Lost and Spy

Chapter 1981 Chaos Eyebrows
When Meng Shaoyuan arrived in Meimiao, a large number of officers and soldiers of the Chinese Expeditionary Force had already gathered here.

The 200th Division and the new 22nd Division who were withdrawn from the same ancient front line were sent to liaise with the 38th and 96th Divisions.

But there is only one sentence to describe it:

Chaos!
Yes, chaos.

There is no command and coordination at all.

All the troops sent can only find their own way.

There are also many British people here. The problem is that they don't seem to want to maintain order here.

The only thing they care about is that once the Chinese do something that they think is detrimental to the interests of the British Empire, they will immediately come up loudly to stop it.

Perhaps in the eyes of these British people, it is their allies that should be guarded against, rather than their enemy, the Japanese army!

The Japanese came, nothing more than to escape.

But if the Chinese are allowed to do whatever they want in Burma, the face of the gentlemen of the British Empire is likely to be lost.

I don't know what was going on in the minds of these gentlemen of the British Empire.

Meng Shaoyuan thought of a sentence:

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but of pig-like teammates!

If you don't believe me, take a look, the two expeditionary forces fighting against ancient times, needless to say the 200th Division.

The new 22nd Division is not as good as the 200th Division except that it is mechanized, and it is also a first-class unit in the national army.

Will be the soul of soldiers.

Qiu Qingquan, the former commander of the new 22nd Division, was a top student at the Whampoa Military Academy, and he was the first in every examination in every subject.

Go to the German Army University for further study, under the tutelage of Guderian.

He took the lead in the war, and he was the first to charge when he got on the tank. He was called "Crazy Qiu".

Graduated from the French Army University with a major in mechanized cavalry, he is a moral model who does not smoke, drink, or play cards, and is honest and self-disciplined.

But when the war broke out, it was the second "Crazy Qiu".

This is Jiang Baili's "No. 1 soldier in Hunan after Cai E".

Under the guidance of Qiu Qingquan and Liao Yaoxiang, the New 22nd Division is a group of soldiers howling like wolves.

But it was the trump cards of these two Chinese armies. Under the "full support" of the British, a good battle turned into a defense battle and a breakout battle.

Meng Shaoyuan was really speechless.

He took a platoon of soldiers as the vanguard of the advance battalion, Mei Miao, who arrived first by truck.

Several British troops, led by a major, stopped the truck.

Meng Shaoyuan signaled, and Li Zhifeng jumped out of the truck with two guards.

The British second lieutenant said a few words arrogantly.

Li Zhifeng has learned a lot of English after following Chief Meng for such a long time.

When they heard what the other party meant, they wanted to requisition their trucks.

"no!"

Li Zhifeng flatly refused.

Where did the British major think that a Chinese soldier would dare to refuse his request?
He immediately chattered a lot.

Although Li Zhifeng's English is poor, he still understood a few words of "national curse" in English.

Without even thinking about it, he spat out a mouthful of phlegm with a "bah".

The British major was startled, and then roared angrily.

"Pooh"!
Li Zhifeng's second mouthful of phlegm flew over again, right in front of the major.

The major was furious and was about to make trouble, but he never expected that Li Zhifeng had already drawn his gun and pointed it at him.

When did the dignified military officer of the British Empire encounter such an incident, and when did he encounter such a humiliation?

But the other party is obviously stubborn.

"What's the situation?"

At this moment, Meng Shaoyuan came out of the truck and asked slowly.

"Report sir, the British are trying to steal our car."

Li Zhifeng said angrily.

"For the record, the vanguard of the 200th Division of the Chinese Expeditionary Force arrived in Meimiao and was robbed by the British army. Our officer Li Zhifeng was insulted by the British officer and rose up to resist."

Meng Shaoyuan said with a sneer: "Stand at attention, salute!"

The British major was baffled.

Meng Shaoyuan's face became serious: "We are the Allies, I am a lieutenant colonel, and you are a major. When a junior officer sees a senior officer, he is arrogant and rude. Is this the upbringing of your British officers?"

Seeing that the British major hadn't moved yet, Meng Shaoyuan said coldly: "Set up the machine gun for me. If you don't respect the officer, take them all away for interrogation!"

An arrogant British officer meets a group of even more arrogant Chinese soldiers.

Seeing that he was about to tear his face apart, the British major raised his hand in salute reluctantly.

"Fuck off!"

Meng Shaoyuan said in a deep voice: "Remember, if something like this happens again, it won't end so easily. Get lost!"

"Yes, sir."

The British major fled in embarrassment with his own people.

"If you encounter such a situation in the future, don't talk nonsense." Meng Shaoyuan patted the ashes on his clothes: "To treat the British who need to be beaten, talking nonsense with them is a waste of saliva. The best way is to beat them!"

"Yes!"

All the guards answered loudly.

Follow the officer, when did you suffer?

It doesn't matter if it's British or American.

"Scribe, let me record everything clearly. The British major contradicted his boss, refused to obey discipline, was arrogant and unreasonable, and destroyed the friendship of the Allies."

When Meng Shaoyuan said this, he still didn't forget to add: "Damn it, I'm the only one who can bully me. Why are British guys here to join in the fun?"

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Mei Miao's disorder was far beyond Meng Shaoyuan's imagination.

The liaison officers of each number didn't know where to find whom.

However, with the arrival of Meng Shaoyuan, all this quickly changed.

A sign "Coordination Office of the China-Myanmar-India Theater Headquarters" was hung up.

Meng Shaoyuan appointed himself as the director.

"Sir, you are trying to kill yourself." Li Zhifeng said "tsk tsk" endlessly: "You are too courageous to set up a coordination office without permission. Our chairman is the commander-in-chief of the China-Myanmar-India War Zone. In ancient times, you are a false biography. The imperial decree, you will be punished by the nine clans."

"Li Zhifeng, you will be my cousin from now on."

"Ah, why?"

"Otherwise, it's not your turn to punish the Nine Clans."

……

"Principal, the liaison officers of my various ministries have arrived in Meimiao. Your formation is in early April, and a high-level military meeting will be held in Meimiao."

"got it."

"One more thing, Mei Miao hung up a sign of 'Coordination Office of the General Command of the China-Myanmar-India Theater'."

"Oh, and this matter? Who hung it up privately?"

"Who else has such courage besides that person?"

"Who?"

The chairman was startled, and then realized: "Meng Shaoyuan?"

"That's right, it's Meng Shaoyuan."

"This man is getting more and more courageous. He hangs such a big sign without my permission, which is enough to be shot."

The chairman couldn't see how angry he was, he just shook his head: "However, he did well in Tonggu, and my husband, Xu Guo, doesn't need to be sent off, like a real soldier.

Let him mess around first, let's see which play he plans to sing in Mei Miao, if he does well, forget it.If he doesn't do well, even Dai Yunong won't be able to protect him this time, messing around, messing around all day long! "

(The one who spat twice and drew his gun to confront the British officer was Zhu Xichun, the staff officer of the new 22nd Division.)
(End of this chapter)