By ten o'clock in the evening, the tide had already passed half of the mudflats, and the Japanese corpses were basically submerged. Fortunately, the battlefield was almost cleaned, so Wang Zilong took his troops back to the seawall.

After counting, there were more than 1,200 large 38 covers collected, which were basically usable. There were more than 70 crooked handles, many of which were damaged. There were eighteen types of 92 heavy machine guns, but not even one was intact! There were dozens of grenade launchers, but the firing device had been destroyed and could not be used.

There were more than 2,000 Japanese soldiers who were annihilated today, so there were more than these weapons and equipment, but the rest were either thrown into the deep water by the Japanese or left in the mud. They had no more time to collect them.

In addition, there are more than 200,000 machine guns or rifle bullets and more than 2,000 grenades!

Looking at the mountains of weapons, equipment and ammunition collected, Wang Zilong couldn't help but sigh. If he could give him enough troops, with the seized weapons, equipment and ammunition, he could at least hold on for three more days and nights!

Sansha keenly noticed Wang Zilong's thoughts and advised again: "Camp, otherwise we should retreat!"

After pausing, Sansha said again: "Don't look at how many weapons and equipment and ammunition we have seized, what's the use? Without people, no matter how many weapons and ammunition are, it's useless!"

Prince Long was silent, and the words of the three fools were not justified at all!

"I said camp, you won't still have fantasies about Captain Zhong, right?" Seeing that Prince Long was silent, Sansha became anxious, "I said before that he could mobilize more than 100 Minzhuang people, so I..."

Speaking of this, Sanshu's voice stopped abruptly, as if he was being choked.

Wang Zilong looked up in surprise and saw Sansha looking behind him with a constipation on his face.

When Wang Zilong looked back, he saw that in the night, teams of Minzhuang had already entered the coastal defense position. The most conservative estimate was that there were at least a thousand Minzhuang people coming!

Wang Zilong was immediately happy and asked Sansha with a smile: "Sansha, what are you?"

"Okay, I'll lose!" Sansha put away his constipated expression and said, "But even if Captain Zhong really mobilizes all the Minzhuang in Jinshan County, what's the use? Can these Minzhuang fight? They haven't even touched the guns. It's great if you don't get scared to pee your pants when you hear the gunshot!"

Hearing this, Wang Zilong's face immediately became gloomy again.

Because Sansha is right, these people and soldiers don’t know how to fight!

At that moment, Wang Zilong found Zhong Yi and whispered: "Captain Zhong, are you sure you want to do this?"

Zhong Yi turned his head and glanced at Wang Zilong, waved his hand to Liang Feng and Niu Dan to take Min Zhuang away first.

"These are all ordinary people!" Wang Zilong said, looking at Min Zhuang who was walking away, "They are not soldiers, nor do they have the responsibility or obligation to defend their country!"

"Who said they have no obligation to defend their country?" Zhong Yi said, "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world!"

"Okay." Wang Zilong nodded and said, "Even if they have the obligation to defend their country, they have never received military training after all. What's the difference between sending them to the battlefield directly and asking them to die?"

"Then don't talk nonsense to me here!" Zhong Yi said coldly, "Get the time to train them!"

"What did you say?" Prince Long looked up suddenly and looked at Zhong Yi with an idiot-looking look, his face full of disbelief. He hurried the time to train them?

Zhong Yi recalled his eyes and mean, do you have any questions?

Prince Long groaned and said in a deep voice: "Captain Zhong, you are also from West Point Military Academy, so you cannot not know how difficult it is to train a farmer who has never touched a gun into a qualified soldier! Even if you are not disturbed, it will take at least three months!"

After pausing, Wang Zilong said again: "But now, how long can you give me?"

Zhong Yi raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said coldly: "It's past ten o'clock in the evening. The Japanese should be rushing to the beach at around six o'clock tomorrow. There are about eight hours left."

"Eight hours?" Prince Longha shouted, "You asked me to train farmers and fishermen who had never touched these guns into qualified soldiers within eight hours?"

"The standard can be lowered appropriately!" Zhong Yi said, "As long as they learn to shoot, they will not be scared to pee when they hear the gunshots, and then overcome the fear after killing people! Just these three points!"

"Just these three points? What you said is really light!" Wang Zilong clapped his hands and said, "The problem is, this is impossible!"

After pausing, Wang Zilong said again: "No more, I can't just overcome the fear of killing people. I can't catch hundreds of Japanese prisoners for their murder training, right?"

Zhong Yi's face collapsed, his eyes were as sharp as two sharp bayonets, piercing straight into Wang Zilong's eyes, and then said word by word: "Captain Wang, before you make a real attempt, it is best not to comment on anything that is impossible. Subjective conjectures will kill people!"

"Subjective assumption?" said Wang Zilong, "You said I am a subjective assumption?"

Zhong Yi said in a deep voice: "You have reached a conclusion without even trying. Isn't this a subjective assumption?"

"The question is, do you still need to try this?" said Wang Zilong, "This is simply impossible!"

"Okay, then I'll do it for you!" After saying that, Zhong Yi said in a deep voice, "In this way, you immediately send someone to erect more than a hundred wooden stakes on the seawall, and then send someone to collect more than a hundred Japanese corpses to tie them to them, and then send more than a hundred brothers to hide outside the seawall to control the arms of the Japanese corpses with small wooden sticks!"

Wang Zilong asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Yi did not answer and continued, "Tell me some simple Japanese words to my brothers, such as Baga, Shine, and Chinese pigs. Let them use small wooden sticks to control the movement of the Japanese corpse while using Japanese to curse!"

Wang Zilong reacted immediately and said, "Are you trying to forge the illusion that these Japanese are still alive?"

Zhong Yi nodded and said, "Be careful to keep it confidential. Once this matter leaks out, the effect will be greatly reduced!"

"I understand!" Wang Zilong glanced at Zhong Yi deeply, turned around and left.

Watching Wang Zilong leave, Zhong Yi quickly caught up with Liang Feng and the others.

At this time, Liang Feng and Niudan had already brought more than 3,000 Minzhuang to a silt field near Haiyue Temple, which was also the shooting training ground chosen by Zhong Yi for them!

In the silt field, the security team's team members had prepared the 38th cover that had been seized.

Without any extra nonsense, Zhong Yi directly signaled the group to shoot the people, one of them!

However, at this time, many people's strong emotions recurred and they regretted it again!
Chapter completed!