"Reporting to the audience, the tower correspondent said that the military plane has arrived over Nankan and will land in five minutes."
Liao Mingyu looked up. Although he could not see the shadow of the plane, the roaring sound still slowly came from the sky.
"Has the runway been cleared?"
"Don't worry, Sir, everything has been cleared up."
Ten minutes later, the C47 transport plane finally came to a steady stop on the runway. Soon the cabin door opened, and a fat man with big shoulders and round waist got out of it first.
"Salute to Commander Fan!"
More than thirty soldiers from the guard camp stood at attention and saluted. Fan Shaozeng was stunned by this scene as soon as he got off the plane. His fat face looked very surprised.
Standing at the head was a young officer with a golden face and two stars, looking at him with a smile. You didn't need to guess who this person was.
"Oh, no need to be so polite, no need to be so polite. Is this brother Liao? He is such a personable and talented person." Fan Shaozeng quickly stepped forward to greet him warmly.
"Haha, you're welcome, Sir Fan. I've prepared a table of good wine and food to welcome you. Shall we go on first?"
While speaking, Liao Mingyu also began to look up and down at the "Commander Har" in front of him.
Fan Shaozeng is not tall but his body is extremely fat. His fat military uniform is obviously made to order in an extra-large size. Unlike Krupp's tall bear style, he looks more rounded. He has a naive and round face like a rubber ball, and he smiles like Maitreya. Buddha.
"Oh, thank you, brother Liao, but don't worry, I still have some teachers. Come on, Adjutant Fan! Bring me the autographed commendation order and medal."
Behind him, Fan Bao quickly took out the commendation order and an exquisite small box from his briefcase.
"Ahem... My beloved general Liao Mingyu has made meritorious service in battle and driven the enemy away from the country. He is indeed a model for Chinese soldiers and a great blessing to the nation. He is specially awarded the Medal of the Blue Sky and White Sun. I hope you will live up to the expectations and create greater glory...
Fan Shaozeng held the commendation order and talked eloquently. This was something the chief had specifically explained before coming here. After all, meritorious service should be rewarded.
This time, a total of two third-class Baoding Medals, five fifth-class Baoding Medals, and more Yunhui Medals and Loyalty Medals were obtained, all to reward Long Wenwen, Chen Jize and others who fought on the front line.
Liao Mingyu smiled and took it respectfully on the surface, but he didn't take it seriously on the inside. The bald man likes to do these frivolous things to win over people's hearts.
I already have several medals, but they can’t be used as food, so what’s the use of hanging them to look good? Might as well have some actual ocean.
Besides, the 1.8 million French currency is like toilet paper. It would cost tens of thousands of dollars to buy a chicken with this useless thing. The purchasing power is getting worse every year, and the degree of inflation can be imagined.
"In addition, the head of state also ordered you to serve as the deputy of the New 88th Army. This is the appointment document. From now on... you and I will have to cooperate sincerely."
This Fan Ha'er was indeed a familiar person, and he had already started to call him brother and sister before they even exchanged a few words, but his last words moved Liao Mingyu.
The head of state actually let himself serve as deputy in the army? This is really unexpected.
I originally thought that the transfer incident was somewhat offensive to the bald man, but unexpectedly, not only did he not get angry, but he even upgraded himself to another level, which was confusing.
"This time the Ministry of Military Affairs failed to transfer you to Jiangxi. Chiang Kai-shek was also afraid that you would be uneasy, so he gave you some sweeteners to stabilize your mind."
As if he could see Liao Mingyu's hesitation, Fan Shaozeng quietly came up and said mysteriously:
"Hehe... But your baby is really good. Several big guys came forward to protect her. I... uh... I have never seen anyone with such a big face."
Liao Mingyu smiled bitterly, Fan Shaozeng was really quick-tongued and told the truth.
When any military commander takes office, there will be a large group of people, and at least there must be a guard to follow him. Fortunately for him, he didn't have anyone with him except an accompanying adjutant, and he looked as bold as a skilled man.
But it was such sincerity and lack of pretense that won Liao Mingyu a lot of favor.
…
="Five-star Chef" Snake Butt has already prepared a table of wine and food. In order to cater to Fan Shaozeng's taste, he, a Cantonese chef, also started cooking Sichuan cuisine.
"Come here, Commander Fan. It's disrespectful to have light wine and light food. Try it to see if it suits your taste."
At the wine table, Liao Mingyu greeted him warmly and invited Meng Fanlie, Milong and others to accompany him. The table of delicious food was enough to give Fan Shao more face.
"Hey, brother, don't be polite. I don't hold my tongue and eat whatever I want. Otherwise, how could I have gained such fat?" Fan Shaozeng waved his hands indifferently and joked humorously.
