My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 39 The Krupp Chuan Legion gathers together!

"Xing Fuquan?"

Liao Mingyu thought about it in his mind, as if he remembered that there was no such person in the original play.

Shaking his head and thinking about it no more, there are so many expeditionary forces in Burma, and an insignificant person really can't make too many waves in this lake.

"Well, you and your soldiers will be incorporated into my regiment first. We are marching towards Nantianmen. There are many people and great strength, so you won't be afraid to meet little devils along the way."

"That's great, dare I ask who you are...?"

"My name is Liao Mingyu, the captain of the Sichuan Army Corps." Liao Mingyu said sternly.

The former head of the regiment, Xing Fuquan hurriedly straightened his posture and saluted Liao Mingyu: "It turned out to be the head of Liao, disrespectful and disrespectful, and Xing Fuquan, the lieutenant's staff member of the new 5nd Division of the 22th Army, will report to you!"

Liao Mingyu introduced the backbone of the Sichuan Army to Xing Fuquan, and everyone was very happy, and more than 100 veterans joined, which made the strength of the Sichuan Army rise again.

Moreover, Xing Fuquan was a kind and polite person, and greeted everyone with a smile.The battle scene on the hillside just now also won the recognition of the veterans of the Sichuan Legion.

Greeting everyone to clean the battlefield and treat wounded soldiers, many of Xing Fuquan's more than [-] people were injured, which made the veterinarian's medical team busy for a while.

When everyone returned to the main force, Meng Fan looked up at the extra group of people, smiled and flattered and said, "Hey, our group seat is really capable, we went out to fight the autumn wind and recruited a group of people for us. "

"Nonsense! If you don't have the skills, you can still be the leader of these bastards? You say so, Battalion Commander Meng Da." Liao Mingyu couldn't help but scolded with a laugh.

"Mengfan! Why are you here!?"

Xing Fuquan in the team noticed Meng Fanxiao and shouted in surprise.

Meng Fan was also taken aback and looked at the lieutenant with a black, gray and bloodstained face. He didn't recognize it for a while, and asked in confusion, "Who are you...?"

"Hey, you are so annoying, you don't even know your old comrades! Take a good look at it."

Xing Fuquan took off his steel helmet, wiped the dirt on his face, and said seriously to Meng Fan again.

"You're Lao Xing!?" Meng Fan said in surprise. He really didn't expect to meet old comrades in this exotic jungle.

"Haha, you have eyes, what's the matter? You're doing well now. You're already the battalion commander." Xing Fuquan joked and walked over to hook Meng Fan's neck.

"That's not it, where can the little grandfather hang out? Alas, pay attention, my soldiers are still watching."

Meng Fan pushed him in disgust and scolded him with a smile.However, his eyes were also full of joy to see his comrades-in-arms again.

"So you two know each other." Liao Mingyu was also a little surprised.After going out to fight a battle, he brought back an old comrade-in-arms for this kid.

"Reporting to the group seat, this person is a comrade-in-arms of my former army. We were the first to carry guns in a company." Mengfan immediately reported to Liao Mingyu.

It turned out that Xing Fuquan was a comrade-in-arms of Meng Fan's old army. Meng Fan knew him when he first joined the army.

After fighting back and forth for four years, Meng Fan was willing to play dead on the battlefield in order to survive, and finally became a deserter, and Xing Fuquan followed the troops to many places, and finally came to the Myanmar battlefield.On the battlefield in this foreign country, it is really embarrassing to meet the comrades of the old army.

After everyone chatted for a while, Liao Mingyu ordered the troops to move on.

At this moment, the Japanese army on the periphery is madly chasing and killing the expeditionary soldiers in the jungle. They compare this behavior to hunting, and the prey are the soldiers who do not know how to resist. Xing Fuquan's troops are only one of them. Just one.

The troops continued to walk through this dense jungle, and Liao Mingyu discovered an interesting thing while walking.

A chubby soldier nibbled with dry food as he walked.After a while, he ate the few noodles in his hand, and he was still not satisfied looking for someone to eat, and the people next to him stayed away from him with their faces speechless.

"Is there anything to eat, I'm hungry."

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat in one day, you can eat no one in a row of turtles!"

The veteran on the side scolded him in disgust: "Krupp, you have eaten up the dry food for several of the old men. Are you still hungry? Go and find something to eat in Japan!"

"Huh?! Krupp?"

Liao Mingyu pricked up his ears when he heard the name, and his heart burst with joy. This guy was also in the team.

He hurriedly took a few steps forward and shouted at the people in front: "That fat man, yes, the fattest one, get out!"

"Oh, it's over. I'm afraid the group thinks he can eat too much and wants to coax him out."

"Who told this kid to eat or sleep all day long, who would be happy to let him stay in the team." Several veterans muttered in a low voice.

At this time, Krupp, who was dark-skinned, fat-headed and big-eared, and looked a little dull, walked out of the team.

"Sir, what's the matter?" Krupp asked cautiously.I don't know why the head of the regiment suddenly stopped him.

"I heard them call you Krupp? It doesn't sound like a name, is it the Krupp from the Krupp 105 howitzer?" Liao Mingyu said to him with a smile.

Krupp smiled naively: "Yes, sir, it's that Krupp."

Looking at this naive big fat man, Liao Mingyu was also full of emotion, don't look at his stupid appearance, but he is very wise.

In fact, he is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart. He has studied abroad and went to the German artillery school to study. According to the time, he was a rare intellectual.How can someone who is not smart enough to understand the professional knowledge of artillery's range curve degree.

And this guy is loyal. In the original time and space, Long Wen committed suicide. He was the first person to take out a gun to kill himself and follow Long Wen.

Scholar die for the confidant!

"You know that cannon, what's your real name?" Liao Mingyu asked with a frown.

"My name is Shi Xiaomao. My father sent me to Germany to study mechanics, and as a result, I learned artillery. I used to be artillery, the main shooter of PAK37 anti-aircraft guns, and fought Japanese tanks."

Krupp scratched the back of his head, and said honestly with a thick reflex.

"Have you fought a small Japanese tank?"

"I've beaten the tofu with chopsticks, and I'm wearing it. The Japanese tanks are easy to beat, but the German tanks are not easy to beat."

When it comes to shooting, Krupp has a serious face.

"Fuck it, have you been to Europe and seen what happened to the German tanks?" Meng Fan's face was full of disbelief. The fat man really said he was fat and he was gasping for breath.

"There are no guns here..."

Krupp lowered his head and muttered.

"There will be, there will be!"

Liao Mingyu patted his chest and said to him: "I promise you, when you return to Chanda, you will definitely let you use the Krupp cannon!"

Krupp's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed happily: "Really, sir, as long as you feed me, I'll hit anyone you want me to hit!"

"Ha ha!"

Liao Mingyu laughed dumbly, this guy, in his mind, besides eating, he can't hold anything else in his head.

This is good, including Krupp, the cannon fodder backbone of the Sichuan Legion has gathered together! !

(End of this chapter)