After Hugjiril returned from a family visit, it was as if he had changed.

In the past, he was very lazy, as long as it had nothing to do with survival, he was too lazy to do it.

Perhaps this is what has allowed him to survive in the Mongolian camp with an alarming casualty rate until now.

After returning from Mongolia, he became more active and cared more about his status as an officer.

Those who are busy all day long either train new recruits or lead people to maintain weapons. Every once in a while, they also pulled those recruits out to practice, so that the new recruits were worse off than dead.

"As a battalion commander, people have become diligent. Yesterday you pulled people out to practice again? Batu brought Hugjiri a jar of wine.

The current Batu has two bars and three stars on his shoulders, and the rank of colonel is very conspicuous.

"I used to think I was awesome, but I didn't know that wearing this military uniform was really awesome.

You know what's going on at home, me! A little captain officer is not even a fart in the Liao army.

When the Great Khan heard about me, he personally brought someone with him.

Not only was the chief steward of the bullying family executed, but even the leader was punished.

He also sent the three sons of the head man to the army.

I heard that I am currently training at the rehabilitation center in Xi'an, and it will not be long before I come to report to us.

Hey! If he dares to embarrass my family again, I will make them a dilemma. Huge Jirile took a big sip of the old dragon's mouth, and his face immediately climbed with a touch of ruddy.

When the Mongols joined the army, there was only one place to go. The former Mongolian battalion, now the Mongolian regiment.

The Mongol regiment had three battalions, which meant that there was a 30% chance that the young master of the head family would become Hugejiril's subordinate.

If Hugh Jirile had made a special greeting, there was a 100 percent chance of becoming one of his men.

"You!

Even though he's a captain, he can't be said to be not even a fart. At least, a fart can still count as one.

Your major appointment is probably just a matter of the past few days.

Our Mongolian battalion has become a Mongolian regiment, and it seems that the establishment has only increased, but the tasks we will face in the future will be much heavier.

However, one of us became a regiment commander and the other became a battalion commander, so it is estimated that we have a greater chance of surviving until after the war. ”

Batu also took a sip of wine!

He has a lot of people now, but there are few descendants. This is thanks to the huge casualties of the Mongolian battalion!

After the battle in Kharkov, there were even sixteen people left in the battalion.

Eleven of the sixteen men were missing arms and legs, and they never had to go to war again. The rest looked at it all, but the brutal battle wreaked havoc on their minds.

There were two fragile ones, who simply went crazy, and are still in the hospital in Moscow.

It can be said that only one of them has come back. The division headquarters wants to award awards, and only these two people go.

Unfortunately, a car accident on the road killed another.

In the end, only the two of them remained in the Mongol battalion.

The current Mongolian battalion is almost remodeled, and the wounded soldiers of the past have returned to the team and become officers.

There is an unwritten saying in the Mongolian battalion that as long as you survive until the end of the battle, you can become an officer.

Because it came out of the wounded barracks, there are many guys like missing fingers, blind eyes and ears.

There was even a guy whose face was burned by the flames and turned into a wax man. The whole face is extremely unnatural flushed, and it is extremely scary to look at.

People who have died once on the battlefield will naturally not be afraid of other people's strange eyes, and this thing will be hanging around in the barracks all day long.

It is said that his eyelids were burned out and he slept with his eyes open at night.

"What! Still going to war? Didn't the coalition all surrender? Hugejirile was stunned for a moment, put down the teapot and looked at Batu.

"If you don't fight, what are you going to do with the expansion? Do you think that the handsome man is full of food?

You look around Kyiv, the troops are constantly massing. Now I know that there are four divisions of the numbered troops.

It's all tentative!

There are those who have been fighting in Russia for two years, and there are also new troops transferred from the rear.

I heard that there were more Minsk troops in the north.

Although the 1st Cavalry Division and the 1st Army of the Expeditionary Force were resting, they were also gradually gathering troops to resume training.

The number of people from various units going home to visit their homes is getting smaller and smaller, and the quota cards are very strict.

Kyiv is a little better, there are places in the north that are already under semi-martial law.

I guess there's still a big war to be fought. ”

Batu took a drag on his cigarette and exhaled a big puff of smoke.

"Hit whom! The surrender of surrender, the disintegration of disintegration. Who are we going to fight! Hugejirile was stunned for a moment and said.

