All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 312, Divide a can of luncheon meat
Bhamo, also known as Xinjie, is an important town in northern Myanmar and is a military strategic hub.

The local area extends in all directions and is very close to the border of China. Before the opening of the China-Myanmar Highway, it has always been an important town for land transportation and trade between China and Myanmar.

From the east to Tengchong, Yunnan, and Wanding, Nantong.

Take the waterway to Mandalay in the south, Myitkyina in the north, Menggong, and Bianmai.

The [-]th Division retreated all the way, from Mengmi to Bamo, and the destination was Yunlong in western Yunnan.

If the Japanese army stopped chasing them, it would take half a month for them to go on their way wholeheartedly.

But it is impossible for the Japanese army to stop their pursuit, so the journey back to China may take a month, or even longer.

There is a lack of food along the way, the rainy season makes the roads muddy and difficult to walk, and they are plagued by infectious diseases. From time to time, some people fall behind and never catch up.

The soldiers had no hope at all, they were as numb as machines all day long, and the morale of the troops as a whole was very low.

But everything changed when the helicopter arrived that day.

After chatting with the strange visitor, the beloved Master Dai issued an order for the troops to rest in Bhamo, and left in that unknown "airplane".

Some people worry that Mr. Dai abandoned them and returned to China with his cronies.

But it was immediately refuted by everyone, they believed that General Dai Youlan would not abandon his army.

When retreating from the Tonggu battle, the enemy was chasing after him. General Dai led his troops to the rear and repeatedly told him not to let go of a wounded person.

People are willing to believe in such a good general.

But they did not disappoint them, and the helicopter returned again in the afternoon.

Not only brought Master Dai's order, but also a large amount of medicine for treating infectious diseases, as well as a large amount of food, which solved the urgent need for the [-]th Division.

Under the guidance of the military doctor, the soldiers who took the medicine according to the symptoms of the disease quickly controlled the disease and the condition improved.

After taking the medicine, the physical condition improved, as if a ray of sunshine penetrated the haze over the wounded and sick, giving them hope of life.

You must know that once you can't keep up with the team's retreat due to illness, you will be left with a narrow escape.

More than [-] people have benefited from the provision of medicines alone.

All the soldiers of the division were very grateful to the division commander, and believed that if the division commander hadn't stepped forward, they would not have been able to obtain so many western medicines, nor would they have used them.

At present, when the Japanese army blocks strategic materials, the Burma Road is cut off, there is no import channel in the whole country, and the western medicine cannot be transported from the outside world for a short time, the price of the stock western medicine is going up.

Not everyone has the energy to get a large amount of western medicine.

It's not that anyone who has obtained western medicine is willing to use it for the big soldiers instead of selling it at a high price on the black market and earning a lot of wealth.

In the eyes of some people, big soldiers are like worthless things, and they can be grabbed casually to supplement them.

Expensive western medicine is used by the big soldiers, what a crime!
"It's not all because of the division seat, the leader Chen of the friendly army has put in a lot of effort.

Knowing the situation of our division, I prepared the medicine and made a special trip to deliver it. I have to thank Chen Tuanzuo of the Sichuan Army. "

Colonel Zhang Zhiren, who came back together by helicopter, served as the deputy chief of staff of the division.

Zhang Zhiren graduated from Whampoa Sixth Class. He is both Master Dai's confidant and a younger brother. His attitude is often the attitude of Master Dai.

With just this introduction, Chen Hao, who officially appeared in front of the soldiers of the [-]th Division for the first time, won people's respect.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhiren relayed the order of the teacher: "

Those who are willing to fight the devils with the Sichuan Army will have food and weapons equivalent to the American army, double the military pay, and the most important thing is that they can fight the devils to avenge their shame.

If you are willing, sign up with the chiefs of each company, and a car will come to take you away in a few days. "

This was discussed by Dai Jianlan and Chen Hao, and the remuneration given publicly has been reduced.

Otherwise, after hearing Chen Hao's treatment, there are a few who can't be tempted. Even if they can't leave for various reasons, they will feel that the original treatment is worse when they compare it in their hearts.

Dai Jianlan couldn't make his [-]th Division flutter just because Chen Hao recruited troops to fight devils.

The effect of this order does not seem to be very good, and the responses given by the soldiers are very flat.

Chen Hao saw it in his eyes, and he could probably guess the thoughts of the soldiers. The [-] expeditionary army was defeated, and even their most elite [-]th division had no choice but to retreat.

A small Sichuan Army Corps threatened to stay and fight the devils, which is like a mantis arm.

