The War of Resistance Begins with the Regiment Leader Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Do you think I'm a fool? (First update!)

 “What's the difference?” Cun Yunsheng didn't answer, but looked at them.

"If you are passing by, just pretend we have never been here. If you are recovering, then please accept this gift." The old man surnamed Li did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

“Oh, it seems I can't accept it anymore.” Cun Yunsheng wiped the box and said with a half-smile.

“If you have any requests, just ask them directly. Since we got them back this time, we can't lose them again.”

 “I don't like my mother-in-law.”

Hearing this, several people looked at each other. This was the first time they had encountered this kind of direct conversation, so they were a little unaccustomed to it.

“Sir, we hope to take back those shops on the street.”

“What do you mean?” Cun Yunsheng was stunned and looked at them in confusion.

 Shop?

 They were all blown to rubble.

 Where are the other shops?

"Shop? The outside was blown into ruins. Where is the shop?" Cun Yunsheng asked in confusion.

In order not to engage in street fighting with the little devils, he asked the artillery battalion to blow up those buildings into rubble. Now he tells them that they are shops?

How can you return the store to someone else?

“Sir, we hope to get back those shops that were bombed. As for the damage, it doesn't matter. We can rebuild them.” The old man surnamed Li stood up and explained.

 There was no intention of blaming Cun Yunsheng in his words. Instead, he offered to solve the problem himself.

 This made Cun Yunsheng feel strangely moved subconsciously.

 But he immediately realized that there was something fishy, ​​and asked calmly.

 “How many shops?”

If it were just a few rooms, he would have agreed on the spot, but in this case, it was obviously not a few.

 A few shops are not worth that much yellow croaker.

"Huh? Not many, just three streets of shops." The words of the old man surnamed Li made Cun Yunsheng stunned on the spot.

"How many?"

 “Three streets?”

Are you sure you're not teasing him?

 No wonder he sent twenty large yellow croakers as a gift.

 Suddenly he discovered that there seemed to be too little.

etc!

 You said three streets are three streets?

"Three Streets? What proof do you have?" Cun Yunsheng asked with a sneer.

“Now that it's all reduced to rubble, you can just say that the whole of Hsipaw belongs to you.”

“Isn't this the truth? Everything must have evidence. You can't just take what you say, right?”

 The five old men looked at each other, not expecting that the guy in front of them was not easy to fool.

 “And you want to get rid of the shops in Santiao Street with this little thing? Do you think I have never seen the money?” Cun Yunsheng said lightly.

 “Do you think of me as a beggar?”

“Sir, the shops on these three streets do belong to us. We have been here for three generations. It took three generations of hard work to have the family business we have today.” The old man surnamed Li quickly explained.

“As for this gift, it's just a meeting gift. We will prepare generous gifts when we get back.”

“We'll talk about the generous gifts later. Do you know how many streets there are in Hsipaw?”

"If I remember correctly, there are only seven streets in total. Now you tell me that half of the streets belong to you. Do you think I am a fool? Or do you think I am young and easy to fool?" Cun Yunsheng sneered.

 I don't blame him for being suspicious, it's really strange.

 If there really were three streets, could the Japanese army allow them to survive?

 The house has been ransacked a long time ago.

Haven't you seen that the big Chinese families in Siam have suffered disasters one after another?

Either these three streets really belong to them, but they control them from behind. Now they have been bombed into rubble. If they don't come forward, I'm afraid they won't be able to get them back.

Either they bribed the Japanese army with heavy sums of money to seek protection.

 If it's the latter, the crime is serious.

 It's just the former. If you show proof, he can consider returning it to others.

Hearing this, several people looked at each other and felt that if they didn't tell the truth, they might not be good today.

"It's best to tell the truth to me. Now I am the one who captured Hsipaw. To put it bluntly, the whole city belongs to me. Don't treat me like a fool." Cun Yunsheng stared at several people.

Hearing this, the old man surnamed Li sighed and said with a different expression.

"Sir, these three streets do belong to us, but they do not belong to our five families, but to a group of Chinese representatives. After the Japanese army came, they took away all three streets and robbed us of our savings."

“Now we just want to get back the shop that originally belonged to us. This is the family property that we have accumulated for generations.”

 Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng's face looked much better.

 “How many Chinese are there?”

 If this is the case, it is normal.

 Five families own three streets?

 Do you think he is a fool?

 “More than thirty families.” The old man surnamed Li said quickly.

"It's impossible to give all three streets to you. Strictly speaking, they are now my spoils of war. As for what you said, being snatched away by the Japanese army and distributed to the indigenous people, that is your business. I don't care about this. I only know that they now belong to Us." Cun Yunsheng said calmly.

joke!

  What I snatched from the Japanese army will be returned to you if you say it will be returned to you?

