After the skirmishers were led away, Wen San turned his attention to Chen Liren and the others.
"You are just a company commander, why should you recruit us? According to your rank, I should recruit you." Chen Liren still wanted to make a final struggle.
This is indeed the truth, but it depends on the situation.
"Add us? Ask my brothers if they agree? Do they agree with the guns in their hands?" Wen San's words immediately caused a burst of laughter.
This guy really thinks of himself as a big deal and has no self-awareness at all.
Chen Liren looked embarrassed. Now that they didn't even have a single soldier under their command, how could they still negotiate terms with others? After all, Wen San's fist was big enough and shocked them as soon as he appeared on the stage.
"I'll give you a chance to make meritorious service and carry artillery shells for us. If you perform well, you can be considered for a new position. If you don't perform well, you will be sent to a military court and punished for disobedience on the battlefield." Wen San pointed to the boxes of artillery shells.
A box of artillery shells weighed at least twenty kilograms. Carrying it while marching was enough for them to drink a pot. Judging from his appearance, he has never suffered much.
Several people looked miserable and did not dare to resist, so they had to move the shell boxes. Wen San looked so scary that they were really worried that they would be shot on the spot.
The troops started moving again, and Wen San's men suddenly reached 238. The company has been properly strengthened.
"The whole company is marching urgently, let me run! All units pay attention to the newly joined brothers and must keep up." Wen San is preparing to use training methods to integrate these stragglers as soon as possible.
Although these guys are indeed ruffians, as long as their demeanor is reversed, they will still become good soldiers.
The combat effectiveness of a unit often depends on the temperament of the commander and the fighting atmosphere among the squads and platoons.
Wen San believes that under the leadership of commanders at all levels, they will soon be able to change.
"Squad leader, how come you all have the equipment of the Japs? Doesn't this look awesome?" During the march, a new soldier finally couldn't help but ask his doubts.
"It's captured by the Japs. The number of Japs my squad has killed is at least 20. Isn't it easy to get some equipment?" the squad leader said very arrogantly.
Their confidence was built up. After a series of battles, these soldiers have undergone a fundamental transformation. They are absolutely arrogant and powerful soldiers and do not take the Japanese in their eyes at all.
"If one squad kills 20 Japs, plus the wounded and disabled, doesn't that mean we have killed a team of Japs?" A veteran thought about it for a while and came up with a rather astonishing result.
Looking at this team again, didn't they easily kill more than a squadron of Japanese troops? Is this really credible?
Thinking about the number of people before him, which was only more than a hundred people, why did he have such a strong combat effectiveness?
The defeated soldiers were obviously unable to keep up with their physical fitness. After running two or three miles, each one of them was breathing heavily with their mouths open. But look at the brothers around him, they all walk steadily and don't sweat much.
Listening to the proud achievements they talked about from time to time, when these newly joined defeated soldiers marveled, they also felt a little happy in their hearts. After all, they had joined in now. Just follow others and they will eventually become part of this heroic army.
In the past training sessions, Wen San would not allow the soldiers to speak. Today he chose to ignore it and let the soldiers talk about their impressive achievements in front of their new comrades. His purpose in doing this was to make these defeated soldiers feel at ease, find a sense of belonging, and quickly integrate in.
As for Chen Liren and others, they were sweating like rain. Even if they heard something, they didn't have the time to think about it. The shell box on his shoulders became heavier and heavier, as if a mountain was pressing on him. The hard work is definitely very hard. Marching with a heavy load is not as simple as saying a word.
Chen Liren was reluctant to just throw away the box of shells and quit, but seeing Wen San's cold face, he was really a little timid. He believed that if he really dared to throw the box to the ground, the bastard box in Wen San's hand would probably open a hole in his head and come out.
The murderous intent of this unit is so strong that just the sharp eyes can make people feel chilly. Only when they looked at the company commander would they show a rare smile and that kind of heartfelt admiration.
As a former deputy battalion commander, Chen Liren understood that Wen San had absolute control over the company. It is impossible to build such power without fighting several good battles.
We marched quickly all the way, running for about five kilometers before we stopped. The soldiers of the original company are pretty good and can still maintain a good condition. The defeated soldiers who had just joined in were slumped on the ground, gasping for air with their mouths wide open. They were obviously very tired.
Chen Liren was even worse. He fell to the ground and couldn't even sit still.
"Get up and stand! You can't stand it after only a few kilometers? If the enemy comes at this time, you will just wait to die!" Wen San took a stick and beat Chen Liren mercilessly.
Several people who were lying on the ground like dead pigs turned over and stood up. Chen Liren's face was full of resentment and he opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say a word.
Looking at the other warriors, they all stood firm, even standard. Each squad and platoon still maintains its proper battle formation and can go into battle at any time.
He had never seen such a team before. Even little devils might not be able to maintain such a strong military appearance.
"Are you dissatisfied?" Wen San glared at Chen Liren and asked lightly.
"No... I don't dare. Your army is full of energy and powerful, which is indeed very rare. Mr. Chen feels ashamed." Chen Liren also told the truth.
But in his heart, he regarded Wen San as the living king of hell, thinking that Wen San had forced all of this.
What kind of people, what kind of soldiers.
"Your army? It seems that you still haven't corrected your attitude. Don't want to join my company? That doesn't matter. After you go to the front line, you can return to the army on your own. This team of mine cannot afford to support a man like you. .”
Wen San was completely disappointed with this man, he was like a rotten tree that cannot be carved out of wood. There is really no need to keep him, and it might even have bad effects.
The performance of the other company platoon leaders was slightly better. It is estimated that they are all front-line combat troops and can be regarded as relatively pure soldiers. It can be corrected with some style.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of gunfire coming from the front. It felt like it was one or two kilometers away.
"There is a situation ahead. The scouts will immediately find out the situation. All ministries will deploy on the spot and prepare for war based on the favorable terrain!" Wen San immediately ordered.
The teams in each row moved quickly, and their movements were quite vigorous. A few minutes later, Wen San's team quickly dispersed, and within a radius of 500 meters, he had control.
