I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

Back in Mafang Village, Mancang locked himself in his room, pondering his future. For the past six months since his transmigration, he had been constantly striving for survival. Now, after several battles, he had finally secured a brief period of peace, and he needed to carefully plan his future.

First, there's the need to expand the army. Since peace is only temporary, the next battle will surely be even more brutal! The Mo Dao Regiment only has three hundred official members, which is clearly far from enough to meet the needs of defense!

An artillery company was essential; several battles were won only after suppressing the Japanese artillery. An artillery company capable of hitting its target precisely was indispensable!

The force must be expanded to over 1,500 men to cope with the impending crisis. Tiger, Da Zhao, and Qing Quan are all capable of serving as battalion commanders. Hunter will remain as company commander for now; judging from these recent battles, he still needs more experience.

Then there's logistics. Full crates can certainly handle that. It's just that with more people, the consumption of supplies is correspondingly greater, so we need to find ways to procure more supplies.

We have enough weapons and equipment for now. The supplies we robbed from the Japanese last time are enough to equip three regiments without any problem!

There are so many things to deal with! Managing two townships effectively is no easy task!

"Brother! I've finally found you! Your future father-in-law is begging you for help! These days, all those landlords and rich folks who bought shops are clamoring to go west to do business, asking when the caravan will set off!" Manxiang asked hurriedly as soon as he entered.

"Hmm, that's a problem!" These people were all former landlords and wealthy landowners who had handed over their land. With the caravan delaying its departure, these people were naturally getting restless!

"Okay, the Mid-Autumn Festival is in about ten days. Have the old boss tell these guys to set off in five days and get them ready. You take the brothers on a trip, bring plenty of money, and drive a few trucks to buy some supplies. Salt, cotton, cloth, medicine, gasoline, and anything else the army needs. Winter is coming soon, and the brothers need to have clothes to wear!"

"Also, find out about the gold market to prepare for gold mine production. Bring weapons, and be extra careful on your first westward journey. Aim to be back in half a month!"

“Alright! It’s a good opportunity to see the scenery of Shaanxi! We’ve stored up a lot of good stuff in the village recently, let’s take it over and test the waters!” Manxiang readily agreed, full of anticipation for this westward trade trip.

Ever since Second Master enlightened Manxiang in the county town, this kid has been particularly attentive to business. Although he doesn't send out many people, a determined person can always seize the opportunity to prepare in advance. And this trip westward to do business is a great opportunity to show off his skills!

Having received a clear answer, they excitedly began preparing, seemingly more interested in it than fighting the Japanese!

After seeing off the full chest of powerful techniques and clear springs, he shared his thoughts. He proposed incorporating all existing village militia into the Mo Dao Regiment as official members, and recruiting more militia from each village for continued training, with two people assigned to each area to supervise and inspect the training results. Once the new recruits complete their training, they can be equipped and assigned to their respective battalions and companies for the next stage of training.

With everything arranged smoothly, the day of the caravan's departure arrived. On that day, the caravan, with its soldiers and two large carts, set off westward with the merchants. The villagers crowded the streets to see them off, dispersing only when the figures disappeared from sight.

Peaceful days always pass quickly, and before they knew it, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching. Just as Man Cang was inspecting the new recruits' training in various villages, Company Commander Sun Zhengyi once again crossed the front line to the town government and found Zhang Youcai.

"What did you say? You were defeated? Where's Yiliang? Is he alright?" Zhang Youcai asked anxiously.

"Commander, it's alright, old man, don't get agitated! Seoul is still in our hands, we're far from being defeated!" Sun Zhengyi quickly reassured him.

"It's good that he's alright! It's good that he's alright! This kid hasn't had any children yet, so we can't afford for anything to happen to him..." Zhang Youcai muttered.

The fighting at the front is extremely arduous. In the last battle, their 521st Regiment fought very tenaciously, repelling more than ten Japanese attacks in succession. Their guard company, in particular, accomplished one feat after another with their ferocious, swarming ferocity!

Unfortunately, the Japanese were formidable, and in the end, under their powerful offensive, the regiment had to withdraw from its position and garrison at Xujia Kiln, which was closer to Seoul! The entire regiment was reduced to only one battalion!

"Platoon Leader Sun! How have you been?" Just as the two were talking, Mancang returned and greeted them warmly.

"Alas! It's a long story! Brother Mancang, I've come to ask you for help! Please lend a hand!" Sun Zhengyi didn't care about being addressed as platoon leader and went straight to the point in his plea.

"Oh? What's wrong? Is the battle going badly?" Man Cang asked, puzzled.

“Yes! Our regiment only has one battalion left…” Sun Zhengyi no longer concealed anything and told the two of them about the battle situation at the front.

Upon hearing this, the two men's expressions turned serious. They had anticipated the hardships of the war, but the fact that it had come to this point still made them very uneasy!

"What mission are you here for this time? We will never refuse to help as long as it's helpful!" Mancang stated.

The war is going badly, so my brother-in-law is bound to have a hard time. As his brother-in-law, I should naturally lend a hand! Besides, we're all fighting the Japanese, so there's no need to be so particular!

"Good! I knew you wouldn't ignore this! To be honest, the regimental commander has given me a very difficult task this time! This is a letter written to you by the regimental commander himself, you'll understand as soon as you see it!" Sun Zhengyi took out a letter and handed it to Mancang.

"Huh? This kid is outrageous! I'm his own father! He didn't even think to send me a letter..." Zhang Youcai said angrily from the side.

He can write to his future brother-in-law but not to his own father; this son is no good!

"Haha, old man, don't be angry. The regimental commander has been on the front lines all this time and hasn't had time to think about anything else. He'll definitely write to you to let you know he's safe and sound as soon as the battle is over!" Sun Zhengyi quickly smoothed things over.

"That's pretty much it..."

Mancang didn't notice that the father and son had already opened and were reading the letter.

Brother Mancang! It's like seeing you in person! The gift you sent last time was excellent; it played a significant role in this battle! I thank you in advance! For this generous gift alone, I have no objection to your relationship with Zaohua. The fact that my proud and ambitious sister has taken a liking to you shows you're quite something!

That's enough of the small talk. I've come to you for help!

Xiao Sun has already told you about the fighting here, right? We were beaten badly by the Japanese!

The main problem was that the Japanese planes were too powerful. They could just circle over our heads a couple of times and bomb our men, causing heavy losses and casualties! The reason we were defeated so quickly was because of the Japanese planes!

According to reliable sources, the Japanese airfield is located in the mountains south of Maojian County...