The War of Resistance Begins with the Regiment Leader Chapter 137

Chapter 137 We are a herbivorous nation. What's wrong with eating grass? (First update!)

“Tuanzu, do you have any questions?” Meng Fanglia looked at Cun Yunsheng's thoughtful expression and guessed what the other party was thinking.

 Is there a problem?

 It shouldn't be!

With the ability of Long's article, it is impossible not to see that there is something wrong with these people.

Lin Yi next to him also looked at Cun Yunsheng curiously, waiting for him to speak.

“I just didn't expect the Chinese from Siam to come all the way to Myitkyina to find us.” Cun Yunsheng stared into the distance for a long time and exhaled.

 “Are there any problems with these people?” Meng Fangliao asked quickly.

"It should be no problem. Since Long Wenwen asked them to come to us, there must be no problem. It's just that I'm curious as to why they came all the way from Siam to come to us." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said.

"Didn't they defect to us?" Meng Fangliao had a puzzled expression on his face. In his opinion, didn't these Chinese just come to defect to them?

“Then why did you come to us?”

“So, they still have problems?” Meng Fanglia looked at Cun Yunsheng again and said seriously.

“It's somewhat of a problem. I just hope it's what I think it is.” Cun Yunsheng didn't dwell on the problem, but asked someone to bring a few Chinese people over.

When Zhao Yi and others were brought here, they couldn't believe it when they saw Cun Yunsheng's young face.

"Are you the commander of the Sichuan Army?" Zhao Yi said with some uncertainty.

“Yes, I am.” Cun Yunsheng nodded to identify himself.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi burst into tears and expressed his sadness during this period.

This made Cun Yunsheng confused.

what's going on?

 When the other person finished speaking, he suddenly realized it, but he felt it was normal.

 The Chinese community has always been synonymous with hard work, which means they have a wealth of wealth in their hands.

 In times of peace, we might still have to worry about some impacts.

 Now, no one cares about the impact at all.

Hence, the Chinese people in Siam also suffered, and were extorted from time to time.

 The reason is simple, they are suspected to be spies or something like that.

 If you give me money, you'll be fine. If you don't give me money, I'm sorry. Let's go squat for a few days first.

 There is no other way, just spend money to eliminate the disaster.

As time went by, the Thai army became more unscrupulous and reached out more often.

 Some Chinese people who couldn't bear it fled Siam. They heard that the Sichuan Army was still fighting the Japanese army and was winning successively under the command of the Allied Forces Headquarters, so they thought of going to Myitkyina.

"So, are you joining us? Then follow us to fight the Japanese?" Cun Yunsheng nodded and asked after listening to the other party's story.

“Yes.” Zhao Yi and others nodded quickly.

“No problem, we warmly welcome you all to join us. Lin Yi, let's make some arrangements and send them to the volunteer team first.” After Cun Yunsheng asked Lin Yi to take these people away, Meng Fanglia came over and whispered.

“Tanzuo, are you thinking of causing trouble to Siam again?”

This time it was Cun Yunsheng's turn to be shocked. Unexpectedly, Fanla guessed what he was thinking.

 “How did you guess that?”

“Hey, Tuanzu, your thoughts are written on your face, how can you still not guess it?” Meng Fan snorted, and then said.

"But Siam is quite far away from us. How are you going to cause trouble? Like a volunteer team? After training them, will you send them back?"

 “How to solve the problem of weapons and ammunition?”

“Without weapons and ammunition, they are no match for the Japanese and Thai troops.”

Meng Fan asked a series of rhetorical questions, which made Cun Yunsheng sigh.

“I know everything you said, so I haven't thought about how to cause trouble for them.”

"But these are all our compatriots. When they find us, do they just ignore us?"

“And I plan to set up a Chinese mutual aid association to unite all Chinese groups. We can provide them with guidance. If there are any problems, they can find their own solutions.”

“We have to take part in everything, which consumes too much of our energy. Our main task is still to destroy the Japanese army.”

Hearing this, Meng Fan was stunned for a moment, then thought about what Cun Yunsheng said, and finally realized that if this was the case, it would indeed be possible.

 They provide the training and they take care of the rest.

 After all, the Thai army's combat effectiveness is not strong. After their training, they can definitely defeat the opponent easily.

“And it can also provide a way out for disabled veterans so that they have something to do so that they will not be considered useless.” Cun Yunsheng said sadly, remembering the scene he saw last time in the field hospital.

 “You really have the heart of a Bodhisattva.” Meng Fan was used to seeing life and death, and he had already become insensitive.

