"Liu, I am also considering forming a special commando team directly under the Burma Allied Forces Command, if your team can join this special commando team in the sequence of US military volunteers, I will solve the matter for you!"

Stilwell's voice on the other end of the phone was a little excited, when he was in the United States, he wanted to keep the fat man in his team, and at this moment the fat man suddenly brought up the matter of asking for a number, which just met his wish. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, wait for the fat man to finish the battle of Ren'anqiang, and then talk to the general in detail." When the fat man heard Stilwell's promise, he immediately relieved himself and took a small step forward in his plan to find a long-term way out for the brothers.

At this time, it is not the time to say that the number belongs to the phone on the phone.

The two talked about the Ringanqiang plan again and hung up the phone.

At this moment, the 18th Division of the little devil will immediately contact the British army in the position on the east side of the city, and he wants to grasp the situation of both sides in real time, and a battle may occur at any time, so as soon as the phone call with Stilwell ends, he will lie down and rest in the small room of the headquarters, so that he can know the situation as soon as possible.

But he also had to rest, he tossed all night last night, and if he didn't hurry up to rest, once the 18th Division of the little devil arrived at the British position, he couldn't sleep.

Every time Song Ming reported the location of the 18th Division through the walkie-talkie, the correspondent found Zhang Liguo as soon as possible and asked Zhang Liguo to deal with it on his behalf.

Everyone knows that this hard-working fat man is too tired.

When the 18th Division of the little devil had already appeared in the suburbs and confronted the British troops on the position in the eastern area, Zhang Liguo woke him up.

When the fat man looked at the incident, it was already past ten o'clock at the moment, which was almost the same as the time he estimated.

Seeing Zhang Liguo, who had not slept all night, after listening to the report, he said to Zhang Liguo: "Lao Zhang, you squint here for a while, the fat man is on duty, first do it for the British and the little devils for a while, and it is not a matter of time for us to participate in the war." ”

"You cunning fellow!" Zhang Liguo scolded with a smile, then nodded, sat on the bed, and fell asleep, it seemed that he was also sleepy.

The fat man shook his head and walked out.

When I came to the headquarters, the staff in the headquarters were changing shifts, and they were also taking turns to rest.

The command of the British army was also finished in the early morning, so the command of the flying army is now also the command of the British army, and the soldiers of the surviving British command are also busy in the command center.

Since the 18th Division of the little devil appeared at the front of the Eastern Sector position, Slim, who had been informed, asked two British soldiers to carry him to the headquarters of the Flying Army, one to command the battle, and the other to beg the fat man to let the troops support the British army.

At this moment, the reporter who asked about the unusual smell was also outside the command headquarters, blocking in front of the command department, waiting for an interview.

"General Liu...... Junior ...... Junior ......" saw the fat man walk in, and Slim, who was sitting in a chair, hurriedly greeted him.

"Your Excellency Lieutenant General, you have already been wounded, just hand over the command to your adjutant, why bother to do it yourself." The fat man smiled and walked to the opposite side of Slim, took out a cigar, handed him one, took one in his own mouth, and lit it.

"Junior, you don't understand, the sneak attack of the devil paratroopers in the early morning of the morning made my chief of staff and several generals in the headquarters sacrifice, and the entire command was paralyzed, fortunately, I still survived, otherwise the British army would fall into the dilemma of having no command." Slim sighed.

"Your Excellency Lieutenant General, rest assured, as long as the British army stationed in Burma resists the 18th Division, Ren'an Qiang will not be lost, and your subordinates will die as they deserve!" The fat man smiled haha, of course he understood the meaning of Slim's words, that was to let the flying army join the battle.

In this battle, the flight army must participate, but not now, but at the best time.

At this moment, participating in Slim is good again, and the scar has forgotten the pain, so this time, he has to make himself, a "lieutenant general", anxious.

The reporters outside were present, and it was unrealistic to expect Slim to kneel again, and I am afraid that he would not beg him to send troops here.

It's better to let Slim go in a hurry!

At this moment, it was already eleven o'clock, and at this moment, there was a sudden "boom" of artillery bombardment in the east, Slim's face froze, and the British army stationed in Burma and the 18th Division of the little devils began to fight.

"General Liu, do you want your troops to go to the Eastern Region to defend against the Japanese devils with my troops?" Slim's face turned pale, and in a pleading tone, he whispered to him.

"The fat man's troops have just experienced the night battle, and they need to rest, what do you say, general?" The fat man looked at Slim with a smile and said with a smile, as soon as his reason came out, Slim suddenly laughed dryly, and had nothing to say.

At night and in the early hours of the morning, such fierce battles, and in the face of enemies several times his size, the battle was extremely strong, although Slim did not dare to see it with his own eyes, but he experienced it himself.

Even if you don't fight, toss for a night, you don't let people rest, it's always wrong, right?

Lieutenant General Slim was speechless, and the fat man neither vetoed nor agreed, ambiguous and anxious.

Seeing that Lieutenant General Slim did not squeak, his face was gloomy and panicked, the fat man smiled, and said: "Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, you still have to wait for the fat man's soldiers to rest, otherwise even if you participate in the war, I am afraid that you will not be able to exert your due combat effectiveness, and when the time comes, not only will you not be able to help your troops, but it will not be good for your troops to lose their positions." ”

Slim's face darkened.

The "boom" cannon continued to sound, and at this moment the British artillery had begun to return fire, the phone in the command kept ringing, and Lieutenant General Slim had little time to plead with the fat man's troops to join the battle.

The fat man was also happy, sitting in the headquarters, smoking a cigar, waiting for his own information.

"Uncle, the reconnaissance team is using reconnaissance intelligence, and the little devil's bomber has arrived at the battlefield and is bombing the British positions in the eastern region!" Liang Wenshu hurriedly told him the news that Song Mingyu had returned.

Shelling and bombing, it seems that the little devil is working hard to deal with Ren'anqiang this time!

He waved his hand and motioned for Liang Wenshu to continue working, then stood up and came to the door with a telescope, and the group of reporters immediately surrounded him and looked at him with an eager gaze.

"Journalists and gentlemen, the Japanese bombing is coming, for your safety, please go to the bomb shelter immediately to avoid the bombing!" The fat man said to the group of reporters with a smile.

When most of the reporters heard his words, they were stunned for a moment, and then they were shocked, turned around and ran to the air-raid shelter, but only two reporters looked at him with an earnest face, and they had no intention of moving the nest.

The fat man said in his heart, yes, he didn't dodge when he heard the bombing, and he had good courage, so don't blame the fat man for using the newspaper to hype up the flying army...... (To be continued.) )