"Hey... Who said that the Japanese are starting to go downhill? You see, this coldly... Can those officials in China stand up? ”

The news of the Battle of Yuxianggui was also sent to Lashio, looking at the miserable battle report, Meng couldn't help but close his eyes when he was annoyed, but anger rose in his heart while sneering.

What a bunch of fools, a whole land of more than 200,000 square kilometers, a population of 50 or 60 million, all lost in less than four months, it is not too much to call a complete defeat.

"Oh, Brother Meng, you still don't know those people? A big bald head who doesn't know how to command and likes to be commanded by blind chickens, and a group of turtle sons who are intrigues and infighting, there are a few who can fight... He is also unable to support himself and has no power to return to heaven. ”

Fan Shaozeng took a sip of tea and said lightly. The situation within the Kuomintang has always been like that, most of them are deliberately preserving their strength, watching the fire from across the strait, as long as they don't burn themselves, it doesn't matter, if the whole country can really unite and let the Japanese take half of the country? Even if you can't beat it, you won't lose so badly.

Meng was extremely helpless, seeing that his country's territory was swallowed up by foreign enemies little by little, and it was uncomfortable to change any bloody Chinese.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry too much, although the Japanese have achieved their tactical goals, but their losses are quite huge, and they are no longer able to launch a new round of offensives, compared to the Kuomintang, several elite main forces are still there, and the troops stationed in India who rushed back have not even gone to the battlefield, and the future situation is still unknown."

Fang Jingyao put down the document and said with a smile.

He had long seen through the purpose of the Japanese army, and he also analyzed the results of this battle very thoroughly.

Japan also suffered successive defeats in the Pacific theater, the sea lines of communication were cut off, and the Japanese army in Nanyang was facing the dilemma of being cut off, and the 88th Army and the Americans' large-scale counteroffensive made them sit on pins and needles.

For this reason, Japan was still fighting and formulated a plan to seek a breakthrough from the Chinese battlefield in an attempt to hold on to the mainland in order to persist in a long-term war.

On the surface, it appeared to be an active offensive operation of Japan, but in essence it was for defensive purposes.

Although the goal of the Japanese army was achieved in this campaign, the expected results were not satisfactory, and the entire strength of the Huaxia Dispatch Army was gathered, and troops were transferred from Japan and the Kwantung Army to strengthen the attack, but the losses of the troops were still very huge, and there was no need to launch any decent offensive for a long time to come.

The Japanese army, which was already short of troops, temporarily opened up the mainland lines of communication, but in order to hold such a long area, the limited forces were further dispersed, and on the contrary, it put itself in a very disadvantageous strategic position.

Moreover, in order to carry out this battle smoothly, Japan had to draw a large number of troops from the North and Central China battlefields, thereby reducing the pressure on the battlefield behind enemy lines, but laying the groundwork for the development and counteroffensive of the guerrillas behind enemy lines in the north, so that the red team led by the great man through the ages could grow stronger and stronger.

The inertia of time is so huge, no matter how much Liao Mingyu's butterfly flutters, it has not been able to affect the specific trend of the domestic trend.

"Haha, let's not talk about anything else, this old Jiang is here to reward again, how many of our brothers have a share, right?" Fan Shaozeng grinned widely, smiling like Maitreya Buddha.

"Well, the promotion of the promotion, the reward of the reward, eh... It seems that Junzuo has no substantial rewards, huh? Meng was annoyed and suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked tentatively.

Because of the victory in the Battle of Mandalay, the bald head was not stingy, and the feudal officials made a wish to give a lot of benefits, and the 88th Army was almost promoted from top to bottom, and there were many more military merit medals.

Due to the huge number of enemies destroyed in the battle, the proud results achieved will surely go down in history, and Fan Shaozeng was also promoted to the second-level general of the Kuomintang in an exceptional manner, and instantly stood at the level of Wei Lihuang and Xue Yue.

Originally, there was nothing to say, who made him the nominal commander of the 88th Army, but the strange thing is that almost everyone was rewarded, but Liao Mingyu, the real initiator, was left behind, and it was just a hasty commendation document, which also made the soldiers fight for him.

"Not really! The bald man knows best, he is playing a discordant scheme, and he wants to slowly empty Brother Liao. ”

Fan Shaozeng said that it was heaven-shattering, and the people sitting here were not mediocre people, how much they guessed the meaning, and maybe everyone didn't have to be so embarrassed to break it directly.

"Do you want to give Junzuo a wake-up call?" Meng was annoyed and proposed.

"Junzuo is not a mediocre person, how can he not understand such a simple truth? I'll just have to restrain the troops, and I don't have to worry about anything else. ”

Fang Jingyao waved his hand to signal him not to talk nonsense, in fact, the entire 88th Army is almost Liao Mingyu's henchman and supporter, no matter what position he is in, the control of the troops is absolute.

"Oh, I'm just holding the façade, no matter how high the military rank is, his brother has the final say, don't worry." Fan Shaozeng dusted off the folds on his clothes and made a joke freely.

"How can you, Commander, don't you mind that you are shivering at us." Meng was annoyed with a hippie smile haha.

"Okay, didn't Brother Liao say that he was going to transfer the headquarters to the Japanese fortress in the Heihe area, you have to hurry up, the convoy of the transport group is about to leave, I'll take the first step, go back and take a look, hehe, you guys are slowly busy."

Fan Shaozeng patted his shiny head, and said that he was about to slip away, he didn't want to worry about these headaches.

"Oh, my Commander, you can't leave now, General Stilwell is about to arrive, who is going to see him when you leave?" Meng was annoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

I just received the news, and I don't know why Stilwell suddenly visited, and he named his surname to see Liao Mingyu, the key is that the latter has now gone to another place, so he has to receive it... Anyway, I have to let the leader go.

"You have to go, what do you want me to do? Staring at that foreigner? Lao Tzu can't speak foreign languages again. ”

Fan Shaozeng's eyes twitched, indicating that he was not interested, and without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, he slipped out of the war room with oil on the soles of his feet, which made Meng annoyed and chased after him.

At the same time, at the gate of the Lashio military headquarters...

“what？ Why didn't anyone tell me that your commander wasn't here? Do you know how I got here!? ”

Stilwell's face was a little unkind, and he pointed to the guard's nose and roared in English.

Because Lashio does not have an airport, he can only fly from India to Nankan, and he rushes to Lashio by changing cars non-stop, tossing for most of the day, only to learn that Liao Mingyu is not here at all, and this trip is empty.

I couldn't understand it, the company commander on duty was very helpless, and he hurriedly explained after the interpreter explained his words: "Sir, our army commander is indeed here, but the one you said you were looking for is our staff officer and chief... He's not our commander..."

The American officer on the other side just asked kindly that he wanted to see Junza, but as soon as he said that he was not there, this old guy went crazy on the spot, which was really speechless.

"The commander is here, I found out that the man is not there, what the hell are you talking about?"

Obviously, the level of this translator is a little low, and he can't explain the meaning clearly, and Stilwell doesn't know the internal composition of the 88th Army very well, so this kind of conversation gradually made him lose patience: "Shit, tell me where he is now?" ”

"He's now..."

"Oh, this is General Stilwell, right? Hello hello, uh... general，o meet you。 ”

Meng Yi, who rushed to arrive, immediately stepped forward to say hello, his mouth was full of a warm smile, but the non-standard spoken language made Stilwell frown.

But there was someone who could communicate normally, and Stilwell didn't say much, he stretched out his hand and shook it politely, and asked, "Are you their chief?" ”

“yes，yes…”

"I have something very important to ask your commander, can you tell me where he is?"

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