 Why did the Japanese soldiers not dare to fart when they were looting?

Now that he is here, do you dare to ask him for it?

I think he is easy to bully.

The Chinese are a very complex group. Some are very patriotic, but some are really bad.

If it's just a few shops, even if it's a few more, for the sake of our compatriots, forget it.

 But there are three streets as soon as you open the door.

Doesn't this make him a fool?

　　When the Japanese troops were there, you didn't dare to let go. But after the Japanese troops ran away, you dared to take it?

Is there such a good thing in the world?

“Sir, we will definitely prepare a generous gift when we return. Please show your respect.” The old man surnamed Li said solemnly.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, they were still needed for the construction of Hsipaw.

Those natives are not trustworthy. After all, the Chinese are our compatriots.

 The primary and secondary contradictions still need to be clearly distinguished.

 But it's not okay to agree to the other party so easily.

Thinking of this, Cun Yunsheng's expression softened a lot.

“Forget it about gifts or whatever. If you want to rebuild, you will need to spend money, so I will leave it to you as the cost of rebuilding.”

“As for the three streets, it is impossible to give them to you, but we can use another method.”

 “What method?” The old man surnamed Li asked curiously.

"There is a shortage of materials in the north, especially rice. The demand is extremely high, so I need you to set up a caravan, and these three streets will be regarded as shares." Cun Yunsheng expressed his thoughts.

 To put it bluntly, as the demand for military control continues to increase.

 Just relying on the logistics capabilities of Milong, it is impossible to satisfy the other party.

 Burma also produces rice.

 Instead of being plundered by the Japanese army, it is better to collect them and sell them to the north. At least more people can be saved.

 He remembered that things were not going well in the north this year.

 An unprecedented famine is coming, and food is needed everywhere.

 So the farther we can transport food, the more people we can save. As long as the army is full, the extra food will always be distributed to the people. Even if the hungry people can only drink one bowl of porridge a day, they will not starve to death.

 However, the amount of transportation can only be limited by using Myron alone.

 Only by integrating these large Chinese families can this be accomplished.

 Originally, he just had such an idea, but now these people gave him hope.

“Instead of all the rice being looted by the Japanese army, it would be better to transport it to the country and save more people.” Cun Yunsheng said.

“Rice is a scarce commodity right now. Anyone who can get it can make a lot of money.”

 “Stop talking nonsense, can you do it? Give me a happy word.”

“Sir, regarding safety.” The old man surnamed Li asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, I will send troops to protect you. Just tell me if I can do it?"

 “No problem, sir, how are we going to divide the proceeds?”

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng thought for a while and then said.

“After deducting the cost, just 30% will be given to me. It can be oceans, gold, or other things. You will be responsible for purchasing whatever is needed.”

“In addition, you can try to contact the big Chinese families in other places and tell them about my caravan. They are welcome to join.”

Since we want to do it, we have to make the plate bigger and unite them all.

 Otherwise, we can only watch the Japanese army plundering the rice.

 When he thought of the white rice being shipped back to Japan by the whole ship, he felt extremely heartbroken.

 “Yes, sir.” The five old men stood up quickly and responded.

"This is the approval note. From now on, the three streets belong to you. How to build them is your business. But we must provide a thousand tons of rice as soon as possible. Don't worry, you won't get it in vain. These twenty large yellow croakers will be yours." Consider it a deposit." With that said, Cun Yunsheng handed the box back.

This made the five old men look at each other in confusion. They always felt that the gift was not given, but they did receive it.

 Only now it's back in their hands.

 After the five old men left, Meng Fan shook his head and said.

“Tanzuo, you are really a wolf with nothing, you are very skilled at playing.”

“You sent the gift back, and you even got a thousand tons of rice with nothing.”

"Who told them to treat me as a fool first? Sanjie, if you really dare to speak, why don't you say that the whole city belongs to them." Cun Yunsheng sneered.

"However, they are not at a loss. They still make a profit from these one thousand tons of rice. This place is better. Rice is harvested three times a year. As long as they work hard, they can feed a lot of people."

Three crops a year really makes Cun Yunsheng envious. Even Meng Fan has to admit that there is really no shortage of rice in this place.

 Unlike before, they were so hungry in Zenda that they ate banana leaves.

"Do you know how many tons of rice the Japanese army confiscated? A total of 100,000 tons of rice. This is just the first batch, and there will be more to come." Cun Yunsheng stretched out his hand and said.

“Hiss, one hundred thousand tons of rice? Have they finished eating it?” Meng Fan couldn't help but swallowed hard.

“It's just enough to feed their people for a few days. It's not much. This doesn't include Siam and other places.” Cun Yunsheng glanced at it, looking like he was making a fuss.

 This little bit of rice is nothing.

“Strictly speaking, we are doing a good deed. One thousand tons of rice can save a lot of people.”

