My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 483

"salute!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout from the guards outside the team, and a jeep drove into the gate of the resettlement camp.

Sitting in the back row, Long Wenwen, with his legs crossed, was holding the back of his head and squinting at the people around him. He saw his military cap on one side and the neckline wide open, and his sloppy appearance was really annoying. If it wasn't for the golden face on the collar The rank of major general indicated his identity, so he thought where did this guy come from.

Long Wenwen sat up and looked around, and blurted out: "What's the matter, where is the silent mourning? Where's the dragon? The dragon! Tell me what's going on."

"I'm coming…"

Milong quickly ran back, raised his hands in a respectful salute, and shouted: "Reporter, so far... 59 recruits have been recruited, and the main volunteers are too few."

Grandma, after working for a long time, there are only fifty or so people, do you have the nerve to say?

Long Wenwen stood in the car and frowned. The scene was deserted. The people in the resettlement camp squatted aside with indifferent expressions, as if nothing could arouse their interest. It seems that the imagined situation is far from the reality. .

Looking at Milong again, there is a table and a bench, and a high platform is set up next to it, and there is a wooden board with a notice on it, the content is nothing more than recruiting words, deserted and nothing new, so that talents can be recruited Strange.

Long Wenwen got out of the car and walked up to the high platform. He kicked the wooden plank away and scanned the circle with sharp eyes. The veterans and civilians below all looked at him curiously, not knowing what this senior official would do next.

Looking at the expressionless faces in the audience, Long Wenwen also felt mixed feelings. Now they look like zombies who are neither human nor ghost. Most of them are shirtless and only wear trousers, with sunken cheeks and skinny chest. It looked very poor.

"Everyone listened to the order and separated the soldiers and civilians in the resettlement camp. Starting today, the veterans who belonged to the expeditionary force can have three meals a day, as well as meat to eat, clean clothes, and a doctor will check their bodies. See Why are you staring at me? Hehe... If you want to, just let me move faster!"

The originally deserted crowd suddenly started whispering. It seemed that the officer was going to recruit soldiers. Many veterans shrank their necks and hid in the crowd. No one wanted to be arrested again, but they heard that they could eat three Dun still had new clothes to wear, and this group of people became restless in an instant.

"Don't mess around, come one by one! I heard you were not mentioned!"

"Come to my place to line up! Report the number of your original unit, come one by one!"

"It's not the expeditionary army. Don't join in the fun. Are you a soldier? Just join in? Get out!"

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As expected, human nature seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. Although Liao Mingyu allocated part of the military rations to the resettlement camps to help these people, the quantity is limited after all, and it is not bad to be able to guarantee two light meals a day.

Now that he hears that he will be treated differently if he reports his army number, who would hide his identity as a soldier?

Long Wenwen was very satisfied with this, and even winked at Milong proudly, as if to say... Do you see it, you have to use your brain to get things done.

There are many guys in the crowd who want to fish in troubled waters. They are actually common people in Myanmar, and they want to sneak in and enjoy better treatment.

It is also very simple to distinguish them. First of all, it is their clothes. Although they are so hungry that only a pair of skin and bones are left, most of the soldiers can still see the tattered military uniforms and trousers. The second is language. Reporting the number of the unit that you belonged to originally, this is not something you can get in if you want to.

The registration point became overcrowded in an instant. With the efforts of the soldiers of the third regiment, no greater chaos was caused. In half a day, more than 1 veterans of the expeditionary force were screened out.

Long Wenwen also fulfilled his promise, and found someone to set up a few large pots in the resettlement camp, chopping vegetables, stewed meat, and making noodle dough. In the big camp, those bastards were so greedy that they drool.

Each veteran was given a large bowl of luncheon meat stewed cabbage soup and two steamed buns of white flour. The canned luncheon meat that the soldiers vomited was a delicacy they had never tasted in their mouths. swallow.

Then the soldiers brought clean expeditionary army uniforms, as well as some daily necessities such as water bottles, bullet belts, helmets, etc. After they all changed their outfits, they looked refreshed instantly. Although their bodies were still a little thin, their spirits were refreshed. .

Long Wenwen stroked his chin and thought to himself, despite the fact that there are quite a lot of veterans over 1, not all of them are qualified to join the army again, and some of them are wounded or disabled. It is estimated that a large number of them will be wiped out by the physical examination.

At this time, his eyes turned to the other people in the resettlement camp. Those ordinary people were envious, but their status dictated that they had no choice but to open their mouths and eyes and watch their former companions enjoying themselves.

"Hey, do you want to eat meat too?"

Long Wenwen showed a sly smile again, what he wanted was such a reaction, otherwise how would the army develop.

"You can get the same treatment as them. Have you seen those people in white coats? When you go there, someone will give you a physical examination. As long as you pass the test, you can be like them. Can you hear me clearly!?"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a sensation like a depth bomb. Who doesn't want better treatment, even if they know that there is a price to pay, as long as they can get out of the current predicament, it doesn't matter.

Except for some local aborigines who can't do anything because of the language barrier, many overseas Chinese who can speak Chinese are rushing to join the army.

There must be many unqualified people among them, but there are always some suitable generals among the dwarfs. After all, there are nearly 10 people in the three resettlement camps. It should not be a problem to screen out 3 or [-] people to join the army.

You must know that these people all survived the two years of inhuman torment by the Japanese army. The women, children, old and weak basically died long ago, and the rest are young and middle-aged men with good physical fitness.

In order to attract people, Long Wenwen also worked hard, and he did not hesitate to get out the armaments and materials of his third division to meet the needs, just to have enough soldiers to supplement the troops.

Now the country can no longer count on it, and there is still intentional or unintentional suppression in the west of Yunnan. It is impossible to give them half of the soldiers, and everything has to be done by themselves.

……

Liao Mingyu, who is far away in the Lashio headquarters, does not know all this for the time being, because there are more important things waiting for him to do now.

"Master System, I have taken down the whole of Mandalay, now let's talk about how to establish a base."

(End of this chapter)