"In addition, a group of young men and women were mobilized to join the battlefield, which greatly reduced the pressure on logistics."

"It's just that the army at the front openly allows young men who have just been recruited and haven't learned how to shoot to start hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese. This is so inhumane!"

"Sir, you still need to give the order to stop it!"

"This group of young men was recruited mainly to transport ammunition and wounded soldiers for our troops."

"If we let them directly participate in the war now, doesn't it mean that they will be used as cannon fodder?"

"At the very least, we need to let them learn how to shoot before they can go directly to the battlefield to fight, right?"

When the middle-aged man Mr. He talked about this, his face turned slightly dark, his brows furrowed, and he gritted his teeth.

Obviously, this middle-aged man, Mr. He, was particularly shameless towards the behavior of the frontline troops...

The officer was silent and looked at the man in black, Mr. Nong, standing aside.

Mr. Nong, the man in black, suddenly raised his eyebrows...

"Mr. He, what are you talking about?"

"What kind of cannon fodder is not cannon fodder?"

"They are all fighting the Japanese, and they are all sacrificing their lives for the country! They are all heroes!"

"Our soldiers can fight bloody battles with the Japanese, so why not those hot-blooded young men?"

"With these hot-blooded young men fighting hand-to-hand with the Japanese at the front, our troops can launch a full-scale counterattack at the rear..."

"In this way, it can greatly reduce the casualties of our army and also delay the efficiency of the Japanese attack..."

"The longer we can delay this way, the greater the chance of reinforcements coming!"

"Mr. He, the young men you recruited are our fate, but our soldiers are not our fate?"
Chapter completed!