"Haha... Commander Fan is so quick to talk. I admire you. Come and let me toast you!"
"Commander Fan, I'd like to toast you too!"
"Haha...fuck it!"
"Zi Liu... tut!" Fan Shaozeng took a nice sip of wine and said to Liao Mingyu with a smile: "I was born in the 20th year of Guangxu's reign. I'm probably a year older than you. It's not too much to take advantage of you and call me brother, right? "
"Hey...what are you talking about? Brother Fan really thinks highly of me."
Everyone exchanged glasses happily. After three rounds of food and five drinks, everyone was almost familiar with each other, and the conversation became less formal.
Especially Milong, a stubborn drunkard, he could hardly let go of the opportunity to drink. He just threw away the cup and exchanged it for a big bowl.
Liao Mingyu also held a cup and toasted repeatedly, and the generous Fan Haer did not refuse anyone who came. The jars of liquor quickly ran out, making the adjutant Fan Bao next to him twitch his eyelids.
Needless to say, the Northeastern man's drinking capacity was as strong as drinking boiled water. Next to him was Liao Mingyu, who had an unusual physique. Even Fan Shaozeng, who had been hanging out at the drinking table for a long time, was a little unable to resist and begged for mercy again and again.
"Hey...I have never drunk so much wine on my wedding day...Brothers, be careful and slow down..." Fan Shaozeng's face turned red and his tongue was numb.
"Haha, brother Haiduan, what does this little wine count? Come and let's have a drink." Liao Mingyu picked up the cup again.
What a fuck...Are these people all bottomless pits? How can you act like a normal person after drinking several jars of liquor?
Fan Shaozeng felt a little numb looking at the wine glass in front of him. If he drank more, he might have to lie down and go home today, but wouldn't it be shameful to say that he couldn't drink it?
Just when he was in a dilemma, Fan Bao couldn't stand it any longer and quickly tried to dissuade him: "Commander, you have drunk too much. You can't drink any more. If you drink any more, you will get under the table..."
"Fart! Who said I drank too much? You son of a bitch have the right to speak to me? Why don't you come over and stay with Chief Liao?"
Fan Shaozeng winked at Fan Bao as he spoke. The latter had been following him for decades and already had a good understanding. He immediately picked up the cup and said, "Sir Liao, you are so disrespectful in your humble position. You don't remember the faults of others. I will apologize to you." , I’ll do my humble job now!”
"it's okay no problem…"
With Fan Bao sharing the firepower, Fan Shaozeng suddenly felt much more relaxed. Although he put down his wine glass, he obviously talked more. He talked about everything from all over the world, and there was no twists and turns in his words. He was straight-forward and a bit like a man in the world. Human generosity.
Liao Mingyu looked at him funny, how could this golden cicada escape from his eyes be hidden from his eyes.
Commander Har's personality is indeed as upright and face-loving as rumored, but cunning as a fox. After all, his deeds have been filmed into many TV series in later generations.
When he was young, this guy acted recklessly and did many ridiculous and shocking things. In addition, he was extremely lustful. The main wife and his aunt married more than 40 people. He also built a "Fan Mansion" in SC specifically to come here. The placement of these concubines and concubines is a rare legend among male livestock.
But there is some truth in calling him "Ha'er". Before he started his career as a warlord, this guy had been what Sichuan people often call "a great second son".
A rich young man from a scholarly and well-established family actually fell into the trap of a bandit. It was like his family clearly had a mountain of gold and silver but they just wanted to play with it and had to go to the bottom to join the society. This in itself is an incomprehensible thing, but No one expected that there would be more trouble to come.
Once when the bandits got together, everyone was complaining that "business is difficult to do" and it was almost impossible to open up the blame. This was because these bandits were very good at stealing and could not rob poor people. However, the big families had private soldiers and it was hard to do anything, so they had a lot of imagination. Fan Shaozeng, who was excited, started to propose a fist fight to determine who would win or lose, and whoever lost would rob whose home, but it was he who lost in the end.
Seeing that he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off, when everyone told him to just forget it as a joke, this guy was stunned and said that a man meant what he said, and actually led the bandits to steal half of his own granary in the middle of the night.
Later, when the incident was revealed, the old man of the Fan family killed his relatives and was buried alive. Before "dying", he even scolded the old man. In the end, if Fan Bao hadn't dug him out of the ground during the chaos, his life would have been almost sealed.
There are countless incidents like this, which all prove that Fan Shaozeng is a wonderful and complex person. However, such a straightforward and loyal person is also an iron-blooded general who made great achievements in the Anti-Japanese War.
Now that he had eaten and drank enough, Fan Shaozeng was in a daze, tapping his chopsticks on the table, and said: "Brother, there is something I don't know whether to say or not?"
