Visiting the base to learn about the material situation, everyone also took a few group photos in the open space of the base.

In the evening, the commanders of all walks of life gathered one after another, and Chairman Chiang convened a meeting of officers at and above the division level of the expeditionary force in the conference room of the independent division. The content of the meeting was nothing more than the chiefs reporting on the battle situation, the chairman of the committee encouraging and cheering, and the governors from all walks of life showing their determination.

However, a contradiction arose at the meeting, General Stilwell hoped that the independent division could go to the Hukang Valley area for reinforcements, but Chairman Chiang opposed it, and finally it was abandoned.

Wei Lihuang looked at Stilwell, Stilwell looked helpless, this meeting could see that even Wei Lihuang could not command the independent division.

And the division commander Chen Fei looked at his nose and nose, and he didn't move, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

After all, when the gods fight, he can't interject as a little teacher, besides, what can he say if he interjects?

The meeting lasted for three and a half hours, and after the end, all the generals saluted and said goodbye to the commission, and Chen Fei had prepared food and lodging, which seemed to be saved.

Before dawn the next day, Chairman Jiang led everyone to leave the base in a hurry, and Chen Fei sent them out of the Butterfly Valley.

"Tell Lao Zhangtou to speed up the delivery of supplies back to China, it won't be long before we may have to leave." Chen Fei watched the convoy leave, and said to the old steamed bun next to him.

"Okay, got it." The old steamed bun replied.

Seeing off the chairman, Chen Fei convened a meeting of the chiefs and told everyone what the principal told him that he wanted to bring the independent division back to China.

"How can the division commander go if this road is not opened?" Zhao Dadao said.

"It is estimated that if you want to return to China, you still have to rely on plane transportation, otherwise there is no other way." He Wenbin said.

"We're all the same, where we don't fight devils, follow the division commander, it's the same everywhere." Zhao Liudao.

The crowd chimed in.

"I tell you that I hope you will have a bottom in your heart, just like the principal told me that this matter is not decided, but I may receive the task of returning to China at any time." Chen Fei said.

"Yes, the war in Savage Mountain is slowly developing in a good direction, and the country is different, the division commander is right, we must be ready to return to China at any time." Zhu Guowen said.

Everyone nodded yes.

The meeting ended at ten o'clock, those who should go, those who should stay, Chen Fei didn't say anything, and pulled Lao Zhangtou to the river.

"You know the news, if the troops want to return home, how much supplies and ammunition can be obtained." Chen Fei said.

"It depends on how long we have to go, if we return to China in the near future, we can't bring much supplies, we have a few warehouses in Yunnan, but they are not big, and all aspects are concerned, we can't move too much." Old Zhang Tou was worried about the authentic road.

Chen Fei nodded and said, "Then what should I do?" Nothing more can be done? ”

"There's no good way, or send a few companies over this time, and there are troops guarding the warehouse, so it's safer and more transported." Old Zhang Tou said.

"You look at it, you can transport more as much as you can, as long as you send a large number of materials to Yunnan, it will be a great achievement." Chen Fei said.

"I know, if you don't send a few more people to the front and let the special battalion go first, is it okay?" Old Zhang Tou thought for a while.

"Okay." Chen Fei took out his cigarette as he spoke, took a sharp puff, and looked preoccupied.

"Commander, what are you worried about?" Old Zhang Tou asked.

Chen Fei took another puff of cigarette and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just homesick." ”

"Oh, then let's go back soon, when we go home, I'll make you something to eat." Old Zhang Tou said.

"Thank you, old Zhangtou, thanks to you for following me to fight in the north and south all these years, otherwise our division wouldn't know how to survive." Chen Fei said.

"Hehe, division commander, look at what you said, if it weren't for the independent division, my old Zhang Tou wouldn't know where he would die." The old man smiled.

"How can you say that, your old Zhang Tou is a meritorious man in our independent division, okay, don't fight haha, go back and arrange it, we will rely on the materials here for a period of time in the future." Chen Fei said.