 So he was not used to Cun Yunsheng's behavior.

 However, he also hoped that his commander would have a little humanity.

If it were really like him, maybe he would be chilled.

"Okay, these are things for the future. What we need to do now is to train and prepare for war, and everything else will come later."

"Your communications camp is also busy for me. During this period, we must investigate the Japanese army's intelligence and see if we can intercept some useful telegrams." Cun Yunsheng shook his head, and then told Meng Fan.

 As a result, Meng Fanlao simply rolled his eyes.

“Regiment leader, last time you said that we should ensure that each company has a radio operator. I have been stepping up training. However, the radio operator is not an infantryman. Just give him a gun and fire a few rounds of bullets.”

“Forget it, I know you want our infantry company to also call for artillery support, I understand.”

"But now, your request is too much. I can't intercept Japanese telegrams. You should find someone who can do it to be the battalion commander. If that doesn't work, let me continue to be the messenger. "

Looking at Meng Fan's expression of bitterness, Cun Yunsheng chuckled.

“Without pressure, there is no motivation. Am I not giving you motivation? I urge your communications camp to grow as soon as possible.”

Hearing this, Meng Fanxia pretended not to have heard it.

 Is this motivation?

 “I know, I can only say try my best.”

 Myitkyina next was in full swing.

 There was gunfire everywhere.

The most attractive thing is probably the tank battalion. After training every day, many soldiers go to the training ground regardless of the hard work and watch the tanks dashing wildly, which makes many soldiers extremely envious.

 Unfortunately, their cultural knowledge is not enough and they cannot understand some professional terms at all.

 Fortunately, there are dedicated people who teach them every night to teach them how to read.

　Now many people have learned to write their own names.

 “It's so majestic.”

"This is much more majestic than the little devil's iron bastard."

 “What the **** do you think the little devil's iron **** is?”

 “I heard that one shot of this thing can blow up a kid's tank.”

"Bragging, who did you listen to?" "My battalion commander said it."

 “Which battalion are you from?”

“For the artillery battalion, my battalion commander studied in Germany. He said that the Japanese tanks are like tofu and can be penetrated by a poke. If they were German tanks, they would be difficult to fight.”

If it were soldiers from other battalions who said this, someone might refute it, but if it was the artillery battalion, everyone was silent.

 Because the battalion commander really studied in Germany, the last battle against the Japanese heavy artillery regiment shocked many people.

 So, they responded in silence.

Not far away, Cun Yunsheng looked at the rampaging tanks in the distance and frowned slightly.

“Zhao He, can all the tank battalions drive tanks?”

"Yes, Tuanzuo." Zhao He's young face was full of excitement.

 He did not expect that one day, he would be able to command so many tanks.

“Have you ever heard of blitzkrieg?” Cun Yunsheng asked again.

"Of course I have." Speaking of this, the excitement on Zhao He's face became even more uncontrollable.

“Tuanzao, do you want to copy the blitzkrieg here?”

I have to say that the young man's brain is so smart that he immediately understood what Cun Yunsheng meant.

“Well, I do have this idea, do you think it can be realized?”

Cun Yunsheng has already seen the sketch sent back by Long Wenwen. Overall, it completely meets the most basic requirements.

 The only troublesome thing may be the supply, which may be a little difficult.

 Especially some mountain trails are not suitable for road traffic at all, so engineers and soldiers can only find a way.

“Theoretically, it's absolutely possible, but in reality we still need to consider the road issues. Most of the roads in Myanmar are dirt roads. During the rainy season, it's easy for cars to get stuck.” Zhao He thought for a while and started to speak.

“Especially since the rainy season is coming, I am a little worried.”

 After hearing Zhao He's worries, Cun Yunsheng was silent for a while.

 The rainy season will cause the river water to surge, which may make it more difficult to cross the river.

Thinking of this, Cun Yunsheng asked again.

 “You mean to cross the river as soon as possible?”

"Yes, Tuanzuo, I have also asked the local indigenous people in the past few days. In ten days at most, the rainy season will come. By then, the water of the Inowaddy River will surge. It will be difficult for heavy weapons to cross the river. It's very difficult.” Zhao He's words reminded Cun Yunsheng that the rainy season was coming.

If we delay it any longer, the rainy season will follow, and it will not be so easy to cross the river by then.

“Where is the chariot camp?” Cun Yunsheng pondered for a while, hesitating whether to advance the time any further, but he needed to consider the actual situation of the chariot camp.