"The head of the coalition forces surrendered? No, there is one country that not only did not surrender, but also annexed France and England, and half of Poland, a large part of Austria, and now the largest country in Europe. ”

Batu said leisurely.

"You mean...... Deutsche?

Those people are more skilled, and in terms of combat power, they may be more difficult to deal with than the French.

Really want to fight them? ”

"It's almost certain, and it's already starting to fight." Batu said helplessly, to be honest, he really didn't want to fight.

has been fighting for three years, and he has gone from an ordinary soldier to a colonel.

This is how many people's corpses climbed up, and the Han people said that they would become famous and their bones would wither.

But before he became a general, the number of casualties in the Mongolian battalion was not 10,000, but also 8,000.

Daming gave him a lot of honors, but Batu knew in his heart that this was what Daming showed the Mongols.

Let the Mongols continue to work hard for Daming on the battlefield!

As long as a war is fought, the Mongolian battalion is always sent to the most dangerous mission. Always be under the blow of the enemy's fierce troops!

In the next war, the situation of the Mongols will not change.

"Already?"

"Many Polish prisoners of war have been retrained. They were organized into partisan detachments and ran to the territory of the Germans to harass the Germans. ”

"How many people ran to the Germans to make trouble? What's the difference between that and death? Hugjiril's eyes widened.

Several people ran to the territory of the Germans, and in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the Germans, the chances of survival were very slim.

With only a few people, it is absolutely impossible to carry heavy weapons. Even if it encounters a mortar attack, it will definitely not survive.

"It's just shooting cold shots, putting some bombs on the side of the road, and so on. It's a headache, but it's hard to catch people.

I heard that the casualties were quite large, but the results were also very good. A few days ago, one of the German generals was killed with a bomb.

Now, the Germans are frantically mopping them up. There are quite a few of them, and they have all run back to our side. ”

"! If you really encounter such a Dafa person, it actually hurts your head. Not to mention anything else, they sneaked around and took advantage of the night to plant a few mines.

The next day, I don't know which unlucky guy will step on it! It's hard! ”

Hugejiril shook his head helplessly, Daming would not care about the life or death of the Poles. This kind of play is really difficult for the Germans to do.

The most important thing is that it was the Poles who sent it. They will be covered by the local Poles!

"Now it's time for us to have a headache, and the Germans have also brought some Poles over. They were in a place called Warren and were looking for trouble with the Russians all day long.

The Russians couldn't stand it anymore and asked us for help.

The top pressed our division, and the division pressed our regiment. Batu reluctantly spat out a puff of cigarette, a good mission never comes to the Mongolian battalion.

"Warren? What is that? Hugjirile was stunned for a moment, he couldn't figure out where Warren was in any horn.

"The border between Poland and Ukraine, I heard that there is a lot of chaos in that place.

The Russians are almost overwhelmed, and the Ukrainians, Poles, Hebrews are slaughtered there into a pot of porridge.

Let's go again, hehe! It's lively! Batu took a long puff of his cigarette and said with emotion.

"Are there any specific requirements from above, what tasks do you want us to perform? Just destroy the partisans sent by the Germans? ”

"That's not to say, it's to stabilize the ground. Of course, the guerrillas also had to be exterminated.

It is also said that the contradictions between Ukrainians, Poles and Hebrews can be exploited.

I fucking know how to take advantage of it! Batu said angrily.

He's a good hand at war, there's no problem with that.

But to perform such a task, his head is a little insufficient.

"That's troublesome, let's Mongolian men fight. Play with the eyes of the heart, I'm afraid this will be far worse. ”

"Who's to say it's not, that's why I'm worried. You can be regarded as a veteran in this regiment, and the remaining two battalion commanders were still platoon commanders last year.

Silly than you! Grandma's, how the hell is this battle fought. ”

"Brother Batu, I have a solution." Huge Jiril rolled his eyes and immediately had an idea.

"Is there a way, why don't you say it quickly? I'm going to leave in a few days, and I'm in a hurry. ”

"We can't do it, we can find someone. The old monkey is back, and I saw it yesterday. It's just that he has two days left on his vacation, and he is having fun in Kyiv.

Tell the above and ask him to come over. As the chief of staff of our Mongolian battalion, he suddenly became the chief of staff of the lieutenant colonel, can he still be willing? Hugejiril squeezed his eyes.

