Early in the morning, two American-style Willis open-top jeeps drove furiously into the bluestone street of Chanda Town.

There was even a 12.7mm Browning heavy machine gun mounted on the jeep at the head, and the black hole muzzle was daunting.

On the side of the column of this Browning heavy machine gun, like a javelin, stood a colonel-officer.

From time to time, officers in the same car and in the other car would turn their heads to look at the colonel's officer, their eyes showing undisguised admiration.

This colonel officer is Yu Xiaoqing.

Yu Xiaoqing frowned, looking preoccupied.

Although the old man gave him a reinforced regiment, he did not have any weapons, equipment, and personnel, and now he only had a guard squad brought from the old army and two jeeps.

Although the British promised to provide a full set of weapons and equipment, the Americans also promised to provide all the food.

But Yu Xiaoqing expressed serious doubts about this, and the facts have long proved that foreigners are unreliable.

The only thing that could make Yu Xiaoqing feel relieved was that Shangfeng promised him to choose someone from among Chanda's rout.

The commanders of other troops regard the defeated soldiers as bedbugs and avoid them, but Yu Xiaoqing regards the defeated soldiers as treasures, and the more the better.

Yu Xiaoqing always firmly believes that there are cowardly generals in the world, and fearless soldiers, and the reason why the rout is a rout is not because they are afraid of the enemy, but because the generals who lead them are afraid of war!

Yu Xiaoqing often said that if the war is like this, there will be no innocent soldiers in China!

But in fact, Yu Xiaoqing is clear in his heart, the fault is not in the soldiers, but in the generals and the government!

So what Yu Xiaoqing is worried about is what kind of fate awaits them after integrating these rout troops and bringing them to Burma?

The United States and Britain have fulfilled their promises.

The three parties work closely together.

Successfully repelling the Japanese invaders?

Yu Xiaoqing expressed serious doubts about this.

But the battle still has to be fought, and the rout still has to be integrated.

While thinking about it, the jeep had already driven into the "military control zone" of Chanda.

The so-called military control zone is actually two barricades at the end and end of a small alley, and then two sentry posts are placed to seal it off.

Its intention was to contain the defeated soldiers who had fled from the front line.

According to the government's regulations, these defeated troops should be supported by the Chanda region.

Unfortunately, however, the government's regulations are a dead letter.

Not only Chanda Town, but almost all containment stations in the entire rear area are in a state of self-destruction.

The two jeeps stopped in front of a courtyard one after the other, and without Yu Xiaoqing's order, He Shuguang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had already jumped out of the car and rushed into the dilapidated courtyard with two soldiers.

There was a whistle in the yard, and chickens and dogs jumped.

It was estimated that it was almost the same, and Yu Xiaoqing strode in.

……

Wang Yan originally wanted to control the cannon fodder in the containment station through materials, and then train them, at least to restore their morale to above 0 points.

In this way, when they arrive in Myanmar, they will not collapse at the touch of a button.

However, Wang Yan's idea ultimately fell through.

"Assemble! Urgent gathering! With a sharp whistle, three well-dressed officers and soldiers of the country slammed open the door of the containment station with great vigour.

"Lose the old man, and let people not sleep."

The snake's butt sleeping near the door cursed.

But in exchange for a whip to cut his head and cover his face.

The snake's ass was on fire, and one rolled over and sat up, but after seeing the murderous captain officer standing in front of his bunk, he swallowed back the curse words that came to his lips.

"Urgent gathering!" He Shuguang said viciously.

The cannon fodder who was awakened rushed into the patio without saying a word, lined up.

As soon as the cannon fodder finished the formation, Yu Xiaoqing had already entered in high spirits.

"My surname is Yu, and my name is Xiaoqing." Yu Xiaoqing stood on the steps of the patio and said loudly, "My superiors told me that if I go to Burma to fight, give me a fully equipped reinforced regiment!" ”

"I said I got it."

"Why?"

"Because what I want, it's my regiment!"

"I want my brother Pao Ze to mention the word Yu Xiaoqing, and what comes to mind is my regimental leader!"

"I, when I think of my robes and brothers, I think of my regiment."

"My Shangfeng was angry, and he said that it would be for you to the Sichuan Legion."

"He knows, and I know, that the Sichuan Army is a regiment that has been defeated."

"I said yes! It's going to be the Sichuan Army! ”

"Because the Sichuan Army fought very bravely and fiercely with the Japanese!"

"Someone in the Sichuan Army once said that as long as there is a Sichuan Yankee, the Sichuan Army will not die! I am a Chinese soldier who admires the Sichuan Legion. ”

To numb subconsciously straightened his spine.

Hammer, Lao Tzu is the drop of the Sichuan Army.

Yu Xiaoqing's speech continued.

"This is called a dogleg knife, and I've been using it to cut people and devils."

"But now you don't have to take a knife to cut devils, because there's something better!"

"Czech light machine guns, the devil's most hated weapon, yours!"

"The official rifle is more accurate than the 38 big cover of Little Japan, yours!"

"And Browning air-cooled heavy machine guns, 105mm caliber howitzers, 155mm caliber howitzers, yours!"

"As long as you go to Myanmar, these are yours, and more importantly, if you go to Myanmar, there are still devils to kill!"

Accompanied by Yu Xiaoqing's impassioned voice, Wang Yan could clearly feel that the dull and dazed eyes of the defeated soldiers were becoming hot little by little.

There is something called "bloody" that is slowly fermenting in the air.

"If you want to go, sign up and get a medical checkup! I'm waiting for you in Myanmar! After Yu Xiaoqing finished speaking, he went to the next courtyard and continued to agitate for the next batch of routs.

But Zhang Lixian stayed.

Responsible for the physical examination and registration of the registered soldiers.

Zhang Lixian said: "Is there a doctor?" Who is a Doctor? ”

"Report sir, Russia is a doctor." Veterinarian Hao raised his hand.

"Come over and help, give them a medical check-up." After Zhang Lixian finished speaking, he said in a deep voice to the defeated soldiers, "According to the queue, sign up in turn and then receive a physical examination, literacy priority." ”

Wang Yan took a step forward and said loudly: "Name, Lin Yi, the rank of major, the fifteenth phase of the officer training corps." ”

Zhang Lixian immediately stood up and said, "Hello Senior Lin, I am from the 17th phase of the Officer Training Corps. ”

Wang Yan only bowed his head slightly when he heard this, and then underwent a physical examination, because he knew that Zhang Lixian saluted him only out of respect for the officer training corps, not out of respect for him personally.

When it was not spicy, he stepped forward and said, "Name Deng Bao, from Hunan, I haven't been to school." ”

Then he asked for numbness, straightened his waist, and said loudly: "Name Li Sifu, a native of Sichuan, a corporal machine gunner of the heavy machine gun company of the Sichuan Legion, illiterate." ”

"Sichuan Legion drops?"

Zhang Lixian couldn't help but look up, but it didn't stop there.

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