Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

In this aid operation to Vietnam, the main reason why the comrades on the advisory team wore French military uniforms was to hide their appearance.

There is no way, at the current point in time, any military action related to the border area will make this book become a frightened bird. This is the dominance and oppression of Asia's strongest army.

If the enemy discovers that the Eighth Route Army is suddenly present in the Indochina Peninsula, the remaining Japanese troops in the area will definitely strengthen their security or even launch a large-scale raid, which will ultimately make it more difficult for the soldiers to move.

As for why not cross the alliance's clothing?

Everyone wants to wear it and be more down-to-earth. But the allies themselves haven't uniformed their uniforms yet, which is a problem for the logistics department.

Ding Wei couldn't help laughing when he heard the complaints from his old comrades. However, considering that reporters generally have higher academic qualifications, and maybe some of them can understand Chinese, he quickly adjusted his expression and said:

"Be careful and don't forget our discipline. Before leaving, the deputy commander-in-chief and deputy general staff specifically stated that breast-feeding is prohibited throughout this operation."

"By the way, give me your new gun later, and remember to pull out the magazine in advance."

"If we don't give these reporters something to do, who knows when they will take pictures. We have to get off the plane and get to work quickly, and don't delay the business with other things."

"Okay, just do what you say."

The new weapon mentioned by Lao Ding is a semi-automatic rifle that even the French themselves have rarely used: the Mas-40.

This thing was definitely a killer weapon on the same level as the M1 Garand in 1942.

Look around the world.

It can be equipped with a bayonet, launch grenades, and is equipped with an optical sight. Apart from being slightly heavier, it has almost no shortcomings, otherwise the French would not have allowed it to serve until the Cold War.

If Shunliu were to choose now, he would definitely choose the Mas-40 produced by his own arsenal instead of A Chou's Johnson M1941 semi-automatic rifle.

After discussing the countermeasures, Cheng Shifa took the lead and got off the plane.

Facing the encircling French, he greeted them one by one with a smile, showing his commanding style.

In order to escape as soon as possible, Ding Wei, who was one position behind, first made a few dents, and then handed over the semi-automatic rifle in his hand without saying a word.

As expected, reporters from Algeria's AFP were ecstatic when they saw cutting-edge infantry equipment that their own troops had never installed in batches.

If it weren't for the lack of conditions on site, they would have written a few big headlines on the spot.

After squeezing out of the crowd, Cheng and Ding finally met the real owner of their trip. Seeing the allies who came from thousands of miles away to support him, Lao Hu said excitedly:

"The noble man lies in the rocky mountains, and the beauty comes from the dense forest!"

"Brother Cheng, Brother Din, you have worked hard along the way. On behalf of all Viet Minh members, I welcome you both to Gaoping to guide your work."

"Let's go, let's get on the horse. I've prepared a welcome banquet for the two regiment leaders at the headquarters. Don't worry about other comrades, Lao Wu will stay at the field airport and be responsible for the follow-up pick-up work."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Xiazi and Ding Wei's expressions were so exciting that they didn't even know how to answer the words for a moment.

Although before departure, his brigade commander had been vaccinated in advance on the issue of address, telling them not to take it to heart and just discuss it on their own terms. But it feels really awkward to be called brother by an old comrade in his fifties.

But one thing to say, his attitude is indeed impeccable.

For the sake of liberation and victory, even if you humble yourself, you are worthy of respect.

After a short silence, Cheng Xiazi finally made the first move. He quickly waved his hand and told Lao Hu not to be polite and just call each other comrade.

"Then let's set off and try to reach the Viet Minh headquarters before dark."

"If possible, I hope to visit the front-line troops today. Only by understanding the situation early can we formulate combat plans early. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy, so we must seize every minute and every second."

"Okay, everything will be at your discretion."

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Late that night, the advisory group was in the temporary dormitory.

In a relatively simple thatched house, Ding Wei recorded what he saw and heard throughout the day in a notebook by candlelight. Judging from the frowning brows, his mood at this time can definitely be described as complicated.

In theory, serious people don't keep diaries.

However, the border area requires the person in charge to report work progress to the headquarters every three days. In desperation, Lao Ding had no choice but to use a bald experience card.

