The two keywords of Chen and Major General immediately identified Huang He as the ideal candidate for the Viet Minh.
It's simple, because there are currently only four major generals named Chen in the Eighth Route Army. Combined with Lao Hu's personal network, the final answer can basically be revealed.
The decision is yours! brigadier!
After he suddenly understood, the expression on Huang He's face became extremely exciting, as if he had thought of something ridiculous.
Without him, it would be impossible to guard against it.
It was clearly only 1941, so why was his brigade commander inexplicably targeted by allies in Southeast Asia more than nine years in advance?
At this moment, Lao Dai, who was traveling with him, looked very confused.
He really couldn't understand one thing, why just mentioning his surname and military rank could cause Huang He to suddenly stage a dramatic change of face.
After hesitating for a moment, our French comrade said thoughtfully:
"Huang, it seems that you have a good relationship with that major general. He should be a very famous and charming commander in your Eighth Route Army, right?"
"Don't just worry about yourself. First introduce to me the resume of that comrade, and then tell me your true thoughts and see if I can help you."
"Although I am not the leader of the Viet Minh, they will refer to my opinions during this trip, and what I say carries some weight."
The current brigade commander has never commanded a very large international war. He has not yet established his reputation as a master of trench warfare with the feat of digging through the center of the peninsula.
If this were done ten years later, others would be able to instantly understand who the Viet Minh wanted just by looking at their last name.
After hearing the friend's inquiry, Huang He started to talk slowly from the Northern Expedition, and talked about the Second Battle of Taiyuan some time ago in one breath.
Whenever dangerous places or large-scale battles are mentioned, Lao Dai will even put himself into the role of a brigade commander and put himself in his shoes to think about whether he can do better.
"All in all, this is a very capable commander. If there is a big enough stage, his performance will not be inferior to Montgomery, Zhukov, Rommel and others."
"As for Marshal Mai, I'm afraid he's not even qualified to come up and pick up his shoes."
"I believe that one day, he will prove his military capabilities to the world and leave a mark in the military history of various countries."
Hearing this, the French comrade nodded in agreement.
This kind of hexagonal warrior who is outstanding in military, intelligence and other aspects is a popular existence in any country and any force.
If Free France had such a central figure, he would have lived at least ten more years.
Soon, Lao Dai suddenly realized something.
According to the description just now, the major general named Chen seems to be very suitable as the leader of the advisory group to go to Southeast Asia to assist the Viet Minh, but why doesn't his friend support this matter?
Just when he was about to raise his question, Huang He promptly explained:
"The reason why I don't want him to go is mainly because of the other person's physical condition. There are many hidden injuries on his body, and there are hidden dangers in his legs and heart."
"Although the medical level of the Eighth Route Army is temporarily not as good as that of those established military powers, at least the full care will not make the other party's condition worsen."
"What's more, the army is in a period of rapid development. It is the time to recruit people, and every senior commander is extremely important."
Speaking of this, Huang thought of some memories from his past life.
Although his brigade commander is still a bachelor now, Huang He has read some stories about him and his second wife in his previous life.
The two have a very good relationship. Every time they have to separate due to work reasons, they will give each other a brand new diary.
During this period, both parties will record their daily lives in diaries.
After the couple reunites, they can share every moment of a certain period of time by exchanging diaries.
As we all know, the Brigadier is a fun-loving person.
Under normal circumstances, he would only write some interesting stories and experiences in his diary, which seemed to convey good news but not bad news.
However, when he was assisting his allies, he rarely turned on the complaining mode due to his humorous nature. He only wrote a few curse words in his notebook and called her mother a few times. He was obviously very angry.
Because there were many problems within the Viet Minh, even if other comrades on the advisory team helped share the work, he still needed to do many things personally.
During major battles and operations, it is common to stay awake for many days and nights.
Coupled with the poor local climate conditions, the brigade commander suffered from old injuries and new diseases. He even became bedridden due to illness during his return to China for recuperation.