No matter how good the treatment is, what's the use of losing your life if you lose a battle?
Chen Hao didn't stay at all to give a speech to persuade the soldiers. No matter how much he said, it would be difficult to change people's attitudes.

When the pick-up convoy arrives in a few days, people's minds will change.

The propellers spun up, the helicopter took off on a flat ground, and flew south without looking back.

Zhang Zhiren pointed to the cans of luncheon meat piled up on the ground: "Arrange for the wounded and sick first, two people will share one, and the rest of the brothers save money, five people will share one can, add a meal to improve the food."

Everyone shouted happily, their eyes lit up, nothing is as important as eating in Dayang Gold.

The airdrop supplies received by the [-]th Division were intermittent, which was completely a drop in the bucket.

Assuming that one person eats one catty of rice a day, 10,000 people will eat five tons of rice a day.

The total number of soldiers from the 22th Division and the new 30,000nd Division was [-], plus the expats evacuated with the army, there were more than [-] soldiers.

You have to eat fifteen tons of rice alone.

After eating these grains, the stomach will be half full at most, and a lot of physical energy will be consumed by the non-stop traveling every day. Without supplements, many people will lose their appearance.

Bhamo is an important town with important waterways. The name sounds big, but in fact the local population is small, only 5000 people.

The common people took out all the stored food, but it was only enough to feed more than 30,000 people for half a month.

What's more, why should the common people take out all the stored food?

The Expeditionary Army is not little devils. Little devils can rob, but the Expeditionary Army cannot.

Some people in the army bought it with money, and some exchanged it with guns. They tried to find a way to eat, but at most they could only get half full.

The light rain from the sky kept pattering, and the air was terribly damp.

In the higher camp, a raincloth was propped up on two wooden sticks, and the other end was tied to a big tree. Several ragged soldiers warmed up around the fire.

On the fire was a helmet with rice and salt boiled in plantain leaves.

"The monitor is back."

"Squad leader!"

A tall, thin man who walked back through the rain got under the low rain cloth.

His name is Wang Tiegen, the rank of sergeant, and he is the captain of No.20 tank No. [-].

Wang Tiegen took out a square canned luncheon meat from his arms, and handed it to the class assistant next to him: "The canned meat brought back from abroad has been cut into pieces for each brother."

"Oh, this is a good thing! Our team hasn't eaten this for a long time." The deputy squad leader took the can and couldn't wait to pry it open with a bayonet.

Skillfully divided a catty of canned meat into seven parts, each part looked the same size.

Everyone received a piece, like a wolf seeing the meat, grabbing it and stuffing it into its mouth, devouring it, and eating it in the blink of an eye.

Those who licked their fingers, those who licked the cans, and the deputy squad leader who used a knife to cut the bayonet, licked all the bayonets, and refused to let go of any oil.

Wang Tiegen'er boiled banana leaves with a spoonful of white rice and salt, and quickly wiped out that small piece of meat, without giving others a chance to spy.

The soldiers watched him finish eating helplessly, and swallowed.

"Squad leader, is this the only can? Will there be more tomorrow?"

"You're thinking about farting!"

"Squad leader, on a rainy day, the officer told you to share a can of food. Is this going to be a war, or is it because the troops are going to be dispatched?" asked the deputy squad leader.

When the Qing Dynasty was still alive, when the troops set off to fight, they had to reward the troops with something good to eat and reward money to boost morale.

In the Republic of China, the army still inherited this tradition.

Wang Tiegen took off his wet clothes and put them on the fire. He stretched out his hands to warm the fire: "Neither of them, but not all of them. It does have something to do with the war."

He conveyed the order passed down from above to the six people.

Everyone was puzzled.

"Are you kidding, Sichuan Army?"

The hot-tempered gunner shook his head when he heard this: "The Sichuan army is desperate to fight, but look at how they are treated, wearing worn-out straw sandals and ragged clothes, it is not too much to call them beggars.

Are they fighting, or are they going to die? "

The deputy squad leader agreed and said: "It makes sense, return the American equipment, double the military pay, and dare to say anything to deceive people. Don't go, don't go, whoever wants to go will go."

The other four people all nodded one after another, not wanting the treatment of the direct line teacher, going to the Sichuan Army to fight a group of beggars mightily, their brains were definitely caught by the door.

The Japanese army failed to step into Sichuan, but the Sichuan people in the rear provided one-fifth of the source of troops and half of the food and grass.

At the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, the warlords who had been fighting in Sichuan for decades stopped the civil war one after another, and took part in various battles with their rough and arrogant Qiu Ba, who had a fast gun in one hand and a smoking gun in the other.

