Chapter 181: Material Assistance
"I'm sorry, I apologize for the behavior I just arrived. Please calm down, I am not your enemy, our enemy is on the west bank of the Nu River. β
Smith, who had just been scolded, was still relenting, but this guy could bend and stretch.
After all, he was the first to burst into foul language, and he really angered the other party, so he didn't want to stay in this stuffy ghost place at all.
The Sichuan Army is at least more worthy of investment than the Yu Division, and if it is true as this commander said, then the strength of this army should not be underestimated.
These gringos are cheap, like Yu Xiaoqing, the more you kneel and lick him, the more arrogant you become, and when you slap him in front of everyone, he begins to respect you.
The law of the jungle is an international practice. The gringos have always been straightforward, they worship the strong more, and the stronger they are, the more confident they are, otherwise they will only be bound by others and will not be able to turn over.
"I accept your apology, but please recognize the status quo, I can accept equal cooperation, but I can't tolerate the powerlessness and arrogance of others!" Liao Mingyu replied with his head held high.
Smith nodded, began to straighten his posture again, and said cautiously, "Then can we continue to discuss?" β
Liao Mingyu shrugged his shoulders and motioned for him to continue.
"We can provide assistance in terms of weapons and ammunition, and we hope that you will solve the problem as soon as possible in the next military operation to counter-attack the West Bank. Of course, you can ask me any questions and requests. Smith changed his arrogance and spoke more carefully.
The more indifferent Liao Mingyu's attitude is, the more he doesn't dare to be a little unreasonable, in the end, whether the counterattack on Nantianmen can succeed or not depends on them.
Liao Mingyu said that he was very satisfied with such an attitude, wouldn't he be scolded less if he said this earlier? What a brain.
"In terms of materials, our Sichuan Army is close to saturation, but it still needs a lot of ammunition and reserve weapons. Especially ammunition, 100,000 rounds a week is no problem, right? β
"Thisβ" Smith felt a pressure, this commander was really difficult to deal with.
Without waiting for him to speak, Liao Mingyu continued: "There are not many requirements for US weapons, you can provide the amount of 2,000 people first." But I need a lot of 7.62 caliber bullets, at least 100,000 rounds a week. There are also 60 mm and 81 mm mortar shells, which should not be a problem for you, right? β
Don't ask for much? You must know that what Master Yu got was not even armed with a regiment, which made Yu Xiaoqing happy for several days.
Yu Xiaoqing and the others looked at Liao Mingyu like fools, how could the Yankees agree to this kind of request.
"I can accept this, but I want to know your attack plan, after all, our purpose is the same, we both want to capture Nantianmen and open up the Yunnan-Burma Highway as soon as possible."
Unexpectedly, Smith only hesitated for a moment and generously agreed, which made Tang Ji and the others as uncomfortable as eating flies.
"I'll discuss the exact plan of attack with you before the operation begins, but not now." Liao Mingyu said expressionlessly with his hands behind his back:
"As a middle-level officer in the U.S. military, you should know what military secrecy is, right? I can only tell you that the time for a counteroffensive is approaching. β
Smith thought about it, so he nodded helplessly.
"Colonel Smith, you... How can you, our Master Yu also need these supplies. Yu Xiaoqing was anxious, and hurriedly pulled the translator and said.
"You'll discuss your affairs later, don't be too greedy, I've already given a batch of supplies."
Smith replied coldly, he had a completely different attitude towards Yu Xiaoqing, and this obvious difference made many officers of Yu Shi's division extremely angry, but there was nothing they could do about him.
Yu Xiaoqing wanted to say more, but Tang Ji grabbed his arm.
"Forget Xiaoqing, there is no chance today, don't hit the muzzle of the gun again, let's discuss it with him in the future." Tang Ji whispered, he can see that this Smith is a realist, and it is useless to say good things, everything depends on strength.
"By the way, your U.S. military's 105 howitzers and 155 howitzers are famous, why do you have to have a dozen?" Liao Mingyu continued to open his mouth.
"I'm sorry Your Excellency, Commander, our supplies are all airlifted through the Hump Line, and small-caliber mortars can be provided, but there is really no way to do heavy artillery."
As he spoke, Smith asked one of the officers accompanying him to hand over a document: "The approximate supplies we can provide are on it, and more supplies will not be delivered unless the Yunnan-Burma Highway can be opened." β
"What about the fighters, how many should be arranged for air support, right?" Liao Mingyu asked as he flipped through it.
"This... If you want to support in the air, you have to report to the Flying Tigers, and I don't have direct authority on my side. Smith touched his nose and said embarrassedly, this commander is too difficult.
"There is no artillery, there is no air support, then talk about fart cooperation!" After speaking, Liao Mingyu threw the documents on the table, looking unhappy.
"Hehe, I can give you the greatest assistance in terms of individual weapons, as long as you can counterattack the West Bank as soon as possible." Smith said with a dry smile.
The three sentences are inseparable from the counteroffensive, and it can be seen that he cares more about this issue than the Huaxia officers who are seated.
"Forget it, you don't have the heavy firepower I have, give me some 155 caliber grenades."
"You have M114 howitzers?" Smith was shocked, this howitzer has only just begun to be installed in the U.S. military this year.
"You don't care about that, you just need to arrange the shells in place."
"But this shell is not on our logistics list, and we have to re-plan it." Smith said he was struggling.
"Then you can do it yourself, the more sufficient supplies you have, the greater the certainty of a counteroffensive, I don't think you want to stay in this place all the time to accompany us to face Little Japan."
Liao Mingyu seemed to have caught his tail, and threatened to knock on the side.
"Your Excellency, Commander, let's talk about it again."
This scene is really funny, like a local tyrant begging the other party to accept his donation, but the object of the original charity is like a creditor picking and choosing on it.
Time passed quickly, and after more than half a day of deliberation, Smith agreed to provide 1,200 Garand rifles, 300 Thomson submachine guns, 200 M1 carbines, and 500,000 rounds of ammunition of various types. However, the ammunition has to be delivered in batches, with a maximum supply of 100,000 rounds per week.
Smith also promised to increase the supply of ammunition in the later stage, after all, the Sichuan Army did not have guns but ammunition.
In terms of small arms, there are also 60 mortars and 81 mortars and corresponding shells, which are what the Sichuan army needs, although not much, but better than nothing.
But there were no 155-caliber shells, and the old white man bit it to death and did not let go, always emphasizing that only by opening up the Yunnan-Burma highway could he get more supplies.
There is no need for machine guns and the like, they already have their own support fire system, and going to too much messy arrangement will affect logistics.
With systematic support, Liao Mingyu doesn't care much about those second-hand weapons, except for ammunition, the most important thing is the flamethrower, which is the Japanese fortress and authentic nemesis.
It's a pity that Smith doesn't have too many in his hands, only four or five sets, all of which have already been given to Yu Xiaoqing and other troops, so he can only wait for the supplies to arrive later.
When everything was over, it was almost evening, except for Yu Xiaoqing and others, who had been black-faced, Smith and Liao Mingyu were still quite satisfied.
It's like a lot of bets, and Smith can't regret it, so he can only see if the benefits of the next actions of the Sichuan Army are worth his investment.
Liao Mingyu promised to arrange combat operations as soon as possible, the situation on the west bank is becoming more and more severe, the people are suffering from the poison of small Japan, the situation has reached the point of urgency, even from a personal point of view, he cannot remain indifferent.
Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and everything will come to a conclusion when the dragon article comes back.
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