"Yes, yes, I'll arrange it right away." After Lao Zhangtou finished speaking, he left.

Chen Fei looked at the flowing river in front of him and was a little distracted.

In the following days, the independent division was still the same, and a large number of materials were still coming in and out every day, and it was very lively, and because the transportation was slowly becoming more convenient, the troops who came to pick up the goods were also much more convenient.

The Americans provided a large number of trucks, and there were too few drivers for the various units of the expeditionary force, and Lao Mantou also opened up an empty space for each unit to send people to learn driving skills.

The trees of the Savage Mountain in the beginning of spring are more dense, the ancient trees are towering, and the trees are vying for glory, which is a vibrant scene.

Chen Fei stood on the cliff and looked into the distance, and said with a burst of heartfelt relief: "Spring is always spring, no matter how hot and humid the climate of Savage Mountain is, you can still smell the smell of spring." ”

"Division Commander, I look at this savage mountain in spring and winter, there is no difference." Sanmao replied.

"You know a fart, you know what you know, our teacher is a cultural person and has a temperament." Wang Liang scoffed.

"Yes, yes, I don't understand, but I really don't see any change in this rolling mountain." Sanmao scratched his scalp and replied.

Chen Fei smiled and said, "No matter how much it hasn't changed, there is a difference······

Chen Fei was just halfway through speaking, and Liu Xiaomei ran up and said: "Division commander, I can find you, the Chongqing Military Commission has sent a telegram that our division will be adjusted to the 33rd Army of the National Revolutionary Army from now on." ”

Chen Fei was stunned, this is a big deal, why didn't there be any rumors before.

"Congratulations, Commander, oh······ Nope······ Commander ······" Sanmao hurriedly said.

"Have there been any changes to the other units?" Chen Fei said.

"Yes, the whole army is divided into three divisions, 67, 68, and 69 divisions, each with two reinforced regiments." Liu Xiaomei said.

"Oh, okay, got it, let's go, go back to headquarters." Chen Fei said as he led everyone down the mountain.

After a while, the other units of the base knew that the independent division was officially reorganized into the 33rd Army.

Chen Fei was sitting at his desk, holding a pen, not knowing how to write, when the old steamed bun came in.

"The army has been expanded, but this soldier doesn't know where it is, I really don't know what Chongqing thinks, Commander Wei Lihuang won't give us the soldiers sent to India, we are not a front-line army." Old steamed bun said.

"Sit, that's secondary, I don't know how to arrange the position of division commander." Chen Fei said.

"Also, the position of three division commanders, if it is produced among several regiment commanders, it is really a difficult thing, and the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat." Old steamed bun said.

"If it doesn't work, how about letting Zhu Guowen, He Wenbin, and Tang Bing each bring a division, and Zhao Liu's independent regiment will be promoted to an independent brigade?" Chen Fei said.

"Okay, yes, isn't there still one less regimental leader?" Old steamed bun said.

"I want Zhang Ning to go up, do you think it's okay?" Chen Fei said.

"No problem." Old steamed bun said.

Chen Fei said: "That's all, this time I will call, and let us set up an inspection room, I think Fang Min is more suitable." ”

"Okay, no problem." The old steamed bun said again.

"Don't you have a problem, no problem, you have to give advice." Chen Fei said.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have any advice?" Old steamed bun said.

Chen Fei smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, then I'll make a report and report to the Military Commission tomorrow." ”

"By the way, let me ask why there are only two regiments in each division, which is too little." Old steamed bun said.

"Originally, I thought the same thing, and it is estimated that the Military Commission also took into account the shortage of troops now, and adjusted the two regiments first, but now each regiment has entered the list of the Ministry of National Defense." Chen Fei said.

"Oh, I said······" Old steamed bun said.

