That evening, after dinner.
Liao Mingyu adheres to the concept of loving the soldiers and loving the people, and lives with the old brothers of the Sichuan Army.
Logically speaking, since he is a dignified leader, it is normal for him to have a separate room. But who is happy today? I sleep with my brothers in the same bunk bed.
In the middle of the night, he regretted that he still underestimated the fighting power of the mysterious dragon.
This beast!
It didn't stop all night.
"Milong, this belongs to you! You are trying to demolish the building!"
"Woof woof! Woof!"
Meng Fanglia stood in the yard with his hands on his hips and cursed upstairs. Dogrou was so frightened by his howling that he also barked.
The other brothers began to doubt life. This is not a question of sleeping or not... We are all young and energetic guys, and this voice is too damn... so damn annoying!
The energetic Mi Long reunited with Shangguan Jiici, and it was as if a farewell was better than a newlyweds... It was like a dry fire, burning like a thunderbolt.
Bu La and Yao Nu Snake Butts ran out of the compound with their quilts in their arms. They would rather squeeze in the next house than stay here any longer.
Turtle son, you are too cruel, I can't stand it, I can't stand it... (I can't stand it) Kaname kept cursing in his heart.
Ayi was so upset that he simply sang a military song. Meng Fan continued to yell and curse.
Curses, barking dogs and military songs were mixed in the yard.
Dong Dao said with some dissatisfaction: "You people have no morals and let people sleep."
But that sultry sound kept coming from the attic...
this……
A few drops of sweat flowed down Dong Dao's forehead. This tough man couldn't stand this kind of mental torture.
"Where's my knife?"
"I'll help you get it..." Kang Ya said and handed over his red cherry machete.
When he saw him, his closed eyes suddenly opened, he turned his right hand, and rushed out with a big knife.
Everyone thought he was going to kill the mysterious dragon with his sword, but unexpectedly, this guy started practicing his sword skills directly in the yard.
"Bah, idiot! I thought you were going to kill someone." Kang Ya spat at him disdainfully.
Liao Mingyu has scolded Mi Long thousands of times in his heart. Why is this grandson so capable? Can't you use all your strength? Damn it, if I had known earlier, I would have gone to sleep at Xiao Zui’s place. What the hell is this?…
"Uncle, what are mom and him doing?"
The innocent Lei Bao tilted his head and asked Liao Mingyu.
Unexpectedly, he would face such a problem one day, and Liao Mingyu's face twitched. I had no choice but to squat down and say helplessly: "You are still young, you will know when you grow up..."
Veterinary Hao walked over slowly with his back hunched over, took Lei Bao's hand and said lovingly: "Come on, good boy, go to sleep with grandpa, grandpa will tell you a story."
"Are you dead? Why didn't you see him?"
This kind of thing, the one who was so worried about the world being in chaos didn't say anything? It simply subverted Liao Mingyu's world view.
I was so confused that I scanned the yard and couldn't find this guy.
"The grandson has gone to West Street a long time ago. Mom, I should have known that the young master would also go with him."
Meng Fanlai seemed to be tired of scolding. He sat on the steps, panting heavily and said angrily.
To put it bluntly, West Street is the red light district of Zenda. There are countless people from all walks of life, most of whom are in the flesh business.
So witty?
Alas, it seems that today is destined to be a sleepless night, Liao Mingyu couldn't help but think to himself.
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Early the next morning, Mi Long came down from upstairs refreshed and found that everyone in the yard was awake.
However, they all had dark circles under their eyes, were listless, and looked like they had not slept well.
"Hey, it's quite early. Did you sleep well yesterday?" Milong looked at everyone and said hello sheepishly.
"Good morning, uncle!"
Meng Feng, who was drowsily squatting in the corner, stood up with a start. To scold the dragon is to scold him.
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, my wife is still asleep." Milong quickly ran forward and said
"Why keep it quiet? You two were very happy last night. We stayed out all night and listened to you two singing Liang Shanbo and Zhu Ying all night long... Uh-huh!"
"Shhhhhh! Don't shout. I'll treat you to dinner next time, so don't shout."
Mi Long was so frightened that he quickly covered Meng Fan's mouth and said flatteringly.
