Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"If you can't do it well, learn."

Lin Tian walked back to the armchair and sat down. "Who's born knowing how? I was a commander when I was eight. You're in your twenties and you're afraid of becoming a regimental commander?"

Ma Yongzhen gritted his teeth: "Yes! I will definitely do my best!"

Lin Tian then looked at Steward Sun: "Steward Sun, those children are in your care."

Manager Sun quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Sir, please tell me, I will definitely do my best."

"There are still many children like this in Shanghai—homeless, begging, trafficked—we need to take care of them all. Money is not an issue."

Lin Tian took a banknote from the drawer and placed it on the table. "This is a bank deposit certificate for 100,000 silver dollars. Take it first, and ask me for more if it's not enough."

Manager Sun's eyes widened, and his hands trembled.

"And another thing," Lin Tian continued, "I want you to be the detective chief of the Shanghai Police Station."

Manager Sun was stunned. A detective?

He was a dock manager, and he was also a detective?

"What? You don't want to?"

"Yes, yes!"

Manager Sun nodded repeatedly, bowing even lower, "I'm just afraid I won't do a good job..."

"If you can't do it well, learn."

Lin Tiandao said, "Yongzhen is recruiting soldiers, and you need to take care of the children and maintain order. You two are my right-hand men, so do a good job and I won't treat you unfairly."

Manager Sun's eyes reddened. He had been working at the docks for so many years, being ordered around and bossed around, but he had never been valued like this before.

He wiped his eyes, his voice choked with emotion: "Don't worry, sir, I will do my job well and live up to your expectations."

Lin Tian nodded, then looked at the others: "You will work under them. Those who want to work with Ma Yongzhen can go to Ma Yongzhen's side, and those who want to work with Manager Sun can go to Manager Sun's side. It's your choice."

Everyone expressed their opinions.

Some wanted to join the army with Ma Yongzhen, some wanted to go to the police station with Manager Sun, and some wanted to do both.

Lin Tian said, "Alright, it's settled then, Yongzhen. Go back and recruit people, and submit the list within three days. Manager Sun, go report to the police station and get the team up and running."

Ma Yongzhen stood up and saluted: "Sir, I'll go back and recruit people right away."

"Go."

Lin Tian picked up his teacup. "By the way, Yongzhen."

"exist."

"When recruiting soldiers, we must be careful to screen them. They should not have a criminal record, they should not be old soldiers, they should not be opium addicts, they should have a clean background, be able to endure hardship, and be obedient."

"yes!"

Ma Yongzhen turned and strode out.

Manager Sun followed behind, his legs still trembling, but not from fear, but from excitement.

As he stepped out of the command center, the sunlight was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

He squinted at the tanks, armored vehicles, and soldiers, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Detective Sun, congratulations!" someone joked.

Manager Sun glared at him: "Don't call me that, you haven't taken office yet."

"It's only a matter of time."

Manager Sun laughed, his smile stretching to his ears.

He recalled that ten years ago, when he first came to Shanghai, he worked as a porter at the docks, earning very little money each day.

He later became an outsider to the Green Gang and rose to a position as a manager at the docks.

Now, he's about to become a detective in the police station.

Life is truly unpredictable.

I've really met a benefactor.

Ma Yongzhen stood by the roadside, watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and clenched his fists.

Return to the dock and recruit soldiers.

He wants to recruit the best soldiers and train the strongest soldiers.

Follow the young master, fight the Japanese devils, kill traitors, and act on behalf of Heaven.

Ma Yongzhen's life has been worthwhile.

Inside the command post, Lin Tian sat alone in a grand chair, holding a teacup. Sunlight streamed in through the window, bathing him in its warmth.

Brigade Commander Chen walked in: "Sir, are you really going to appoint them as regimental commanders and detectives?"

"What? You think they're not good enough?"

"It's not that they can't be found out, it's just that their origins are unknown, and their abilities are also unknown..."

"Of unknown origin?"

Lin Tian laughed, "Commander Chen, we are also of unknown origin."

He took a sip of tea. "I've seen Ma Yongzhen's skills. He's a righteous person and knows how to act with discretion. People like him are worth cultivating."

Brigade Commander Chen remained silent.

"Moreover," Lin Tian put down his teacup, "we're new here and don't know anyone, so we need some locals to help us with things."

Ma Yongzhen is highly respected at the docks, and Manager Sun has extensive connections; if used properly, they can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"The commander is very thoughtful."

Lin Tian stood up and walked to the window. "If we remember correctly, this year Xiao Rizi planned the January 28 Incident and started the first Battle of Songlu."

Brigade Commander Chen chimed in, "Commander, you're right. Today is January 15th. If we hadn't captured Shanghai, our day would have come in 13 days."

"Come? We don't need them to come. We'll fight our way out. We're not going to be the ones who get attacked. Give Ma Yongzhen three days. After three days, head north and kill the Japanese devils."

……

The night was as thick as ink that couldn't be dissolved, and there were no stars in the sky over Shanghai.

Lin Tian's command post was brightly lit, and a huge military map on the wall was marked with dense red dots.

Those were Xiao Rizi's military outposts, airports, train stations, barracks, and armories in Northeast China.

Commander Chen stood in front of the map, pointing to the location of Heilongjiang Province.

"Sir, according to intelligence, the Kwantung Army has deployed a large force in Heilongjiang Province. Their airfields have old-fashioned fighter planes, their train stations are logistics hubs, and at least two divisions are stationed in their barracks."

Lin Tian sat in a grand chair, legs crossed, holding a cup of tea in his hand. "Let's make our move tonight."

He took a sip, speaking casually.

Brigade Commander Chen was taken aback, as were the officers beside him. "Tonight?"

"What? Do we need to pick an auspicious day?"

"The news of our capture of Shanghai should have reached Tokyo by now. Knowing the Japanese, they won't let this go easily. Rather than waiting for them to attack, we should strike first."

Brigade Commander Chen's expression turned serious. "Does the commander mean to take the initiative?"

"right."

Lin Tian pointed to the location of Heilongjiang Province, "The Northeast is the old stronghold of the Japanese devils, and the Kwantung Army is their elite force."

Once their stronghold is destroyed, they won't have the energy to cause any more trouble.

"But sir, our troops are still in Shanghai..."

"Who said we were going to send ground troops?" Lin Tian's lips slowly curled into a smile.

Brigade Commander Chen was taken aback.

"Let's go to the Spirit Spring Space."

Lin Tian led Commander Chen into the system space, and before opening the mall panel, he slid his finger across the virtual screen.

The J-20 fighter jet has a high unit price.

He glanced at his balance; he'd spent quite a bit on the heavy armored detachment last time, but it was enough.

A light tap with your finger.

"Purchase confirmed. One hundred units."

A flash of white light appeared, and a hundred J-20 fighter jets materialized out of thin air on the open ground outside the space.

The silver-gray fuselage, canard layout, and diamond-shaped nose gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

The cockpit canopy was open, and the bomb bay under the fuselage was full of missiles.

Brigade Commander Chen's breathing quickened. "Sir, this...this is a J-20?"

"right."

……