long as you join the Children's Group, you will have three dry meals a day and meat every other day. No one will deduct your food.

We are all wearing cotton clothes, so even if it gets colder in Jin, you won't be cold.

As for weapons and ammunition, you have just seen that we will have all kinds of heavy weapons behind us. In the past, the devils used artillery to bombard you, but from now on, we will bombard them with artillery.

Fighting the devils with the Children's Corps will definitely not be a disadvantage. Most of you here are from Shanxi, and you and I are from the same hometown. Are you willing to watch the devils bully your fellow villagers in this land of Shanxi?"

Liu Pingjiang was anxious and angry when he heard Wang Ye's words. If he continued to talk, all his men would run away.

"You say it sounds nice, but who knows if what you say is true? What if you lie to us?"

"Even if I lied to you, it's better than keeping you in a prisoner-of-war camp, worrying about being dragged out by the devils to practice swordsmanship every moment!"

Wang Ye's words stirred up the soldiers of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army and the National Army. Everyone understood that Wang Ye was right. In this prisoner-of-war camp, the devils would force them to fight whenever they had the chance.

It was called a martial arts competition, but in fact it was just being tortured and killed by the Japanese. There was no way to resist. Once someone made trouble, the Japanese machine guns would shoot at them.

"Let's join!"

"join in!"

……

Wang Ye asked the children's group to take those who joined to change clothes and eat food. Only a few officers and diehards such as Liu Pingjiang and Chen Changhe were left in the square.

He looked at the remaining 100 people and stopped talking until all the people who joined came out well fed and well dressed. Then Wang Ye said,

"The remaining hundred people don't want to join. I won't force them, but I tell you, if you get caught by the devils after you leave,

You must not expose our information, otherwise no matter where you hide, the Children's Corps will use all means to find you and beat you to death!"

Wang Ye looked at the 2200 men wearing neatly-dressed cotton-padded clothes, and he was very happy. After more than half a month, he finally had a team that could fight.

The consumption is quite high. All the food and clothing for these 2000 people were exchanged by him from the system. The merit points he got from killing the Japanese squadron in the prisoner-of-war camp were all used up.

Fortunately, except for more than 200 people holding the Japanese equipment, the rest were all equipped with 98k rifles. This gun is really cheap. One Japanese soldier in exchange for a gun, and 100 rounds of bullets. It’s not a loss!

"Since everyone is here, let's just reorganize them!"