An hour later, the farce of chasing the defeated troops finally came to an end. Hundreds of armored vehicles also escorted the prisoners and returned to the original place from all directions.
Dozens of light tanks were parked in place, and several Stipec tankers were refueling the tanks.
The two men, Dragon Emblem Huang Foyin, were sitting next to a tank, discussing something.
"Captain Long, we are now very close to Jinling City, the capital of Huai Province. We might as well report to the master and we can take down Jinling City by the way." Huang Foyin expressed his thoughts.
After hearing this, Long Huazhai thought for a moment and said, "You have a good idea. Jinling City is currently empty of troops. There are only two thousand armed policemen. These guys are just outsiders and their combat effectiveness is very poor."
At this moment, a soldier walked towards the two and began to report the post-war briefing.
"Report, Commander Long and Commander Huang, in this battle, our department seized about 7,000 rifles of various types, 16 Taisho III-type heavy machine guns, and countless ammunition of various types. About 2,000 enemy people were killed and about 2,000 prisoners were captured. There are more than 7,000 people, and 5 of our people were slightly injured."
There was a hint of a smile on Dragon Emblem's face: "Well, you did a good job. You temporarily detained the prisoners where they were, and shot any resisters on the spot."
Seeing that these defeated soldiers were so hungry that their eyes were glowing green, Dragon Emblem added, "You young soldiers, don't you like eating that can of SPAM meat? Take some and distribute it to these defeated soldiers, and then let them take over the battlefield." Clean up the corpse."
"Yes, Captain Long!"
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In the dilapidated city of Zhenjiang, a small amount of the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke still lingers in the air.
Along the Yangtze River in Zhenjiang, 40 LVT(A)-1 amphibious tanks drove into the river one after another under the cover of destroyers and began to float towards the other side.
Seeing that there was no enemy situation on the other side, the engineering battalion also began to drive trucks and successively dropped pontoon bridge modules into the river in preparation for erecting the N2P-41 heavy-duty pontoon bridge.
"Master, Commander Long sent a telegram saying that they have completely wiped out the 29th Division and captured more than 7,000 people. In addition, he also asked you for instructions. Now that they are close to Jinling City, whether they should march to Jinling City along the way to the west." A translator came to report.
Lu Xiaojia was overjoyed. Now that the south bank of Huai Province was in his pocket, after setting up the boat bridge, he estimated that he would be able to capture the entire Huai Province in two days.
Lu Xiaojia naturally agreed to Dragon Emblem's suggestion of marching into Aurous Hill.
"Since Captain Long and the others are so confident, let's take down Jinling City along the way."
After that, he got on a Venice MB jeep and drove towards Zhenjiang City.
In Zhen'an City, I don't know when, a small number of ragged refugees began to pour into the city.
From a distance, these refugees looked like they were wearing gray, black and gray cassocks. When they got closer, they realized that their clothes were covered with many patches of cloth.
Most of them were barefoot, but a few wore shaky straw sandals.
Their skin was also very dark and rough, and among them there were several half-clothed children who were busy rummaging through the ruins.
"parking."
Lu Xiaojia got out of the car and walked toward a few refugees rummaging through the ruins in the distance.
One of them, a little boy with a sallow face and skinny muscles, about fourteen or fifteen years old, took out a cloth bag from the ruins of the wall, opened it and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Grandpa, sister, look what I found."
An old man and a little girl quickly gathered around. When the old man saw that there were several copper coins in the money bag, he immediately praised the little boy in a low voice:
"Hey, my good grandson is really amazing. He actually scored fifty or sixty points. It seems like it's God's will. Now we three can have a full meal."
Hearing the footsteps behind him, the old man turned around warily and saw several soldiers carrying guns. An expression of extreme horror instantly appeared on his face, and he quickly protected the two children behind him.
"This military master, we are all poor and have nothing on us..."
Lu Xiaojia's face turned dark when she heard this. Do I look so cruel?
On second thought, I thought it was normal.
After all, most armies in this period did not have the strict military discipline of the JF Army. It is normal for the people to avoid it and not be anxious, right?
"Old man, don't be afraid. I am not a bad person. I am the commander of this army in the city."
"Our army is different from other armies and will never bully ordinary people. Do you think you have been bullied or made things difficult by any soldiers in the city?"
After saying that, Lu Xiaojia took out a few toffees from her pocket to show her goodwill, peeled off the candy wrappers, squatted down, and handed them to the children behind the old man.
Seeing this, the old man gradually lowered his guard. After all, they had been in the city for so long, and the soldiers with guns and ammunition in the city had never bullied them.
After some chatting, several people gradually became familiar with each other. In the end, the old man burst into tears and told Lu Xiaojia about his origins and grievances.
It turned out that the old man was an ordinary citizen in a town called Fengbei, about twenty miles away from Zhenjiang.
The family used to rely on a few acres of thin farmland and scrape food in the fields, so the family could barely make ends meet.
As for why he ended up like this, it was naturally because he was persecuted and his sons and daughter-in-law died one after another.
The main culprits are nothing more than those sesame officials, security groups, evil gentry, landlords... and the like.
These country rats generally make their fortunes from land and business. They rely on abundant resources. They are as high as the mountains as the emperor is far away, and they are even more arrogant in their eyes.
A group of bullies, ruffians and other fringe figures in the countryside gathered together to plunder, enrich their own pockets, annex land wantonly, prey on the common people, and run rampant in the countryside.
What's more, some privately purchase guns, raise servants, own private armed forces, and lynch villagers, becoming notorious landlords and evil gentry.
Of course, this does not mean that all squires and landowners are evil people with evil hearts.
Therefore, during this period, Lu Xiaojia also specially asked the intelligence department to conduct secret visits to townships, towns, and counties throughout Yu Province.
Try to create a roster directly, and then send troops to measure the crimes and punish them based on their merit.
But when the old man told what these landlords and evil gentry in Fengbei Town had done.
Lu Xiaojia was so angry that he gritted his teeth. What kind of beasts were these? It simply refreshed his outlook on life.
I glanced at the little girl behind the old man. She looked like she was less than ten years old!
I didn't expect that in this era, there would be such bastards. It seemed that I should start early to screen out these rural cancers, otherwise they would be really unappetizing.
Lu Xiaojia made up her mind and decided to deal with this gang of cancers entrenched in Fengbei Town first.
"Feihu, you will send someone to Fengbei Town later and inform the Mayor Huang Batian that I will go to their place for lunch tomorrow."
"Yes, Master."
Before leaving, Lu Xiaojia handed the old man a few cans of meat and assured him, "Old man, don't worry, I will help you get justice, and none of these guys you mentioned can escape."
After getting in the car, Lu Xiaojia opened the system and spent 15,000 silver dollars to place an order for 75 tons of rice.
Now a large number of refugees are pouring into Zhenjiang City. For Lu Xiaojia, it is not all bad, because the infrastructure in China is really terrible.
And Lu Xiaojia didn't have much steel in his pockets. In this dilemma of saving what he could, in order to reduce labor costs, he could only temporarily focus on these hungry refugees whose chests were touching their backs.
He plans to help these destitute refugees through disaster relief work.
This can not only develop infrastructure but also save many lives, so why not do it.