 With the Japanese army's 100,000 tons of rice in front, Meng Fanglia felt that it was only a thousand tons, which was really not much.

“Then if we capture Lashio, wouldn't we be able to smuggle more rice?” Meng Fanlia suddenly asked.

"Of course, there are abundant supplies there." Cun Yunsheng nodded, and then asked Li Liansheng's battalion to stay, and the rest of the troops continued to attack Lashio.

“Urge Stilwell again and ask him to airdrop an infantry battalion to me quickly. Whether we can capture Lashio depends on whether the airdrop is effective.” Cun Yunsheng said to Meng Fangliao.

"yes."

On the other side, Stilwell could not help but breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a telegram from the Sichuan Army. As long as he did not continue south to Mandalay, everything would be easy.

 Especially Admiral Wavell's face showed a relaxed expression, and he even took the initiative to speak.

"It is indeed not enough to attack Lashio with more than two thousand people. Your Excellency, Commander, now that the main force of the 15th Army has arrived in Imphal, some transport aircraft can be deployed to transport supplies to the Sichuan Army."

 For him, as long as the Sichuan Army does not go south, Myanmar will still be theirs when the war is over.

Even if the Sichuan Army captures Lashio, it will only have a certain influence in a small area in northern Myanmar, which has nothing to do with the overall situation.

 So, he didn't care.

 Hearing this, Stilwell was indeed surprised.

 It seems that going south is the bottom line for the British.

 This made him feel a little worried about the future war situation.

It may be difficult to rely on the Sichuan Army to break the situation.

 The current idea of ​​the British army is to maintain the situation in Southeast Asia unchanged.

 Let's wait until Europe has a winner and then try its best to solve the current troubles.

 But that would not be in the interests of the United States.

 Having worked hard for so long, invested so much material, and got nothing, I must not be reconciled.

“In this case, then allocate some transport aircraft to transport materials and personnel to the front line. Some of the P38 fighter jets that have just arrived will also be allocated to the Sichuan Army.”

“In the previous air battle, his air force performed very well, shooting down six Japanese fighter planes with zero casualties.” Stilwell said expressionlessly.

But everyone who knows him well knows that the little old man can hardly hold back his lips.

 I must be very happy.

The British Army suffered a complete defeat in front of the Japanese Air Force. As a result, the Sichuan Army Air Force only trained for a period of time and flew their fighter planes to achieve such excellent results, which would naturally embarrass the British Army.

 For Stilwell, he was very happy with anything that could make him look good.

Especially when I saw the British army defeated, the feeling was even more exciting.

For example now, when Admiral Wavell heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

 Damn the Sichuan Army.

 But in order to prevent the other party from going south, he still had to pretend to be happy, and even had to deliver supplies to them.

This feeling is extremely unpleasant!

Who asked him to take the overall situation into consideration?

 As long as the winner is determined on the European battlefield, there will be a way to deal with the Sichuan Army.

 No one dares to offend the British Empire, and everything will be fine.

"The growth of the Sichuan Army is indeed beyond my expectation. All this is due to General Stilwell's knowledge of people." General Wavell had to praise against his will.

"Well, if that's the case, then the material supplies owed to the newly formed Thirty-Eighth Division should be cashed in, right? Also, I think the British army should also use some transport aircraft to participate in the hump route to transport personnel and supplies, and speed up the new army's deployment. Reorganization speed." Stilwell said, staring at the other party.

 Chennault's Flying Tigers alone were too slow, especially now that transport planes had to be deployed to transport the British troops, which also slowed down the reorganization speed of the new army, which made him very dissatisfied.

  More importantly, he now increasingly has high expectations for the troops stationed in India.

 A Sichuan Army Corps can achieve such an excellent record. If the new army is reorganized, will it be so powerful that it can fight all the way to Yangon?

 As for the opposition of the British army?

It wasn't important. At that time, he had tens of thousands of troops stationed in India and the logistics in hand. There was no need to look at the British army's face.

 But it cannot be done now. The more than 10,000 troops stationed in India can barely hold on to the defense line and are in danger.

 Counterattack or something like that is basically impossible.

Hearing this, General Wavell had a headache. The British pilots were not as fearless as the Flying Tigers and dared to challenge.

 But Stilwell said so, and it was hard for him to refute the other party's face.

 After all, he had just asked others not to allow the Sichuan Army to go south, and then turned around and rejected the other party's proposal. It was really unreasonable.

Especially because Stilwell is also famous for his bad temper. If he really refuses, he will definitely become angry.

“Okay, I will allocate a squadron of transport aircraft to participate in the transport hump route.” There was no other way, Admiral Wavell could only grit his teeth and said.

   Sorry, I rested all morning and I feel much better. I'll be back soon!

 (End of this chapter)

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