The Japanese have been in a stalemate with them on the other side for a week, neither attacking nor evacuating. It would be false to say that they are not upset.
Considering that the situation of the Japanese army was unclear, the reconstruction work of Longling was in progress, and the troops needed a little rest after a battle, Liao Mingyu did not let the troops launch an attack immediately.
The most important point is that the army's ammunition supplies need to be replenished. Fortunately, in terms of bullets, the reserves of shells for various artillery are not much.
In addition, the firearms were damaged to varying degrees, and the supplies and new equipment that had just been exchanged were still on the way. Before these problems were solved, it was best to play it safe. He didn't want to get into trouble.
"Beep beep beep!"
While he was sitting in the car thinking wildly, a jeep suddenly drove up from behind and honked its horn at them.
Ding Xiaoer slowly stepped on the brakes, and the jeep behind him also caught up and parked next to it. A major in the car immediately got out of the car and walked towards Liao Mingyu and the others:
"I would like to report to you that I have just received a telegram from the military headquarters. Please take a look at it."
Liao Mingyu took the telegram and read it carefully. It turned out that the newly appointed commander of the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force would arrive in Kunming to camp the day after tomorrow, and held a combat meeting, requiring commanders of all division-level troops to attend on time.
"Is Wei Lihuang here so early? Haha, it's interesting."
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"You want me to come. Who the hell doesn't want to come? What kid doesn't want to come..."
Mi Long hummed, and the two wandered around to the headquarters. This place was originally an unclaimed compound, with a large area in and out. It probably belonged to some wealthy landlord's house in the past.
Perhaps because of the war, that family disappeared somewhere, and now it has become the temporary headquarters of the Honorable Third Division.
"The walls of your house are very high, and they are built everywhere... Hey! Wang Laowu, it's your turn to be on duty today, can you sit inside?"
I knew Mi Long, the platoon leader who was doing the rotation, as he was half a fellow from Rehe. As soon as he walked up to me, he greeted everyone carelessly.
"Battle Commander Zhang, why did you come to the headquarters today?" Wang Laowu asked with a smile.
Mi Long suppressed the joy in his heart, shook the note in his hand and smiled mysteriously: "Hey, hey, ask for leave and go home."
"Uh...what the heck, Shen Zuo took people out early in the morning, and I don't know when he will be back today." Looking at the excited Mi Long, Wang Laowu scratched his head and said helplessly.
"What the hell? Shen Zuo isn't here either!? Then who should I ask to approve the note?" Mi Long was immediately anxious. Isn't this fucking trouble?
It has been almost a month since I left Zenda. I originally wanted to take a day off to go back and see my wife and children, but it didn't work out.
I originally wanted to find Long Wenwen, but that guy who was not doing his job took people to the other side of Longjiang River to find Meng Fan. The fearful grandson said he couldn't make the decision, so he gave him a note and sent him to Liao Mingyu.
Mi Long happily came over with the note to sign, but even Liao Mingyu went out, so who else could he go to?
"Why don't you go in and find Captain Fang? He's still at the construction sites to the east." Seeing Mi Long scratching his head, Wang Laowu was a little embarrassed, but he still helped him think of a way.
"Who? Staff Officer Fang?"
"That's right. I heard that he was asked to take over all affairs in the division when he left. You can only go to him for this matter... Hey, please slow down!"
As soon as Milong heard this, he turned around and ran away without saying a word. As long as he loves someone, he just needs someone to take care of him. No matter how hard he goes, he can't stop his feeling of returning home.
At the same time, Liao Mingyu was on his way to Kunming with a nervous mood. He didn't know what the suddenly held expeditionary force combat meeting would be like.
At present, there are nearly 200,000 troops gathered in western Yunnan. Song Xilian alone has troops named the 2nd Army, 6th Army, 71st Army, etc., not to mention those units directly under the division level.
It is only the end of July, and Wei Lihuang, the successor commander of the expeditionary force, has arrived in western Yunnan less than half a year earlier than in history. This also indicates that the counterattack in western Yunnan is likely to start early.
Similarly, because of the sudden emergence of Liao Mingyu, the situation of the Japanese army west of the Nujiang River was not as good as before. As long as the senior leaders of the expeditionary force are not stupid, they can see that this is the best opportunity to counterattack.
Such an excellent opportunity was in front of him, but he didn't know what those people were thinking. Liao Mingyu was not sure when he thought about it.
