"Xing Fuquan?"
Liao Mingyu was thinking in his mind, as if he remembered that this person did not exist in the original drama.
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. There were so many expeditionary forces in Myanmar, and an insignificant person really couldn't make too big a splash in this lake.
"Let's do this. You and your soldiers will be incorporated into my regiment first. We are marching to Nantianmen. We have strength in numbers, so we won't be afraid if we encounter little devils along the way."
"That's great, may I ask you...?"
"My name is Liao Mingyu, colonel commander of the Sichuan Army." Liao Mingyu said seriously.
It turned out that he was the commander of the regiment. Xing Fuquan quickly straightened his posture and saluted Liao Mingyu: "It turns out to be the regiment commander Liao. I am disrespectful. Xing Fuquan, the lieutenant staff officer of the New 22nd Division of the 5th Army, reports to you!"
Liao Mingyu introduced the backbone of the Sichuan Army to Xing Fuquan, and everyone was very happy. More than a hundred veterans joined in, making the strength of the Sichuan Army rise again.
Moreover, Xing Fuquan was a kind and polite person, and he greeted everyone with a smile. The battle scene on the hillside just now also won the recognition of the veterans of the Sichuan Army.
After calling on everyone to clean the battlefield and treat wounded soldiers, many of Xing Fuquan's more than a hundred people were injured, which kept the veterinarian's medical team busy for a while.
Everyone returned to the main force. Meng Fangli looked up at the extra group of people, smiled and flattered him and said: "Hey, our group is really capable. We went out to fight in the autumn wind and recruited a group of people for us. "
"Nonsense! How can I be the leader of these bastards if you don't have any skills? You think so, Commander Meng Da." Liao Mingyu couldn't help laughing and scolding.
"Meng is annoying! Why are you here!?"
Xing Fuquan in the team noticed Meng Fan and shouted in surprise.
Meng Fan was also startled. He looked carefully at the lieutenant whose face was covered in black dust and blood stains. He didn't recognize it for a moment and said in confusion: "Are you...?"
"Hey, you are such a bastard. You don't even recognize your old comrades anymore! Take a good look."
Xing Fuquan took off his helmet, wiped the dirt on his face, and spoke seriously to Meng Fanglia again.
"Are you Lao Xing!?" Meng Fangliao said in surprise. He really didn't expect to meet his old comrades in this foreign jungle.
"Haha, you have some eyes. Why, you are doing well now and are now the battalion commander." Xing Fuquan joked, walked over and hooked Meng Fanle's neck.
"That's not the case. How can the young master not get away with it? Alas, please be careful, my soldiers are still watching."
Meng Fannuo pushed him as if he was disgusted and cursed with a smile. But his eyes were also filled with joy of seeing his comrades again.
"So you two know each other." Liao Mingyu was also a little surprised. I went out to fight and brought back an old comrade for this guy.
"Reporting to the regimental leader, this man is a comrade in my former army. We first carried guns in the same company." Meng Fanlie immediately reported to Liao Mingyu.
It turned out that Xing Fuquan was a comrade in Meng Fangliao's old army. Meng Fanglia had known him since he first joined the army.
After fighting for four years, Meng Fanlian pretended to be dead on the battlefield in order to survive, and finally became a deserter. Xing Fuquan followed the army to many places, and finally came to the battlefield in Myanmar. It is really sad to meet comrades from the old army on the battlefield in this foreign country.
After everyone talked for a while, Liao Mingyu ordered the troops to continue moving forward.
At this moment, the Japanese troops outside were frantically chasing the expeditionary soldiers in the jungle. They compared this behavior to hunting, and the prey was this group of Chinese soldiers who did not know how to resist. Xing Fuquan's troops were just one of them. Just one of them.
The troops continued to walk through the dense jungle, and Liao Mingyu discovered an interesting thing while walking among them.
A chubby soldier was nibbling rations while walking. In a short time, he ate up the few noodles in his hand. Still not satisfied, he looked around for others to eat. The people around him stayed away from him with speechless expressions.
"Do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry."
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat in one day, even the turtle boy can't eat even you!"
The veteran on the side scolded him as if he was disgusted: "Krupp, you have eaten all the dry food for us, and you are still hungry? Go find little Japan for food!"
"Huh?! Krupp?"
Liao Mingyu pricked up his ears and heard the name, and instantly felt happy. It turned out that this guy was also in the team.
He hurriedly took a few steps forward and shouted to the people in front of him: "That fat man, yes, the fattest one, get out of the queue!"
"Oh, it's over. I'm afraid the group leader thinks he's too good to eat and wants to coax him out."
"Who told this kid to do nothing but eat and sleep all day long? Who is willing to let him stay in the team?" Several veterans murmured quietly on the side.
At this time, Krupp, who had dark skin, fat head and big ears, and looked a little dull, walked out of the team.
"Sir, what's the matter?" Krupp asked cautiously. I don’t know why the group leader suddenly stopped him.
"I heard they called you Krupp? It doesn't sound like a name. Is it the Krupp of the Krupp 105 howitzer?" Liao Mingyu said to him with a smile.
Krupp laughed naively: "Yes, sir, it's that Krupp."
Looking at this naive fat man, Liao Mingyu was filled with emotion. Even though he looked stupid, he was as wise as a fool.
In fact, he was not stupid. On the contrary, he was very smart. He had studied abroad and studied at the German Artillery School. According to the time, he was a rare intellectual. How can anyone with a weak brain understand the professional knowledge of artillery's range curve.
And this guy is loyal. In the original time and space, Long Wenwen committed suicide. He was the first person to take out a gun and kill himself and follow Long Wenwen.
A scholar dies for a confidant!
"You know that cannon, what's your real name?" Liao Mingyu asked with a frown.
"My name is Shi Xiaomao. My father sent me to Germany to study mechanics. I ended up studying artillery. I used to be an artilleryman. I was the main shooter of the PAK37 anti-tank gun and fought against Japanese tanks."
Krupp scratched the back of his head and said honestly with a thick rolling voice.
"Have you ever fought a small Japanese tank?"
"After beating, poke the tofu with chopsticks and wear it. Japanese tanks are easy to fight, but German tanks are difficult to fight."
When it comes to sex, Krupp is serious about it.
"Come on, have you ever been to Europe and seen what German tanks do?" Meng Fanlao had disbelief written all over his face. The fat man really said he was fat and he even got out of breath.
"There are no cannons here..."
Krupp lowered his head and murmured.
"There will be, there will be!"
Liao Mingyu patted his chest and said to him: "I promise you that when you return to Zenda, you will definitely let you use the Krupp cannon!"
Krupp's eyes lit up and he shouted happily: "Really, sir, as long as you give me enough to eat, I will beat whoever you ask me to!"
"Ha ha!"
Liao Mingyu laughed dumbly. This guy couldn't hold anything else in his mind except eating and having sex.
Well, now, including Krupp, the cannon fodder backbone of the Sichuan Army is already here! !
