You were tasked with guarding the Sihang Warehouse, and you brought out a Tiger tank?

The contribution of livestock such as donkeys and horses to the combat effectiveness of the army is obvious.

Otherwise, the most elite standing divisions of the Japanese army wouldn't be called "Horse-drawing Divisions," and the infantry divisions of the Hanseatic Army wouldn't have 4800 horses for pulling, transporting, and riding.

Since there were no livestock, the soldiers had to carry heavy machine guns, mortars, and ammunition boxes on their shoulders during the march.

As for mountain guns, field guns, and even cooking vehicles, long-distance marches were impossible without horses.

Unfortunately, even the simplest livestock such as donkeys, mules, and horses were in extremely short supply in the Republic of China's army at that time.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng sighed.

The vast majority of able-bodied men conscripted by the Nationalist government during the War of Resistance were used as livestock, forced to carry heavy loads on long marches without being fed, and eventually died of exhaustion on the road.

That's why he wanted to exchange for a donkey cart; he couldn't very well be a transmigrator conscripting men, could he?

I can't afford to lose face like that.

After finishing the affairs of the Second Battalion and getting to know the four newly appointed lieutenant-level officers, Lin Feng chose one he liked to be the battalion commander. Then, he sent Zhao Dashan to take the newly arrived Second Battalion to familiarize themselves with the camp, divide up the dormitories, and set up the training area.

Then he turned his attention back to the First Battalion.

At this time, the battalion had four companies that had been converted from other units. Compared with the new organization, it lacked command teams and mortar teams.

Without further ado, keep producing units and replenish them!

First, spend 89 exchange points to exchange for a new battalion headquarters and directly subordinate units, and then spend 201 exchange points to equip three of the companies with a command squad, a sniper team, a mortar, and a donkey cart.

Current exchange points: 179

This brand-new, more combat-effective First Battalion of the Security Regiment has emerged out of nowhere.

As for the remaining infantry company and the discarded grenade launcher squads, Lin Feng didn't waste them; he reserved them all for the 4th Battalion of the Security Regiment.

He planned to continue building up the 3rd Battalion with elite system soldiers once he had more money.

The 4th, 5th, and 6th battalions were formed from conscripted militiamen. However, he was still not confident in the combat effectiveness of these militiamen, so the remaining system infantry company would be disbanded later, with officers serving as the backbone to lead the militiamen.

Grenade launchers served as a supplement to their firepower.

This is Lin Feng's military strategy: system soldiers as the main force, and recruited militia and new recruits as auxiliary forces.

Is it a bit much for a security regiment to have six battalions under its command?

That's all because the Zhejiang Provincial Security Command only gave him the status of a security regiment.

If we just gave him the establishment of 1 division, 2 brigades and 4 regiments, wouldn't that solve the problem?

Lin Feng was sitting in the tiled house, daydreaming happily, when the orderly and Zhao Dashan came in together.

"Report! A reply from the Provincial Security Command."

Lin Feng had already written a brief report on the raid on the Wang family's property and sent it up.

Now the reply arrived, and upon receiving the telegram, he saw only a few words on it:

"Regarding the Wang family case, this is a matter of great importance, and the provincial government has dispatched a special commissioner to investigate. Until the commissioner arrives, the status quo must be maintained, and no unauthorized disposal of Wang family members or assets is permitted. Furthermore, regarding the injuries and deaths of the Japanese personnel, it is imperative to handle the matter properly and avoid causing any trouble."

"Handle it properly? Avoid causing trouble?"

Lin Feng crumpled the telegram into a ball and casually threw it into the trash can.

This telegram is very interesting.

He neither said he was right nor wrong; he simply used the tactic of "delaying".

"Commander, what should we do? Should we stop?" Zhao Dashan, who had been following Lin Feng, asked.

Stop my ass.

Lin Feng sneered:

"When a general is in the field, he may disobey the emperor's orders. The provincial commissioner is still on his way; by the time he arrives, it will be too late."

"Pass down the order."

The system has been upgraded to Level II, and there are so many good items in the exchange list, just waiting for him to exchange them with his money. He's only managed to get two fully equipped battalions, and he hasn't even gotten the artillery and armored troops yet. He's short on money, so Lin Feng decided to go all out:

"The entire regiment is on high alert. All soldiers, continue to intensify your training, especially shooting and grenade throwing. Train like there's no tomorrow."

"Furthermore, send men to seal off all of the Wang family's shops and warehouses in the county. Anyone who dares to obstruct them should be arrested on suspicion of treason."

"Yes."

Once the order was given, someone would naturally carry it out.

Lin Feng stood by the window, looking at the bustling training ground outside.

His forces are far from sufficient.

In the Battle of Shanghai, the National Revolutionary Army (NRA) deployed 60 troops, while the Japanese deployed nearly 30. Both sides deployed their army, navy, and air force simultaneously, and the NRA's navy and air force were basically wiped out.

Faced with the upcoming battle involving a million-strong army, his current force of over a thousand men would be nothing more than a large ripple.

Lin Feng muttered to himself:

"Let the bullets fly a little longer."

-----

That night, a message spread like a thunderclap throughout the entire Great Xia.

Outside Beiping City, the Japanese, under the pretext of conducting military exercises, demanded to enter Wanping City to search for a missing soldier.

After being firmly rejected by the defenders of Daxia, the Japanese troops brazenly opened fire and launched an attack on Wanping City and Lugou Bridge.

The 29th Army, the defenders of Daxia, fought back fiercely.

The War of Resistance Against Japan has begun!