You must know that in history, the expeditionary force's counterattack preparations took nearly a year. It took a lot of effort to get all aspects completed, and it took several more months to wait for the general offensive order from the highest officer.
So much so that the troops stationed in India had been fighting in Myanmar for half a year, and the counterattack horn in western Yunnan was officially sounded. They suffered this loss from Long Wenwen who had marked Nantianmen in the original time and space.
Although there are various indescribable reasons for this, the low efficiency of the national army is really amazing.
Liao Mingyu led a guard company this time, and it took three hours for a convoy of nearly 300 people to reach Chanda along the Burma Highway eastward, but Yu Xiaoqing, who was waiting here, was anxious.
"You're finally here. The meeting is scheduled for 8pm. It's already noon. If we don't hurry up, we won't be able to make it. Why...are you bringing so many people?"
Yu Xiaoqing complained to Liao Mingyu impatiently, it would take at least seven or eight hours to drive to Kunming, and with so many people, are they going to a war or a meeting?
"The time is about the same. How many people are there? I was originally planning to lead a battalion."
Liao Mingyu said haha indifferently. Now that there are many people to offend, what if someone wants to deal with him? If he doesn't bring more soldiers, he won't feel at ease.
Yu Xiaoqing was almost speechless. What was going on? She immediately grabbed his hand and walked to the car: "Forget it, let's go to Baoshan and take the transport plane together. This is the only way we can catch up."
"Wait a minute, what about my soldiers?" Liao Mingyu broke away and looked at him blankly.
"You...can't you just let them go there by themselves? We are late for the first meeting of the Chief Guard, aren't we a bit disrespectful?"
Yu Xiaoqing suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth as he replied, feeling as if ten thousand alpacas were rushing past in his heart, and he could not wait to think about these soldiers.
"Well, it is indeed a bit disrespectful." Liao Mingyu said matter-of-factly.
Why don't you hurry up? But Yu Xiaoqing was too embarrassed to get angry, so she could only patiently say again: "Then let's leave quickly?"
"Don't worry, I've been riding in that car for 3 hours, and my butt is almost split. Let's take a break and have a cigarette." Liao Mingyu said, taking out the cigarette from his pocket, lighting it and holding it in his mouth. Started to smoke.
What a sin! Why did you decide to wait for him on a whim?
The regretful Yu Xiaoqing's face twitched violently, and she really wanted to give herself a big mouth at this moment.
After talking for a while, Liao Mingyu finally agreed to the plan to fly to Baoshan. He only took Dong Dao and Ding Xiaoer with him, and left Zhang Liu in charge of the accompanying security company, and continued driving along the highway to Kunming.
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Originally, Liao Mingyu was not willing to fly. The transport aircraft of this era were poorly sealed and noisy, and would be extremely bumpy when encountering the slightest airflow.
The ups and downs feel as if a plane is about to crash, which is frightening. Sitting on it is like risking your life. It is extremely exciting.
"vomit……"
No, Ding Xiaoer, who was flying for the first time, was already vomiting with the vomit bag in hand. Dong Dao supported him and patted his back helplessly.
"Haha, Brother Yu, I made you laugh." Liao Mingyu apologized with a smile, who made his men so disappointing. Yu Xiaoqing didn't say much. He just took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. He had no time to care about anything else because his mind was entirely on the time.
Because just now they almost didn't even get on the plane. After arriving at Baoshan Airport, they discovered that the last plane's landing gear was broken and could not taxi to take off.
They had no choice but to wait for the mechanic to make repairs. This delay lasted for several hours. It was not until 6 p.m. that they set off from Baoshan Airport.
"You kid, you didn't listen when I told you not to come. I even told you that it's not easy to get on the plane. You thought I was lying to you."
Liao Mingyu held his head and had a headache. This was great. The whole cabin was filled with an indescribable smell caused by this kid.
"I didn't know it would... um~ vomit!"
Ding Xiaoer also regretted it. Before he could finish his words, he was overcome with emotion again and his tears couldn't stop flowing out. If he had known this was the case, he might as well have followed the convoy.
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At this time, Long Wenwen and others were quietly shuttled through the dense forest.
In order to be able to hide, Long Wenwen only brought four people with him this time. They crossed the river from the upper reaches of the Longjiang River and carefully walked toward the Japanese camp along the edge of the forest.
