With his endorsement, naturally no one will question it.

Otherwise, if you inject too much water, it will be very troublesome if you are attacked one day.

Annihilated 55,000 enemies...

More than 800 light and heavy machine guns were seized...

More than 16,000 rifles were seized...

Thirty artillery pieces seized...

The numbers are fake at first glance. There are not that many at all.

The Japanese invaders had only 18,000 people killed a newly-organized third-party division. All the annihilation was only this number.

Add some of the 43 and 47 divisions, at most, they will be over 20,000.

The report is 55,000, almost quadrupled.

If you dare to repay the loss like this.

However, this number is already very "rigorous" in the national army's war reports.

If it weren't for Zhang Yong's here, he would probably have reported more than 80,000 or even more than 100,000.

Just get used to it.

The national army's war report has always been like this.

Even honest people like Wang Yaowu have learned to falsely report.

There is no way, there is no future without false reports.

If you honestly report to kill 500 enemies or 800 enemies, it will be too easy to be ignored.

Because the reports from others are all eight thousand or more than ten thousand.

No one actually checked it. There was no way to verify it.

Suddenly I felt a little emotional. I felt that the bald man was also very pitiful. I was deceived and turned around.

All the reports from his subordinates were crazy pouring water, and after several more, he believed it was true.

If a person rewards this way, he may not believe it. But if everyone reports this way, he will believe it.

Otherwise, it would not have been wiped out a total of 100 million enemies and turned to the isolated island successfully.

“Specialist?”

"oh……"

Zhang Yong took back his thoughts.

signature.

confirm.

The report was returned to the staff officer.

Since everyone hopes to report this way, of course he will not stop him.

There is no benefit to being independent and special businesses. Instead, it blocks others' path to promotion and will be hated.

The commander rewards are given based on the number of enemies annihilated. If you report less, there will be no reward and you will be shot in the back.

He never does such stupid things.

Hello, I, Hello everyone.

Anyway, the Fruit Party will sooner or later be defeated. It has something to do with itself.

The king is to step on the corpse of the Fruit Party and secretly plunder the benefits.

Everyone does this. He doesn't do it, he is a fool...

Stretch.

yawn.

Bored looking at the crowd around.

Qu Gao and Wu!

No one came up to chat with him.

I feel that the title of Inspector is sometimes quite scary.

actually……

I'm really kind...

I can't even bear to step on an ant to death...

"Report!"

Another adviser is coming.

You can't afford to be kind.

This time I sent a disciplinary report.

Before, the national army's position was broken, and many people retreated without authorization.

Now, the accounts are settled after the autumn is settled, and some people are still punished, including a division commander.

Originally, Wu Qiwei could handle it himself. But since the inspector is here, of course he has to ask the commissioner's opinions.

After all, the inspector is the real supervisor. He is specifically responsible for enforcing discipline.

Fortunately, I had the opportunity to make meritorious service, otherwise...

That's going to be shot directly.

If you win a battle, everyone will be in a good mood, but you can be proud of yourself.

If you lose a war and want someone to take the blame, someone will definitely be dealt with.

Thinking about it...

Forget it, let’s be proud!

Accumulate some merit for your unborn child. What if there is really a child?

"Downgrade to use to observe the after-effects."

"Know your shame and then you will be brave."

Pick up the pen and wrote two sentences on the report.

Although it was disintegrated before, the counterattack later performed well.

There are many examples of this kind of thing in China's thousands of years of history. Just copy it yourself.

"Go!"

"yes!"

The staff officer left with the report.

Zhang Yong suddenly saw a familiar figure.

That's right. It's him. That very cute young officer.

It was near Wanjialing that I gave him the snacks of Zhang Yong. I never asked for my name.

Sometimes, it is a good thing to not know the name.

Lao Cao...

The other party is still alive. It's good news.

It seems that it is not hurt either. That is better news. It is worth celebrating.

I vaguely felt that the other party was somewhat similar to Lao Cao.

It should be an illusion. It is my nostalgia for Lao Cao, and my memory has become blurred.

It has been almost two years since the Songhu battlefield...

Lao Cao, alas...

Suddenly I saw the other person walking towards me.

Haha, I'm really a familiar person. I'm not afraid of myself at all.

I wonder what delicious food to give me this time?

To be honest, he is indeed looking forward to it.

I hope the other party will be alive.

I have always had the opportunity to give myself delicious food.

“Specialist.”

"Take me something delicious again?"

"Shi Mei. What my sister-in-law sent it to me. She made it by herself. Do you want it?"

"want."

Zhang Yong stretched out his hand.

The other party then handed him three plums.

The outside is wrapped in brown paper. It seems to have been left for a long time.

"I'll give you this."
To be continued...