The words of Kawashima, chief of staff of Japan's Southeast Asian Dispatch Army, undoubtedly surprised Ito, his eyes lit up, and he urgently urged, "Kawashima-kun, please speak, I will listen to you." ”

Kawashima said: "Commander-in-chief, my method is to recruit all the adult men among the Burmese in Yangon City, and form a new Burmese Volunteer Brigade to assist the imperial army in defending the city, age, sixteen to forty-five years old, so that we can add hundreds of thousands of people out of thin air, which is a force to be reckoned with." ”

Ito leaned back, snorted disdainfully, and muttered in his heart: "I thought it was some clever way to pay attention to this bullshit?" Those Burmese who have not undergone any military training, put in the imperial army, on the contrary, reduce the combat effectiveness of the troops, besides, these inferior Burmese Chapter 1276

The poisonous Jidian people in Kawashima, when the time comes, if there is another counterattack, won't the imperial army be unlucky? ”

Ito knows too well, after the Imperial Army of the Japanese Empire occupied Yangon, what did the Imperial Army soldiers do to these Burmese, breaking in, looting money, and raping women, this matter, the soldiers of the Imperial Army did not do less, the Burmese hated the Imperial Army soldiers, the Burmese hated the Chinese, and hated the Japanese even more, but they didn't dare to show it on the surface, and they brought these hidden dangers to the front line, is Kawashima's head rusty? ”

Seeing Ito's disdainful expression, Kawashima didn't care, he was confident that His Excellency the General would be interested, and then said: "The Burmese Volunteers, not a separate army, after conducting simple military training for them, they are disorganized and divided into various units of the Imperial Army, and each squad is supplemented with five to eight people, so that in the combat units at the squad level of the Imperial Army, the ratio of Imperial Army soldiers to Burmese Volunteer Corps members is five to one, and even if the Burmese retreat or defect, the Imperial Army can quickly deal with it." ”

When Ito heard this, he thought about it and sat up straight. "Kawashima-kun, please keep talking!" Kawashima continued: "We don't expect the Burmese Volunteers to be able to repel the attack of the ** Division, Chapter 1276

Kawashima's poison plan only needs to be in the midst of the battle. Let these people rush to the front, the imperial soldiers are relatively safe, as long as the Burmese volunteers are killed by the soldiers of the ** division, it will arouse their hatred of the Chinese. ”

Kawashima's words, speaking of which, Ito completely understood and was completely convinced. I can't wait to keep Kawashima to take a few bites, people's heads are so long, it's really valuable, which is as stupid as that Nomura, a pig, the right idea, Ito is on the basis of Kawashima's method, and more perfect details. For example, you can put a member of the Burmese Volunteer Corps who are related by blood. Formed in a squad.

As for the problem of language barriers, poor command, and inability to carry out the intentions of the imperial army, Ito's method is more direct, bayonets and bullets, can explain all the problems, the Burmese people can't understand Japanese, and can't they understand the attitude of the imperial army?

The son was killed by the Chinese, and when he was a father, can he not take revenge desperately? No need to mobilize. The Burmese themselves will find the soldiers of the ** division to fight hard, and in the same way, the elder brother or younger brother, lying under his feet covered in blood, the result will be the same, and the more the two discuss, the more excited they become. It was decided that Chief of Staff Kawashima would be solely responsible for the matter.

After talking about the business, Ito and Kawashima, just like unloading a thousand pounds of burden, relaxed, a series of fiascous failures in the morning, swept away, taking advantage of the interest, to come to the wine and food, push the glass and change the lamp, drunk, in a good mood, naturally will want to do something else, otherwise, it is not complete, the two of them each hugged a coquettish female officer, shook their hands and feet goodbye, went into the room, and went to have fun.

Ito and Kawashima racked their brains to find a way, in contrast, Tang Qiuli was leisurely and felt that there was nothing to do, the battle command was in charge of Brother Qiusheng, and he didn't have to worry about it, the direct corps was commanded by Chang Feng, Feng Jiwu and Li Honggang were all generals who stood alone, and the only thing he was worried about was the safety of Chutian's Eagle Eye team.

Tang Qiuli also considered whether to let Chutian and them withdraw from Yangon City, and consulted the opinions of several generals, and everyone agreed that the danger of withdrawing now is greater than continuing to lurk, according to the last telegram of the Eagle Eye team, the Japanese troops in Yangon City have stepped up their search, and the wind is tight, and it surfaced at this time, which is equivalent to being exposed to the guns of the Japanese army.

The battle situation in Yangon, so temporarily in a relatively stable state, Tang Qiuli was waiting, waiting for the Japanese reinforcements, there was nothing to do, he took Liu Xinlan every day, walked all over the mountains, temples, places of interest and historic sites near Yangon, and then went into the mountains to hunt, engaged in a happy picnic, Tang Qiuli showed the barbecue skills, conquered Liu Xinlan, it was the most relaxed and leisurely time since he waved his troops into Burma.

