"Excuse me! Lin Zhong defeated the Kwantung Army and captured Jilin City in one fell swoop!"
"Exceptionally nicknamed, Northeastern Wang Linzhong is invincible!"
"Lin Zhong claims to have an army of one million, and he wants to sweep through China and go straight to the White House!"
...
The battle reports from various regions became more and more outrageous, and even finally connected Lin Zhongtong's mythical story...
The most shocked person was undoubtedly Shancheng. At this moment, no one among the senior officials in Shancheng dared to look down upon the person they once called mud-legged.
Inside an office.
One by one, the generals looked excited, and they all shouted excitedly.
"No, superiors, we must contact Lin Zhong immediately. No matter what method we use, we must pull him over!"
"Our party and state can no longer allow it to develop freely. If this continues, that guy Lin Zhong will ride on our heads from now on!"
"Have you heard what the outside world is saying?"
"King of the Northeast!"
"Yilin Zhong has been crowned king! Does he think he is Marshal Zhang from the Northeast back then?"
A lieutenant general slapped the table and stood up, his face red.
The middle-aged man looked at the generals. This time, their opinions seemed to be surprisingly consistent, but now that the matter has come to this, it seems a bit ridiculous to say that they are wooing each other.
At first, Lin Zhong didn't even pay attention to the rank of a major general. Now that he has a million-strong army, what can he do to win over him?
General? But even with the rank of general, he felt that Lin Zhong might not buy it.
The young bird has strong wings and plots in the mountains and forests, how can it be greedy for a tree to perch on?
"That's all. Let's suspend the discussion on this matter. I think this guy is single-minded in resisting Japan, but he may not have second thoughts." The middle-aged man said slowly.
Having said that, no one present listened to these words.
Nowadays, the Japanese are weak, but they do not expect the Eighth Route Army to become increasingly powerful.
...
In the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, half of them in Taiyuan who had just received the news were so excited that they knew that Lin Zhong had captured Jilin.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Okay! Good boy!"
"I knew I had seen the right person. He is indeed the person I personally selected!"
"It has only been a short time, less than a month, but we have captured Fengtian and Jilin in succession!"
"Quickly, connect me to Lin Zhong. I want to ask him what's going on now!"
In the Taiyuan Supreme Command Center, the boss burst out laughing, and the laughter spread throughout the entire command center.
Telegrams were piled up in front of him, and the boss looked through them one by one, becoming more and more excited as he read them.
Just when he picked up a telegram, the boss suddenly froze, his hands trembling a little.
"What!"
"This guy actually wiped out 300,000 enemies in one battle in Jilin!"
"Oh my God!"
...
At this time, Staff Officer Zuo came over, not only happy but also slightly worried in his eyes.
"Hey? Lao Zuo, why do you still look so sad after that guy Lin Zhong won such a big battle?"
Staff Officer Zuo frowned and sighed softly: "Boss, you should have read all the newspapers outside."
"The pressure from public opinion on Lin Zhong is a bit high now. Who is he...the king of the Northeast..."
"To say that he has an army of millions, and to say that his plans are huge..."
"If this trend continues, it may be detrimental to Lin Zhong."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boss was immediately furious, "Bullshit!"
"My people won the battle. It's okay if I don't reward them. Why the hell are they doing this?"
"Tell those newspapers that if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful of moving your head! We in the Eighth Route Army are good people, but we are by no means soft persimmons!"
"Hmph, there is also talk about Lin Zhong being the Northeast King, so what? I will let him be the Northeast King. That is also the Northeast King of our Eighth Route Army. What does it have to do with those people!"
"If anyone dares to cause trouble, they will all come after me! I want to see who is so blind!"
Staff Officer Zuo nodded heavily, with a smile on his face, "I feel relieved because of your words, boss."
"If anyone dares to cause trouble to Lin Zhong then, I, the chief of general staff, will be the first to refuse!"
At this moment, the communications soldier ran in excitedly.
"Boss! Boss, the call is connected!"
The boss was stunned, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and went straight to the communications room.
Half a minute later.
"Hello?"
"Hahaha! What are you talking about? Harbin can be defeated in three days?"
"good good good good!"
"I know that you can always bring me some surprises."
"Lin Zhong, I heard that you have an artillery division now? Don't forget to assist part of the headquarters later. The battle here is very fierce now! Hahaha!"
...
Lin Zhong on the other end of the phone was so confused that he almost dropped the phone when he couldn't hold it steady.
"ah?"
"Artillery division?"
"An army of one million?"
"King of the Northeast?"
"No, boss, how did you hear this? I'm wronged. You see, even if you sell me, I'm not worth an artillery division!"
Lin Zhong was depressed. He didn't even know where the boss got the news that he had an artillery division and those messy...
He has always advocated clandestine development and secretive development, so he has always underreported a little bit of equipment, but this time it is better. I don't know who has spread that he has millions of troops.
Of course, the boss would never believe it, but it was quite interesting to tease Lin Zhong here.
After talking about it, Lin Zhong probably understood what the boss meant. To put it bluntly, he wanted to let it develop and use all possible means to expand his strength. If the superiors asked him to do something, he would take care of it!
Lin Zhong's eyes were red. There were not many people who could protect him like this...
After a few more gossips, Lin Zhong seemed to be hesitant, swallowing his words again and again.
"Boss, I feel that the Northeast is a bit small..."
During the conversation, the headquarters had heard Lin Zhong say this three times, as if he wanted to say something and then held it back.
The boss couldn't bear it anymore.
"Lin Zhong! What do you want to say?"
"The old man talks hesitantly!"
Lin Zhong: "It's the commander!"
"Then I'll tell you straight!"
“I want Outer Mongolia!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the boss on the other end of the phone and several staff members were shocked.
"What?"
"Where do you want it?"
"Tell me again. I seemed to have heard something wrong just now."
Lin Zhong's tone was serious, "Report to the boss, you heard it right!"
"I said I want Outer Mongolia!"
"Outer Mongolia has been our territory since ancient times. Now that my army is stationed here, it should be taken back!"
"It should never be occupied by the Soviet side!"
"I hope the boss will approve it!"
A few words shook the entire headquarters.
The boss sat unsteadily on the chair and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Lin, Lin Zhong, do you know what your kid is talking about..."
After several conversations, Lin Zhong still insisted on his point of view, and he wanted to report to the headquarters that he was now quite confident that he could win Mongolia!
"Boss, I hope you can seriously consider it."
After hanging up the phone, the boss clenched his fist and kept thinking about what Lin Zhong said. The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what he said made sense...
"No, Lao Zuo, come with me to Yan'an!"
Lin Zhong on the other end of the phone faced everyone's confusion.
"Commander, aren't we being too aggressive... That's Su's territory..."
Lin Zhong was angry and slammed the table.
"fart!"
"This has been my territory of China since the Yuan Dynasty, why should I give it to others!"