"Today is the first day of entering Indochina.

The weather is hot and the mountains are high and the roads are narrow. The mud is slippery and it is difficult to travel, and there is a horse that cannot be ridden. We have paid a price for internationalism.

The Viet Minh authorities treated us very well. Three women brought two carts of fruits and sugar to make coffee and lemon tea for us. I declined several times, saying it was a high-level instruction, which was disturbing. "

The reception banquet arranged by Lao Hu was in a simple thatched hut in the big ravine.

The senior members of the advisory group were not dissatisfied when they heard the news, and everyone was even prepared to work **** the road.

It's not like we've never had hard times before.

But I never thought that underneath the barren appearance, there was something wonderful inside.

When the comrades saw the sumptuous feast of roast suckling pig, milk and fruits, they all felt a sense of absurdity in their hearts. Is this ideology really okay?

However, Cheng and Ding couldn't say much on other people's territory.

The two can only ask their comrades to reduce the burden on the local people as much as possible and maintain the fine style passed down since the Red Army period.

Of course, those disturbing things must be documented.

After Director Xiao and his party arrive one after another, they must give serious lessons to the Viet Minh cadres and try to deal with the root cause of hedonism as much as possible.

Just as Ding Wei was writing furiously and recording every suggestion and opinion in his book, Cheng Xiazi finally returned to his dormitory after a busy day.

After entering the house, he first took off his military uniform, and then drank most of the tank of water in one breath.

"Hey, although I have long expected that it would be difficult to be a military adviser, the local front-line troops must have too many problems." "To put it bluntly, if their three main divisions, 304, 308, and 312, We will hit the 772nd Regiment head-on on plain terrain and I am confident that we will be able to fight a battle of annihilation with gorgeous statistics within two days.”

"It's outrageous, it's outrageous. They're both military advisers, so why are people's situations so different?"

Seeing that his old comrade was full of anger, Ding Wei hurriedly took a basket of fruits from the table and motioned to the other party to eat something first.

As an old comrade who has climbed snow-capped mountains and walked through grasslands, he naturally knows how difficult it is to advance from a guerrilla to a regular army.

This is not just a matter of combat experience. Whether bad habits can be completely eliminated, the most important thing is the formalization of thinking and management.

After eating two pieces of pineapple, Cheng Shifa's mood eased significantly. He picked up his diary and pen from the table, recorded and analyzed:

"The only advantage of the three main divisions of the allies at this stage is their high morale. After obtaining a batch of legal and Japanese equipment, they can go to the battlefield without mobilization by replacing shotguns with cannons."

"But success also brings morale, and defeat also brings morale. The Viet Minh, who have been poor for a long time and then become rich, have been dazzled by equipment."

"When I inspected the 308th Division today, their middle and high-level commanders actually asked me when they could attack the city. Isn't this nonsense? My surname is Cheng, not Wang!"

After a brief contact and conversation, Cheng Xiazi discovered that the cadres of the allies seldom talked about how to erode the effective strength of the Japanese army and Vichy. Instead, they wanted to eat a fat man in one bite.

This kind of addictive behavior once made his blood pressure soar.

Sure enough, the only lesson mankind has learned from history is that mankind has not learned any lessons from history. If you want to imitate Lao Maozi when you are just starting out, isn’t that just looking for death?

Hearing this, Ding Wei patted his old comrade on the shoulder. This kind of "work-related injury" caused by anger really makes people angry.

In fact, he didn't understand why the commander of the 308th Division thought he could take back the city where the Japanese division was stationed, based on a group of grassroots soldiers who were as educated as if they had burned books and encircled Confucian scholars.

Compared with the vast military blind spots of these cadres, the entire Soviet Union can be considered geographically narrow.

After his comrades finished recording the problems they encountered today, Old Ding rubbed the stubble on his chin and suggested:

"To directly attack a large city is to risk death."

"The deputy commander-in-chief said that our advisory team should be good advisers and introduce more experiences and lessons to our allies. Leave this matter to me. I will take Brother Wen to hold a meeting with the cadres tomorrow."

"But as staff officers, we brothers have to think of ways to find a more suitable enemy for the Viet Minh."

