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Chapter 696

"Where is your group leader?"

A military jeep drove to Jieqipo again. Zhang Lixian, wearing clean and tidy military uniforms, jumped out of the car with He Shuguang and spoke arrogantly about the recent battle of the Sichuan Army.

But to their surprise, facing the arrogant elite troops of the Yu Division, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army simply did not bother to pay any attention to them. It was as if they did not hear them or see them, and they just continued to do what they were supposed to do.

When the two saw that they were being ignored, their faces suddenly turned ugly.

But thinking that he came here with a mission, he could only suppress his temper, reached out and grabbed a passing soldier, and asked coldly: "Where is your commander?"

"The commander is at the front!" The man who was captured was a new recruit. Looking at Zhang Lixian who was almost going to eat him, his legs almost went weak and he quickly pointed to where Long Wenjian was.

Zhang Lixian threw the man to the ground, snorted heavily, and went towards Long Wenjian.

Not long after walking a distance, they saw Long Wenjian teasing Gou Rou at the edge of the woods.

"Captain Long is in a good mood. He even wants to walk the dog?" Zhang Lixian said sarcastically.

"Oh! Isn't this Captain Zhang? Captain Zhang's arrival really brings honor to our humble Jiqipo. "Long Wenjian seemed to be very enthusiastic in welcoming Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang, but he placed special emphasis on the three words 'Captain Zhang'.

"Humph!"

"Captain Long is so arrogant that even our division commander can't invite him to his post." But Zhang Lixian snorted coldly, as if he didn't understand Long Wenjian's intention at all.

Long Wenjian didn't mind and said with a sly smile: "How is it possible? I, Long Wenjian, have always been at the mercy of Division Commander Yu. Whenever Division Commander Yu gives an order, I, Long Wenjian, will obey it. Did Captain Zhang misunderstand?"

Zhang Lixian said: "The commander is waiting for you at the division headquarters, Captain Long, please come in!"

As he spoke, he leaned sideways and extended his hand, making a gesture of invitation.

"It turns out that it was the commander who summoned us. Let's go, let's go!" Long Wenjian didn't take anyone with him. Even his adjutant Meng Fanle, who had always been inseparable from him, was thrown on the position of Jieqipo. He followed Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang to the division headquarters of Division Yu alone.

Nearly an hour later, Long Wenjian returned to the Jieqipo position in a jeep, but in addition to the driver and some newly replenished supplies, there were also two foreigners who looked very different from the Chinese.

"Everyone come here!"

"Everyone come here!"

"Messenger, within three meters!"

"Notify everyone to come over and introduce you to two new comrades."

"This is liaison officer Arthur McLuhan." Long Wenjian pointed to a middle-aged foreigner with a full beard and introduced him. Then he pointed to the young man next to him and said, "This is armorer Alger Collins."

"These two are our American allies, sent here to support us. Let's applaud and welcome them!"

As he spoke, he began to applaud, and the soldiers around him also applauded.

"Messenger, you can speak English, right? I'll leave these two American allies to you. I'll do my best to meet their needs."

"Yes, sir."

Adjutant Meng now had another title.

Although Meng Fanle spoke English haltingly, slowly, and his pronunciation was not standard, it at least did not affect his communication with the two Americans.

Everyone dispersed and continued with their work. Long Wenjian and Meng Fanle took the two Americans and prepared to settle them down.

But after a while, the two Americans started arguing with this funny couple.

The reason was just a small camping problem. Long Wenjian arranged a wooden house for the two Americans, but the two Americans refused to live in it and insisted on living in a tent like ordinary soldiers.

Long Wenjian also left them.

The two Americans who had just settled down couldn't wait to visit the position where they might stay for a long time.

There was nothing special about the trenches and fortifications built by the Sichuan Army, but after walking around for a while, the two of them found a surprise that took them both by surprise.

Arthur McLuhan stopped Meng Fanle and asked him why everyone looked a little careless, even the military uniforms were dirty and old, but the guns looked so new.

Meng Fanle explained: "We are soldiers, and guns are our lives. On the battlefield, the newness or oldness of military uniforms cannot change the situation on the battlefield, but a properly maintained gun that does not jam easily can save our lives at the critical moment."