-----

The next day, July 8th.

The whole country was in an uproar.

The front pages of major newspapers are all filled with bold, large-print headlines:

Japanese soldiers bombard Wanping City

The 29th Army Rises Up to Resist Japan

"Beijing and Tianjin are in danger! North China is in danger! The Great Xia nation is in danger!"

The Northeast is gone, Shanhaiguan is gone, the outer Great Wall is gone.

Now the Japanese have their sights set on Beijing and Tianjin.

If we retreat further and compromise further, then the Great Xia Dynasty will be gone.

This time, public opinion across the country is unprecedentedly unified: we must fight.

Reporters from newspapers across the country flocked to Lugou Bridge to conduct on-the-spot interviews, quickly spreading the truth about the Japanese invasion and the heroic fighting spirit of the people and soldiers of Daxia throughout the country and even the world through newspapers.

This caused news of the Japanese provocation to quickly transcend geographical limitations and become the focus of national attention.

In Qing County, Lin Feng naturally also saw the reaction.

Zhao Yushu, who had been sent back to his hometown, returned and couldn't wait to describe it to Lin Feng as soon as he entered the door.

"Cousin, cousin, have you heard? Fighting has broken out in Beiping."

Zhao Yushu was covered in sweat, but his face showed an unusual excitement as he waved a newspaper in his hand:

"Several hundred students from the county high school took to the streets, holding banners and chanting slogans like 'Down with Japanese imperialism' and 'Defend North China.' They are protesting in front of the county government building and also holding a fundraising event."

He paused, then patted his chest proudly: "I also joined in the fun and donated 100 silver dollars on the spot."

"100 silver dollars?"

Lin Feng was drinking tea when he almost spat it out.

He looked Zhao Yushu up and down with a strange expression.

"Where did you get 100 silver dollars? That's more than a year's salary for a highly skilled worker in our county. You spend your time eating, drinking, and having fun; how much money do you have in your pocket?"

Zhao Yushu blushed, scratched his head, and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Um... Master Lin gave me 2 French francs and a silver dollar this time, saying it was for you. I... I acted impulsively today and donated the silver dollar."

Lin Feng: "???"

Three big question marks appeared on his forehead.

He couldn't help but think to himself: Good grief, you took the money my cheap dad Lin Wenbin gave me and used it to donate and show off?

What is this? Being generous with other people's money?

However, seeing Zhao Yushu's enthusiastic expression, Lin Feng's anger subsided.

It's all about donating money to fight the Japanese, so let's just say we've already donated.

These days, having this kind of heart is better than anything else.

"Alright, the donation's done." Lin Feng waved his hand. "Let's get down to business. How's things at home when you went back this time?"

Zhao Yushu then remembered the important matter and quickly said seriously:

"Cousin, I heard you raided the Wang family's house? You've got guts! Well done! That Wang family always bullies men and women; they should have been dealt with a long time ago."

He started by showering him with flattery before saying:

"When I went back this time, I showed your letter to the old man. After reading it, he remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed, saying that he was willing to listen to you and sell his property to seek refuge in the southwest."

"In addition..." Zhao Yushu chuckled, "After I got back, I told the old man about your bandit suppression and your plan to reorganize the security regiment to fight the Japanese, embellishing the story."

The old man was moved to tears, saying, "You've finally turned over a new leaf and are willing to dedicate yourself to serving your country."

"So, the old man didn't advise you to abandon the security regiment and run away with your family. Instead, he asked me to bring you 2 yuan as military expenses."

"Also, the old man has sent the family's second steward, Lin Peiji, and the accountant's son, Wang Suanpan, to help you."

As he spoke, Zhao Yushu called out to the door, "Come in."

The curtain was lifted, and two people walked in.

A man in his fifties, dressed in a long gown, with a shrewd and capable face, was none other than Lin Peiji, the second steward of the Lin family.

The other man, in his early twenties, wore round glasses and held an abacus in his hand. He looked refined and was the accountant's son, Wang Suanpan.

"Young Master!"

Upon seeing Lin Feng, the two bowed in unison.

Looking at the two of them, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

Even though the original owner was a good-for-nothing playboy, when it came to fighting the Japanese and sacrificing himself for his country, his cheap father really didn't hesitate to give him money without saying a word.

This is the Great Xia Dynasty at this time.

This is the backbone of the Daxia people.

Fighting the Japanese invaders and resisting Japanese aggression to save the nation is a consensus of the entire nation, a spirit ingrained in its very bones.

It is precisely because of this foundation, and because of countless people like my father who were willing to sacrifice their families for the country, that this nation and this people have been able to rise from the ashes and be reborn from the ashes in one calamity after another.

"well!"

Lin Feng stood up, walked up to the two men, and patted them hard on the shoulders.

"Uncle Peiji, Suanpan, you've come at just the right time. I'm short-handed."

Lin Peiji bowed and said, "Young Master, you flatter us. The Master said that we were sent here to share your burdens. If you want to fight the Japanese, that is a great thing that will bring honor to our ancestors. We old bones would be willing to do it even if it meant filling a ditch."

Wang Suanpan adjusted his glasses, his face serious: "Young Master, although I'm not good at fighting, I'm quite capable at accounting and managing money. Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a clear understanding of the security regiment's accounts."

"good!"

Lin Feng laughed loudly, his heroic spirit soaring even higher.

They had money, people, and guns.

The curtain has been raised on the War of Resistance against Japan. Lin Feng, too, will lead his security regiment to venture into this chaotic world and carve out a bright and just future.