Even if everyone in the entire Fuxing Society is packed, they may not be as strong as him.

It’s just mathematics! Others don’t count.

After all, he went to college in his previous life and studied calculus and linear algebra. Just these two courses can leave 99.99999% of people behind.

"Mr. Zhang, I want both."

"real?"

"Really. But, they all have to change their identities."

"How to change? Tell me."

"We will take care of this. After they join the Fuxing Society, I will give them new certificates. They will all have new names. From now on, they will have nothing to do with your 29th Army."

"I see."

"Do they owe food or wages?"

"I have reissued everything. There is nothing in arrears."

"Okay. Mr. Zhang, if there are people like this in the future, give them all to me. I want them all."

"Thanks!"

"But, I made it clear. Our Fuxing Society can only enter but not leave. As long as you step into the door of our Fuxing Society, you will never be able to leave. Otherwise, you will be treated as a traitor. Can they accept it?"

"Just talk to them directly!"

"good!"

Zhang Yong doesn’t have stage fright either.

In his previous life, as a college freshman, he blushed and hesitated when he went up to the podium to introduce himself.

After coming to this world, this greenness was washed away.

The reason is very simple. Because he can really be their leader. He can really lead them to kill the Japanese invaders.

They were injured and could pay for the medical expenses themselves.

Even if they sacrifice themselves, they can also provide compensation to their families.

"gather!"

"stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

Teacher Zhang personally shouted the command.

All the veterans hurriedly stood at attention, then took a break and waited for the lecture.

Zhang Yong stood in front.

There was no need to clear his throat. He said directly:

"I will only talk about three things."

"The first thing is that joining the Fuxing Society is very dangerous. You may die at any time."

"The second thing is, if you join the Fuxing Society, you cannot leave it in the future. You are a member of the Fuxing Society when you are born, and you are a ghost of the Fuxing Society when you die. Even if you have complaints, you can only reflect them internally. You must not leave. Otherwise, you are a traitor. We

You will be punished. The so-called sanction means execution! There is no other way."

"The third thing is, you only have one enemy. It's the Japanese invaders!"

"Do you understand?"

Zhang Yong said every word.

Then he took out a notebook, pen, and ink pad and placed them on the table.

He sat upright with a solemn look on his face.

"If you are willing to accept these three conditions, come up and write your name. Then press your fingerprints."

"Pressing your fingerprints means that you understand and accept the three things I just said. You can't use any reason to say that you were deceived in the future! If you can't accept it, don't come up!"

"Now, who's coming?"

Zhang Yong's eyes swept across.

silence.

Then, the first veteran came up.

He can't write his own name. Nor can anyone else.

I can only simply press my fingerprints.

Just before his finger was about to press down, Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to support it and said seriously: "You have to think clearly. Once you press the fingerprint, you will have no regrets."

"Did you really kill the Japanese invaders?" the veteran asked.

"I just killed one." Zhang Yong replied calmly.

"I do not regret!"

"good!"

Zhang Yong let go.

The veteran pressed his finger prints hard.

Then go back and line up.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and pointed to his side.

The veteran then came over and stood beside Zhang Yong. He lowered his hands and stood solemnly with a solemn expression.

The second veteran comes up...

The third……

Finally, all the veterans had their fingerprints pressed.

This is the result that Zhang Yong expected. It should also be what Master Zhang expected. These veterans must have no other place to go.

If there were other options, they would not be able to stay here.

He killed the Japanese invaders and was punished!

Who can accept it?

If it were Zhang Yong himself, he would have run away long ago.

I don’t want to leave you here, I have my own place to stay.

The world is so big, is there still no place for oneself?

Zhang Yong put the notebook away.

There are fifty-three people in total.

Fifty-three finger prints.

Bright red.

shocking.

But it also represents some kind of powerful force. Some kind of indomitable determination.

"Mr. Zhang, should I take them away?"

"Thank you! Let's go! My abilities are limited, I'm really ashamed."

"understand!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Sometimes, some people, some things...

It's really hard to say.

Most people are weak and powerless in front of the wheel of history...

We can only let time witness it.

Take the veterans and leave the division headquarters through the side door.

Teacher Zhang has made arrangements not to let those veterans show up.

Zhang Yong naturally understood.

Take the veterans and leave through unfamiliar alleys.

Those veterans were very silent. I guess everyone knew how to talk less and do more.

For them, Fuxing Society is a very unfamiliar existence. Many people have never heard of this name before and don't know what it does.

Zhang Yong gave Zhong Yang a few instructions, and Zhong Yang left alone with a few people.

A group of people arrived at a restaurant.
To be continued...