Although Meng Fanle can speak English and has a large vocabulary, he rarely uses English in his daily life. Naturally, he speaks it haltingly and it takes him a while to think of the right words.

However, although his words were spoken haltingly, they were quite shocking to the ears of the two Americans. They really did not expect that Meng Fanle could have such an understanding.

"Meng! You surprised me." Mike's words revealed undisguised admiration. Just this one sentence made him feel that his trip was not wrong.

Meng Fanle explained: "I didn't say that. Our deputy head told us."

"Deputy Head?"

"Is it the deputy leader named Chong Wang?"

"Yes!"

"Where is he? I can't wait to see him." Mike said with some anticipation, and Collins next to him also agreed with Mike.

Meng Fanle said: "It's a pity that our deputy commander and his assault team are out on a mission, and it's not certain when they will be back."

Mike spread his hands regretfully, "That's a pity."

"Meng, can you let me see your gun?" Collins looked at the rifle behind Meng Fanle.

"It's my honor!" Meng Fanle immediately took off his rifle and handed it to Collins.

Collins came to the wooden table with a rifle, skillfully disassembled the rifle into its parts, carefully checked every detail inside, and then reassembled the rifle. He held the rifle in both hands and solemnly walked to Meng Fanle and handed the gun back to Meng Fanle.

"Dear Meng, please forgive my intrusion."

"It's okay!" Meng Fanle said with a smile, feeling a little flattered.

"Does each of you clean your own guns?" Coles asked curiously.

Meng Fanle said: "That's right. The first thing our new recruits do after entering the camp is formation training. The second thing is to learn how to disassemble and maintain the guns issued to them." "These are all led by our deputy commander Wang Zhong."

"He told us that on the battlefield, the most important things for a soldier are his gun and his leggings."

"Leggings?" Coles looked down at Meng Fanle's feet and saw that his trouser legs were wrapped in circles of cloth. He looked back at the soldiers around him and saw that they were all in the same situation, with cloth wrapped around their trouser legs all the way to the upper part of their calves.

"Since you can clean your guns so cleanly and tie your leggings so well, why can't you clean yourselves a little bit?"

Looking at the dirty Meng Fanle, Mike asked in confusion.

Meng Fanle explained: "Because being dirty can help us better blend into the environment around us, and can help us disguise ourselves better when danger comes, so as to face the danger that may come at any time."

"Aren't you worried about causing disease?" Coles was equally curious.

Meng Fanle said: "We take a shower and change clothes regularly every week, and a doctor will check our bodies every month to prevent the spread of diseases in the army."

"You have your own doctor?" Mike was a little surprised. Before they came here, they had specifically inquired about the information of the Sichuan Army.

"There's one, even though he's a veterinarian, but it's better than nothing."

"Veterinarian?" Mike and Coles were both shocked.

"It's so chaotic right now, it would be great to have a veterinarian."

"And our deputy team leader, he is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner from his ancestors, and his medical skills are very impressive." Meng Fanle didn't know how to translate the word traditional Chinese medicine, so he could only say Chinese doctor.

But Mike is an expert on China, so he could naturally understand what Meng Fanle meant.

Just when Meng Fanle was introducing the basic situation of the Jieqipo position and the Sichuan Army to the two Americans, Krupp came to Long Wenjian, dragging his fat rope and wearing a crooked hat.

"Captain!"

"It's time to fire."

"Really? We're here already?" Long Wenjian was a little surprised. Today, he was first summoned by Yu Xiaoqing, and then two Americans were thrown over to him. He really forgot the time.

"We'll be there in a few minutes." Krupp said nervously, fearing that Long Wenjian would say that he would not fire today.

"Then fire two shots." Long Wenjian imitated Krupp's tone.

"Where are we going to attack today?" Krupp's eyes changed.

Long Wenjian picked up the telescope and looked towards Nantianmen on the opposite bank. After a quick glance, his eyes were fixed on a Japanese stronghold halfway up the mountain.

"See the Japanese stronghold next to the two pine trees halfway up the mountain? Attack there."

