Chapter 117 The Fifth Army is in trouble!

"What did you say? You didn't bring back Mr. Cun?" After hearing the report from his subordinates, Du Yuming widened his eyes and looked at the guard company commander in front of him in disbelief.

The guard company commander in front of him was his fellow townsman. He had followed him since he was a company commander and was considered his confidant.

It was because of this relationship that he entrusted such an important task to the other party.

"General, Mr. Cun doesn't want to leave his hometown at all. He said that he is 88 years old and most of his body is already buried in the loess."

“If I leave my homeland, I may never be able to return.”

"So he would rather die in his hometown than leave." The guard company commander looked at the furious Du Yuming and explained fearfully.

He was not afraid of death. For him, he had experienced bullets and gunfire many times and did not care about the danger.

The key point is that Mr. Cun said with deep emotion that he had lived enough and was unwilling to leave and live in humiliation.

I am even more afraid of dying in a foreign land.

So he would rather die in Tengchong than leave.

After hearing this, Du Yuming closed his eyes in pain. He had promised Cun Yunsheng that he would take care of his grandfather.

Now his grandfather has committed suicide by fasting to make his determination clear.

How will he face Cun Yunsheng?
How to face the Sichuan Army.

"You've made it difficult for the Fifth Army to find a place to stand. How can we face the Sichuan Army and Yunsheng?" Du Yuming sighed.

He has always been a man of his word, but who would have thought that he would break his promise this time. This made him very sad, and he didn't know how to face the other men in the Cun family in the future.

"General, it's my fault for being incompetent. I'll leave it to military law." The guard company commander felt very uncomfortable when he saw Du Yuming's painful expression. He also knew that the mission had failed. He was afraid that the Fifth Army would be really ashamed facing the Sichuan Army.

In fact, on the way back, he was mentally prepared to accept any military law punishment, and he would frown even if he was shot.

"Get out! If we punish you, how will the commander deal with himself?" The chief of staff shouted loudly and asked the other party to go out first.

Hearing this, the guard company commander said nothing, saluted, and turned away.

"General, Mr. Cun has already planned to die to prove his integrity. Don't be too sad." The chief of staff consoled him.

The Chinese have had a sentiment of being reluctant to leave their homeland since ancient times. For the 88-year-old Mr. Cun, he would rather die in Tengchong than live in misery far away from home.

They may even die in a foreign land and never be able to return home.

"Perhaps for Mr. Cun, staying in his hometown is the best choice."

Hearing this, Du Yuming shook his head and said bitterly.

"I understand what you said, but have you ever thought about how the Fifth Army will cope with itself in the future? How should I face Yunsheng?"

"Although the 200th Division suffered heavy losses and its commander was killed, the rest of the main force is still there. Together with the heavy weapons provided by the Sichuan Army, we can completely stop the Japanese army in southwest Yunnan."

"This is the plan I discussed with Yunsheng in Myitkyina. As long as the Fifth Army can stop the Japanese attack."

"Then the reorganized Sichuan Army will cross the Irrawaddy River and attack Bhamo and Namkham to reopen the China-Burma Highway. According to the plan, as long as the Fifth Army holds out for three months, the Japanese troops attacking southwestern Yunnan will be surrounded and eventually annihilated."

After hearing Du Yuming's words, the chief of staff was stunned. It turned out that there was such a deeply hidden plan.

He knew none of this.

"In order to ensure the top secrecy of the plan, I didn't tell anyone." Du Yuming glanced and said lightly.

"But it doesn't matter now. This plan is no longer useful."

"But you should communicate with the people in Shancheng." The chief of staff said anxiously.

Once completed, the restored Burma Road will have a steady supply of supplies.

"I'm afraid that if I tell it now, it will be placed on the desk of the Japanese military headquarters in half an hour." Du Yuming glanced at the other party and said deeply.

Hearing this, the chief of staff was stunned, and then he also showed a bitter expression.

Those guys in the mountain city!
"The Military Control Commission is a bunch of rubbish." It's hard to scold other people, but it's okay to scold the Military Control Commission.

Du Yuming did not say anything about this, but from his expression, it can be seen that he absolutely agreed with this statement.

"General, what should we do next?" asked the chief of staff.

"Let someone deliver these letters to the other children of the Cun family. Old Master Cun is gone, and the letters must be delivered." Du Yuming said in an unquestionable tone.

"Yes, I just hope it won't affect our relationship with the Sichuan Army." The chief of staff sighed, and then began to arrange for someone to deliver the letters.

The first person to receive the letter from home was Cun Xingfu at Lei Yun Airport.

Looking at the letter from home in front of him and then at the person who delivered the letter, the once strong man could no longer hold back his tears, which flowed down his cheeks like a spring.

"My father is gone?" The hoarse voice moved everyone present.

"Yes, sir, I'm sorry that we didn't rescue Mr. Cun." The person who delivered the letter was a major officer of the Fifth Army. Looking at Cun Xingfu's appearance, he also felt uncomfortable.

After all, if the Sichuan Army had not occupied Myitkyina, it would not be so easy for them to come back.

Not to mention that there are so many wounded soldiers left in Myitkyina. If they knew that their brothers had failed to protect Old Man Cun, they would probably feel at a loss.

Therefore, the major was mentally prepared for the other party to reprimand or scold him.

"Did my father leave any last words?" Cun Xingfu wiped away his tears. He knew his father's character and it was impossible for him to live in a foreign land.