Early the next morning, a notice appeared on the bulletin board that the independent division would be transformed into the 33rd Army, as well as the adjustment of various units:

Chen Fei, commander of the 33rd Army

Chief of Staff Zhou Dagui (old steamed buns)

Zhao Fugui (old dog), commander of the 217th Regiment under the command of Zhu Guowen, commander of the 67th Division, and Guo Liang, commander of the 218th Regiment

He Wenbin, commander of the 68th Division, commanded Zhao Dadao, commander of the 219th Regiment, and Tong Kai, commander of the 220th Regiment

Lu Ziheng, commander of the 221st Regiment under the commander of the 69th Division, and Zhang Ning, commander of the 222nd Regiment, under Tang Bing

The commanders of the rest of the directly subordinate units basically remained the same, but Lao Mantou no longer held the post of director of the intelligence department, and was replaced by Zhu San.

The new inspection office was built, which was served by Fang Min, and a battalion of military police.

The captain of the teaching team is temporarily vacant.

As soon as the circular came out, the commanders of the expeditionary force sent telegrams one after another to congratulate them, and in the afternoon, important military and political officials in China also sent congratulatory telegrams.

Chen Fei looked at the telegram in his hand, and there was no trace of excitement in his heart, as if what he was holding was not a congratulatory telegram, but a normal telegram, not that Chen Fei had a big heart and looked down on the post of army commander, but that he was worried that this army expansion might be about to return to China soon.

Sure enough, a week later, the Chongqing Military Commission officially issued an order for the 33rd Army to return to Yunnan to station.

Chen Fei looked at the order in his hand, and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, he could finally return to China, although Chen Fei often said that where to fight devils is not to fight devils, but after the hard fighting in Burma, sticking to it, most of the soldiers are like Chen Fei, hoping to return to China as soon as possible.

It is a foregone conclusion that the 33rd Army will leave the Butterfly Valley base, and who will take over the 33rd Army to take care of the materials has become an unavoidable topic, and this Butterfly Valley has become the target of public criticism for a while.

Of course, the supplies belong to the U.S. military, whether it is Chongqing or the Expeditionary Force Command, although they are all staring, they have no right to speak.

What surprised everyone was that it was the Mai detachment that took over the base.

Chen Fei touched Merrill and smiled: "Old Mai, I thought I wouldn't be able to touch you, but I didn't expect to see you again before leaving." ”

"General, when are you leaving, I'll see you off tonight." Merrell Road.

"I still have to live two days, so many troops, I have to leave little by little, I will ask Lao Zhangtou to cook a few good dishes in the evening, let's have a drink." Chen Fei said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll go arrange the troops first." Merrell replied, saluted Chen Fei and left.

Chen Fei looked at Meriel's back and thought about it.

In the evening, not only Chen Fei and Merrell, but also Lao Mantou and Lao Zhangtou participated, and Andre and several American officers from the US army also came in with wine.

Chen Fei picked up his wine glass and said loudly: "The friendship between China and the United States lasts forever!" ”

Everyone echoed it, and the atmosphere came up for a while.

Lao Zhangtou came prepared tonight, and complained to Merrill vigorously, toasting while talking, laughing for a while, crying for a while, and talking about Merrill stunned for a while, until the end, Merrill knew that Lao Zhangtou wanted to ask for more supplies.

Zhang ······ Zhang ······ The pile of ammunition and medicine on the west side belongs to you, Zhang, if you have any difficulties, just say, I'll let Chennault give it······ Give ······ You send, let it go······ Put ······ Rest assured! Merrell was drunk.

When Merrill said this, he picked up Old Zhangtou so happily that he picked up Merrill and gnawed on it, and Lao Zhangtou's movements made everyone laugh.

The friendship that has fought side by side is more precious than anything else, and although the language barrier is different, it can't stop the enthusiasm between each other.

The banquet lasted until late at night, and everyone returned with a good time.

This night, Chen Fei dreamed of the motherland, Chongqing, He Wenjuan, Guan Lu, and his son······

Two days later, Chen Fei stood at the mouth of the valley and looked back at the Butterfly Valley, thinking to himself, he is finally leaving, and he will never come again in the future, brothers who have sacrificed, follow me home!