The volunteer Wei Dayong in front of him was wearing the military uniform of the Central Army, with the epaulettes marking the rank of sergeant.

He had a straight head and a stoic look on his face.

The two roads stood in place, fierce and fierce.

"Would you like to join my team?"

Fang Yu expressed his meaning directly without any unnecessary nonsense.

"this……"

"Sir, although you saved my life, I still want to return to the Central Army and then follow the Central Army to fight against the Sakata Regiment!"

"This turtle's Bantian regiment broke up our entire division and killed many of our brothers!"

"If I don't take revenge for this, I won't be able to bear it in my heart!"

Wei Dayong gritted his teeth, and his eyes gradually showed hatred. These were pure words from his heart.

"Sakata United?"

"Is it the Sakata Regiment under the Fourth Mixed Brigade of the Japanese 1st Army? Is it also the Japanese 8th Regiment?"

"Hahaha!"

"Brother, even the headquarters of Sakata Regiment was destroyed by a dumb bomb from our commander's shot. The captain of Sakata Regiment was killed long ago."

"Even Sakata's superior, the commander of the fourth mixed brigade, was shot in the head by our commander with a box cannon!"

Wang Dakui, the deputy captain of the Wolf Sword Special Forces, couldn't help but speak for Fang Yu.

If I had heard myself boasting like this before, I would have felt a bit unbearable.

Although they are all facts, when these facts are brought out, it seems very embarrassing...

Isn't this forced pretense?

When it's over, brush off your clothes and go away, hiding your merit and fame!

You must have such a mentality.

But this time Fang Yu did not stop Wang Dakui from talking.

Because it is relatively beneficial to the subsequent recruitment plan.

First of all, Wei Dayong looked excited.

"Sir, did you kill old Japs Sakata?"

"You also killed the little devil's brigade commander?"

"We heard before when we were in the prisoner-of-war camp that a Japanese general was killed. The Japanese soldiers in the Qingshan Prisoner-of-War Camp were crying bitterly at that time!"

"Sir, you are too awesome!"

"What I, Wei Dayong, respect the most in my life are real heroes like the chief!"

Wei Dayong's face turned red.

Then he said with excitement.

"So, are you willing to fight the Japanese with me?"

"I'm really hungry for talents right now!"

Fang Yu looked at Wei Dayong with burning eyes and said.

"Yes! Of course I do!"

"It's a dream to be able to follow a great hero like the commander!"

"Sir, I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on, no questions asked!"

Bang bang bang!

Wei Dayong slapped his chest loudly and said.

Hearing what Wei Dayong said, Fang Yu showed a slight smile on his lips.

"From now on, you will join my Wolf Sword Special Forces and do a good job, monk!"

Fang Yu subconsciously called Wei Dayong's trumpet.

"Sir, how did you know that I am a monk?

Wei Dayong scratched his scalp, and a strange look appeared on his face.

It just...feels inexplicably strange.

The commander is also very knowledgeable.

"Looking at your hairless look, don't you look like a monk?"

"I give you this set of weapons."

Fang Yu delivered the Thompson submachine gun and the 98k Mauser sniper rifle, but he only kept a shell gun.

"Sir..."

Wei Dayong was inexplicably moved when he saw Fang Yu's actions.

"You are so handsome and happy, boy!"

"I have never seen a commander fight a soldier like this!"

"I'm a little jealous!"

Wang Dakui, the deputy captain of the Wolf Sword Special Forces, couldn't help but muttered at this moment.

"Sir...no...no...it's the commander-in-chief!"

"Commander, if you give me such a good weapon, I promise that I will save the heads of a hundred little devils to repay you!"

Wei Dayong patted his chest and couldn't help but show a determined look on his face!

This should be considered the strongest commitment.

It sounds very powerful!

Inexplicably, it makes people feel an extremely powerful and explosive force!

What Wang Dakui said just now affected not only Wei Dayong, but also the prisoners of war of the Jinsui Army and the Central Army!

"Brothers! That officer can even kill old Japanese Sakata and the commander of the Fourth Mixed Brigade. That's the God of War!"

"Follow the God of War and fight against the little devils. What a great opportunity. Don't miss it!"

"Yes, yes, grandma is a jerk. If she goes back to follow the Central Army, she will suffer all kinds of cowardice! The bureaucracy is very heavy on weekdays, but when it comes to war, she shrinks!"

"Labor and management have only seen the officers of the Central Army buying luxury houses to support their wives, but they have never seen our military pay being paid out on time!"

"Following this handsome commander, you can earn at least ten oceans of military pay a month!"

"Damn it, if this handsome commander hadn't taken over the Qingshan Prisoner of War Camp, we would still be fucking dogs here! We would be used as moving targets and martial arts stand-ins for those little devils. Who knows what day?

Beaten to death!"

"We owe this commander our life!"

"Follow the commander-in-chief!"

"We are willing to join! We are willing to join!"

…

"Commander, Wu Anguo, commander of the Second Battalion of the Third Regiment of the 7th Division of the Central Army, is willing to follow you, Commander-in-Chief!"

"The handsome man's charisma deeply infected me."

"I feel ashamed. I still have a shadow in my heart when I heard the name Sakata United..."

"One battalion... has basically been defeated, and only one platoon remains."

Wu Anguo, the former commander of the second battalion of the third regiment of the 7th Division of the Central Army, gritted his teeth and couldn't help but sigh.

"Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists."

"You don't have to think too much."

"If you are willing to join my team, I welcome you!"

"Looking at the way you stand in a military posture, do you think you came from a major?"

Fang Yu glanced at Wu Anguo and said.

It is not easy to become a major and battalion commander of the Central Army at such a young age without a major.

"Well, to be fair to the commander-in-chief, my subordinate graduated from the ninth class of Huangpu..."

"Shameful...sorry..."

Wu Anguo, the former commander of the second battalion of the third regiment of the 7th Division of the Central Army, blushed and said.

What a shame!
To be continued...