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

"Shan Zi!" Seeing that the other party was still hesitant, Zhang Ye couldn't help but frown. He turned around suddenly and shouted at the top of his voice.

Lu Shan, who was standing aside and watching with great interest, was startled by the sudden shout and his body trembled involuntarily.

Zhang Ye pointed at Lu Shan and signaled him to come over quickly.

Seeing this, Lu Shan felt somewhat reluctant, but he did not dare to disobey the order, so he had to walk up to Zhang Ye reluctantly.

Zhang Ye completely ignored Lu Shan's bitter face and gave an order in front of Jin Junli without hesitation: "Take out your spare submachine guns and distribute them to these resistance brothers!"

"What!?" Lu Shan, who was grinning and waiting to see what would happen next, froze his smile instantly after hearing these words.

His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Then, his expression quickly turned from sunny to cloudy, becoming extremely gloomy, as if someone owed him millions.

Lu Shan shook his head and muttered, "Marshal, we've come a long way this time. In order to travel light and make it easier, we didn't bring any spare guns!"

This guy lies so easily that he doesn't even blink.

However, those who are familiar with the situation know that the Guard Division has always had a clear regulation that all personnel accompanying the Marshal must not only carry a pistol and a submachine gun for self-defense, but also must prepare an additional submachine gun as a backup weapon.

This rule has been in place for a long time and has never changed. How could it be possible that an exception would suddenly be made this time?

It was obvious that Lu Shan was just making up nonsense and trying to get away with it.

"Stop talking nonsense, just take it if I tell you to!" Zhang Ye's eyes widened with anger, and he glared at him fiercely, and directly decided the matter with one final word.

You know, the rebels are in dire straits now. They are facing a serious shortage of firepower, and the equipment they are equipped with is dilapidated and of extremely poor quality.

If they really had thousands of submachine guns as front-line fire suppression, the pressure they would bear would be reduced exponentially.

"Yes, Marshal!" Seeing that the Marshal's attitude was so firm and there was no room for negotiation, even though Lu Shan was extremely reluctant in his heart, he had no choice but to compromise and let it go.

However, this guy wasn't the type to suffer in silence. He rolled his eyes and quickly turned his attention to Jin Junli. His already long face now looked even more gloomy, almost dripping with water. He grumpily reminded them, "Humph, these guns aren't being given to you for free. They'll all be added to your next batch's purchase costs."

Hearing this, Jin Junli's heart couldn't help but "skimp" a little, but he didn't dare show any dissatisfaction on his face. He nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, everything is up to you, General Lu!"

At this moment, Jin Junli's smile is even brighter than the chrysanthemums blooming in autumn.

Although this would instantly add a huge debt to his head, for the rebels who are currently in trouble, as long as they can successfully overcome this life-and-death crisis, money and other things are not a big deal at all.

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After receiving strong support from Zhang Ye, the rebels were like being injected with a powerful source of power, and quickly engaged in the intense and orderly trench digging work.

I saw that more than 20,000 people worked together with one mind. Everyone tried their best and went all out to complete this difficult task as quickly as possible.

After all, there is strength in numbers. With the joint efforts of so many people, it is actually not a difficult task to build a new and solid defense position.

Time passed quietly without anyone noticing, and the hour hand, like a quiet bystander, silently pointed to the moment of three o'clock in the afternoon.

Just as the rebels were anxiously and frantically building their defensive positions, the artillery positions in the Sakura Country far away were almost completed.

At this moment, the commander of the Sakura Country was standing leisurely on a high place, looking into the distance at the enemy position with a telescope in his hand.

When he saw the dust flying all over the enemy's position and people still racing against time and working tirelessly to expedite the unfinished trenches, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a smile of contempt and ridicule.

"Look at these extremely stupid natives! After occupying Quancheng for so long, they haven't even built a decent defensive position. I really don't know what kind of luck and means they relied on to defeat the previous defenders!" The commander sneered and muttered to himself, slowly putting down the telescope in his hand, his eyes full of disdain and contempt for the rebels.

"Inoue! You have to know that they have the equipment support of the Independent Army and have the advantage in numbers. It is not uncommon for them to win a comeback battle occasionally." At this time, another commander was standing there leisurely, with a small tuft of neatly trimmed beard on his chin, looking quite majestic.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket slowly, lit it with a lighter, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring, appearing extremely calm and composed.

"Okay, let's not waste any more time and start preparing for action. Remember, we must not let any factors interfere with the smooth implementation of our established plan!" The commander stared sharply at the battlefield ahead, and warned with a serious and earnest expression.

"Understood!" Inoue Sanye nodded, then gave an order with an indifferent expression: "Immediately notify the artillery positions in the rear, have them lock onto the enemy's front line, and immediately launch the first round of bombing attacks!"

"Hi!" The dwarf messenger standing nearby barked like a dog after receiving the order. Then, he quickly waved the bright and eye-catching flag in his hand, accurately conveying the order to fire.