"Is it the other side with the big rock?"

"Yes, that's it."

"okay!"

Krupp left excitedly, pushing out his two precious anti-tank guns from the trench. After aiming and loading them one by one, he pulled the trigger device at the same time. Two muffled "bangs" were heard, and the shells flew out of the gun, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, crossing the Nujiang River and the river beaches on both sides, and landing accurately at the position pointed by Long Wenjian on the opposite bank.

The powerful recoil force caused the two mountain guns to shake continuously. Krupp immediately called on his artillery brothers to push the two mountain guns back into the trenches.

Now Krupp is also a platoon leader, in charge of more than 30 artillerymen. Although these artillerymen can only operate the artillery simply and cannot shoot wherever he points like he does, they have made considerable progress under Krupp's training.

Krupp was just about to lead his artillery platoon to push the artillery into the trench when Meng Fanle, who was introducing the position situation to two Americans on the other side, heard the familiar artillery sound and immediately started cursing.

"Damn you Krupp, you really know how to pick the right time!"

"Get into the trenches quickly to avoid the artillery fire!"

"The enemy's artillery attack is coming soon!"

Mike and Coles looked at the soldiers around them who were originally doing their respective duties and most of them seemed lazy and leisurely. At the same time, they all ran into the trenches at the same time. Coupled with the sound of artillery just now and Meng Fanle's reminder, how could they not guess the seriousness of the situation? They hurriedly followed Meng Fanle into the nearest trench and squatted to hide in the artillery shelter.

A minute later, the Japanese artillery shells hit the flag-sacrificing slope accurately. Rumbling explosions rang out one after another, and countless soil and rocks were smashed everywhere.

Meng, who was already used to it, was annoyed. He smiled and said loudly to Mike on the other side: "This is why our clothes and bodies are always dirty."

The sound of cannon fire, like thunder, completely drowned out his voice.

Ten minutes later, the Japanese artillery bombardment stopped. Mike and Coles were about to get out of the trench, but Meng Fanle stopped them.

"Don't worry, the Japanese are very cunning, maybe they just want to trick us into getting out before they stop firing, let's wait a little longer."

Mike and Coles looked at each other, then quietly poked their heads out to take a look at the situation in the trench. As expected, no soldier came out of the shelter; they were all staying inside.

Ten minutes later, Japanese artillery shells fell again, plowing the entire Jieqi Slope again, but this time the shelling only lasted five minutes.

But the soldiers in the trenches had to wait for half an hour before they came out one after another.

When Mike and Coles, covered in dust, crawled out of the shelter, they saw that the battalions and companies, in squads, were working hard to repair the fortifications that had been destroyed by the Japanese artillery fire.

Several unfortunate guys who were hit by the shells were carried out on stretchers. Not long after, a veterinarian with a medicine box was seen trotting into the trench and examining those unfortunate guys.

Long Wenjian appeared out of nowhere and burst into laughter when he saw the dusty Mike and Coles. "Now they have become the same as us."

"Captain Long, why did you want to provoke the Japanese troops on the other side?" Mike was very puzzled and even spoke in Chinese. Meng Fanle, who had been treating the narration as their translator for most of the day, was stunned.

Long Wenjian was also stunned. He really didn't expect that this American could actually speak Chinese, and quite fluently.

After coming to his senses, Long Wenjian immediately explained to Mike: "Of course it is to let the brothers know that we are still on the battlefield, to let them know that the Japanese devils on the other side are still eyeing our positions, their artillery has long been aimed at us, and their infantry may cross the Nujiang River to attack us at any time."

Mike lowered his head and fell into deep thought after hearing what Long Wenjian said. After a moment, he stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up. He glanced at Coles next to him and said to Long Wenjian, "Captain Long, you really brought us a lot of surprises today. I look forward to working with you in the days to come."

The liaison officer from the United States, Arthur McLuhan, and the head of the Okichuan Corps, Long Wenjian, extended their right hand in a gesture of friendship and recognition.

Long Wenjian smiled and stretched out his hand, shaking it with Mike, and said excitedly, "I'm looking forward to it too."