My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 9
In the courtyard of the Sichuan Army Corps, Liao Mingyu was sitting in the center of the main room, with a map of the western Yunnan border bought from the black market on the table.

Holding a magnifying glass, he carefully studied the terrain and routes of Nantianmen and the British Army Airfield.The virgin jungle on the other side of Myanmar is known as a place where you can get lost with a map.

After ten days of short training, the cannon fodder finally managed to learn some simple group tactics.

Now they can probably understand what is alternate cover marching and what is a sub-group assault. What they lack is just the tacit sense of cooperation between the team members.What Liao Mingyu handed them was the simplest but most practical three-three group assault tactics.

Different from the triangular formation of the little devils, the three-three group tactics focus on the coordination between groups, rather than three people fighting each other in a group.It is an extremely efficient squad assault formation.

An infantry squad is divided into three groups, each of which forms a combat group. The three groups are dispersed and connected to each other. The distance between each group is about 20 meters. Alternate cover is provided at any time during the march.

It can be used as an inverted trapezoid for cover, or as a V-shaped arrow to disperse the attack.

The team members should not be compact, because in the jungle, the explosion of artillery, grenades and other objects generally explodes on the trees, and the shrapnel will fall down into a fan to kill, and spread out in formation can reduce casualties as much as possible.

There are also three-three formations that can maximize firepower in a short time and form crossfire.

Liao Mingyu recently spent a lot of money to buy 20 Sten submachine guns from the black market. It is said that an English officer secretly made them out of the British army. I don’t know how they got into the Zenda black market. There are more than 2000 shots. 9mm caliber pistols, in order to eat this batch of guns and ammunition, Liao Mingyu paid a lot of money.

The Sten submachine gun has a lot of infamy. This gun has a very high failure rate, loves to jam, the bullet is weak, and it is even prone to misfires.But he also has the advantages of low cost, small bullet dispersion, relatively good accuracy and high rate of fire.

Although it can't be compared with Thomson, it's time to stop using beanbags as dry food. It's good to have them.These 20 submachine guns were just allocated to the leaders of each combat group, which further enhanced the firepower between the groups.

However, on the day the gun was sent out, Liao Mingyu demanded that the bullets should never be loaded when there was no war. Even if the gun was loaded, always pay attention to the muzzle of the gun. Who knows if the rumors are true or not, otherwise the Oolong incident could happen. Stop crying.

In addition to the Sideng submachine gun, Liao Mingyu also went to buy some 7.92 bullets and 9mm bullets that were retailed on the black market. The consumption of submachine gun bullets is staggering, and there is no sufficient supply of bullets to support a battle. There are also domestically made grenades, binoculars, Compass, etc.Arm this unit to the teeth as much as possible.

Now the 93 people are divided into 3 platoons by Liao Mingyu, with 30 people in each platoon, and each platoon has 3 squads, consisting of nine soldiers and a squad leader. 20 submachine guns were issued, and at least one or two automatic weapons were guaranteed for each squad, so that the firepower of the squad was greatly improved.It means that the machine gun almost means, it is a Czech-style fan of the dragon.

"Tuanzuo, the batch of food purchased last time is almost finished. Shall we go buy some more this time?" Meng walked in and said in a hurry.

In the past ten days, Liao Mingyu changed the medicine for him three times, and this kid basically recovered.

"The legs are almost better, now I don't need a pestle and a stick to walk?" Liao Mingyu put down the magnifying glass, raised his head and asked with a smile.

Patting his knees, Meng Fan said proudly, "Hey, it's thanks to your high medical skills, otherwise, if the little master handed over to that old veterinarian, he wouldn't be able to saw his legs for me."

"Ah Qiu...!" Veterinarian Hao, who was still arranging the first aid kit next door, sneezed suddenly, wiped the snot from his mouth, and muttered, "Which god damned you?"...

Liao Mingyu got up and checked his bandages. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he said, "I'm afraid it's going to rain today. Don't get wet, kid. If you get infected again, I don't care about you."

"Don't worry, Tuanzuo, this leg is now more kissable than my mother and father, can I still have a baby?" Meng Fan said jokingly, and at the same time, he was grateful for Liao Mingyu's concern.

Liao Mingyu turned around and walked to the door, lit a cigarette, and silently watched the soldiers training outside shouting slogans.

"It's almost time"

"Sorry, go buy some pork, balsamic vinegar, and white noodles today, let the snake butt open a few cans of beef, and make dumplings at night. The two old hens bought two days ago should also be stewed together."

"By the way, come back with two more jars of soju, and I'll accompany the brothers to drink two drinks in the evening!" Liao Mingyu said with his hands behind his back.

"Tuanzuo, let's...are we going to the opposite side?" Meng Fan of Monkey King couldn't guess the meaning of Liao Mingyu's words.

"Um"

"This time, you are no longer cannon fodder!" Liao Mingyu said decisively.

Meng Fan's body trembled, took a deep breath, and gave a standard military salute to Liao Mingyu.

...in the evening, inside the compound.

Snake's butt was wrapping dumplings with a few soldiers who could cook. His chopper knife flew up and down on the cutting board, and chopped pieces of pork into fine minced meat.

