eat first.

Work again.

“Everyone is open to eat!”

"Follow me and there will be no other benefits. Big fish and big meat will fill your pockets."

"Except not drinking, everything else is fine!"

Zhang Yong said gently and elegantly.

The veterans were a little hesitant and still not quite willing to let go.

Strictly speaking, they are actually very dull people. Apart from mastering some fighting skills, they don't know anything.

All of them are orphans. That's right. They all have no relatives.

Those who have relatives have all gone home. Or they have gone to live with their relatives.

Only those who are homeless and have no one to take them will stay in the army, waiting for Commander Zhang to find a way out for them.

"Everyone is full!"

"We may have to fight the Japanese invaders soon!"

"You don't want to be a starving ghost, do you?"

Zhang Yong speaks out.

The veterans then began to immerse themselves in eating.

No one spoke.

Each one seems to be made of wood.

Eating is eating, and nothing else is done. Moreover, it is finished quickly.

Alas, they are all first-class good soldiers!

Pity……

The 29th Army is really sorry for them.

Now they are in his own hands, and he must lead them well. I hope they can all see the day when the war of resistance is won.

Well, set a small goal for yourself.

Just let most people see the day when the Japanese invaders are defeated!

Cheer up.

Full of energy.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Yong. I am the team leader of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service."

"I don't have as much ability as you."

"My marksmanship is relatively poor. My fists and feet are basically useless. Therefore, I can't do things like charging into battle."

"But I will provide you with the best weapons and equipment, give you enough funds, and give you the best treatment. If you die, I will also give your families the highest level of pension..."

Zhang Yong said slowly.

Those veterans are very silent. They are indeed like wood.

"If you have any requests, you can just tell them." Zhang Yong continued, "I will try my best to help you."

"I have no relatives. I don't need any pension. When I die, just find a place to bury me," said a veteran.

Zhang Yong:……

Okay. It is indeed a sad topic.

Judging from the looks on other people's faces, I guess it's the same. Alas, I was wrong. I shouldn't have brought up this topic.

So he waved his hands and said, "Eat! Eat! You are all full!"

Supervise personally.

Wait until everyone is full.

At this time, Zhong Yang and the others also came back and brought back fifty-three Ying 77 rifles.

At the same time, there is a batch of new documents. The documents have names but no photos. After they are familiar with their names, they will add them later. From then on, they have nothing to do with the past.

Zhang Yong took a certificate, and the name on it was Zhong Kui. Hey, who made this name? It's pretty easy to remember.

Forget it, look up and call out the veteran who just spoke. That's right. It's him. His name is Zhong Kui.

The person who came up with this name is really a genius!

"This is yours." Zhang Yong handed the certificate to the veteran, "Remember. You will be Zhong Kui from now on."

"What?" The veteran was obviously at a loss as well.

"Zhong Kui fights ghosts. The Japanese invaders are little devils. Can you remember this?"

"Ah, remember. Remember!"

"good!"

Zhang Yong nodded with satisfaction.

Zhong Kui's Ghost Hunting is pretty good. Zhong Kui's Ghost Hunting is a good title.

Next.

Dianwei? Hao, who made this name?

Seriously lazy!

But it’s understandable, because the names are all random. They’re all produced in batches. Sometimes I really can’t think of too many names.

Maybe the person who made the certificate had read Romance of the Three Kingdoms, so he wrote it down casually.

In this day and age, documents are all handwritten.

In fact, counterfeiting is very simple. Even the Japanese cannot detect it.

OK. Give it to a veteran with a tall frame.

Next. Zhoucang...

Yes, the person who made the certificate was really lazy.

The names used are all from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Fortunately, the most famous ones are not included.

If you want the whole Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and so on, that would be too much.

I won’t look at the certificates anymore. Send them all.

Everyone has one copy.

Fifty-three people, fifty-three certificates, just right.

Zhong Yang took several agents and went up to teach each veteran what his new name was. He read each name ten or twenty times, trying to remember it as much as possible.

"Are you all there?"

"Just remember it! This will be your name from now on!"

"Pound! Which one is Pound?"

"Raise your hands!"

Zhang Yong shouted loudly.

A veteran raised his hand hesitantly.

Well, he is Pound. Not quite like him. Skinny.

"Eat more in the future." Zhang Yong said.

"Yes..." the veteran replied shyly.

"Zumao!"

"arrive!"

"Zang Ba!"

"arrive!"

Zhang Yong called the names one by one.

The main thing is to help them remember their names.

If you are an ordinary person with some knowledge and culture, you should remember it quickly. However, these veterans do not have it.

They really can't read. They can't even do the simplest numbers. Because no one teaches them.

In the old army, there was no such thing as cultural education.

Only the Red Army has it. In terms of cultural quality, the Red Army is miles ahead of all its opponents.
To be continued...