The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

"We are brothers, why are you being so polite?"

The company commander lay on his back on the water, enjoying the natural rush of the water. He squinted his eyes comfortably and spoke softly.

"After all, we traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains just to fight for a better future. These days, with all the chaos and war, if we're lucky and win a few battles, getting promoted and making a fortune won't be a problem."

"That's right. These days, the brave die of overeating while the timid die of starvation. I don't have any big aspirations in this life. I just want to be a company commander like Brother Shan."

The dog rubbed the mud off his body and kept talking with a silly smile.

"Being a company commander is pointless. The salary I get a month isn't even enough for a few drinks. If I want to live comfortably, I have to be a regimental commander at least."

The company commander is ambitious and has huge desires. In his eyes, if he wants to live a carefree and comfortable life, he must keep getting promoted.

After serving in the army for so long, he deeply understood one thing: the higher the position, the easier it is to make money.

Just like their regimental commander, not to mention how much the fixed salary he received every month, just the guns and ammunition that he secretly embezzled from the regiment, and the death pensions withheld from the soldiers, is a considerable and huge fortune.

Moreover, this does not include the various tributes presented to them by junior officers, not to mention the so-called "protection fees" forcibly collected during the troops' garrison period.

If you really add up all these shady gray incomes and calculate them carefully, you can earn at least 100,000 or 80,000 yuan a year!

With this kind of means of making money, it doesn't take too much time at all. Just persist for three years and you can make hundreds of thousands of dollars.

By then, he would be able to return home in glory, build a spacious and imposing mansion, take in a few beautiful concubines, and happily become a small wealthy man.

"Being a group leader is not easy. The risks are too great and you could easily lose your head."

The dog frowned, looking resistant.

In his opinion, although money is important, you also need to have a life to spend it.

Being a regiment leader is a quick way to make money, but the risks are also high and the responsibilities on your shoulders are heavier. Not only do you have to face enemy sniping, but you also have to be careful about punishment from your superiors at all times.

Once a position is lost or something goes wrong, the Military Court will show no mercy.

"Captain, what's going on with the Independence Army?"

During the chat, Gou Zi remembered the news he heard two days ago and asked curiously.

"I heard that group of people are very tight-lipped. They would rather die than surrender, and they are not afraid of being cut into pieces by swords and fire."

"Some time ago, the Intelligence Department captured a few prisoners. We tried every trick we could think of, but we couldn't pry their mouths open. It's truly bizarre!"

"It's just a rumor. We're all human beings, made of flesh and blood. Who wouldn't be afraid of death?"

The lieutenant casually poured cold water on his belly, looked nonchalant, and sneered.

"The Independence Army is truly impressive, and Zhang Ye is even more formidable. To have reached such a high level at such a young age, in ancient times, he would have definitely had the potential to ascend the throne and become emperor."

"But unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. He encountered such a terrible year. The foreigners were too powerful. He had no chance to resist."

Wow...

Accompanied by a crisp sound of water, the calm water surface suddenly seemed to be disturbed, and circles of fine waves quickly rippled.

The relaxed expression on the lieutenant's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by extreme fear and panic.

He turned over swiftly and looked agilely at the place behind him where the water was churning and splashing.

Not long after, the dog's head emerged from the water in a very embarrassed manner, with its wet hair sticking to its scalp. It opened its mouth and spat out a long and thin, crystal clear water droplet as if it was peeing. The droplet drew an arc in the air and fell back into the water.

"Um... hehe, I'm so sorry! I just slipped and fell into the water!"

Seeing him so excited, Gouzi scratched his head a little embarrassedly, showing an awkward smile, and stammered to explain.

Hearing this, the lieutenant was stunned at first, then he spat and cursed harshly.

"Grass!"

Then, his tense expression finally relaxed.

This guy is so unreliable!

"Let's go, let's go back quickly. If the battalion commander finds out that we sneaked out, he will definitely start nagging us again."

Seeing that the time was almost up, the lieutenant swam towards the shore.

Although we are now in a state of rest and adjustment, leaving the position without permission is no small matter. If we are discovered by the supervision team, we will be in trouble.

"We'll go back later and hide from everyone. Our clothes are still wet. If we run into the boss, we'll be in trouble!"

The lieutenant swam to the river bank and just as his feet touched the mud at the bottom of the river, he was about to go ashore when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He talked for so long, why didn’t the dog respond?

This damn thing won't drown! ?

In an instant, the lieutenant turned around suddenly, wanting to see what the bastard was doing.

As a result, there was no trace of a human figure, not even a hair, on the calm water surface.

"Fuck, dog..."

The lieutenant's cry of surprise stopped abruptly, and an arm holding a black pistol stretched out from the calm water without any warning!

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed directly against his forehead, forcing him to swallow back the words that he had not yet been able to say.

The next second, accompanied by a splash of water, a nimble young man emerged from the water.

His stern face seemed covered with frost, filled with chilling murderous intent. His pair of extremely sharp eyes, like sharp blades flashing with cold light, pierced straight at the lieutenant, making the latter dare not even move a finger. He could only stare with horror, his body trembling involuntarily, standing there like a piece of wood.

"Don't fucking move, and don't make any noise! ​​Otherwise, I'll send you to hell right now!"

The young man lowered his voice and gave a fierce warning, while pressing forward with a pistol in hand, and took the lieutenant hostage all the way to the river bank.

Then, he quickly hid in the dense weeds on the shore, using the cover of the weeds to scan the surrounding environment with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

It was at this moment that the lieutenant, with a look of horror on his face, caught a glimpse of a dense, undulating layer of reeds that had appeared on the water surface at some point in time.

Through the clear and transparent water waves, he could vaguely see the blurry figures underwater, which were looming and vague.

Seeing this, the lieutenant's heart immediately sank, and he secretly complained, why was he so unlucky? He just wanted to sneak out to take a bath and relax when no one was paying attention, but who could have expected to run into the hidden troops of the Independence Army.

Now that’s great, I’m afraid my life will end here!