"This is my sister's Gala Khan!"

"This is my wife's headband!"

"This is the sheep that my father carved for my son!"

……！

A sound of surprise sounded in the underground bunker, and the man who didn't blink in the face of the bayonet cried like a doll in the confinement while holding the things sent by his relatives in his hometown.

Crying rang out again from inside the underground bunker, only this time there was no pathos or desolation in it.

Bayan searched for a long time, and finally found his package.

Inside the package is the leather elbow pads made by the old lady for herself!

Thick needles and large threads, full of strong grassland style. It's a far cry from the elbow pads distributed to the team!

But Bayan still didn't hesitate to put it on his arm!

A letter came out of the package, with his name written on it.

Bayan only knows his own name!

"Clerical! Instrument! Bayan shouted the paperwork, he was the most literate person in the company.

At least, he knew all the words on the command.

Because of this advantage, he was left in bunker every time he fought. He died, and the whole company was blinded.

"Company commander, this is written for you to enlighten yourself. Your letter home, this doesn't fit. ”

"Fart, a letter from a fart.

My family has been in my family for dozens of lifetimes, and there is no one who can read.

Also write letters! I can't even understand the painting! ”

Take the paperwork and open the letter!

"Company commander, it's really a painting." The clerk handed a few pieces of paper to Bayan.

"What?" Bayan held the painting and recognized at a glance that there was a handwriting from his father, a mother, and a sister.

The larger ellipse is the body, and the smaller ellipse is the head.

The larger dot is the nose, and the smaller dot is the mouth.

The arms and legs are replaced by a few thin lines, and all the paintings are imbued with a strong abstract style.

There are a lot of small dots on the top of the old man's painting, and a few sheep and two cows below. Daddy was outside with a shovel and kept turning over the snow to reveal the turf underneath.

When he came out to fight by himself, this kind of work could only be done by the father leading the young brother.

Thinking of this, Bayan sighed.

The old lady's painting shows the younger brothers and sisters surrounding the bonfire, and the iron pot with a broken gap does not know what is boiling inside.

No matter what is boiling in the pot, there is cow dung to burn, and there is still something to eat in the pot.

Bayan was a little relieved!

When he saw his sister's painting, Bayan's nose twitched, and tears fell in an instant.

A huge airship in the sky, descending to the ground. Two guys in military caps are throwing firewood from the airship.

On the day of the white disaster, firewood is life!

"Brothers! The handsome sent an airship to help our family, and the brothers, the handsome sent an airship to save our family. ”

Bayan kept waving the painting in his hand, tears hanging on his beard and shaking.

The soldiers all saw the paintings sent by their families and knew that their families had been helped.

"Long live the handsome!"

"Long live Daming!"

"Long live the handsome!"

……！

There was a roar from inside the underground bunker, and the Mongolian men swept away the decadence just now, and they were so excited that they wanted to bomb the bunker now.

It's a pity that now the French have also shrunk back to the Kyiv line.

On the Don Line, only a few Italians, Spaniards, and a few Britons remained.

During this time, the battle line was very quiet, and the two sides were quite respectful of each other.

The weather was a bit rough and very windy.

Neither airships nor planes could be dispatched, and the war was paused by the wind and snow.

"Marshal, many airships have been mobilized in the rear to relieve those Mongols.

According to our people, the snow disaster in Mongolia is fine. It's a little smaller than here in Russia, and the wind isn't that strong.

This place is really cold, and the temperature has dropped to minus 30 degrees Celsius in many places on the front line.

Luckily, our soldiers live in underground bunkers, otherwise we would have had a lot of frostbite. ”

Stilwell Begins His Daily Briefing!

Li Xiao held a letter in his hand, and said while reading it: "The Mongols still have to help."

Especially our military and martyr families, we must settle down.

There are so many straws in the mainland, and it is not of much use. In the interior it is burned, and in the Mongols it is also burned.

There was really no fodder, and the animals could be eaten even if they were chopped.

By the way, we can also collect some dead sheep and dead cows to make canned food. In terms of price, it can be much cheaper.

It's better for the Mongols, and you can recruit more soldiers in Mongolia. ”

"Oh! Marshal, do you mean to continue to recruit Mongol soldiers? You don't mean to say ......, you don't want the Mongols to regain their prowess.

Let them slowly lose their blood and courage like the Japanese people? ”

Stilwell was a little strange and didn't understand why Li Xiao had changed his mind.

"The Mongols are not the same as the Wa people.

In that place of Mongolia, as long as you are born, you have to fight with the heavens, the earth, and the people!

The descendants of Genghis Khan, there are still two brushes for fighting.

The Mongolian battalion is very useful, and in terms of individual combat quality and tactical command, it is not worse than our Liao army's descendants.

If you don't let them fight, do you want them to be merchants?

On the grassland, it is not a place to engage in business.

The Mongols can only mix bitterly.

This is not the case in the Wa Kingdom, where the prosperity of commerce can easily make people rich.

And those who become rich are apt to be in comfort.

You see, this hasn't won the war yet. Wen Tian Wu frolicked in the rear, looking at the things they did, it made people's teeth itch. ”

Li Xiao handed the letter in his hand to Stilwell.