This group of veterans, who were looked down upon by the regular army, faced the devils without retreating or surrendering to the death.

There were tens of thousands when they went, but it was often only a few thousand when they returned home, and even the casualties were exhausted.

In Sichuan, in their hometown, the people who have been unbearable for many years, dressed in mourning for them all over the city.

The Sichuan army is outdated, lacking heavy weapons, chaotic logistics supplies, poor training of soldiers, poor command quality of officers, and not strict military discipline.

This is a standard beggar-style local warlord armed force, and its combat effectiveness is by no means strong.

However, with their blood and courage, they stood firm on various battlefields in the War of Resistance Against Japan, and fought with the Japanese turtle sons to the death!

Speaking of it, the brothers all say that the Sichuan Army is the backbone of the nation, and it is a good job.

But if they are really asked to join the Sichuan Army, no one is willing to go.

This is not a question of donating 1 million or 10 million, but that I really have a cow.

Amidst the voices of not going, Wang Tiegen said flatly: "I will go."

The brothers were stunned when they heard this, and they immediately realized that they were concerned.

"Squad leader, you can't be confused by the rain pouring into your head, right?"

"Squad deputy, quickly see if the squad leader has a fever and is talking nonsense. I heard that the hospital has western medicine. Get him two tablets to eat."

Wang Tiegen opened the deputy squad leader's hand touching his head, and glanced at the brothers: "I'm fine, it's normal. If you trust me, Wang Gensheng, you can sign up with me."

"Squad leader, there must be a reason?" asked the gunner.

"Being able to drive a tank is not enough to beat devils!"

As soon as these words came out, several people fell silent.

The Soviet-made T-26B (model 1933) tank that their squad used to drive participated in the Kunlun Pass battle and the battle with ancient times, killing many little devils.

The tank with the number 27 written on it has made great military exploits.

But on the way to retreat, the logistics was out of gear, and the tank could not start when the fuel ran out.

No matter how reluctant they were, they could only helplessly give up and dump it by the side of the road.

In order to prevent the tank from falling into the hands of the enemy, the higher authorities ordered it to be blown up, and they had no choice but to blow up their partners themselves.

A tank did not fall on the way to the charge, but was blown up by himself during the retreat.

It's really ironic.

Suddenly, the gunner reacted and asked, "That's not right! How could the Sichuan Army have tanks?"

Wang Tiegen raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "The Sichuan army doesn't have helicopters, doesn't have so many western medicines, and doesn't have the canned luncheon meat you just ate."

Several people's eyes widened, it sounded reasonable.

A group of beggars in the Sichuan Army would never have these things.Since the unit named Sichuan Army has these, it cannot be a beggar.

So the conditions offered are true?

"The teacher went to talk about it in person, and the deputy chief of staff said it publicly at the meeting. If you can't trust others, can you still not trust the teacher?"

General Dai Suanlan's endorsement of credibility was quite strong and effective, and they immediately dispelled their doubts after hearing it.

What are the conditions of concern now?

I didn't take it seriously just now, and didn't listen carefully.

"The tank soldiers drive armored vehicles, and the infantry carry submachine guns. They are definitely better than the Japanese."

"The army issued a double ring, and the second-class soldier got 15 yuan of ocean, and the rest of the ranks were deduced by analogy."

"For food and drink, I heard that the canned food we ate just now is available in Dundun, and each person can share a can."

Wang Tiegen recalled telling everyone the main conditions, and the soldiers' eyes glowed green after thinking about it.

They just listened to it as bragging, but now that they listened seriously, they felt differently.

"Do you eat canned food all the time? That's so blissful. I'll go, I'll definitely go, and don't let anyone stop me." The gunner licked his lips and his attitude changed drastically.

The deliciousness of the canned meat just now has a long aftertaste that can be remembered for at least three days.

The deputy squad leader was more reserved: "Let me state first, it's definitely not because of the military salary and canned food, but because I like driving, driving tanks, and fighting devils."

In the original tank squad, he served as the driver.

The loader immediately followed up and echoed the deputy squad leader's opinion: "I also want to drive tanks and load shells, which is my job."

"Well..." Wang Tiegen couldn't help but said: "I heard that the tanks of the Sichuan Army can be driven by three people. The commander, driver and gunner don't need a loader."

"Ah? No way, doesn't that mean I'm useless?"

Seeing his frightened look, Wang Tiegen laughed and said, "That's not true. Their tanks can hold seven infantrymen, and you can use a submachine gun to hit the little devil."

The laughter made the canopy a little more angry, and they couldn't help but look forward to the day when they joined the Sichuan Army.

(End of this chapter)