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

As soon as Zhao Yushu finished speaking, an elderly man with mobility issues, leaning on a cane, walked shakily up the platform with the help of others.

He walked up to Wang Shihe, raised his cane, and slammed it hard into Wang Shihe's back.

"Wang Shihe, you beast!"

You took a fancy to my daughter, and when you couldn't take her by force, you colluded with the Japanese military police to claim that my son was an anti-Japanese element.

You arrested my son, beat him to death in jail, and drove my daughter to suicide by hanging.

"Give me back the lives of my two children."

The old man cried his heart out, and the people in the audience were all moved, while the shouts of cursing were deafening.

Immediately afterwards, a worker who was missing an arm walked onto the stage.

He pointed at the nose of the fake police chief, Sun Yaozu, and cursed:

"Sun Yaozu, in order to curry favor with the Japanese, you forcibly seized our cotton mill."

They don't pay us wages, and they force us to work more than ten hours a day.

My arm was broken by one of your henchmen.

One victim after another stepped onto the stage.

One heinous crime after another was exposed in public.

During the Japanese occupation, these traitors did things that were ten times more vicious than the Japanese themselves in order to satisfy their own desires.

Hearing these tearful accusations, the eyes of the people in the audience turned red.

"Shoot them."

"Cut them into a thousand pieces."

The roars of tens of thousands of people converged, creating a deafening tsunami.

The traitors kneeling on the platform were so terrified that they soiled themselves and collapsed to the ground, unable to even beg for mercy.

Lin Feng stood up and walked to the front of the stage.

He raised his hand and pressed it down.

The square fell silent instantly, with tens of thousands of eyes focused on Lin Feng.

"Fellow villagers."

Lin Feng's voice, amplified through the tin loudspeaker, resounded throughout the entire square:

"A blood debt must be repaid with blood."

I hereby declare that Zhao Jinrong, Sun Yaozu, Wang Shihe, and 36 other traitors are guilty of heinous crimes and deserve to die.

"Execute him immediately by firing squad."

"Splash!"

Thirty-six execution soldiers simultaneously pulled back the bolts of their rifles, pointing the dark muzzles at the backs of the traitors' heads.

"Ready—Fire!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A burst of gunfire rang out.

Thirty-six traitors fell to the ground, their blood staining the ground.

After a brief silence.

A burst of cheers erupted in the square, as if the rooftops were about to be blown off.

Countless ordinary people were so excited that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the high platform.

"Lin Qingtian!"

"Long live General Lin! Long live the 33rd Army Corps!"

Lin Feng looked at the cheering crowd below the stage and knew exactly what was going on.

From that moment on, the hearts of the people of Qingcheng Port completely belonged to him.

That evening.

The backyard of the Governor's Mansion.

Zhao Yushu came running to report, carrying a thick account book:

"The search of the house has been completed."

Guess what?

These traitorous dogs are even more ruthless in their raids than the Japanese.

The valuables unearthed from Wang Shihe's house alone amounted to three large boxes.

That old bastard Zhao Jinrong was even more outrageous; he hid two large cellars of grain and silver dollars in his own house.

Lin Feng opened the ledger and glanced at the numbers...

Hmm, quite a lot!

Not counting currency, there were 2.6 million silver dollars and more than 3,000 taels of gold bars of various sizes.

A dozen or so trucks were filled with various antiques, paintings, calligraphy, and jewelry.

In addition, there were mountains of grain and cloth, as well as land deeds for large tracts of fertile land and shops around Qingcheng Port.

Although it wasn't as wealthy as the vaults in the Japanese banks, it was still a considerable sum, demonstrating just how ruthless these people were in plundering the people.

"Good heavens, these parasites."

Lin Feng closed the ledger and sneered:

"They have indeed saved up quite a bit of wealth for us."

Yu Shu, take some of the grain and cloth and set up relief points in the city tomorrow to distribute to the poor people who have suffered from the war.

The remaining land deeds and shops will all be confiscated and become the property of our legion.

"Understood." Zhao Yushu nodded repeatedly.

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In the days following the liberation of Qingcheng Port, Lin Feng was extremely busy.

The White Party leadership has yet to respond to his secret telegram demanding the bamboo mat from the Shandong provincial government.

Neither a reprimanding telegram was sent, nor any special envoy was dispatched to Qingcheng Port to interfere.

Lin Feng didn't pay much attention to it.

He knew perfectly well that by sinking three Japanese cruisers in one fell swoop, he had completely intimidated that guy in Jiangcheng, who was probably still numb.

Anyway, he didn't expect that the person in Jiangcheng would hand over power willingly.

While the other party stalled, he took the opportunity to gain a foothold in Qingcheng Port.

In the past few days, Lin Feng has focused all his energy on expanding his strength.

He set up several recruitment points both inside and outside Qingcheng Port in one go.

Under the guise of replenishing losses from previous battles, rebuilding the Qingcheng Port garrison and police force, and maintaining order in the city, they launched a large-scale recruitment drive.

With food, clothing, and salary provided, and the opportunity to fight the Japanese invaders alongside the great hero Lin Feng and protect the Great Xia, the news naturally drew a large following.

The people of Qingcheng Port were so enthusiastic about welcoming the 33rd Army Corps with food and drink that they practically overturned the tables.

In just a few days, more than 8,000 strong and healthy new recruits were recruited.

But these eight thousand new recruits were just a smokescreen that Lin Feng was using to put on the surface.

In reality, this was a cover for him to use the system to mass produce troops.

Having money and food in hand gives you peace of mind.

They ransacked the homes of so many traitors, along with confiscating the treasury of the Japanese Specie Bank and the assets of various Japanese trading companies.

Lin Feng is now incredibly wealthy.

So he directly invested over three million silver dollars, plus tens of thousands of merit points, and in one go, he created three full-strength German-equipped infantry divisions in the system.

The equipment of these three divisions was naturally the same as that of the previous German-equipped divisions.

The light weapons were all Mauser 98K rifles, and the squad and platoon leaders were all equipped with MP-40 submachine guns.

The machine gun firepower was even more insane; each company was equipped with both MG-34 and MG-42 general-purpose machine guns, and their sustained firepower was enough to completely overwhelm the Japanese Type 96 machine guns.

In terms of heavy weapons, each division has a directly subordinate artillery regiment equipped with 75mm and 105mm mountain and field guns.

Infantry regiments are heavily equipped with 120mm and 82mm mortars, providing extremely fierce indirect fire support.

To avoid suspicion, Lin Feng, in his capacity as deputy commander of the Fifth War Zone and commander of the Su-Lu Guerrilla Area, designated these three divisions as the First, Second, and Third Su-Lu Guerrilla Divisions.

The three divisions were combined into the First Army of the Su-Lu Guerrilla Force.

Nominally they were guerrillas, but in reality, they were a legitimate field main force division!

Any one of them could easily take on a full-strength brigade of Japanese soldiers head-on.

At this moment, inside the headquarters of the 33rd Army Corps.

The staff officers had already laid out a huge military map of the Jiaodong region on the table.

Lin Feng rested his hands on the edge of the table, looking at the key points marked on the map.

After capturing Qingcheng Port, in the past few days, in addition to commanding air raids on the Japanese fleet, confiscating Japanese assets, and holding public trials, his troops have also been busy.

The 112th Division and the newly formed 16th Division broke up into smaller units, which swept across the Jiaodong Peninsula in a fan shape, organized by regiment.

Good news keeps coming.

Weihaiwei, Denglai and other important coastal towns were successively recovered.

What pleased Lin Feng the most was that a regiment of the newly formed 16th Division successfully took control of the Linglong Gold Mine near Zhaoyuan County.