Stilwell took the letterhead suspiciously, and looked at the font to know that it was Li Hao's letter.

After reading the contents of the letter in a hurry, Stilwell's eyebrows twisted into a pimple.

"It was my idea to get a repair center, and during this time, the results have actually been good.

Recruits receive basic training at the rearmament center. When you get to the battlefield, you don't know anything.

But I didn't expect that in just a few months, these bastards would become like this. ”

Li Xiao slapped the table with hatred, and the teacup on the table was overturned all of a sudden.

The people in the command post were startled, and the staff officers next to them quickly lowered their voices.

The orderly was hesitant and wanted to come over to wipe the table, but he saw that Li Xiao was angry but didn't dare.

"The rehabilitation center is the first place where new recruits enter the camp, and ordinary people don't know about the army and think that the army is like this.

Whether this is in the army or among the people, I am afraid that it will be a great smear to the image of our army.

Repair! These people must be rectified. ”

"Yes! Who can be sent to rectify it?

The remediation center is an inconspicuous place, but it is extremely important.

Throwing it to a person with insufficient ability can easily affect the supply of soldiers on the front line.

If you find someone who can hold down the field, this position is too low. ”

Li Xiao was a little helpless, still the same as before, lacking people.

There is a lack of capable and responsible people.

"I have two of them, maybe they can do it." Stilwell thought for a moment, then suddenly said with a smile.

"Oh! Tell me, who? Li Xiao's eyes lit up.

Stilwell, the chief of the general staff, has always been very qualified, and his ideas are better than the other.

The person he protects, Li Xiao is looking forward to.

"Not military attachés, all civilian officials.

Hainan Rectification and Repair Center supervises, I recommend Zhang Huangyan.

The Xi'an Rectification and Repair Center is in charge, and I recommend Sun Chuanting, the former governor of Shaanxi and Gansu. ”

"The two of them?" Li Xiao looked at Stilwell suspiciously.

Sun Chuanting has no other shortcomings except for being a little older.

But Zhang Huangyan has been the first assistant for five years, and he has made a good and decent Ming into a miasma, and he has made money crazy.

The appointment of private individuals is even more unscrupulous.

Because of this, he was dismissed from Shoufu's errand by Li Xiao.

Now it's ...... enabled in such a critical position!

"Dashuai, you don't have to worry.

One of these two is the former first assistant, in terms of seniority, and the people in the center are eight streets.

Sun Chuanting is the former governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, who dares not to give him face on the ground of Shaanxi and Gansu.

He sits in Xi'an, which can be said to be inviolable.

I know you are afraid that they are greedy for money.

But think about it, a former chief assistant, a former governor of Shaanxi and Gansu.

They are greedy for money, but they are greedy for this little money from sesame mung beans?

Whether it is Zhang Huangyan or Sun Chuanting, they are both old and ageless characters.

The last one is even more of a way for them to refuse.

When people are old, they want to worry about the future of their children and grandchildren.

As long as you promote the available juniors in their family a little, are you afraid that these two old guys will not work hard?

are all people who have been feudal officials, and there is no problem with their ability. A small rectification center, isn't it too hard to handle? ”

Li Xiao looked at Stilwell in a daze, this brother's idea is good, but it's ......!

How do you look at it, how is this the idea that the old fox of Scofa came up with.

"Truth be told, it was my father's idea.

This is a letter from my father to Dashuai! Seeing Li Xiao looking at him, Stilwell unhurriedly took out a piece of letterhead and handed it to Li Xiao.

Li Xiao looked at Stilwell suspiciously, sure enough, he was an old fox, and he could actually guess his thoughts.

"The young marshal made such a big disturbance in the capital, and the second assistant visited his father afterwards.

Naturally, my father knew the meaning of Jisuke-sama's letter!

This idea is also an idea that my father came up with after thinking about it overnight. ”

O old fox! Proper old fox!

Li Xiao felt that he would have to cultivate for another hundred and eighty years to fight with these people.

I have to say that this idea can be regarded as thinking through all aspects. It's so old that you can't fault anything!

"Since Mr. Shi has said everything, let's do what Mr. Shi wants." Li Xiao didn't have a better way.

This decision can be regarded as a high-level and low-level allocation.

The supervisor of the rectification center is just a major general.

Compared with Zhang Huangyan, Sun Chuanting's status can be described as heaven and earth.

"The training squad leader of the rectification center is selected from the outstanding soldiers on the front line.

Originally, the squad leaders of the rectification center all came to the front line, and ......, they all had to go to the front line. ”

Stilwell shook his head for a while, this handsome man is really going to repay him.

But these people really should be rectified, those recruits can have a few taels of meat, and they can also fucking go to their mouths.

"No! They should also be taught some lessons, those officers ......! ”

"The officers are all on the front line, the lieutenant officer is demoted to one level, and the colonel officer is demoted to two levels.

The current superintendent ...... let them go to Ao Ye and Man Ye as staff officers.

Pig-like people, don't plague the soldiers below. ”

Li Xiao snorted coldly, and he could see that he was really angry this time.

Stilwell knew that the future of these two was completely suspended.

But they also blame themselves for making a good repair center and making a miasma.

They did it themselves!