When we were still in the Sichuan Army Corps, there was an "old saying in the army" circulating in the army: No matter how hard you die, as long as you stare somewhere and laugh, nothing good will happen.
As soon as he saw Long Wenwen showing his iconic smile, Yao Ma, who was smoking next to him, threw away the butt of his cigarette and walked away without saying a word. His movements were so smooth that it made people feel distressed.
"Kaima! Are you going to be Mo Zi?"
Bu La, the good brother who wore crotchless pants, screamed subconsciously, which frightened Kaname so much that his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Unexpectedly, Long Wenwen moved faster. He stepped forward in three steps and pinched the back of Yao Ma's neck. He smiled maliciously in Sichuan dialect and said: "Brother Kao Ma, give me a hammer." ? Why don't you go play with me across the street this afternoon?"
"Forget it, Captain Long, I've been suffering from dysentery for the past two days, or else... Ouch, ouch! My stomach starts to hurt again!" Kaname rolled his eyes, immediately covered his stomach and started to pretend to scream.
"You have dysentery? What a coincidence. I happen to have a remedy for dysentery. Do you want me to show you my skills?"
As he spoke, Long Wenwen's arms tightened slightly, causing Yao to go numb until he grinned and moaned in pain.
"Hey! Don't touch me, cough... I'm really not feeling well. Why don't you scream?" Kaname desperately tried to break away, still trying to make the final struggle in his mouth.
"You bastard! Don't blame me!" Bu La suddenly felt unhappy when he heard this. If we work together, it will cause trouble, and the relationship is still not getting along?
Long Wenwen didn't accept his tactics at all. He turned his face and growled viciously: "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and ask the two of them to bring their equipment and wait for me upstream!"
Kaname had no choice but to succumb to Long Wenwen's lustful power and reluctantly walked out with his head hanging down.
Seeing the two of them joking around like they were performing a show, Meng Fanglia couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Master Long, what are you doing?"
"Let's go over and see what those grandsons are doing. It's been almost a week since these little devils came. Aren't you curious about what they are doing in the woods all day?" Long Wenwen turned his head away and replied disapprovingly. .
"Why don't you report it to the attendant? Don't let me suffer the same consequences as you because of your unauthorized actions."
Meng Fanxia has learned his lesson now, and he doesn't want to be dealt with by Liao Mingyu again.
"What are you reporting? I'll take two or three people there and then come back. It's not good if there are more people."
Long Wenwen walked to the edge of the trench, picked up his binoculars and looked towards the other side. The boundless forest sea could not be seen to the end at a glance, and he could only vaguely see the little devils shuttled through the gaps between the trees.
According to the temper of the little devil, it is impossible for him to stay in the jungle full of mosquitoes and do nothing. There must be something fishy in this.
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Different from the calm position of the first main force, Longling is quite lively now.
After the First World War, the small county town began intensive reconstruction work. The houses that were destroyed by the shells were cleared one by one, and the resettlement of the people was also strictly carried out.
Since the Japanese army invaded Longling last year, almost all the people who could escape have fled, and those who are left can only live in dire straits. One can imagine their treatment under the rule of the little devils.
Those who dared to resist were captured and imprisoned in concentration camps. Not only that, the Japs also captured countless villagers from surrounding villages and threw them into it. What awaited them was inhumane torture and biochemical experiments.
After all, Longling is a county town. After the initial killings, many people have become honest. In order to facilitate management, the little devil selected a security chief and some scoundrels. People who want to be obedient people are still qualified to live. down.
But these traitors began to act arrogantly, forgetting their identity as Chinese.
The logistics of the Little Devils have always been inadequate. They opened too many battlefields, resulting in a shortage of food supplies for the frontline troops. At this time, the Japanese army would plunder wantonly almost everywhere they went.
Especially the Japanese troops in western Yunnan were advancing too fast and the jungles of Burma were inconvenient for transportation. Even with such a large granary in Southeast Asia, their food supplies were difficult to supply.
In addition, the Japanese have always believed that the logistics of weapons is the most critical, and medicine and food are not that important. Therefore, high-level officials ordered the Japanese army to adopt an "on-the-spot solution" approach if supplies were insufficient. .
