The atmosphere in the San Diego barracks was still solemn and solemn, and the return of Li Mu and his party did not cause any waves. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's still a little different, standing on the balcony on the second floor, I vaguely see a fire on the school ground, and the people are full of excitement.

George Dewey knew how to combine work and rest, and the compact training would be interspersed with some entertainment programs that could make people relax, which was normal, and Li Mu did not take it to heart.

Chu Xue came over quietly and put the brewed tea on the coffee table beside Li Mu.

Li Mu inadvertently looked up and found that Chu Xue's eye circles were a little red.

"What's wrong?" Li Mu raised his hand and grabbed Chu Xue.

"No, it's nothing-" Chu Xue lowered her head and didn't look at Li Mu's eyes.

"Say!" Li Mu was arrogant and didn't give Chu Xue a chance to get through.

"In the afternoon, an army withdrew from the front line, and it was very miserable, and I heard that the army of more than 1,000 people had only more than 400 left-" Chu Xue's voice was not loud, and his voice was a little buzzy when he spoke, and it seemed that his mood had not yet calmed down.

"War, normal-" Li Mu said casually, just halfway through speaking, Li Mu suddenly realized something, and his hands suddenly tightened: "What kind of army is formed?" ”

"Yes, it's an army composed of our Qing people, all of them are our Qing people, they were surrounded by the Spaniards on a mountain, and they didn't wait for reinforcements for three days and three nights, the eldest brother asked me to leave it alone, but, but-" The first snow didn't come out for a long time, but Li Mu immediately understood what the first snow meant.

When he was in Springfield, Li Mu knew that there was an army of Chinese in Cuba fighting the Spaniards for the Republic of Cuba, but Li Mu didn't know what the situation of these Chinese was, but Li Mu thought that since he was fighting for the Republic of Cuba, the Republic of Cuba should not treat these Chinese badly.

Being in the San Diego barracks, Li Mu was surrounded by Americans, which gave Li Mu no chance to inquire about the situation of the Chinese troops.

"You should rest early-" Li Mu did not hesitate, since the Chinese troops were sent to the door now, then Li Mu must have wanted to see, as for why the Chinese troops suffered heavy casualties, Li Mu did not want to draw conclusions before he figured out the facts.

The Republic of Cuba is now on the defensive in the face of the Spaniards, and this is not necessarily a conspiracy.

Of course, whether this is a conspiracy or not, Li Mu will not allow this situation to happen again.

After changing his clothes and shoes, Li Mu went out and went straight to the injured camp.

Before Li Mu arrived in Santiago, because of the limited medical strength of the Republic of Cuba, there was no wounded barracks in the Santiago barracks, and ordinary soldiers could only wait for death after being injured, and only senior officers would be treated.

As early as Springfield, Li Mu foresaw this situation, so among the 200 officers Li Mu wanted, more than a dozen were military doctors engaged in field ambulance, and after arriving in San Diego, Li Mu immediately set up a wounded soldier battalion to accommodate the wounded soldiers.

Although Li Mu has never been a soldier, Li Mu also knows the role of veterans in an army, generally speaking, wounded soldiers return to the battlefield to become veterans, they have stronger combat effectiveness, are the backbone of the army, and the importance of the army is even higher than that of officers.

Mike, the person in charge of the wounded barracks, faithfully carried out Li Mu's order, and after seeing Li Mu, Mike took the initiative to report: "Today, the situation of these people is not optimistic, they fought too badly, a total of 210 wounded soldiers were sent over, more than 30 were seriously injured, and 12 were forced to amputate, as for whether they can survive, it depends on God's will." ”

Even in the United States these years, the medical system is not very good, and the field care is not even an independent medical system, but this is already the best field hospital that Li Mu can establish.

"Is their commander here?" Li Mu did not enter the ward, and it was meaningless for Li Mu to communicate with ordinary soldiers, Li Mu wanted to know the current situation of the Chinese troops, so finding their commander was a top priority.

"Mr. Edmund's injuries are not serious, after a simple bandage, Mr. Edmond is already resting, if you want to find him, I can find someone to take you there." Mike was still wearing a white lab coat, and it was work time, so he definitely couldn't leave at this time.

"Mr. Edmond - white?" Li Mu asked tentatively.

"Yes, white people." Mike's answer was not what Li Mu expected.

Thinking about it, it is understandable that the Cubans can form an all-Chinese army, but the commander of this force will definitely not be Chinese, if it is Li Mu, Li Mu will only do it more thoroughly.

"Alright then, just find me a Qingguo officer." Li Mu retreated to the second, the commander-in-chief may be white, but the grassroots officers must be Chinese, otherwise this army is not easy to command.

