"Sir, I've got in touch with the headquarters, this is a call back" Zhao Yan, who had a heroic face, handed Zhao Zhi a telegram. The telegram was very simple, asking Zhao Zhi and them to overcome all difficulties and immediately meet the British army, and also said that the headquarters had lost contact with Yu Shinan and them.

"Call back to the headquarters, and say that we have roughly learned the location of the British troops, and that the Japanese troops besieging them have a large number of troops, as well as an unknown number of 92 rifles and light and heavy machine guns. There are only 60 people in our unit, and we are running out of food and lack basic equipment, so I am afraid it will be difficult to complete the mission."

Zhao Zhi did not know that his telegram would cause an uproar in the headquarters of the troops stationed in India. "These yellow pigs are so hateful," General Alexander, the supreme commander of the British army, slammed the telegram sent back by Zhao Zhi on the table, shouting at Stilwell, completely losing the demeanor of a gentleman.

Stilwell frowned and looked at the guy in front of him who was constantly spitting, feeling very aggrieved. The heart said that if you British had not withdrawn from the position in advance, how could the expeditionary force have been defeated so miserably, and there are still a large number of expeditionary force soldiers in the vast jungle, and their whereabouts are unknown. Your 200 British troops can't defeat the Japanese army, and let 60 expeditionary forces that have just escaped from the jungle attack a large group of Japanese troops, I really don't know if this Alexander's head is filled with grass.

"No, I'm going to ask Du, why are his soldiers not under command?" Alexander was about to go out with his military cap. Stilwell hurriedly stopped Alexander, "General Alexander, Du's physical condition is extremely poor, and he is still being cared for, so don't bother him." ”

"Why? Why? The people of the British Empire are still waiting for rescue, and now that there is only Du's expeditionary force in Burma, why can't they go to him? Alexander's barrage of questions annoyed Stilwell. Stilwell slapped the table and glared at Alexander angrily, "General Alexander, don't you British soldiers feel a little guilty about causing the current situation?" None of your 200 people can fight the Japanese army, and you let Du's 60 soldiers attack a large group of Japanese soldiers, isn't that a death in vain? These 60 soldiers have just come out of the jungle and don't even have weapons and food, what do you let them do to save your soldiers? ”

"What then? Among the besieged British soldiers was a member of the royal family who had to be rescued. If he was captured by the Japanese, Britain would have become a laughing stock in the international community" The anxious Alexander couldn't take much care of it, and directly told Stilwell the top secret. Hearing the news, Stilwell also gasped, it seems that these British troops must be saved.

"But they don't have weapons or food, how can they save your people?" Stilwell lowered his head and pondered, "Why don't you try it in an airdrop?" ”

"Airdrop? That's right, we can airdrop" Alexander grabbed Stilwell's arm tightly, like grasping a life-saving straw, the domestic parliament has clearly told Alexander, if something happens to that royal family, then Alexander's fate will be very miserable, Alexander does not want to spend his old age in a small hotel.

A telegram was sent to Zhao Zhi, asking him to provide them with the specific location of the British army, and the command would provide them with air support. This includes the airdrop of weapons and food, and air fire support, which is good news. Zhao Zhi happily hugged Yuan Qingqing, who sent the telegram, kissed a few bites, and ran away with a smile.

After finding Uncle Guo and discussing them for a long time, Zhao Zhi simply opened his mouth and asked the headquarters for 20 sniper rifles, 40 ten submachine guns, 60 pistols, and a large number of bullets, explosives, and mines. Such a good opportunity, Zhao Zhi didn't want to waste it, he couldn't wait to change everyone's equipment.

Soon, the reply from the command came, there were not so many sniper rifles, only 7 were found, and there were enough submachine guns, and bullets, grenades, explosives, and mines were given as many as they wanted. There is still enough food for 60 people to eat for half a month, and two sets of brand new military uniforms and boots per person.

"Give them the location, ask the plane to be airdropped at night, and we will light it to provide guidance. As soon as the supplies arrive, we will provide the exact location of the trapped British troops to the command."

Alexander, who received the telegram, asked Stilwell suspiciously, "The commander of this small unit is a captain or a quartermaster in charge of logistics, can we trust him?" Stilwell handed Alexander a glass of wine, "Do you have any other options now?" If not, you can only trust him. I'm looking forward to what kind of surprise this captain will bring to us, you have to have some confidence" "That's all there is to it, you can give orders, I can't command the plane of the Flying Tigers" Alexander swallowed the wine in his glass depressedly.

At night, the insects in the grass were asleep, and without the chirping of the day, the hillside seemed silent. "Here" Zhao Zhi lifted the thatch that provided him with concealment, "Old cannon, ignite the fire, as soon as the thing lands, extinguish the fire immediately" Zhao Zhi whispered to the old cannon, the latter nodded and ran down the hillside. In the valley behind the hillside, several large pyres had been set up early, all drenched with animal fat, and a little bit was served. By the time the roar of the planes in the air was loud enough to be heard on the entire hillside, the pyres on the valley had been completely burned, illuminating the entire valley.

