"Oh, yes, yes, it's time to go..."Liao Mingyu was speechless for a while, and he was embarrassed to laugh haha, but it turned out that he was the most unprofessional.

The brothers on the front line have only gone through several bloody battles, and it is the time of the Chinese New Year, and the commander should personally come forward to boost their morale and express their condolences and concerns

It stands to reason that these things should be done by themselves, but during this time, I have been busy with logistics and supplies, and I have forgotten about this matter completely.

"Ahem... By the way, there are two things that I haven't had time to report to you. ”

The smart and sleek Meng was annoyed that he couldn't see the embarrassment of the other party, so he hurriedly diverted the topic, and by the way, he also turned an article on his own file:

"The set of routes from Lashio to the Heihe base area has already started, and the labor side is relatively sufficient...

In addition, the list of supplementary personnel that you asked me to count has been verified, and there are about 30,000 people in that group who can enter the army, and arrangements have been made for people in the rear to set up training camps in Nankan and Myitkyina. ”

Liao Mingyu blurted out in surprise: "Damn! Only 30,000 people in half a day? ”

"Yes, it's not that you don't know what that team is like, this is still the number of people who only have relaxed the requirements, otherwise it would be enough to get 20,000... And some of them have to go to the hospital for treatment, and there are too many injuries. ”

Meng was tired of narrating the facts, and this matter itself was a chore.

"Forget it, that's it, but the training of recruits must keep up, anyway, I will give you enough weapons and ammunition, but you must not give me eye medicine, do you hear." Liao Mingyu reluctantly admonished.

"Don't worry, it's all according to your wishes, everyone can only leave the company after completing three months of military training, as for the others...?" Meng looked at each other inquiringly.

"The rest of those who are in good physical condition will be assigned to the logistics troops, and those who are really not able to be arranged to participate in local construction in the base areas, and those child soldiers must not be left alone, and the schools in our base areas are about to be completed, and education must also be paid close attention to."

Liao Mingyu's brows tightened, pinched the root of his nose, and a feeling of tiredness came to his heart.

It is true that the army is a little incapable of managing the localities, and it seems that the regional governments still have to hurry up and set them up.

In the past period of time, he has not been busy in vain, in addition to asking Stilwell for food and drink, he also asked the other party to help him engage in "human trafficking"

After the two battles of Ringanqiang and Chiang Mai, Siam, the troops entered a period of rest and recuperation, and the days have been relatively calm in recent days, and the three infantry divisions and two brigades directly under the 88th Army are in full swing to prepare for war and supply, as well as the training and run-in of new recruits.

And the problem of Bingyuan has always been a knife stuck in Liao Mingyu's neck. As the battle continues, the loss of personnel is inevitable, but except for some veterans and civilians recruited in the concentration camp some time ago, the 88th Army's other troop replenishment is almost zero.

The domestic government has now determined that the 88th Army is an uncontrollable rebel force, and some people are being treated like a new type of warlord.

If it weren't for the fact that the U.S. military needed a Chinese army to continue in Southeast Asia, the bald head looked at the face of international aid, and temporarily tolerated the existence of the 88th Army, otherwise with that character, even if he couldn't control it on the surface, he would have used some means secretly.

Just asking for money, food, and people? Excuse me... Not a single child! In the name of beauty, the expeditionary force is no longer under the jurisdiction of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War Zone, and because the domestic war is becoming more and more severe, it is absolutely impossible to provide them with any supplements.

So Liao Mingyu had no choice but to ask Stilwell to make a request to the Chongqing government, asking him, in the name of the commander of the Southeast Asian Theater of Operations, to ask Lao Chiang to send some more soldiers to Burma in order to deal with the problem of war damage on the front line.

There are still two armies of 72 and 65 on the border of western Yunnan, but Lao Jiang is naturally reluctant to send people to the wolf's den, that is, meat buns and dogs, and there is no return.

I think that he originally sent Fan Shaozeng over to play discord, but instead he helped Liao Mingyu, let the two of them get together, and by the way, he also ran away with a fifty division, which was simply a loss to his wife and a soldier.

Merely... Even the bald head of state who was calling for wind and rain in the country had to bend his waist for Doumi, after all, his "American master" gave too much, and he couldn't bear the constant pressure from there, so he finally agreed.