"Okay, please wait." Mike turned and entered the room, and after a while, a tall young man walked out.

"You are—" The young man hesitated, looking at Li Mu Qi Ai.

"My surname is Li, Li Mu, your surname?" Li Mu replied in Chinese.

"Li-Li-" The young man's expression was pleasantly surprised, as if he had lost his ability to speak.

"Yes, my surname is Li, what is your surname?" Li Mu repeated the question.

"My surname is Li, Li Fei, and my name is Bora here." Bora Lee's voice was impassioned, and there was a subconscious upright when she spoke.

Bora Lee -- well, it's better to be Lee Bora -- Lee Bola keenly noticed that there were several guys dressed as American gunmen standing around Li Mu, which fully proved Li Mu's identity, as a Chinese who served in the Cuban army, Li Bora was now accustomed to answering questions in this way.

"Birla, it's good, come with me." Li Mu prepared the residence of Libora to understand the current situation of the Chinese troops in Cuba.

In the living room on the first floor of Li Mu's residence, Li Bora drank some rum, and then stabilized his mind and slowly introduced to Li Mu.

"Five years ago, I came here with Da (Uncle) to say that he was working, and Da Da died before the ship could dock, and I went to San Diego with a group of fellow villagers to work in a sugar cane factory, and the factory owner in that factory was not human, and treated us pigs and dogs badly, and then I learned that we were all sold to the factory owner by those traffickers -- and then there was a war here, and the factory owner's family fled, and we joined the army, and Mr. Edmund said that if we drove out the Spaniards, we would have our own house and our own piece of land, So the brothers were willing to give their lives to the Cubans--there were so many Spaniards that we could not retreat, and we were surrounded on Mount Maestra near Bayamo, where there were more than 1,600 brothers, and only 800 men were left after three days of fighting--Monsieur Edmond, seeing that he could not wait for reinforcements, led us to break through the siege, and only 500 men rushed out, and there was only so much left along the way-" Liborah said at the end, although he did not cry, but his eyes were red.

From Li Bola's account, Li Mu finally learned about the living conditions of the Chinese in Cuba.

It should be said that compared with the Chinese slaves in the construction team, Libora was lucky, at least their "master" fled with the Spaniards at the beginning of the war, so Libora became slaves without a master and qualified to join the army.

In Cuba at present, in fact, there is only one Chinese unit of Libora and his team, and before the war, the establishment was two infantry regiments with a total number of about 1,600 people, but after this battle, there were basically no dead and wounded, and only more than 400 people remained.

That's right, the troops in charge of the broken rear are victorious if they are not completely annihilated.

"So, Bayamo has already fallen?" Li Mu sensed that the battle situation was not good.

"It must have been lost, we were ordered to retreat, but before we could retreat to the Maestra hill we were surrounded by the Spaniards, and on the way we retreated, we did not see any other troops of the Republic of Cuba."

"Okay, you go back and have a good rest first, and in a few days, I'll arrange for you to go to a place." Li Mu is ready to arrange the Chinese troops in Guantanamo Bay, this is the fire in Li Mu's hands, and Li Mu must protect it.

After sending Li Bora away, Li Mu immediately went to find George Dewey.

George Dewey was studying the map with Mahan in his office, and when he saw Li Mu coming in, George Dewey greeted him repeatedly: "Got it?" Bayamo has missed, and it seems that the Republic of Cuba is in danger—"

Bayamo is the barrier of Santiago, and without Bayamo, the Spaniards will be able to cross the Maestra Mountains to Santiago, and if Bayamo is not recovered, the Republic of Cuba will really be doomed.

"What did Cespedes say?" Li Mu didn't believe that Cespedes would watch Bayamo go missing.

"This afternoon Rayleigh Toynbee came to me and asked to lead all the soldiers out tomorrow to recapture Bayamo, to be honest I am not optimistic, these soldiers have not received full military training, and to send them to the battlefield now is to send them to death." George Dewey shook his head repeatedly, clearly not in favor of concentrating his forces on a head-to-head confrontation with the Spaniards.

"What are you doing with Mahan?" Li Mu felt that George Dewey would not easily give up his military power, and asked Rayleigh Toynbee to take the soldiers in the barracks.

"Study the map with Alfred to see if there's a way to beat the Spaniards at the least cost." George Dewey did not conceal it, although Li Mu was not in charge of the military, but George Dewey and Li Mu were a team, and there was no need to conceal it.

"Is there any result?" Li Mu was curious, so he leaned over to the map and took a look.

Unfortunately, George Dewey and Mahan studied contour maps, which were impossible to understand without relevant knowledge, so Li Mu just glanced at them and lost interest.

Li Mu is really not good at military affairs.