Although there is no conclusive evidence, Huang He has always believed that the regret in March 1961 had something to do with the aid trip to Vietnam.
After hearing his friend's explanation, Lao Dai expressed his understanding in a considerate manner.
When he came to the Republic of China, he had already learned about the situation in North China through various channels and learned that the Eighth Route Army was fighting multiple divisions of the Japanese army at the same time.
The recent transfer of a brigade-level commander will definitely affect the battle situation on the front line.
What's more, my health is not good to begin with. What should I do if something happens to me in a remote place like Southeast Asia? Who can take on this responsibility then?
After thinking for a moment, Lao Dai took the initiative and suggested:
"As far as I know, your senior management has not yet decided who will be sent to lead the advisory group. You should still have the opportunity to do ideological work on the parties concerned."
"I will also persuade the Viet Minh and try to make them change their minds."
"When the time comes, we will work together internally and externally to try to change the direction of things."
As soon as these words came out, Huang He's face suddenly glowed.
If the parties concerned and the Viet Minh can be dealt with at the same time, regrets in the future can be avoided. Brigadier's smile! I'll protect it!
"Okay! Please!"
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After walking and chatting along the way, the two of them arrived at the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.
The guards at the door seemed to have received some news in advance. The moment they saw Lao Dai, they took the initiative to greet him, and then took him to the restaurant specially used to receive guests.
Huang He went straight to the Meishan conference room. As soon as he entered the door, he found the brigade commander and Lao Hu talking and laughing.
These two have been friends for many years. They even worked together during the Whampoa Military Academy. They were present at Wu and Yi's weddings.
After seeing Huang He appear, the brigade commander took the initiative to get up and pull him over, and then introduced to the two people beside him:
"This is Comrade Huang He I just mentioned!"
"He is the director of our Border Region Weapons Experimental Research Bureau. He has directly or indirectly participated in the research and development of a number of new weapons and has made great contributions to the military-industrial system of our Eighth Route Army."
When introducing Huang He, the brigade commander's expression was full of pride and pride, as if he was praising his young and promising brother.
Then he patted his ally on the shoulder and continued to introduce:
"Huang He, these two are Lao Hu and Lao Wu. They are both comrades from the Viet Minh."
"We will be fighting side by side for a long time from now on, and I hope everyone can get along well."
With the brigade commander's help, Huang set his sights on allies from afar.
There is not much difference between Lao Hu and his memory, except that he looks younger than the illustrations in the history books. Just the first time they met, he felt the other person's perseverance.
Compared to the former, Huang He is still more interested in the future Red Napoleon Brother.
Because this senior Viet Minh general, who was not completely red and whose strength was far from Nahuang's, was the culprit who caused the brigade commander's blood pressure to rise during his aid to Vietnam.
Since Brother Wen is from the history department and has received almost no systematic military training, his overall perspective when commanding troops in combat is very poor!
It is worth mentioning that this person likes to attack first and then play later. From time to time, he will feel that he is good again, and then lead the main force to play a wave.
It seems that out of respect for cultural people, Brother Wen was very enthusiastic at this time. He took the first step and took Huang He's hand, his tone full of sincerity.
"Comrade Huang He! I have long admired your great name!"
"From Paris to Hanoi, everyone knows your reputation. If our Viet Minh had scientists of your level, we would have liberated the entire Indochina!"
“If you have a chance in the future, please be sure to come to Gaoping and try our coffee.”
"good."
Mentioning coffee, the smile on Huang He's face gradually stiffened. He thought of the classic old joke about the Viet Minh on the Internet in later generations: You can lose the battle, but you must drink coffee.
Time was urgent. After saying hello to Lao Hu and Brother Wen, he pulled the future master of trench warfare to a deserted corner with a slight apology.
"Brigadier, we have been working together for more than two years. Today I am asking you something seriously. Do you believe in my judgment?"
