It was impossible for a few people to understand the minds of all the brothers, but fortunately, the original structure of the 85th Regiment was still there, and all the company platoon commanders were still here.

The biggest reason why these brothers are unwilling to come to India to accept the command of the Americans, they would rather go back and continue to eat chaff vegetables, nibble on multigrain cakes, and even use Hanyang to make and devils desperately than stay, is actually related to the original intention of these brothers.

From the moment they became recruits, they came to defend their families and country, in order to protect their relatives behind them, the land they relied on for survival, and what kind of blood they fought with devils, they didn't care, even if the brothers around them died by their side one after another, they didn't complain.

The first battle into Burma was the first battle of the Qijiang soldiers, in order to protect the Yunnan behind them, they fought desperately, although more than half of the casualties, but they also did not retreat, there was no fear.

In the eyes of these brothers, this fiasco was not that they did not work hard, but that they were pitted by the British, who were afraid of death and ran to India, so they lost so many brothers; And the Americans, of course, as accomplices of the British, let them down as well, so that in the eyes of these brethren the Americans were just as unreliable.

Take unreliable American commands and let them go into battle, and they don't know where they're going to fight, and they don't know what they're fighting again?

The head of the regiment, who has always trusted them, has been very strange to them since they parted from Kunming; It feels very bad to be deceived, and they are now also very confused and don't know who to trust.

Under military orders, they had to come here, but the explanation they had in their impression did not come; The American instructors made them feel indifferent, all the brothers were scattered, and now the only criterion for their formation has actually become a funny order of height and shortness, if the combat effectiveness is also arranged in the order of height and shortness, I am afraid that the damn Japanese devils will not be able to find the north for a long time, but unfortunately on the battlefield, the height of people cannot determine the victory of the battle.

"Commander, that's probably all there is to it, and the brothers have a pimple in their hearts."

In Feng Ng's dormitory, several people quickly finished speaking, and looked at Feng Que with blank eyes.

"Go back and rest! I'll see Stilwell later, and I'll give them an answer. ”

Feng Yi rubbed his temples, to be honest, he was also confused now, the generals had their own way of thinking, and he didn't know if their promises were still useful.

"Dingding......

As soon as Min Fei and the others left, the phone in Feng Yi's room rang.

"Yes, General, I'll be there soon."

Feng Yi put down the phone, Stilwell had already arrived, and in terms of the concept of time, Americans are generally very punctual.

"Whew!"

Feng Ye let out a sigh of relief, straightened out his training clothes, and walked out of his dormitory.

"Tea or coffee?"

Lambgar Training Base, Stilwell Office; Feng Yi arrived here very smoothly under the guidance of the adjutant.

"Plain water is fine, thank you."

Feng sat in front of Stilwell, a large desk between the two of them.

"Please close the door when you go out."

When a cup of white water and a cup of coffee were placed in front of them, Stilwell asked the adjutant to go out, because his communication with Feng Ye did not need a translator.

"Feng, I think what you have to tell me now must be very serious, otherwise you wouldn't have asked me to come here so late."

Stilwell picked up his coffee and motioned for Feng to speak.

"General, I'm afraid tomorrow's assessment won't go so well, I estimate that more than half of them won't pass."

Feng Yi opened his mouth to express his worries.

"Why? They performed so well on the training ground, and they are all veterans, there is no question of psychological quality, this is impossible, you must be joking. ”

Stilwell shrugged his shoulders and put down the coffee in his hand, he thought Feng was joking.

"General, at such a late hour, I will not tell this joke which is not funny at all; It's true. ”

Feng was very serious, showing that this was true.

"Tell me, why?"

Stilwell frowned, he now thought that this was Feng Ng's trick, the purpose was to negotiate conditions with him when the troops still had control, and now, with the support of the Chinese commander, he was not afraid of any conditions at all, if Feng Que didn't listen to the greeting, he could immediately let him get out of the way and change to an obedient commander.

"These soldiers, when they left their parents, wives and children and stepped into the military field, they had the intention of protecting their families and defending the country......"

Feng began to recount that, according to the American way of thinking, what he was saying now was completely different from American values, and Stilwell was also the first time to listen to the voices of ordinary soldiers, so he listened very carefully.

"I'm done talking, this is the problem of these soldiers now, I think I should say these things first, so as not to embarrass everyone tomorrow, not to mention, as soon as the results come out, you can think that I am doing something in the middle, trying to ask you for something, in fact, I don't care about anything now."

Feng Ye finally finished speaking, relaxed and lit a cigarette, leaned back in his chair, and now waited for Stilwell's decision.

“oh，shit!”

Stilwell just wanted to curse now, to be honest, he was even a little ashamed now, he didn't expect at all that the voice he heard tonight came from those ordinary soldiers at the bottom, and on the battlefield, he knew very well how much the voices of ordinary soldiers had an impact on combat effectiveness.

"Feng, you are a good sir, you led your brothers in bloody battles in China, you proved your courage and wisdom in Burma, and here you are also a good sir."

Stilwell tried to calm himself down, although he wanted to curse in his heart now, but since the officer in front of him could say this, then at least he should have a little idea, or a solution.

"General, before coming here; It is true that I have great prestige in the hearts of these soldiers, and they will not disobey my orders, but now it is different, I have lost the trust of many of my brethren, and what I said is true, otherwise I would not have come here tonight. ”

Feng Yi shook his head, he didn't understand why the Americans wanted a Chinese army to be commanded by themselves, and he didn't understand why the Americans would waste so many manpower and material resources to form such a force.

And in the same way, Stilwell is shaking his head now, he is not denying Feng Yi's words, his brain is constantly running, he is thinking about another method, but no matter what the method is, what he can't get around is the damn value problem.