My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 254 A Group of Bandits

"How long has the man been gone?"

In the headquarters, Song Xilian asked the adjutant with two telegrams.

"Commander Liao just left for 10 minutes." Seeing the officer's eagerness, the adjutant replied honestly, not daring to hide it.

Just five hours ago, people in the communications department received a telegram from the Sichuan Army Corps, asking them to help convey to Liao Mingyu that the supplies had been robbed.

But when the telegram was first received, Liao Mingyu hadn't arrived yet. When the people came to the communications department, they didn't convey the matter in time due to negligence. They didn't realize the truth of the matter until the second telegram was delivered half an hour ago. seriousness.

"Asshole! Why didn't you report to me immediately? Did He Shaozhou have the courage to do such a thing!?"

Song Xilian was furious, what else could this group of people do?Liao Mingyu too...why didn't you come to me directly when something so big happened?

"Prepare the car immediately and catch up with Liao Mingyu and the others!"

Song Xilian pondered for a while, and decisively decided that it would be better to go there, because he always felt that something bad would happen.

Among the two telegrams he held in his hand, one was from the Sichuan Army Corps, while the other was from the stationmaster of the Dali Transportation Station. Armed confrontation.

A few hours ago, Zhao Gongming just set off from Kunming Airport today to transport a batch of equipment from the Sichuan Army to Zenda.

Dali is a transit point for materials, Zhao Gongming's transportation group will not only carry out the necessary supplies here, but also send a batch of materials from China to the Sichuan Army.

This time, Liao Mingyu exchanged a lot of things, weapons and equipment were second, mainly vehicles and gasoline, and the mighty team of dozens of trucks and jeeps was hard to be noticed.

This also gave He Shaozhou a chance to do something. He first asked his subordinates to stop the convoy on the grounds of inspection. Zhao Gongming immediately showed his tried-and-tested pass, but this time he got frustrated.

The members of the 8th Army didn't care about the green pass at all, and directly seized all the weapons and equipment on the vehicle under the pretext of suspecting that the source of the items was unknown.

But this group of people obviously planned for a long time, quickly controlled the entire transportation group with lightning speed, and then wanted to pull this batch of supplies into their own military camp.

He Shaozhou didn't want to do anything wrong. According to him, as long as those beautiful weapons were impounded, the convoy would let them go after a few days of impoundment.

Even if Liao Mingyu came to ask for things when the time came, he wouldn't be afraid. At worst, he would procrastinate, and there was no need to worry if his uncle was still in the military and political department.

Moreover, a large amount of medicine was found in the convoy, which further strengthened his idea of ​​eating this batch of supplies. The super high return was worth the risk.

It's just that He Shaozhou underestimated Zhao Gongming's vigilance. When he saw those people surrounding him, he knew that things were not easy.

Zhao Gongming quietly arranged for a few soldiers to run back with the radio, and immediately reported the situation to the Sichuan Army, and at the same time, he tried his best to delay the time.

It's a pity that Liao Mingyu happened to go to the headquarters at that time, but Meng Fanle also reacted quickly after receiving the news. He asked Kang Ya to pull out all the spare cars in the regiment, and took a company and rushed to Dali .

……

"Hurry up and drive me, and I will kill you all!"

An officer who looked like a colonel took out his pistol, pointed at Zhao Gongming and others and shouted angrily.

"Sir, there is nothing we can do. We have no reason to transport the supplies elsewhere without an order from our superiors. Otherwise, we will die if we go back. It doesn't matter whether you kill me now or not."

Zhao Gongming bit him to death and never drove until he got an order. If he was as good as a human being, he would have seen that this group of people was blocking the way.

In this case, he is not afraid of the other party shooting, because the nature of the shooting is different, and that Captain Liao will definitely not let it go, anyway, it is enough to hold the other party back, just like a hob. blah blah.

"You fucking!"

thump...

"Hey hey!"

The colonel was so angry that he kicked him to the ground. Zhao Gongming, who weighed more than 200 kilograms, rolled around on the ground, clutching his stomach and screaming again and again.

"Call me!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding soldiers rushed forward and punched and kicked Zhao Gongming and the others. Other soldiers in the transport group wanted to step forward to stop them, but they suffered a lot instead.

After tidying them up and passing them, the colonel walked up to the bruised and swollen Zhao Gongming with satisfaction, and said triumphantly, "Stop pretending to be a tough guy, you can save yourself a lot of trouble by being obedient, hurry up and let your soldiers drive!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming refused to get up anyway, as if he had been seriously injured, his expression was in pain, blood was still spitting out of his mouth, and those who did it were startled by his dying look.

The other soldiers who were beaten also imitated their regiment leaders and fell to the ground to become film kings, yelling non-stop, and the convoy couldn't leave after such a commotion.

The colonel was furious, and the dozens of trucks in the entire convoy could only stare blankly without a driver. I really didn't expect Zhao Gongming and others to have such tough bones.

I beat and scolded, and I'm not afraid of pointing a gun at someone. I came in a hurry and there were not many people in the team who could drive. What else could I do?
He didn't dare to shoot. He had no reason to do this kind of robber thing, and he was the only one who was unlucky if the commotion made a big fuss.

There was no other way, the colonel could only silently ask his army commander for instructions, and He Shaozhou cursed inwardly as useless trash, so he had to send a transport team to help transport the supplies back.

Such a delay gave Meng time. A group of people drove towards Dali non-stop in the car. After driving for more than 4 hours, they finally arrived at the transportation station.

But they were still one step too late. The convoy had already left the transport station and was on its way to the 8th Army station.

Meng Fanle deliberately went to inquire about it. The 8th Army's station was only 9 kilometers away from the transportation station. Fortunately, they didn't walk for long, so they turned around and chased after the convoy.

Meng Fanle understood very well that if he asked the other party to bring the supplies to the station, he would not be able to tell clearly. The pork left in his hand would leave oil, and even if the items were brought back later, the quantity would not be the same.

……

A large convoy was driving slowly on the winding road, and the colonel officer of the 8th Army leaned on the car seat triumphantly, humming a ditty with the shaking of the car.

Beside him was an adjutant with a mustache, his wretched little eyes kept rolling, staring at the team behind with some regret and said:
"Sir, what a pity, such a large convoy doesn't have a single box of ocean, so the brothers didn't get any oil and water."

"Boy, can't you see three truckloads of penicillin? That's more expensive than gold!"

The colonel gave him a disdainful look, as if suddenly thinking of something, he pulled the mustache's ears and whispered:
"Listen to me, find a trustworthy person to pack some medicine for me, and then sell it casually and not make a fortune?"

"Middle! Middle!" Hearing this, Mustache's eyes lit up with excitement, and he couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, and immediately seemed to get out of the car to make arrangements.

"Beep beep!"

At this moment, the road behind was billowing with dust and smoke, and several trucks suddenly appeared crazily driving towards them, and the jeep at the front was desperately honking its horn.

"Your uncle, stop everything for me!"

(End of this chapter)