My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 396

"Two lieutenants, one chief... It's a pity that I couldn't catch the division commander, otherwise I could have gathered a mahjong table for them."

Holding the extremely sharp ivory katana, Long Wenwen complained helplessly.

There was a row of Japanese prisoners of war kneeling in front of him. Many devil officers were captured in this battle. Apart from the few double bars, there were also many lieutenants, and those with flowers on their collars were basically here.

"Baga! Stupid Huaxia pig! Don't think it will be a big deal to catch us with conspiracy and tricks. Dare you come to a duel between warriors with me!?"

One of the lieutenant assistants roared angrily, staring fiercely at Long Wenwen with his small eyes, with an expression of dissatisfaction.

The soldiers next to him were unmoved, but looked at him jokingly, as if expecting a good show to happen.

"What the hell are you talking about? My brain hurts from the noise."

"……what!"

Long Wenwen made a backhand knife, and used the back of the knife as a stick to slap the chief's face fiercely. A bloodstain appeared on the latter's face instantly, and the severe pain made him scream.

"You still dare to call!?"

Long Wenwen still felt that it was not enough, so he raised his leg to the head and kicked him to the ground suddenly, then stepped on the opponent's mouth with his big leather shoes, and pressed down hard.

"Wow... wow..." Zhongzuo's mouth was full of blood, and he spat out a few teeth from his mouth in pain. The sole of his shoe pressed his face so that he couldn't open his mouth at all, so he could only make a strange whimpering sound.

"Screaming again? Damn, you pretended to be a tough guy, and you didn't ask me for my name. Guang Dazuo killed several of you. Who the hell are you?"

If it hadn't been for Junzuo's telegram saying to catch as many big fish as possible so that he could hand it over to claim credit, these bastards would have already become his ghosts.

Long Wenwen carries an ivory samurai sword on his shoulders, steps on a small oriental Japan, and holds his head up, looking extremely arrogant.

"Brother Long, lock them up first, there are still many things to come."

Fang Jingyao walked slowly. Although his eyes were full of disgust for these little devils, he still knew that the overall situation should be the most important thing at this time.

"Hey, Staff Fang, how are the people on your side getting settled?"

Long Wenwen said with a smile, and those who are familiar with him can tell at a glance that once this guy shows this smile, he is definitely planning some bad idea.

"Well, it's all arranged. I also reported it to Junza. I really thank you this time."

"Hey... why are my brothers talking about this?"

Long Wenwen waved his hands and didn't care, turned his head and approached Fang Jingyao, and said quietly: "There are still a batch of new military uniforms in the warehouse, let them replace them first, but the weapons and equipment will have to wait until Nankan, don't worry, everyone Zodiac will not treat you badly."

"Hehe, well...thank you very much."

Fang Jingyao nodded and said sincerely.He knew very well that if it wasn't for Liao Mingyu's help, the Nanyang Self-Rescue Army would have vanished in smoke.

However, knowing the way, he also understands that if he completely boards this boat, he will no longer be under his control after the Salvation Army.

But after thinking about it, his life and those thousands of compatriots were saved by others, and the iron hooves of the Japanese army had already flattened the entire Southeast Asia. Even... counter attacking Malaysia.

Long Wenwen chuckled, the self-rescue army has four thousand people, and has dealt with the Japanese for a long time. Although they have not received systematic training, their combat effectiveness is at least better than that of recruits who have never fought.

Looking at the nimble and vigorous figures of this group of people in the woods, if they fight jungle guerrilla warfare, maybe the original group can't compare with them.

In any case, this group of people must be good soldiers to supplement their strength. If they can all join the third division, the strength of the third division will definitely be improved a lot.

……

"Good job, now the Japanese Southeast Asia Command must be impatient."

When Liao Mingyu received the battle report, he was full of praise for Long Wenwen's performance. As expected of the man known as the Dragon Monster, in terms of ability, it was more than enough for him to command a division.

"Hehe, he's a bitch, and he finally made us angry." Yao Ma also echoed.

At the beginning in Lashio, the First Regiment fought with the 53rd Division and almost lost its establishment. There were only more than 200 people left in the whole regiment. If Ah Yi hadn’t arrived in time, he and the two brothers might have died there. ghost place.

"It's annoying, I remember that Long Wenwen mentioned you to me many times, saying that you are a thoughtful kid, and you are more considerate than others." Liao Mingyu suddenly said when the topic changed.

If you want to trouble, this guy can be said to have the most potential among the old brothers of the Sichuan Army, except for Meng Fanle and A Yi.

Don’t look at him who is usually joking and flattering, but he always sees things to the point. He can manage his subordinates in an orderly manner even if he is eloquent. Excellent insight and good leadership are potentials that ordinary people don’t have, so cultivate them well There's nothing wrong with being a regimental officer.

"Ah? Hehe...how can it be? It's just so-so."

Yao Ma scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, but kept muttering in his heart, would that bastard Long Wenwen speak well for him?
"When Myitkyina is over, the troops will be readjusted, and the South Route Army will have to reorganize accordingly, or will you be transferred to his side as a deputy regiment?" Liao Mingyu joked with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the face that was full of smiles just now turned numb, and his face changed drastically in an instant. He raised his hands in horror and shook them, and hurriedly said: "No, no! Junzuo, please spare me."

"Hey! Didn't I ask you to be the vanguard to die, why are you so excited? Wouldn't it be good to give you a promotion?" Liao Mingyu looked at him speechlessly.

"Oh, Junzuo, you don't know, die, die, that tormented son is too good at torturing people, I don't know when I was in a bunch with him, I was tortured to death, it's really bad..."

Yao Ma's head was shaking like a rattle, and when he thought of that mean smile and the face of learning Sichuan dialect and telling him Brother Yao Ma, he felt chills all over his body.

Just kidding, I managed to get rid of that plague god's control, and now I'm going to be transferred under him to be the second child, isn't that fucking courting death?
Long Wenwen is a daring master, with a unique style of behavior that is completely unpredictable. He likes to act dangerously with small things and big things. If you go crazy, you will even be afraid of your own people. Among them, Yao Ma is the most experienced victim.

In the past, when we were in the same group, Meng Fanle was standing in front of the thunder. The latter's three-inch tongue was more or less comparable to Shila Shila. Now Junzuo has decided to transfer Fanla to the division headquarters. The chief of staff is now, isn't he "a sheep in the mouth of a tiger" by himself?

Seeing that Yao Ma looked like he had seen hell, Liao Mingyu was angry and funny, shook his head helplessly and said: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance, it's because you are useless."

"Yes yes yes, thank you Junzuo for your noble hand, except for the dead... You can transfer me wherever you want..." Yao Ma wiped the cold sweat from his head and said hastily.

"Are you so fucking afraid?" Liao Mingyu rolled his eyes, put his hands back and said in a deep voice, "Okay, let's talk about this later, the whole army is deployed, the target... Myitkyina!"

(End of this chapter)