The so-called "solve on the spot" is nothing more than robbing the local people's food. In order to obtain it in the long term, the little devils also asked the people of Longling to farm for them, so that they can enjoy it when the food matures.
Many people have worked hard for more than half a year. Even if they know that the crops in their fields are mature, they dare not harvest them. Instead, collect some wild vegetables and grass seeds for use.
You can harvest grain, but it must be done under the supervision of the little devil, and 90% of the harvested grain must be handed over.
If anyone dares to hide it secretly or go to the fields to harvest it secretly, they will only leave a few corpses in the same place as target for practice.
The Japanese don't care about their life and death, they only regard the common people as machines that can take unlimited amounts of money. In the long run, more and more residents starve to death due to lack of food. Even if they live on wild vegetables, they can only survive.
Every day, more than a dozen corpses are swept out of the city. The huge Longling County town originally had a population of nearly 100,000, but now it has become empty. Counting the surrounding villages, the total population is less than 10,000.
Now that the land has been recovered, the people can no longer suffer. Here we have to talk about Fang Jingyao's excellence.
He first carried out a general cleanup and hunted down all those traitors and bastards. As a Chinese, it’s fine not to resist when faced with external humiliation. Instead, we help the enemy oppress our compatriots. This is an unforgivable crime!
For a time, such people became street rats, and many residents came forward to identify them. Fang Jingyao gave an order to hang them all, without exception, on the edge of the woods outside the city, as a warning to others!
Then the army rations were evenly distributed among the troops, and the people were gathered together to distribute them in batches. At the same time, all the land that could be cultivated was returned to the residents.
This time, tons of materials and food were seized from the Japanese army, which was more than enough to distribute to the people. It could at least maintain their lives for a period of time. As long as they have land in their hands, the hard-working Chinese people can be self-sufficient.
After doing this, Jingyao was not idle. Looking at the devastated Longling, he immediately thought of his hometown in Malaysia. I am afraid it will be the same scene now.
Nearly half of the houses in Longling City were bombed and collapsed, and some people were even homeless. After all, the Third Division was partly responsible for this.
Fang Jingyao waved his hand and immediately asked the engineer corps that had completed the reorganization to start helping the people rebuild their homes.
Cleaning up ruins, erecting sheds and building houses...the engineering corps was extremely busy, and this was just the opportunity for them to practice their skills for the first time. Within a week, most of the rubble had been cleared away and new homes began to go up.
With the help of the soldiers, the people of Longling quickly got rid of the trauma caused by the war and began to slowly get back on track.
The common people had never thought that those soldiers could do this. Everyone was moved to tears and called Fang Jingyao their Qingtian Grand Master.
"Captain, Zenda's engineering team has arrived."
Ayi, who was sweating profusely, ran to the construction site on the outskirts of the city under the scorching sun and reported to Fang Jingyao who was making arrangements.
"Haha, thank you for your hard work, Deputy Captain Lin." Fang Jingyao smiled and handed him a glass of water: "It's hot, let's drink some water first."
"Ah! Thank you very much, leader!" Ayi took the water glass flattered and said thank you quickly.
Fang Jingyao smiled indifferently, stared at the drawings in his hand and ordered:
"Let them rest for half a day. They will come here to start work tomorrow. Ask your brothers to cooperate and not to show off in front of others. They have more experience in this area than us."
"knew."
Ayi replied seriously, but his eyes were full of admiration. After getting in touch with him in the past few days, he finally understood why Shen Zuo valued this middle-aged man so much.
Different from Liao Mingyu's fierceness and decisiveness, Fang Jingyao is more gentle and elegant, doing things in an unhurried but methodical manner. Today, he has integrated the troops in an orderly manner, and he treats others like a spring breeze, making others unable to feel disgusted.
Ah Yiben is a person who likes dignity. His contact with Fang Jingyao made him feel particularly cordial. At the same time, he also envied the latter's ability and calm attitude, which he lacked.
"Ayi, is there anything else?" Fang Jingyao couldn't help but ask, looking at Ayi who was standing next to him but hesitant to speak.
"Um... Commander... Nong Ah, would you like to teach me how to lead troops?" A Yi said with some embarrassment.
He also felt that Liao Mingyu actually cared about him and asked him to lead an army alone many times, but in the end it was still getting further and further away from expectations.