Most of the Japs were huddled in the north of Longjiang River. They did not station themselves too close to the river. Instead, they set up camp deep in the jungle along several main roads.
Long Wenwen and Kaname were hiding outside their camp, quietly observing the movements of this group of Japanese.
"Damn it, it doesn't look like there is a regiment of troops?" Kaname whispered in a bush.
Long Wenwen nodded silently and kept observing the situation with his telescope. It was getting dark and it was almost dusk, and the little devil also started to light a fire and cook.
But there is at most one brigade of troops here, maybe less, because the amount of smoke is completely wrong.
They have been lying in the woods for five hours since the afternoon, and they have changed positions several times in a row. It is basically certain that there are only six to seven hundred people in the woods at most, and most of the Japanese 113th Regiment are definitely not here!
So where will they go? We have arranged reconnaissance companies 24 hours a day within 20 kilometers along the south bank of the river. The Japanese army will definitely be discovered if they want to sneak across the Longjiang River without concealing the truth.
Do you want to go back from a farther place? Both sides of the Longjiang River are covered with large forests, and there are only a few passable roads. It is difficult for large Japanese troops to march in the woods without leaving a trace.
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Around 7:30 p.m., many people had gathered at the Kunming Camp Headquarters, and the long conference table was filled with big shots from all parties.
If you look carefully, the military ranks of these people are all low. Those who can sit on the chair are at least major generals. However, those school-level officers are not qualified to sit and can only stand silently behind their respective commanders.
"Brother Yin Guo, it seems that your 11th Group Army is still two short of arriving, right?"
The first person on the right side of the conference table, a fat lieutenant general shook the cigarette ashes in his hand and spoke to Song Xilian sitting opposite him with a smile.
"This is not a worry for Commander Laohuo. Their defense area is at the forefront, so it is reasonable to be a little slower."
Song Xilian took a sip of the tea on the table and replied calmly, but she couldn't help but sweat for Liao Mingyu in her heart.
What did this kid do? It's almost the meeting time and I still haven't seen him. If he is really late, it will be embarrassing for their 11th Army.
Song Xilian gave Huang Jie a subtle wink. The latter immediately understood and got up to send a report outside to inquire about the situation.
But as soon as he reached the door, two young officers walked in hurriedly and happened to bump into him.
"Oops, Chief Huang! Sorry, sorry."
Yu Xiaoqing had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly supported Huang Jie's body. After Tang Ji's absence, he often went to the military headquarters for meetings, and he was relatively familiar with the latter.
"Oh? It turns out Xiao Yu, why are you here now? The commander has been waiting for you for a while. The chief of guard will be here soon. Hurry up and sit down."
Huang Jieding scolded him with a slightly serious tone. He took a closer look and saw that there was a general-level officer next to Yu Xiaoqing. As expected, it should be the young man who was in the spotlight.
The two of them didn't say much, nodded and walked in silently.
"Huh, Brother Liao, luckily we caught up." Yu Xiaoqing, who was sitting on the chair, breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not late, otherwise he would really become the laughing stock of others.
Liao Mingyu curled his lips and didn't take it seriously. Longling was hundreds of kilometers away from Kunming, so it was already great that he could come here.
After a while, Yu Xiaoqing started chatting quietly with several familiar officers, and introduced some people to Liao Mingyu. The latter expressed lack of interest in this and just nodded politely, not wanting to talk to them too much.
Except for Liao Mingyu, who had just greeted Song Xilian and said nothing, he knew almost no one here except Commander Song, and it was obvious that many people had some prejudices against him. He could already feel a few cold eyes. Looking at him with good intentions.
No one asked him to beep and he was happy to be free. Liao Mingyu smoked a cigarette and closed his eyes to rest, quietly waiting for the meeting to start.
"cough!"
Ten minutes later, with a slight cough, the surrounding conversations gradually disappeared, because Wei Lihuang, commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, had arrived in the conference room.
Liao Mingyu slowly opened his eyes and looked curiously at the victorious general known as one of the "Five Tiger Generals" under the head of state.
There is not much difference from the photos of later generations, except that he has slightly chubby cheeks, a mustache across his lips, and a trace of peace and loyalty between his brows. He appears to be full of energy at an age when he is about to know his destiny.
"Now that everyone is here, let's start this meeting."
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