All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 274, the fight is allies

"Excuse me, what are they talking about?"

Milong opened his mouth and whispered to Meng Fan beside him.

To him, English sounds like a foreign ghost, but to Meng Fanleo, a talented student, it is a language that can be communicated.

"The British guy asked who he was." Meng said annoyed.

"Oh, what did he say then?"

Milong was also very concerned about this issue, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

"He said we are Chinese soldiers."

Meng was annoyed by the translator's answer, but it did not answer the doubts in everyone's mind.They wanted more specific information, such as which unit of the Central Army it belonged to.

When the British guy heard such an answer, he was anxious at the time, and his lips were rented, and he yelled in a bad tone.

Before his companion could ask, Meng got annoyed and gave a translation: "The British guys are asking, since they are allies, why did they shoot them and treat them as prisoners."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard it, and the gossip in their hearts was like a raging fire, each of them pricked up their ears for fear of missing it, as if they were running into a melon field.

"I'm attacking allies. You British guys are so lacking in virtue. You run ahead by yourself, tricking others to block the pursuers, and ruined the expeditionary army we sent."

Chen Hao responded aggressively, without giving the British guy any face.

Meng Faner was doing simultaneous translation in the team, and everyone was dumbfounded.

When other officers saw foreigners, they treated them like grandchildren.The officer beat up the foreigner as his grandson, and they couldn't think of any other words to describe him except awesome.

But what shocked them even more was the news from the officer's mouth.

Is it true that the British duped their expeditionary force and made them a scapegoat?
"The British guy said he would complain to the expeditionary army headquarters. The chief said it's up to them, remember, whether you want to change your name or sit down, or change your surname to Yu Xiaoqing, the leader of the Sichuan Army."

Meng got annoyed and was dumbfounded after translating.

Not long ago, Yu Xiaoqing, who claimed to be the leader of their group, was seen by everyone. He was handsome, meticulous and extraordinary, and he looked like a child of a family, not like this.

Meng Fan's mind was the most active, and he was the first to figure it out: "Young master knows, this is to cheat Yu Xiaoqing.

If the British guy complains to the boss above, he must pay attention to it, and the trouble will not be small.I just don't know what kind of enmity between the two of them. "

He found this very capable officer more and more interesting.

Not afraid of foreigners who dared to deal with the British, backhandedly put Yu Xiaoqing, who had a good background, into it.

The chief is definitely not a mediocre person, and a mediocre person can't do this kind of thing.

"If Yu Xiaoqing is really tricked, I think it's a good thing."

Seeing everyone staring at him, Mi Long explained unhappily: "That bastard Yu Xiaoqing doesn't look like a good bird at first glance, and the blood boils in his mouth, what action is he actually doing?
Throw us into Myanmar as cannon fodder, what about others?
I'll bet you a pack of cigarettes each, Yu Xiaoqing is still in the country.Here, he deserves credit for winning, and he has worked hard for losing.

All in all, he has a background, so he doesn't need to go to the front line, and the official position is promoted by plane. "

Milong has seen and heard too many similar things. Those who are capable of fighting can't get promoted, and the idiots with background climbed to high positions instead.

When we met that day, with his rich experience, he had already seen Yu Xiaoqing's virtue.

He is an ambitious and ambitious idiot.

Maybe he has a little ability, but he is also a general among short people, and he is still an idiot in essence.

It is better to expect a great flood to wash away all the enemies than to expect this kind of people to lead them to victory in the war.

"I don't bet with you, I bet with you, I never win."

A familiar veteran told the truth.

Everyone was unwilling to bet on an ending with a high probability of losing, except Lin Yi, the tall and thin major who stood on the far left of the queue, was willing to bet: "Header Yu is the best leader I have ever seen, he is not like that." people."

"Ah Yi, he gave you the vacancy of a battalion commander, so you just say good things for him. If you are asked to be the deputy commander, don't you have to lick his skin?"

Milong's mouth hurts people, and it can drive people crazy.

Lin Yi couldn't prove himself that he believed in Yu Xiaoqing, and there was no direct causal relationship with Yu Xiaoqing's appreciation of him.

After being slandered and ridiculed like that, his face turned red with anxiety, and he said those two sentences over and over in a stupid way.

"Don't slander people!"

"I speak from my conscience."

"Speaking with conscience, your marksmanship is not very good at beating devils, and you are very accurate when you hit your own people, and you almost beat your troubled head." Milong grabbed Ah Yi's previous mistakes and gave a strange meal ridicule.

Meng Fanlao still has lingering fears when he thinks about it at that time. It would be wrong for the young master to be beaten to death by his own people.

The bystanders were just watching the fun, and it was truly a spectacle for a private to piss off a major, and even pissed him off.

Take the previous example, what did Lin Yi do?
He held the only firearm in the hands of the defeated soldiers, a pistol with bullets.Instead of aiming the gun at the devils, he regarded himself as a supervising team and aimed at those who threatened him.

"Pay attention to tactical actions."