The Mongolian battalion was under the establishment of the Ninth Division, and the regiment of the old monkey was in one division.

Theoretically, Hugejiril's idea would be fulfilled as long as the division agreed.

The Mongolian regiment was already short of staff, especially the position of chief of staff, and no one could do it.

The Han officers were reluctant to come here to work, because they knew that the Mongol regiment was destined to be a temporary unit, even more temporary than the Provisional Ninth Division.

Coming here to be the chief of staff, his subordinates are all Mongols who cannot be promoted. It's hard to say whether he can be promoted by then.

This is the black hole of Shitu!

The Mongols have people who are willing to do it, but the person who is the chief of staff really has to have two brushes. It's not something you can do with just one person!

Looking at the Mongolian regiment, there is not even a single person who graduated from a military school. The vast majority of them have been trained in the Xi'an Repair Center for several months.

There are even some platoon-level officers who have not fought in a battle. No way, when they came to Russia, the war was already over.

The troops were expanded, so the older soldiers became squad and platoon commanders one after another, and even some guys with a way became company commanders.

At present, the combat quality of the Mongolian regiment has degenerated to the point that it is not much different from that of the newly formed troops.

This is also something that cannot be helped, and the Han officers are reluctant to come to the Mongolian regiment. The officers of the Mongolian regiment can only pull out the big ones in the inner stalk.

If you want to say that there are qualified and capable people in the Mongolian regiment, maybe only Hugejiril, a guy with a tendon in his head.

It's just that if such a person becomes the chief of staff, ...... tactical level of the Mongolian regiment can be imagined.

Therefore, the post of chief of staff of the Mongolian regiment has always been idle. Now that Hugejiril had brought it up, Batu's eyes immediately lit up.

That's a great idea!

On ability, on talent, the old monkey is absolutely suitable.

Although he is only a captain officer, the qualifications are definitely enough. I heard that the year before last, he was going to be mentioned as the battalion commander, but this old boy didn't do it himself.

At that time, Batu had just become a small company commander.

That's because their company commander was unfortunately killed by a mortar.

Let the old monkey be the chief of staff, not to say that it is overkill, but also to be absolutely condescending.

It's just ......, can the old monkey agree?

"I don't have anything, if he wants to come, I'll raise my hands and feet in approval. It's just that people are willing to come to us?

I've heard that he doesn't want to do anything if he is given the battalion commander. This goods just like to stay in his one-third of an acre of land as a company commander. ”

"Don't want to be an official? How is this possible?

He was reluctant to be promoted at that time, which must have a deep meaning. What is the relationship between him and the young marshal, we have all seen it with our own eyes.

If you really move him and get him over, our Mongolian regiment will have a backer in the future. ”

"What you said makes sense, but it's hard to buy people who want to. Whether this matter can be done or not is really two words.

What is the foundation of our regiment, others don't know, he must know.

Ordinary Han Chinese officers, there is no one who wants to come. If one day the war really ends, our regiment will definitely be dismissed.

I can't see the future, who wants to come here on an errand. ”

Batu reluctantly exhaled a thick puff of smoke.

"Whether it can be done or not, we have to try to know. You stay in the group first, and I'll go through the air first.

If he misses the air, then you go out again. In this way, even if it fails, it will not damage the face of your group leader. ”

"You kid, when did you learn the Han style? It doesn't matter if you don't have face, what matters is the lives of thousands of brothers in our Mongolian regiment.

I don't want to fight for a month or two, and then come back and replenish thousands of recruits.

In the past, hundreds of people and hundreds of people made up for me, and I was already distressed.

If you make up for thousands of people......"

Batu was quite helpless, and he, the head of the regiment, was actually chasing ducks to the shelves. There is no way, whoever let the old Mongolian battalion have only two people left.

Hugjiri is not suitable, then it can only be him.

"Then I'll go and invite him to a great drink in the evening. Grandma's, I drank and vomited blood today, and I have to take him down.

"Heaven Descends"

It's just that......! Suddenly, Hugejiril winked vigorously at Batu.

"You learned badly from the Han people, and you always talk like this, unlike the Mongols. If you have something to say, let it go as soon as you have a fart. Batu said impatiently.

"My regimental leader, it's not cheap to drink flower wine in the city of Kyiv. I'm ...... No money! ”

"Damn!"