I looked at the old brothers around me who were working brilliantly in the main force, but I couldn't even lead a logistics group. This made Ayi feel very defeated, and at the same time he secretly vowed to prove himself to others.
At this time, Fang Jingyao, whose abilities were off the charts, seemed to let Ayi see his savior. He couldn't help but want the other party to teach him how to be a qualified military officer.
"Captain?...Is that okay? As long as you can teach me and let me become your disciple." Seeing that Fang Jingyao was stunned and didn't speak, Ayi added again for fear that he wouldn't agree.
Fang Jingyao immediately couldn't laugh or cry. Love is for such a thing. Although it was very abrupt, he was very happy to give this young man some advice and direction.
"Haha, when it comes to leading troops, you only need to remember four points. Don't use your noble body to be a bitch, don't go against the crowd with your unique views, don't lose your loyalty by relying on your abilities, and don't damage your wisdom by unfair rewards and punishments."
"Don't take your life for granted..." Ayi murmured what he just said, and quickly took out a small book from his pocket and started to record it.
"You have to remember these in your mind instead of in the notebook, otherwise what's the difference between talking about military affairs on paper? Remember, a qualified general must first be courageous, dare to think and dare to do..."
Fang Jingyao suddenly became serious, like a strict and patient teacher, tirelessly explaining some truths to Ayi.
Fang Jingyao also asked him to use himself as an example to read and learn more, and also said that he would try his best to help him grow in the days to come.
Ah Yi was naturally ecstatic about this result and wanted to kneel down and kowtow to his master on the spot. However, how could Huoda's Fang Jingyao let him do this? Seeing that he was so motivated, he should help Liao Mingyu to guide this young man. .
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Liao Mingyu took people around the city. There were busy figures and smiling residents everywhere. This scene made him very satisfied.
Fang Jingyao is worthy of being a high-level talent. In just a few days, Longling has been managed in an orderly manner, and the engineering regiment has also become impressive. He is just waiting for the arrival of the next batch of engineering equipment, and the army can officially get on the right track. .
After coming out of the city, Liao Mingyu turned around and went to the Japanese camp in the middle of the mountain col last time. Now this camp has been used by Chen Jize as a training ground and residence, and part of the third main regiment is stationed here.
As soon as the jeep arrived at the outskirts of the camp, deafening gunshots and slogans were heard. The camp was bustling with activity, and soldiers from a battalion were undergoing a series of standardized training.
Chen Jize, Hong Mu and others also took the lead in training. This is the glorious tradition of their three regiments. No matter what kind of training there is, as long as there is no special matter, all officers must participate in it together with the soldiers.
Trenches, low pile nets, shooting ranges... During this period, the Third Regiment has transformed this place into a decent place. There is also a mud pit next to the venue. Many soldiers are wrestling and rolling in it, conducting combat training. The shirtless Chen Jize suddenly appeared. in it.
This kid is really a genius in military training. Liao Mingyu shook his head and decided not to disturb them and prepared to leave first.
"Stop, stop, stop! Jize, isn't that a seat of honor?" Hong Mu shouted quickly.
Chen Jize, who was about to throw him over the shoulder, turned around and saw, sure enough, wasn't the man not far away none other than Liao Mingyu?
"Take a seat!"
"Take a seat..."
When they saw Liao Mingyu coming, the soldiers present stopped what they were doing and stood at attention to salute him.
"You continue to practice and leave me alone."
Liao Mingyu waved his hand, looking at Chen Jize who looked like a clay figure, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Last time he mentioned the special team's quagmire training ground, but he didn't expect that this kid turned his back and made one himself.
"yes!"
Chen Jize responded, as if he had thought of something, he came over and spoke softly to Liao Mingyu: "But if you are here to sit down... why don't you go to the back and see the people of the 200th Division."
"Huh? What happened to them?"
"It's not like anything happened. These guys stayed in those armored vehicles all day, and they don't know what they were doing." Chen Jize answered truthfully.
"Huh? If you don't tell me, I've forgotten. Forget it, let's go take a look and talk about it later!" Liao Mingyu slapped his forehead in annoyance. He had been so busy these past two days that he had forgotten about that group of people.
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