These incomprehensible words immediately made the brigade commander, a monk who was a little tall and two feet tall, confused, but out of trust in his comrades, he nodded subconsciously.
Although Huang He is usually a bit of a fun person, his strategic vision can definitely be ranked among the top ten in the Eighth Route Army. Even the staff of the border area are full of praise for this.
"Believe it, of course I believe it."
"Having been with your boy for so long, everyone can see your abilities."
After receiving a positive reply from the brigade commander, Huang He said with a serious face:
"You must know the purpose of Lao Hu's coming to Taiyuan this time. There is a high probability that he will invite you to lead the advisory group. The military foundation of the comrades there is very poor, and there are also many ideological problems."
"My personal suggestion is that you must not go. During the meeting later, I will recommend other candidates to the deputy commander-in-chief and deputy general staff."
"ah?"
The current situation of the Viet Minh is completely different from that of the border area more than ten years ago.
Thanks to the work of the army's morale wizards, the border area had the support of the regular army from the beginning, which ensured that the army had good combat effectiveness in the early stages of its establishment.
Before being officially reorganized into the Eighth Route Army, the comrades’ combat experience focused on a steady and steady approach.
Everyone first gained experience by fighting against the militia bandits, then fought against various warlords' miscellaneous armed forces, and finally went head-to-head with the fruit-preserved Central Army.
Coupled with the ideological unity of 25,000 miles, the powerful combat effectiveness of 1937 was created.
The prerequisites for this are all indispensable.
But the situation of the Viet Minh was very special. Most of their senior leaders were intellectuals who had studied abroad, while the soldiers were basically composed of untrained lower-level people, and there was an extreme lack of military cadres.
Such a force will have to face Asia's top armed Japanese army and the European overlord France from the very beginning, which is equivalent to the Novice Village having to face two world-class BOSSs.
Their cadres are filled with all kinds of opportunism and hedonism.
While shouting about downing imperialism, these people are proud to speak French and Japanese. While they want revolution, they look down on the working people.
Precisely because of the existence of these people, it is not surprising that a few decades later they would call the Federation of the Greater Indochina Democratic Republic.
After hearing Huang He's explanation, the brigade commander fell into deep thought.
In fact, he naturally knew all the above-mentioned issues, but the senior officials in the border area had a very good impression of Lao Hu, and the two had a good personal relationship.
If the other party really begs for him, it will be really difficult to refuse him for a while.
Looking at the hesitant brigade commander, Huang He shook his head helplessly. He could only take another dose of strong medicine.
"Brigadier, don't you want to lead your comrades to drive away the Japanese? Don't you want to cross the Yangtze River yourself to liberate all of China?"
"You should know best what's going on with your own body. Just considering the typhoon-like rainy season in Southeast Asia, do you think your body can handle it?"
"What is the body? It is the capital of revolution!"
As soon as these words came out, the brigade commander began to waver.
If the Japanese invaders have been pushed into the sea now, even if they know the difficult conditions in Southeast Asia, they will not hesitate to set out to aid Vietnam. This is for faith and friendship.
But now that the Eighth Route Army has not even recovered North China, he is naturally reluctant and unwilling to leave the battlefield.
"Okay, I will seriously consider your proposal."
"I will talk to Lao Hu later and try to get him to find another candidate. I will also personally send a report to Desperate Fox and the deputy commander to explain the situation."
After hearing this, Huang He let out a long sigh of relief.
As long as the brigade commander doesn't want to go, there's basically no problem.
Just when they were about to go back to explain the situation, the security guard from the headquarters suddenly ran into the conference room, saluted Chen and Huang and said:
"Brigadier Commander, Director Huang, the Vice President asked me to inform you that there will be an internal meeting in five minutes."
I went to the mountains two days ago, and I caught a cold and was hospitalized for two days. I just came home this afternoon.
There is another chapter in the early morning
(End of chapter)