Ah Yi next to him suddenly sang a military song again, and the bearded Cui Yong over there was even more ruthless, picking up two sticks and knocking on the stool. Kang Ya imitated the crow of a rooster in a high-pitched voice.
Milong was very anxious now. He was not around, and everyone was shouting and yelling, trying to let him experience the pain of yesterday.
"Don't shout, don't shout, hey, grandpas, I'm your grandson, okay? Please stop shouting."
...Looking at the commotion outside the room, Liao Mingyu shook his head helplessly and smiled. Not having slept this night was not without gain.
He spent the whole night listing out the subsequent job arrangements and equipment configuration of the army.
I don't know what kind of reward the superiors will give me. Don't just give me a verbal praise to encourage him. Otherwise, he will probably cry to death.
I originally wanted to discuss it with Long Wenwen. This bastard went out all night and didn't even know he was coming back. Huh, let's see how I deal with you later.
"Danzao! Danzao!"
At this time, Xing Fuquan rushed in from outside the hospital and shouted anxiously: "Oh no, regimental leader, Yu Xiaoqing and the others just captured one of our officers on West Street!"
"What! What's going on?"
Liao Mingyu stood up suddenly.
"Just now when some of my soldiers went to buy daily necessities, they saw a group of Yu regiment men escorting an officer into a military vehicle on the street."
Xing Fuquan said with a serious face: "Those soldiers came back immediately and reported to me. Based on their description, I feel that it is probably Deputy Commander Long!"
"Why arrest him?!"
"It seems...it seems I heard that he pretended to be an officer..."
"Boom!"
Liao Mingyu punched the table with anger written on his face. Long Wenwen still couldn't escape this fate and was captured by Yu Xiaoqing.
Is this bastard so small-minded? I was yelled at by the river that day and my self-esteem was a bit hurt. I am afraid that I want to come back now to take revenge.
Impersonating an officer? It's really ridiculous that such a fake regiment leader dares to lead his soldiers to the other side of the river to fight against the Japs, but he, the real Yu Tuanzuo, only dares to cower in Chanda and do nothing. How can he tell whether it is true or false? ?
No matter what, it is a fact that Long Wenwen was arrested.
"Commander, the entire regiment must assemble!"
The furious Liao Mingyu's mood can be imagined, and he roared loudly.
"Members of the group, please think carefully. If we go like this, we might really get into a fight. Why don't we negotiate before..."
Xing Fuquan's face was full of worry. He was worried that this would cause large-scale bloodshed.
"Tell you Xing Fuquan, you are still a member of our Sichuan Army Corps, so bring me weapons and assemble the troops. Remember, the dignity of the brothers in the Sichuan Army Corps cannot be trampled by others. I, Liao Mingyu, will never allow anyone to bully us. Brothers of the Sichuan Army!"
Liao Mingyu's eyes were like the cold wind in the winter moon, which felt like pain on Xing Fuquan's face. He shivered involuntarily. It seemed that the group leader was really angry.
"Yes!" Without saying another word, Xing Fuquan immediately saluted, then turned around to assemble the team.
"I'm sorry, tell Krupp to pull out all the artillery and point it at Yu Xiaoqing's command post. Damn it, do you think I'm stupid if I don't get angry!?"
"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away!"
Meng Fanglia also understood the seriousness of the matter. Although he did not agree with this in his heart, due to his unconditional trust in the leader, he could execute any unreasonable order without hesitation.
Everyone was indescribably excited as they watched the leader of the group who was protecting the calf show off his power. In an instant, a chilling atmosphere filled the entire Sichuan Army Corps station...
At the same time, in the presidential palace on the south bank of Bayu.
The Supreme Head of State was sitting on the Taishi chair, sipping tea in his hand, enjoying the hard-won leisure time in the afternoon.
"Yunong, come and try this April Longjing."
While speaking, the head of state picked up another tea cup and handed it to Director Dai beside him.
Dai Yunong, who was sitting upright next to him, took the tea cup respectfully and thanked him quickly.
"Tsk tsk... Well, what's the matter with coming to me suddenly?"
Putting down the tea cup, the head of state smacked his mouth, savoring the fragrance between his lips, and asked Director Dai slowly.