In order to meet the demands of the Americans and not to appear stingy in front of the other side, at the end of the year, the Ministry of Military Affairs transferred a batch of troops totaling more than 75,000 men from various theaters in the south and sent them to Burma after being assembled in Kunming.

But the shrewd old Jiang still kept an eye on it, the elite troops didn't even think about it, and only those miscellaneous cards that no one could look down on were sent over, including part of the 27th and 28th Group Armies that were disabled in the Battle of Yuxianggui, as well as the remnants of various troops and some security regiments who had lost their numbers and rested in the place.

When these people came to Mandalay, Liao Mingyu was stunned, the so-called supplementary soldiers... From the forty or fifty-year-old veteran soldier to the fifteen or sixteen-year-old baby soldier, almost seventy percent of the rest are injured, and most of them are remnants of the defeated soldiers who have little combat effectiveness.

Moreover, the team of 70,000 people, the gun armament rate is less than 10%, and the only thing they can do may be the tattered military uniform, and even more infuriating so many people don't even have a group of decent officers, and the highest rank among them is actually a blind major battalion commander.

It's not so much a soldier, it's better to say that these people are not burdensome to all troops, it would have taken a lot of effort to deal with them, but now it's okay, a brain is packed and thrown to Liao Mingyu, and there are more than 70,000 mouths to eat dry rice, and the saved military expenditure can be used elsewhere, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone, it is estimated that at this time, Lao Jiang will have to wake up with a smile in his dreams.

Fortunately, after screening, there are still more than 30,000 people who can meet the requirements of ordinary soldiers, although they are now weaker, they have no energy, and their overall quality is much worse than that of soldiers in normal troops, but at least these external reasons can be changed.

It can be said that they are similar to the group of defeated soldiers who lost their souls in Chanda in Western Yunnan, and it is not easy to get them to cheer up and change themselves.

However, Liao Mingyu is still very experienced in this regard, no one is born a qualified soldier, and only after continuous training and sharpening can he glow with fighting spirit. In addition to training, it is not a problem to work treatment and ideological guidance to let them regain their confidence.

With these more than 30,000 people, the combat losses between the various units can be replenished in a timely manner, and several new teams can be formed in addition to the main forces.

As for the remaining tens of thousands of people, all of them are too old or too young, suffering from diseases or serious disabilities, and due to their own reasons, they have no way to enter the battlefield to fight, and even if they are forced to take up arms, they are only used as cannon fodder, which is not conducive to the various units of the 88th Army that are now taking the elite road.

Most of the eliminated personnel will be incorporated into the logistics non-combat personnel, and those who are really not able to do so will be transferred to local construction, and there will always be a chance to shine.

It was already two hours after the two of them discussed many trivial matters, Meng was annoyed and made two cups of tea and brought them to Liao Mingyu, looking at the steaming cup noodles and couldn't help but sigh:

"Junzuo, after this year, it will be the 33rd year of the Republic of China, and we have been in Myanmar for almost two years, alas... I don't know how long this battle will last. ”

Liao Mingyu took a shallow sip of the cup, looked at the huge Southeast Asian combat map on the wall, and said with a meaningful smile: "Hehe... It's almost there, the little devil can't hold on for long. ”

"When the battle is over, I want to take my father and mother back to Beiping to see if the ancestral house in my hometown is still there..."

Meng was annoyed and stood in front of the window and looked north, as if he remembered the scene when he was a child who was disobedient and made a mistake, and was reprimanded by his father at home with a ring ruler, as well as the useless "scientific and technological inventions" that his father piled up in the yard

"Then at that time, your old man will not let you carry his 10,000-volume scriptures from Heihe to Beiping." Liao Mingyu joked with a smile.

"Gotta... That's still Sensei back. ”

Meng shrank his neck in annoyance, recalling his Lao Tzu's collection of books that more than a dozen people couldn't memorize, and he was afraid for a while, if he really got all of them to Beiping, he would not be tired to death.

"Report Junza! Director Yu of the Ministry of Intelligence asked for a meeting. ”

Just when the two of them were bored and talking about calves, the guards outside the door suddenly shouted...