As soon as he said this, Cheng Xiazi immediately took out a military map from his shirt pocket, which clearly marked the distribution of enemies in the entire northern region.

Among all the high-threat targets, the most difficult challenge is naturally the Benzi Army.

"Come, take a look. The biggest enemy in the entire Indochina is currently the Japanese 21st Division. This unit was established in Henan Province four years ago. It is an unpopular three-armed guard division."

"This group of Japanese soldiers are, in a sense, our old rivals of the 129th Division. They participated in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain back then, but they were lucky enough to escape because they withdrew too quickly."

"Although the troops of the 21st Division are scattered across three provinces, the Japs have pretty good mobility, so it's best not to use them for operations."

In the first half of this year, Lao Hu and Brother Wen were not just waiting for assistance. In the days before the advisory group arrived in Indochina, they worked with French domestic officials to roughly understand the distribution and organization of the enemy's forces.

The 21st Division just mentioned is one of the achievements of the two.

The main forces of this group of Japs entrenched in the coastal areas are the 82nd and 83rd Infantry Regiments. In addition, the enemy also has two artillery brigades to provide fire support.

To be honest, if the above-mentioned eight thousand Japanese were placed in North China, Cheng Xiazi was completely confident that he could kill them with the 772nd Regiment alone.

But if it was the Viet Minh who didn't have more than three times the strength, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose.

After eliminating one wrong option, the two turned their attention to the Vichy French troops on the Indo-China interior border. Looking at the opponent's sparse deployment, Ding Wei said with some embarrassment:

"Excluding those who secretly turned to us, the French have less than 35,000 troops, a total of 27 infantry battalions."

"The actual combat effectiveness of these people, to put it bluntly, is not as good as the local troops. It is indeed a good choice to use them for training."

"However, the opponents are all losers that can be fought for. Even if the Foreign Legion is stretched further, it is still better than the Viet Minh Third Division, which has little experience in large-scale battles. Maybe they can become a good line-filling force in the future."

At this point, the thinking has reached an impasse.

There is no opponent. We can't let Brother Wen lead three divisions on a detour to lead the British expedition. We are still in the Allied camp.

Just when the two were at a loss what to do, Cheng Shifa accidentally failed to hold the pencil and dropped it on the military map.

Sometimes, fate comes so suddenly. Looking at the area pointed by the pen tip, the two brothers who were still frowning immediately became energetic.

"Hey, why did you forget it? Just do 'Italy'. I will draft a telegram now and let the border area make the final decision."

"As long as War Fox and the Army Morale Wizards approve it, I will tell Lao Hu, Brother Wen and several commanders about this proposal during the meeting tomorrow."

"This opponent has the right balance of softness and hardness. He is a member of the Axis Powers, and he is the only way to pass on the new route! Perfect, so perfect!"

When Cheng and Ding mentioned Italy, they were definitely not talking about Bald Mo. They are far away in the Mediterranean, and they can't even hit them with eight poles.

The whetstone they chose for the Viet Minh was the slave state that called itself Asia's Little Italy: Siam. This country declared war on Dai Ying and A Chou in January 1942, and is a member of the Zhenger Ba Jing axis.

As the little overlord in Southeast Asia, the Siamese Army has about 60,000 troops, including 48 infantry battalions, 2 cavalry battalions, 1 artillery battalion and 1 armored regiment.

A force of this level is definitely considered a powerful force in the entire Indo-China Peninsula.

With infantry, cavalry, tanks and armored vehicles, an air force and even a navy, it is a suitable training target no matter how you look at it.

Hearing the suggestion from his old comrade, Ding Wei clapped his thigh excitedly.

"Okay, you are so smart today. Siam won the Franco-Thai War just two years ago and took away a lot of disputed territory from Vichy."

"If we lead the Viet Minh to penetrate the opponent's defense line, I'm afraid the Cambodian and Lao people will come and lead their troops to defect."

"If we cannibalize the Japanese 21st Division by then, the wavering Vichy will definitely raise the white flag. By then integrating the entire Indo-China Peninsula, we may be able to pull up a group of line-filling troops with no less than 100,000 troops. End of chapter)