Submission?

But now Zhou Weihua's special forces do not need so many people.

And he has to go to Shanghai, and he can't support so many people to enter the city, and these people are not good at fighting power.

What if they were asked to go to Hutou Mountain?

Will they be willing?

After all, it is expanding now.

Need to recruit soldiers.

"I heard everyone say they want to join our special forces team, and I am very happy. But if you want to join our special forces team, there are conditions for them to enter. Not everyone can come in. You need to pass the screening and assessment before you can come in. If you really want to come, first of all, you have to join the Eighth Route Army, otherwise you will not be able to come in." Zhou Weihua could only say this to everyone.

"Captain Zhou, we are willing to join the Eighth Route Army."

"Yes, if we have food, we will go to the battlefield to fight the enemy desperately."

"Captain Zhou, can we join the special forces by joining the Eighth Route Army?"

The bandits responded one after another. In fact, everyone knows that the special forces are well-equipped, either not participating or joining the best team.

"I just said that you will have hope only after you join the Eighth Route Army. Please remember that there is hope, not necessarily joining, because we can pass the screening, not everyone can adapt to the special forces, but it is also very good in the army. You don't have to go to the special forces."

“What does it mean to be in the special forces team?”

"It means that every day when fighting with the God of Death, you may deal with troops twice as many as your own, even several times, dozens of times or more than ten times, or dozens of times more. Then joining the special forces means that one foot has entered the Hall of Hell and the other foot is only a matter of time."

"If you are really interested, then register for the fun Hutou Mountain. I will give you a map. When you get there, you will directly report my name. I will recommend it to you. The comrades on the mountain will register you and other procedures."

If Zhou Weihua hadn't gone to Shanghai to purchase medicine, he might have brought these people back to Hutou Mountain in person.

"Captain Zhou, can't you register here?" one of them asked.

"I urgently need to go to Shanghai to purchase medicines because I have something to do. I hope everyone can forgive me. Please rest assured. After I complete the purchase, I will go back to Hutou Mountain. If you really go, I will see you on it. I hope we can fight side by side and kill the Japanese devils together." Zhou Weihua responded directly.

"Okay, since Captain Zhou said that, we can only go to Hutou Mountain and wait for Captain Zhou to come back on the mountain, but is it really useful to only report your name? Do those people believe us?" Yang Bing asked directly, what should those people do not admit it after they knew it was possible to go to Hutou Mountain?

"I know everyone's concerns, please rest assured. Everyone takes this knife up the mountain. If they don't believe it, just hand it over to them. At that time, they will definitely believe it. If they don't believe it, wait until I go back to the mountain and deal with it." Zhou Weihua took out a special forces sword from his body and handed it to Yang Bing.

"What a beautiful saber." Yang Bing couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the saber that was passing through the cold light in his hand.

"Yes, this saber is only available to our special forces members, and this saber is engraved with 001, which proves to be my saber. If they don't believe it, when I go back, they should be cleaned up." Zhou Weihua said.

"Captain Zhou, you gave us the saber, what are you using?" Yang Bing asked curiously.

"Don't worry, although this knife is mine, I rarely use it. I use another one." Zhou Weihua took out another three-edged military stent from his body.

The Triangle Army Baton is his favorite.

"Wow, what a delicate knife." Yang Bing felt the cold light burst out from the Triangle Sword. This was an extraordinary knife, especially with a few grooves on the blade, which was not simple at first glance: "Captain Zhou, can I ask, what is this knife called?"

"Of course, this is called Sanling Army Battalion." Zhou Weihua smiled and said, "Everyone should go to Hutou Mountain. I'll ask Xu Hu to give you ten dollars to each of you. If you are willing to go, follow them. If you are unwilling to go, you can go home and farm, etc."

"I am willing to go, I will definitely join the special forces." Yang Bing has been attracted by the Sanling Army Bad and the saber in his hand. His purpose is to join the special forces.

"I'll go too, I'll join the special forces."

"Add me one."

"The wind is slight and the water is cold. The hero will never return once he leaves. At most, he will still be a man in 18 years. I will have one."

“+1.”

Many people responded and were willing to travel thousands of miles to Hutou Mountain to join the Eighth Route Army.

Because they have a pursuit.

What pursuit?

Of course it is a special forces team.

That piece of weapons and equipment.

There is also a saber that emits a cold light.

They are undoubtedly the finest products of the times.

It is worth it to be able to join the special forces team in this life, even if you are killed on the battlefield.

"Okay, I'm very happy, and I'm looking forward to it. I hope that after I go back from Shanghai, I will see everyone's faces instead of just joking with me." Zhou Weihua cleaned up Xu Hu.

Xu Hu understood and quickly took the two of them to move some oceans out for everyone to share with him on the road.

Half an hour later.

Yang Bing and others took the money.

Riding on their horses, go directly in the direction of the map.

Of course not everyone followed Yang Bing, only about forty people.

After the others got ten yuan, they chose to go home to farm or raise pigs.

The money is enough for a long time for family life. After all, in this era, a cow can be bought for a few dollars, which proves that they can buy two or three cows in their hands.

"Captain, someone is here, looking like an ordinary villager." Xu Hu said as he looked at the person who came here dressed up.

"Well, let's go over and take a look." Zhou Weihua naturally saw it, and took Xu Hu to see what happened to the villagers.

"Comrade, who are you the commander?" An old man about sixty years old asked the members of the special forces.

"Hello, old man, my name is Zhou Weihua. I am their captain. Is there anything you have to do?" Zhou Weihua came over and said with an initiative to introduce himself.

"You?" The old man was holding a crutch in his hand, and he didn't believe in the captains of Zhou Weihua and others. Moreover, Zhou Weihua was so young, looking about sixteen years old, and looked white and tender, and more like a rich young master.

"Old man, you don't have to look for him anymore. He is really our captain." Xu Hu explained helplessly. It is true that the captain's appearance and strength are too different. It gives people the first impression that it is indeed not the captain's material.
Chapter completed!