Anti-Japanese War Frenzy: World Hegemon, Riches and Brothers

In addition, the remaining rice was also used to cook for the soldiers.

Looking at all the canned goods, pork, and rice used.

The veterans of the company were all terrified.

"Company commander, we don't need that many, do we?"

"Everyone enjoyed last night's meal."

"It's so early in the morning, there's no need to eat so well."

"Just cook some rice porridge, that's enough."

The veteran who spoke had always been used to a life of hardship.

Suddenly I'm so rich.

The veterans were not used to having so much meat and rice all at once.

If it were in the past...

So much meat and rice.

That's enough for the whole camp to have a nice meal.

But now.

In Li Feng's eyes, this was just the amount of breakfast.

The veterans listening to the conversation.

Knowing that the veterans were worried about the food supplies, Li Feng spoke with a relaxed expression.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

"We're about to go to war, so let's make sure everyone has a good meal."

"Follow me, and you'll never have to worry about not having enough to eat again!"

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

"As long as they are my soldiers."

"I promise that I will be able to eat meat every day from now on."

Li Feng's face was full of confidence.

The group of veterans were stunned as they watched their company commander's confident face.

to be frank.

Li Feng's confidence is captivating.

Under Li Feng's verbal enticement.

Looking at the series of earth-shattering changes that have already taken place.

The veterans exchanged glances and finally spoke slowly.

"Alright, Company Commander."

"We believe you."

Li Feng is the company commander.

The veterans ultimately said nothing more.

They followed the others, continuing to busy themselves with breakfast.

"Second-in-command, second-in-command!"

"The Eighth Route Army has started cooking again."

"Goodness, they even added meat this time."

"Dozens of kilograms of meat were cooked like this."

The room where the bandits were imprisoned.

A group of bandits were attracted early in the morning by the strong aroma of food.

The bandit's face was filled with nostalgia as he smelled the aroma of meat wafting through the air.

"It's been so long since I've had meat."

"I really want to eat it once."

"I wonder if the Eighth Route Army will give us any more food later."

"Ah~"

"You little rascal, what are you thinking about?"

"I was already being generous by giving you a meal last night."

“You have no relation to the Eighth Route Army, so why would they give you so much good treatment?”

"Of course we should give meat to our own people."

The bandit who was speaking swallowed hard.

They knew it very well.

The Eighth Route Army would never give them meat.

However, someone exploited this loophole.

"Wait~"

"The flesh of the Eighth Route Army should be given to our own people."

"Then let's join the Eighth Route Army and become one of them."

"Now we can eat meat."

Someone stepped forward and made a suggestion, and the others immediately realized what was going on.

Yes.

I almost forgot about that.

"Clever, clever."

"I wonder if the Eighth Route Army is still recruiting people."

"Following the Eighth Route Army isn't bad either; at least we can have enough to eat every day."

"Look, the Eighth Route Army has new equipment."

"It seems to be someone who came here recently."

"Machine guns, small cannons."

"The Eighth Route Army is so powerful, joining them wouldn't be a bad thing."

A group of bandits pondered silently.

The bandit's second-in-command, still lying down, was also deep in thought.

Now, we are surrounded by Japanese soldiers and puppet troops.

There are wars everywhere.

There's no peace anywhere.

I used to be a bandit just to make a living.

The leader is dead now.

These people are all alone and helpless.

The mountain stronghold fell into the hands of the Eighth Route Army again.

Even if the Eighth Route Army released them, what could they possibly do in this world?

Aside from becoming a bandit or a soldier, they either followed the Japanese invaders.

He was the kind of traitor that everyone cursed.

Despite being a bandit, the second-in-command also harbored patriotic sentiments.

They wouldn't betray their own people or act as lackeys for the Japanese.

That’s all.

The Eighth Route Army had a good reputation, and its weapons, equipment, and supplies were all good.

I thought about it for a moment.

The bandit's second-in-command had already made up his mind.

He joined the Eighth Route Army and fought alongside them against the Japanese invaders.

He slowly stood up from the ground.

The bandit's second-in-command arrived at the door.

The others were all excited when they saw the second-in-command's actions.