"You cut the cabbage into smaller pieces. It's not good to cut such a big bag."

"The noodles should be rolled hard, and if you don't use force, you won't taste good." This snake butt is worthy of being a five-star chef in the Sichuan Army.The hands move and the mouth does not stop.

There are more than 10 cans of beef and two jars of soju on the chopping board.There is a large pot in the corner not far away. Two soldiers are adding firewood to the fire. There are two fat and tender old hens stewing in it. Wow~ That charming chicken soup smell can be smelled from half a Zenda. To... so greedy that these soldiers who just returned from training are haunted...

In the past few days, Yu Xiaoqing's soldiers also came to Chanda Town to organize a team, led by He Shuguang and Zhang Lixian for training.

But they don't have such a good life. They eat steamed buns and porridge three times a day, and they can manage their fullness, but it is much better than the pumpkin stew in white water. It's hard to think about meat or something.

No, a group of soldiers under Zhang Lixian followed the aroma of the Sichuan Army Corps' cooking and came to the entrance of the Sichuan Army Corps compound.

"Go, go, you idiots, go back and forth, you won't die if you want to eat meat."

"Who told you not to come to our Sichuan Legion earlier, and now you regret wanting to come? No way."

Kang Ya said to the soldiers at the door with a high-spirited attitude.That cheap look is really a bit of a beating, but he didn't know that he was beating like others more than half a month ago.

"Let's have dinner!"

Everyone held the bowls and chopsticks in unison, and everyone filled a large bowl of cabbage and pork dumplings.The troops were not so particular about it. Everyone sat on the ground in twos and threes. Those who couldn’t squat in the courtyard would go to the house or go to the attic. The entire courtyard was crowded with people.

Snake Butt and two soldiers were assigned to pour wine for the uncles.

"Everyone eat dumplings first, and then drink chicken soup after eating dumplings. There are also steamed buns and canned beef over there. It's delicious to eat chicken soup."

"Okay!" Everyone cheered.

Liao Mingyu also sat with everyone. He held a bowl of wine in his hand and beckoned everyone to start eating: "Snake butt, watch the pot, don't eat all of it, save one for the brothers who are standing guard!"

"I hear you, Captain!"

"If you want to numb you Sichuan monkey, why are you stealing Laozi's wine and drinking it, you stop, you deflated calf, Laozi will kill you!" Milong and want to numb and go crazy.

"Gurgl...hic, cough...cough!"

"Oh, not spicy baby, you drink slowly, what's the hurry?" The veterinarian ran over and patted him on the back in distress.Watching this kid choked on chicken soup, his nose and tears came out.

"My family! On the Songhua River in the northeast~"

"There are my parents there!"

Milong raised his head with tears in his eyes, and sang songs from his hometown. This dumpling meal reminded him of his hometown far in the north.

Wiping away a handful of tears, Milong shouted: "Oh, God really owes me, the wind is blowing so hard that I've squinted my eyes."

Everyone is silent...

No one laughed at his lame excuse, they were all the same, from all over the world, and they also missed their hometown.

"Bros!"

Liao Mingyu stood up at this time and said to everyone, "Follow me well, when the war is over, I will take you home!" After finishing speaking, he finished off the bowl of wine in his hand.

Everyone looked at him in unison, their eyes full of determination. After more than half a month of contact, everyone has fully recognized this head of the group who loves to laugh but also loves to curse. He is full of courage and ruthless. He loves soldiers like sons, and he doesn't have any pretense at all. He trains and eats with them, and even takes care of and treats the wounded himself. Everything is fine, but he likes to scold mothers.

The head of the group is now their backbone, and they dare to do whatever the head of the group asks them to do.

They are no longer the cannon fodder that nobody wants.They also have their own beliefs!
……

A meal was quickly finished, God changed his face, a few thunderstorms hit, and the sky started pouring downpour...

"You want me to come, who the fuck doesn't want to come, which calf doesn't want to come?"

Milong excitedly took off his clothes and stood in the rain to take a shower, and a two-person turn came out of his mouth.

"Hey, I'm going to be numb, come and rub my back."

"Which Lao Tzu are you Gui'er?" Don't look at him without looking at him.

"You are my father! Come on, come and rub my son's back." Milong shouted shamelessly, using the wine to let himself fly in the rain.

It's embarrassing to say this, but he smiled and didn't think it was a big deal. He rolled up his sleeves and walked over: "If you want, then I will give you a rub."

"Hey, yes, come on, give your son a good rub"

"You son of a bitch, put on your pants, and toss them around like a fool."

"Then you put on thiocyanate for me." Milong said in a numb accent.

"Wear your fairy board!"

Haha... Everyone watched the two of them frantically making noise in the rain, covering their stomachs and laughing together.

These two are really good treasures.Liao Mingyu shook his head with a smile.Looking at these lovely Tiehanhans with slow eyes, he also felt a trace of pity in his heart.

Tomorrow they will go to the battlefield. I don't know how many soldiers will be buried forever in the exotic jungle on the opposite side...

(End of this chapter)