During this time, the relationship between the two has undergone fundamental changes, Tang Qiuli enjoys great happiness, except for the last level of this girl who has not yet broken through, his body has been touched by a pair of Lushan claws, Liu Xinlan is not as ashamed and angry as before, half-pushed and half-pushed, somewhat catering.

Tang Qiuli's heart seems to have returned to his hometown in the northeast, in the forests and mountains, playing with his friends, the years between the white mountains and black waters, the battlefield of blood and fire, and the passionate time of youth, emerging from the depths of memory, beside him, accompanied by himself, is the first lover in his life, which gives him the illusion of going back in time.

In the memory, with nostalgia and sentimentality, wandering between the past and reality, in November in southern Myanmar, is still full of verdant, except for the occasional falling a few yellow leaves, in the green bushes, a few maple leaves are red, the daytime sun is still bright and warm, I don't feel that it is already the early winter season, in my hometown, this season, it is already the wind howling, the snow is fluttering.

Tang Qiuli knew that in his heart, he had merged Liu Xinlan and Xiaoling into one, and he knew better that this was very unfair to Liu Xinlan, no woman wanted to be a substitute for another woman in a man's mind, but he often couldn't tell whether it was Liu Xinlan or Xiaoling who was holding her in his arms.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, looking at Liu Xinlan's happy and happy appearance, he can't bear to tell his inner thoughts to this simple girl who loves him, perhaps, doing this, it is more cruel, but he did not have the right opportunity to speak, yesterday, his wife Mei Ting, who was in Dingbian, and Mei Xue, who stayed in Kunming, came to the letter almost at the same time.

Mei Ting's letter, as before, is still as before, earnest concern, strong concern, the eldest sister, told him to pay attention to this, pay attention to that, looking at Mei Ting's letter, Tang Qiuli's heart, incomparably peaceful, especially what made him happy, Mei Ting told him in the letter, in more than a month, their little baby will be born, with the care of both parents, don't read it!

Mei Xue's letter is so thick that it can't be dissolved, hot and crazy, "Autumn Departure, my love, Kunming farewell, it's been more than two months, during the day, it's easy to pass the time when you're busy with work, and at night, back to the residence where we remember, under the light, it's as old as ever, but, without you, everything is boring." ”

"Every night, surrounded by your breath to sleep, often wake up from a dream with a smile, knowing that you are not by my side, but do not want to open your eyes, rather immersed in a dreamlike feeling, only to know, miss is so hard, in Kunming, can often see all kinds of victory news on the front line in Yangon, the man I love, is on everyone's lips, almost god-like existence."

"I am proud, proud of this, because the general who has won all battles is my husband,

I'm all right here, don't worry about me, of course, I have to work hard, otherwise, I will be left behind by you, Tang Qiuli's wife should also be beyond ordinary people, isn't it? By the way, without me by your side, life must be a mess, right? ”

"Warn you, don't take advantage of the fact that my sister and I are not around, and find another person to take care of you, just kidding, my husband's side, even if there are other girls, it's normal, okay, just write this, look forward to the day of reunion with you, come as soon as possible, love your wife Mei Xue, November 8 grass and Kunming residence."

Tang Qiuli didn't carry Liu Xinlan behind his back, this is not something to hide, after reading the letters of the two wives, Tang Qiuli's heart is warm and sweet, and at the same time, there are also some troubles, Mei Xue is joking, unfortunately speaking, these days, he is not with Liu Xinlan, and he can't think about it, of course, Mei Ting and Mei Xue both know what happened in the Northeast in the past.

will not be noisy, let alone jealous, Tang Qiuli is distressed and embarrassed, how to distinguish Liu Xinlan from Xiaoling, instead of hurting this simple girl, this idea makes him melancholy, memories are sad, reality is happy, hovering between sadness and happiness, tormenting Tang Qiuli's heart.

The evening breeze between the valleys brought a little coolness, looking at the steaming sunset, dyeing half of the sky red, Tang Qiu sat by a stream from himself, sorting out his chaotic thoughts, in the distance, was the busy figure of the special guards, the low sound of conversation, it seemed to come from the distant sky, all of them were so quiet, so quiet that he felt lonely, and even the mountain tiger did not come to accompany him.

A windbreaker, gently draped on him, Tang Qiuli turned his head, it was Liu Xinlan, smiling quietly, shining eyes, looking at him with exploration and concern, Tang Qiuli smiled, "Xinlan, sit with me for a while." ”

Liu Xinlan obediently sat next to his shoulder, sat beside him, and then, leaning her head on his shoulder, a unique fragrance of her daughter's family, surrounded Tang Qiuli like a mist, he couldn't help but stretch out his arm and hold Liu Xinlan in his arms, the girl seemed to moan and sigh with satisfaction, "Qiuli, do you have something on your mind?" Liu Xinlan asked leisurely.