"You don't have anything to say to me?" Liao Mingyu asked, sitting at the table and looking at Meng Fangli who stood like a lamp pole.
"No...no, what can I do? Just tell me if you have any orders, sir." Meng Fanglia said with a guilty conscience. For some reason, he didn't dare to look at the prince's eyes at this moment.
"Are you really okay?" Liao Mingyu said in a deep voice.
"It's really okay, eh, Tuanzuo, didn't you say you were looking for me if you had something to do? Why did you ask me if I was okay? Haha." Meng Fanglia forced himself to stay calm and deliberately changed the subject.
"Hmph!" Liao Mingyu snorted coldly, and then shouted to the door: "You two, please close the door and go out for a walk, and come back in 20 minutes!"
The two soldiers standing guard at the door immediately closed the door and walked out of the courtyard.
Seeing the two soldiers walking away, Liao Mingyu continued to say to Meng Fanlie: "I just want to ask you, how would you feel if something big happened in your brother's family but he didn't tell you? Would you like it? Do you think this guy doesn’t take you seriously?”
Meng Fanlao's heart suddenly trembled, this...does everyone in the group know about it? It shouldn't be. No one told me about this.
Seeing that Meng Fanyi lowered his head and said nothing, Liao Mingyu continued to speak in a deep voice:
"This guy originally planned to take matters into his own hands and solve the problem alone, but he didn't consider what his brothers would think after knowing about it. Chief of Staff Meng, tell me... is this guy a bastard?"
Meng Fan's head buzzed. He never thought in his dreams. How could Tuanzuo know about it?
"Take out the letter and show it to me." Liao Mingyu said angrily.
It's already reached this point, and there's no point in pretending anymore. Meng Fanglia struggled internally, and finally handed the family letter to Liao Mingyu honestly.
After reading this letter, Liao Mingyu sighed softly, looked at it helplessly and drooped his head in boredom.
"Tell me about you. Mi Long is like this, and so are you. You can only handle the housework by yourself? Why don't you tell me these things?" Liao Mingyu slapped the table hard, and he became very angry when he said this. light.
Meng Fan's eyes were a little red, and he whispered: "Tuanzu... I... I just don't want to cause you any more trouble."
"Bullshit! This is how you are causing trouble for me. You are hiding each and every one of us. Do you still regard me as a brother? Huh?" Liao Mingyu scolded angrily with a pulled face.
"Then don't tell me that you want to run to the West Bank alone to find your parents."
Meng Fanlao, who had been stabbed, lowered his head and did not dare to look at Liao Mingyu again. He did have this idea at first, but when he thought about the old brothers of the Sichuan Army, he was troubled.
Looking at him with a depressed expression, Liao Mingyu shook his head helplessly. Alas, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. They are just ordinary people, and we cannot ask them to have no desires and desires like saints.
"The investigation team will take action in a week. At that time, I will personally lead the team to Heshun Town, and you will go with me." Liao Mingyu said suddenly after a long silence.
"Ah?" Meng Fan didn't react for a while.
"Why, haven't I made it clear enough? Go to Heshun Town to investigate the Japanese position, and by the way... pick up your parents!" Liao Mingyu said again.
"This? Tuan Zuo, that..." Meng Fan was extremely surprised. He never expected that Tuan Zuo would do this for him.
"Stop this and that, get out of here! Go back and have a good rest and stop thinking nonsense." Liao Mingyu waved his hands pretending to be impatient.
"Yes!" Meng Fanglia finally regained his energy. The leader's words gave him hope.
"If you don't worry about each of them, I still have to wipe your butts..."
When Meng Fanglia walked to the door, he suddenly heard the helpless muttering behind him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Thank you, everyone, this kindness will never be forgotten! He clenched his fists and swore secretly.
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In the past two days, the Sichuan Army Corps became busy again. After the whole regiment changed their uniforms, they started devil-like training. Assault battles, critical battles, interspersed tactics, armed cross-country... Liao Mingyu tormented them in different ways.
Most of the soldiers in the 1st and 2nd Battalions were fine. They had been dealt with by Liao Mingyu earlier, so they could accept it.
The third and fourth battalions were having a hard time. Most of them were new recruits. The high-intensity training tortured them terribly. They were as tired as dogs every day. When they returned to the camp, they fell asleep.
There were even a few soldiers who couldn't stand this kind of training and even deserted.
There is really no sympathy for the behavior of deserters. Liao Mingyu implemented a joint and several responsibility system, and the entire class who had deserters suffered together.
The deserter who was caught for the first time was given 40 military sticks and then placed in confinement for 7 days. Then each person in his squad received 15 military sticks and his monthly military pay was deducted. The squad leader was doubled, and the platoon leader above him was immediately removed from his post.
If there is another escape situation later, the deserter will be shot directly, even the military stick will be spared.
In troubled times, it is important to use heavy rules. Now that a war is imminent, Liao Mingyu has no time to talk to them slowly.
However, he was still relatively merciful. After being beaten with 40 military sticks, the man was basically half dead. The seven days of confinement punished him and he was also recovering from his injuries.
Under such rules, everyone is on tenterhooks, fearing that such a shameless guy will appear in their team. Soldiers can supervise each other, and junior officers dare not be careless in the slightest.
Although the training is hard, the tiredness is valuable. There is no doubt that the combat effectiveness has improved, and Liao Mingyu has always been generous when it comes to food and drink.
Steamed buns, steamed buns and rice porridge were served in the morning, and meat and vegetables were served at noon and evening, along with fragrant rice. From time to time, there was also a toothpaste ceremony, and monthly military pay was paid on time.
You must know that these Kuhaha people may not even be able to eat one full meal a day before. Now that they have such good conditions, why are they dissatisfied?
Snake Butt is now the "chief chef" of the entire Sichuan Army. His cooking company not only has to cook every day, but is also responsible for purchasing various foods and grains, which makes him so busy that his chest is pressed against his back.
Chickens, ducks, and fish came in various forms, and the regiment leader gave him a lot of money. Anyway, there was only one request: to make these scrawny brats of the Sichuan Army strong.
With systematic support, there is basically no need to spend a penny on guns and ammunition. In addition to the military pay for the soldiers, the military pay allocated by the authorities and the money from reselling old equipment are all used on food.
Raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while. The word "nurturing" alone has great knowledge. Not only the training and weapons and equipment, the physical condition of the soldiers is also a top priority.
The little devils are a typical example of this. Although they are short in stature, they are all strong and strong. Why do many Chinese troops collapse in battle with the Japanese army? In addition to the gap in weapons, the Chinese soldiers are far behind in terms of individual soldier quality and combat will.
The simplest way is to fight with a bayonet. Not to mention the person's weapons skills, the Chinese soldiers with the same equipment really can't beat an ordinary Japanese soldier.
To put it bluntly, let a group of hungry thin men fight with a group of well-fed strong men. Only if they can win can they win.
How much combat effectiveness do you expect from a bunch of troops who don't even have enough to eat? The disparity in equipment and the weak will to fight are the reasons for collapse at the first touch.
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