"Oh? Brother Fan, it doesn't matter." Liao Mingyu looked at him curiously.
Fan Shaozeng did not answer immediately, but looked around at the people on the table. The meaning was self-evident.
"Fan La, Mi Long, Know Knife... When you are full, go out for a walk first. Commander Fan and I have military affairs to discuss in detail." Liao Mingyu understood and immediately made arrangements.
"yes!"
"Fan Bao, you also go out..."
All irrelevant people were cleared out, the door was slammed shut, and the surrounding area instantly became quiet.
"Brother Liao, you are not an outsider here. Let me tell you the truth..."
Fan Shaozeng, who had been staring blankly just now, suddenly became energetic at this moment. Although he still had a drunken demeanor, his eyes were much clearer. He was not verbose, sat up straight and preached solemnly:
"Chiang Kai-shek sent me here just to boil a frog in warm water and slowly drain away your military power.
"Brother Fan, why are you suddenly telling me this?" Liao Mingyu did not express his position in a hurry, but placed his fingers on the table and tapped rhythmically.
"I don't want to hide it anymore. Old Chiang Kai-shek is too suspicious, and those idiots in the Military and Political Department are nothing. I just got fucked up by these idiots."
Fan Shaozeng slapped the table hard, his fat face full of anger, and continued angrily:
"I think back when I came out of Sichuan to fight against Japan without asking for a penny from the CQ, I finally managed to pull up the 88th Army of the Sichuan Army by myself. Well, one or two of them started to be jealous of my troops. So what if they made great contributions? Old Chiang Kai-shek You don't even need to show any favors but just jerk off to me and watch the show from behind. If it were you, would you be angry?"
"Your Majesty! Brigadier Chen! I didn't know you two were coming. Please forgive me for not being able to welcome you from such a low position."
Li Liansheng bent over with a flattering look on his face, and his cautious look lacked the majesty he had just taught Krupp.
"Have you become the leader of the regiment now? Do you speak with ink?" Liao Mingyu chuckled and shook his head. After not seeing him for a long time, this guy has become arrogant.
"Hey, isn't this just to respond to your call and study hard to become a talent?" Li Liansheng scratched his head and replied with a red face.
Since the establishment of the Third Division, Liao Mingyu has required officers at battalion level and above to take advantage of their free time to learn culture, and specially arranged teachers to teach them how to read and write. Fang Jingyao, Chen Jize and Xing Fuquan, who have majored in majors, would organize military officers at all levels to give tactical explanations from time to time.
Forget about those who are literate, the ignorant ones in the army should really study hard. Among them, I can't really recognize a few characters like Bu La, Yao Ma, and Mi Long. Even Long Wenwen has to rely on half-guessing to read a telegram, and has to give it to others for reference to understand the content.
Although marching and fighting requires experience and talent, as a mid-level and senior-level officer, you can't even know the words. You must learn strategies and tactics, otherwise you will definitely suffer in the later period.
After chatting for a while, Liao Mingyu talked about the purpose of his trip: "How is the situation of the artillery regiment recently? I heard from Jize that the army has suffered some losses, right?"
"Well...a few howitzers were indeed destroyed. Alas...what should I say? Those bastards...those artillerymen are not skilled enough. If they are in a hurry, problems will always arise."
Li Liansheng replied coyly that due to the recent high-intensity combat of the artillery regiment, the soldiers who were not very skilled were full of loopholes, slow loading speed, unfamiliar techniques, and insufficient position transfer... These series of problems have greatly affected combat efficiency.
If the Japanese army's artillery power was not far inferior to theirs, the other party might have caught the opportunity to attack them.
The technique still needs to be practiced... Liao Mingyu also sighed silently in his heart.
Seeing Jun Zuo's expression, Li Liansheng thought he was unhappy, and hurriedly patted his chest and added: "However, they have made great progress during this period. Not to mention the distance, the entire group can now complete the maximum firepower within ten minutes. Output, at the maximum rate of fire, the artillery can last for at least twenty minutes. During this time, the little devil can’t even think of taking a breath.”
"Okay, as long as the troops can remain stable, the decisive battle will begin soon. There is no need to explain the role of the artillery regiment, right?"
"It's Junzao! I promise to complete the mission!"
Liao Mingyu patted Li Liansheng on the shoulder and told him to relax a little. He looked around but couldn't find the chubby figure. He couldn't help asking: "Eh? Why don't you see Krupp?"
"He's firing cannons on the battlefield,"
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On January 18, 1944, the battle in northern Myanmar had lasted for more than three months, and the counterattack plan had begun to bear fruit. The current situation was more than half a year ahead of schedule compared with the same period in history.