"It's like this. Yesterday you asked me to verify the intelligence on western Yunnan, and there are also some performance telegrams sent by the troops. I have sorted them out. Please take a look."
Director Dai quickly stood up, took out a stack of documents from the briefcase he was carrying, and handed them over respectfully.
"Oh? Then I have to take a good look."
The head of state took the document and slowly read through it. …
When I saw a telegram from western Yunnan, I frowned instantly.
"snort!"
Slapping the telegram on the table, the head of state said angrily: "The Yu family is getting thicker and thicker!"
Director Dai quickly picked it up and looked at it, only to see the telegram written:
The war situation in western Yunnan was urgent, and most of the Japanese troops were approaching the west bank of the Nu River. The First Regiment of the Yu Division, led by its commander Yu Xiaoqing, actively launched a defense. Although they did not take the initiative to attack, they resolutely defended the east bank and did not let any enemy troops cross the Nu River. May the Führer see this...
"Mother Xipi, what does this telegram mean by his old man Yu? How dare he come to me to claim credit without firing a shot?"
The head of state said angrily, if today the bandits are not driven out, but the people below only know how to fight for power and gain, how can they not make people angry.
"hehe."
Director Dai smiled after reading the telegram. He said to the head of state: "Don't be angry, head of state. Please read this telegram from the Western Yunnan Intelligence Office. I guarantee that you will feel much better."
"oh?"
Another telegram read: Liao Mingyu, the colonel commander of the Zichuan Army, led his troops to fight in Myanmar at the beginning of this month and returned to China at the end of the month. During the period of entering Myanmar, more than 3,000 enemy troops were wiped out, and three Japanese brigades were defeated in an organized manner. Four Japanese lieutenants were killed, including Tachibana Kikuma, the eldest son of the Tachibana family in Japan.
"Haha, all the people I came from Huangpu are talented generals. Compared with them, what does he, Yu Xiaoqing, mean?"
The head of state looked at this solid record report, and then his anger turned into joy. The results above Nantianmen can be said to be the highest record in Myanmar after Diane Blue.
"The Yu family has always been thinking that Yu Xiaoqing can sit in the position of Master Yu and inherit the mantle. This is expected. He, Mr. Yu, has been trying to get everything right and left, and this is not the reason for it."
Director Dai slowly told the truth of the matter. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Führer's expression. Seeing the disgusted expression on the head of state's face, I gradually felt confident. Then he continued:
"If you want to say that the entire battle of Nantianmen is the result of Liao Mingyu and the Sichuan Army, it has nothing to do with Yu Xiaoqing. If you insist on saying that it is related, it means that Yu Xiaoqing took advantage of Liao Mingyu."
"But the energy of the Yu family is there after all. If I don't follow his wishes this time, I'm afraid..."
The head of state remained silent, stood up and slowly walked to the window. He was thinking about the stakes of something.
"Let Yu Xiaoqing be the division commander. This matter has nothing to do with merit. Anyway, the entire Yu division belongs to their family. It's just a matter of time.
"But! The promotion of the position and the unchanged military rank is the maximum I can tolerate." The head of state closed his eyes and said sternly.
"Then Liao Mingyu's side..."
"Liao Mingyu is iron-blooded and loyal, and the Sichuan Legion defends the country. He should be a model for our army and the pride of China!"
The head of state paused, thought for a while and continued: "Liao Mingyu, the leader of the Sichuan Army Corps, has made meritorious service in the battle of Nantianmen. The Sichuan Army Corps has tentatively established an independent reinforcement regiment. Liao Mingyu will be the leader of the reinforcement regiment and receive the title of one star with a golden face."
Director Dai's eyes narrowed. It seemed that the head of state wanted to examine this junior again. After all, people's hearts will change after being abroad for so long. Being suspicious, he could not completely trust Liao Mingyu to give him too much support.
Although it was somewhat different from what I expected, at least I was awarded the title of general. The head of state can still accept himself as a student, and future promotions are only a matter of time and qualifications.
"Send the report now and tell him that the establishment is given to you. Let him handle the personnel arrangements by himself. I will give him a priority to replenish a batch of equipment and supplies, but whether the reinforcement group can be fully established depends on his own ability. In the end One sentence, don’t fall into the military spirit of Huangpu!”
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