"Offensive attack, no retreat!"

Let the unarmed companion attack and not retreat, but he shrinks back, is it scrap iron in his hand?

Meng Fan, who was shot and almost killed, had the most say.

If he had a gun in his hand at that time, he would have turned the gun and killed the noisy supervisor A Yi first.

"What are you pulling me for?"

Milong complained unhappily, seeing his companion winking, he noticed Chen Hao who was interested in watching the excitement.

He immediately closed his mouth and smiled at Chen Hao.

Lack of fans confronting each other, the quarrel came to an abrupt end.

"Arguing, keep arguing, it sounds interesting to me. You still have guns in your hands, do you want to have a fight?"

Chen Hao said angrily: "The ones who died were buried on the spot, and a wooden sign was erected. They did not die from fighting the Japanese invaders, but died from quarrels and internal strife."

As soon as he said it, the two who had just quarreled couldn't help but bow their heads in shame.

He is considered a hero if he died fighting the Japanese invaders, but he is undoubtedly a bear if he dies due to quarrels and internal strife.

After the dispute subsided, Long Wenwen, who had been thinking about it just now, asked, "Generalissimo, you said that the British cheated our expeditionary force. Do you have inside information?"

His original intention of coming here was to fight against the Japanese invaders, not to give death to the British.

As a group of defeated soldiers who heard that the expeditionary army had won a big battle and rekindled their fighting spirit, they were shot down before they even reached the battlefield, and they were chased by the enemy and fled like mice.

Must be very concerned about this matter, if it is true, it will mean that they have been cheated again.

The sir was scammed by the Brits, they were scammed by the sir.

Who will be the price the officer will pay for being cheated by the British?
It is obvious that they are stupid in this land at the moment, and they are talking about themselves.

If he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't be tricked into dying here.

The expeditionary force came to Burma to participate in the war, and it was doomed to fail.

Britain, the United States, and China have different interests, and they all want to command power but restrain each other.

Worse than executing one wrong strategy is having three different strategies and then executing them simultaneously to pull.

There are many orders, and there is almost no reliable execution.

Even if the god of war is reincarnated, it is impossible to command and win this battle.

The purpose of the British is to give up Burma to preserve its strength and keep the brightest jewel in the crown of the Queen of England-India.

In Dunkirk two years ago, the Brits saved their strength by retreating.

In Churchill's words, although retreat is a failure, victory is born in it.

This time the British guys still carry out this purpose, but the Japanese army, a mad dog who doesn't talk about gentlemen, is chasing them more closely than the German guys two years ago.

Without the diversion of those who died last, the British army could not safely withdraw to India.

Ever since, the expeditionary force became the price for the safe withdrawal of the British to India.

Chen Hao didn't tell them about the game of the upper class. It is not so easy for most of these illiterate soldiers to understand thoroughly.

I just told them a fact: the British army has withdrawn, and now there are Japanese troops chasing and advancing everywhere around them.

In this case, troops are also sent here.

Either the intelligence response was too slow, or it made it clear that people would be sent to death.

Reminiscent of the plane being shot down in the sky, after the crash, the ghost soldiers chased and ran around after taking a breath.

Everyone believed what Chen Hao said was true, and they were tricked into being cannon fodder.

Just when the morale of the people is low and the mood is extremely depressed.

"You guys are lucky, you met me. So you were saved just now." Chen Hao didn't mean to boast, what he said was the truth.

If there is no appearance of him and Long Wenwen.

This group of defeated soldiers who are being chased have nowhere to go and nowhere to go. The only way to die is, the only difference is how they die.

Everyone can obviously realize that the eyes looking at Chen Hao are full of respect.

"Associate with some officers, you can only go hungry for nine meals in three days."

"I want you to be cannon fodder when you start a war, but you can't even win a single battle. It's worthless to die without knowing why."

"It's different to hang out with Lao Tzu. Not only will you be full, but you will also be able to eat well, including canned meat. When it comes to fighting, do you still need Lao Tzu to emphasize?"

Chen Hao kept telling everyone that as long as you follow him, you will have a bright future, no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than it is now.

A group of old fried dough sticks know in their hearts whether they have stepped on a handful or not.

Although it is not as exaggerated as being hungry for nine meals in three days, it is true that there is no time when you are full, and all you eat is pig food.

"Sir, we are all willing to go with you."

One of the veterans raised his arms and shouted, and everyone responded again and again.The slogans were shouted loudly, like the most fanatical pyramid schemers.

Facing the beautiful vision drawn by Chen Hao, they all chose to vote with their feet.

"Very good, very spirited."

Chen Hao finally nodded in satisfaction, and his enthusiasm meant that he hadn't completely abandoned it yet.After a little training, it can be used.

"Excellent, excellent soldier." Long Wenwen gave a thumbs up and stood up with a smile.

He couldn't stop looking at Chen Hao, feeling that if he didn't fight for it, he, the deputy head of the Sichuan Army, would still be a poor commander in the end.

　100 million words, to achieve stage achievements.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)