When he was young, facing the invading British army, he was able to lead the people on the border to drive away the British army, which shows his deep love for Tengchong.

It is impossible for him to leave the hometown he has protected all his life when he is old.

Therefore, Cun Xingfu had no intention of blaming the Fifth Army.

Instead, he asked if he had left any last words.

This made the major who delivered the letter very sad. Even if the other party scolded him, he might feel better. This would make him feel more guilty. It was still the Fifth Army that broke their promise.

"I hope that all of our descendants will put national affairs first, kill the enemy to serve the country, and live up to the name of Cun family men." After the major finished speaking, his tone became heavier.

Until the moment of his death, Mr. Cun never forgot to kill the enemy and serve his country, which made him even more sad.

"I understand." Cun Xingfu nodded, wiped away his tears, regained his mood, and said with a forced smile.

"Thank you for the letter from the Fifth Army. I am grateful. If you need me in the future, please let me know."

Although there was a hint of a smile on his face, everyone could tell that he was just forcing himself to say those words, not to mention that the other person's fingers were pinching his thigh tightly, trying hard to look strong.

"You're too polite, sir." The major quickly shook his head, then said a few more words of comfort and left with his men. He just wanted to escape from here. He would rather Cun Xingfu scold him a few times, he could endure it, but he couldn't stand this kind of politeness.

On the other side, at the Sichuan Army Corps headquarters, Cun Yunsheng was discussing the next reorganization with a group of officers.

There is nothing much to discuss about the infantry battalion. Just follow the standard US military battalion.

There is no shortage of personnel, so just disperse the people from the supplementary battalion to the various camps.

The only trouble is that there is a shortage of weapons.

The efficiency of air transport was too slow, so he wondered if he could build a road to speed up the transportation of supplies.

As a result, the Japanese 18th Division headed straight for Imphal, causing his plan to be shelved again.

Now Stilwell's mind was focused on holding Imphal, and supplies could only be transported by air.

Fortunately, we don’t need to go through the Hump Route here, so the risk is not that great.

It just takes some time, which makes Cun Yunsheng very anxious.

He also planned to wait until the reorganization was completed and send troops directly to the Bamao area to encircle the Japanese troops that entered southwestern Yunnan together with the Fifth Army.

If the reorganization cannot be completed within three months, the plan will definitely be delayed.

"Where are the British weapons in the warehouse? If not, let our brothers take over first." Cun Yunsheng said.

"They were all taken away by the volunteer team. Now there are almost two thousand of them." Meng Fanle said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng nodded and said nothing.

At this time, a soldier came in and looked at Cun Yunsheng.

"Commander, the Fifth Army has sent someone here."

"The Fifth Army? What did they send people here for?" The other officers in the conference room were stunned and muttered in surprise.

"Let him in." Cun Yunsheng was also a little puzzled. The agreed plan was three months later, so why should it be brought forward?
With confusion and doubt, Cun Yunsheng waited for the other party to walk into the meeting room.

At this moment in the conference room, all confidential documents were put away, including the battle map hanging on the wall.

When he saw the person coming, Cun Yunsheng was stunned and quickly stood up.

"Captain Zhu, what brings you here?" The man was none other than Zhu Maoqin, commander of the Fifth Army's artillery regiment.

After arriving in Kunming, Zhu Maoqin's artillery regiment had nothing to do except training. After hearing about Mr. Cun's story, he decided to deliver the letter home in person.

"Captain Cun, why can't I come if there's nothing wrong?" Zhu Maoqin forced a smile.

"Just kidding, the gate of the Sichuan Army Corps always welcomes Captain Zhu." Cun Yunsheng said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Captain Cun, I'm afraid I can't fulfill what I promised you. Ten days ago, the Japanese army captured Tengchong. Mr. Cun went on a hunger strike for seven days and then committed suicide in Tengchong." Zhu Maoqin was originally thinking of using some reason to express it euphemistically, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said it directly.

The expression on Cun Yunsheng's face froze immediately. He opened his mouth wide and looked at the other party in disbelief.

The other people in the conference room also widened their eyes and looked at Zhu Maoqin in disbelief.

Krupp was the first to react. He rushed over, grabbed the other person by the collar and yelled.

"What did you say? Say it again? Damn it, our Sichuan Army gave you so many artillery pieces, but you didn't defend Tengchong? You didn't save Mr. Cun?"

It’s no wonder that Krupp was so excited. It was really because Cun Yunsheng was a life-saving gift to him.

To him, Mr. Cun is also his grandfather.

The expressions of the others were not necessarily very good either, as they also looked at each other angrily.

They gave an entire regiment of American equipment.

Just let them guard southwestern Yunnan.

As a result, we tell them now that Tengchong has not been defended and Mr. Cun is gone.

This is really hard for them to accept.

Could it be that all that equipment was fed to the dogs?
"Is this true?" Cun Yunsheng clenched his fists, and blood began to soak his nails red, but he still didn't feel any pain. Instead, he looked at the other person coldly.

"Sorry, it's true." Zhu Maoqin was not angry because the other party grabbed his collar. After all, it was their Fifth Army that broke their promise.

"Damn it."

"My uncle's."

"You bastards, I'm going to kill you."

"Son of a bitch."

"Fuck his grandma." The conference room was suddenly filled with all kinds of insults, rising and falling.

　It is hard to leave one's hometown, especially for the city that one has protected all one's life. If you don't believe it, you can bring the elderly people from the countryside to the city and stay there for two days. They will not be able to bear it. Also, update first and then make changes!

　　
　
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