A transport plane hovered over the hillside, Zhao Zhi kept shouting and scolding, dog, if you want to be airdropped, hurry up, if it is discovered by the Japanese army, Lao Tzu will drill into the woods again. The hatch finally opened, and seven large wooden boxes were dropped into the cabin, and the wooden boxes fell to the valley with white umbrella flowers. As soon as the plane pulled the rudder, the nose of the plane was raised, and two smaller umbrella flowers popped out of the cabin.

"Hey, it seems to be two people" Uncle Guo, who has always had excellent eyesight, looked at the two small umbrella flowers that had floated to the sky above the valley. When the plane left, Zhao Zhi blew the bamboo whistle, three long and two short, twice in a row. The whistle was passed far from station to station, and it was not long before the whistle came back, and the scouts did not see any danger. "Go down, get things up" Zhao Zhi waved his hand, and the remaining more than 40 people poured into the valley in unison, heading straight for the wooden box.

"Hey, you guys let me down first" When Zhao Zhi and the others rushed into the valley, a voice sounded overhead. Dozens of guns were raised, aiming at the place where the sound came from. It's a tree, and there is a yellow-haired guy hanging on the tree, and he doesn't lean on the tree, and he doesn't fall to the ground, and this kid hangs a parachute in the air, and it's more than 2 meters above the ground. The goat threw a dagger, and the yellow hair was also bare-haired, caught the dagger, cut the paracord himself, and fell a fart when he landed.

The first sentence of the ground asked who the chief was, Zhao Zhi looked at this yellow-haired British soldier, the Chinese language of the dog day was very slippery, and he had a Beiping accent. "Xiucai, your fellow countryman, I've handed it over to you" Zhao Zhi was anxious to look at the wooden boxes, and handed over the yellow hair to Xiucai. Kicking the guys who wanted to open the box, Zhao Zhi ordered the dogs to carry the box back to the trench first, and the good things should be looked at slowly at home.

"Sir, my name is Edward, I'm the liaison officer assigned to you, and my other companion is still in the tree, can you get him down first" Edward the yellow hair pointed to the tree. Damn, Zhao Zhiyi looked up and was startled, an unlucky guy who was entangled by a parachute, was pierced through the body by a branch, and was still dripping blood. "My companion has a problem with his parachute, and he's not as lucky as me," Edward's face was full of sadness, and he kept scratching a cross on his chest.

"The old cannon took your people to dig a pit and bury it on the spot" Zhao Zhi's face was straight, and he saluted the corpses of the British soldiers who had been brought down. His doglegs also put down their work, and half-turned to salute the corpse on the ground. "Okay, okay, move things first" Before Edward could give Zhao Zhi a gift in return, Zhao Zhi was already driving the dogs to move things.

"What's going on?" In the trench, the doglegs surrounded Zhao Zhi in unison, who was looking at the list of supplies that Edward had brought. After a few hasty glances, Zhao Zhi raised his head and looked at Edward with an inquiring face, "That's all, no?" Edward took out a small notebook and checked it with the list, and nodded, "Sir, everything is here, nothing wrong"

"Open all the boxes" Zhao Zhi narrowed his eyes, his voice was cold and terrifying, making the doglegs can't help but put away the excitement on their faces. The doglegs smashed open the wooden box with all their hands and feet, uncovering the oilcloth in the wooden box, Zhao Zhi, who was squinting his eyes, was now a little stupid, and the same expressionless doglegs pursed their lips.

The wooden crate was littered with weapons: a rusty Maxim was the only heavy weapon. There were absolutely no mines, only less than a hundred grenades with wooden handles. Dozens of rifles looked good in several wooden boxes, but the bolt of the rifle that Uncle Guo picked up was rusty and couldn't be pulled. There weren't many cans, less than three per person, and most of the food in the wooden box was candy and fried rice, and there was a complete set of coffee utensils inside. The uniforms dropped by the airdrop were all worn British military uniforms, and the clothes and shoes that smelled of sweat were obviously oversized.

Zhao Zhi turned around and looked at his liaison officer for hope, and Edward spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, indicating that there was nothing he could do. The doglegs were sullenly leaning on the pile of rags that had just been airdropped, and the most curious guy didn't want to touch those broken guns that couldn't be pulled by the bolt, Zhao Zhi was really depressed this time.

"Send a report to the headquarters, just say that we can't carry out this mission, and ask them to redeploy and transfer other troops" The angry Zhao Zhi gritted his teeth and said the order word by word. These damn bigwigs, do you want the brothers to take these rags and send them to death? Isn't it okay if I don't do it?