"Basic training has been completed. As for the infantry-tank coordination you mentioned, I'm afraid it cannot be completed for the time being. The infantry can only be used to accompany the tanks in the attack." Zhao He shook his head and said.

“Tuanzuo, I suggest that we train our troops in actual combat. Although blind training can improve combat effectiveness, it is not as fast as actual combat.”

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng looked at the other party in surprise. He did not expect that Zhao He, who was only sixteen years old, would have such understanding.

 “Are you confident?” Cun Yunsheng asked aloud.

“Yes, it's the little devil's Doudin tank. Our tanks can shoot one at a time.” Zhao He said confidently.

"Okay, I'll go back and think about it, get your chariot battalion ready, and make sure you don't miss out on the maintenance that needs to be done." In this case, Cun Yunsheng decided to advance the attack time again.

 After all, Zhao He's reminder is very important. It will be the rainy season in a while.

By then, not only will the river water surge, but the roads will also be very muddy, and the plan to quickly cross Lashio will be shelved.

On the other side, Mutaguchi Lian also looked at the newly formed 38th Division's position opposite, frowning slightly.

 “Haven't taken it down yet?”

 The fighting will on the other side was far beyond his imagination. He originally thought that the 18th Division would be able to take it down.

Who knew that a regiment had taken turns to attack several times, but it had not yet been captured, and its own losses were not small, which made him a little angry.

“I'm sorry, your Excellency, division commander.” Colonel Shiro Yamazaki of the 55th Infantry Regiment said with his head lowered.

“Baga, why does the newly formed Thirty-Eighth Division on the opposite side have such strong willpower?” Mutaguchi Lian asked in confusion.

Logically speaking, the combat effectiveness of this newly formed army is not very good.

Who knew, the newly formed Thirty-Eighth Division on the opposite side was completely beyond his expectation.

Hold the position for more than ten days, and as a result, they were unable to move.

At present, the encirclement plan has been completed. As long as this position is broken, the troops can reach the city.

Who knew he was blocked here and unable to move forward, which made him extremely frustrated.

I thought that he had never met a decent opponent in the battlefield, but who knew that he would meet his opponent today.

"The newly formed Thirty-Eighth Division, formerly the Tax Police Corps, is the earliest art regiment. Due to sufficient military pay, it has a very tenacious will to fight. In addition, Sun Liren, who commands them, graduated from the Virginia Military Academy in the United States, and his commanding ability is not weak. Now equipped with beautiful weapons and equipment, the combat effectiveness is very high," the chief of staff said in a timely manner.

Hearing this, Mutaguchi Ren also took a deep breath. He decided that it was not an option to waste it like this, and he still had to retain the elite troops in his hand to attack Imphal City.

 “Have the natives from the rear arrived?”

"We will arrive in two days' journey. There are more than 30,000 people in total. The Thai army is still on the way, but the supplies seem to be insufficient." The chief of staff hesitated and said.

"Our soldiers can endure it for a while, but those natives will definitely lose their morale if they don't have food."

 “Do you have any good ideas?” Mutaguchi Lian also asked.

"I suggest that the natives be responsible for collecting grain." the chief of staff said.

"Let the logistics people be responsible for picking some wild vegetables. We are a herbivorous nation, and our soldiers can eat grass." Mutaguchi Lianye said coldly.

 “??????” The chief of staff looked at him with a confused look on his face and seemed to ask again, are you serious?

 Eating grass?

 You can really think about it!

How can we fight while eating grass?

"Is there a problem?" Mutaguchi Lianya frowned slightly and looked at his subordinates with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

 What happened to eating grass?

 They are herbivorous people, isn't it normal to eat grass?

And not only did his men want to eat grass, but he was also prepared to let them eat grass, even the Thirty-third Division that was outflanking them.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, we are at war now. If we eat grass, the combat effectiveness of the troops will seriously decline." The Chief of Staff said bravely.

"Baga, we are a herbivorous nation. How can eating grass affect our combat effectiveness?" Mutaguchi Lianya said angrily.

“Not only do we have to eat grass, but the indigenous people also have to eat grass.”

"From now on, we will eat one meal a day to allow all soldiers to adapt in advance. The only logistics transportation will be used to transport artillery shells. We must ensure that the ammunition for heavy artillery cannot be interrupted."

Seeing that Mutaguchi Lian didn't look like he was joking, the chief of staff opened his mouth and didn't dare to say anything more. He could only let people go out to find grass.

I woke up in the morning in a bad state. I couldn't bear it after writing more than 2,000 yuan. I went out to have breakfast and then came back and lay down for a while. Then I felt better.

 (End of this chapter)

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