Chapter 133 This is our bottom line! (First update!)

"The price has increased?" Meng Fanle, Lin Yi and other staff officers looked at each other.

They never thought that their own group leader would dare to raise the price at this time!
Aren’t you afraid that the British army will get angry?

"Yeah, shouldn't the price be raised?"

"Don't forget that the British army is our ally."

"What is an ally?"

"They are our brothers and sisters, our dearest relatives and friends."

"We have to raise the price. One squadron of planes is not enough. We need at least two squadrons." Cun Yunsheng looked at Meng Fanle and others and said with great sorrow.

Seeing that his commander didn't seem to be joking, Lin Yi asked cautiously.

"Commander, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course? When have I ever joked?" Cun Yunsheng looked at him in confusion. Do I look like someone who likes to joke?

Just kidding!
I'm a decent person!
A serious person who never writes a diary.

"But why do I feel like you are joking?" Meng was annoyed and couldn't help but retorted again.

"Do you know how many fighter planes there are in a squadron?"

He always felt that his regimental commander did not seem to know how many fighter planes a squadron had, yet he dared to speak without thinking.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng showed a hint of displeasure on his face.

"Why? Are you humiliating me? A squadron only has 25 fighters, and two squadrons only have 50 fighters. How many?"

"You know it, I thought you didn't know it." Meng Fanle gave a thumbs up and continued.

"How are you going to maintain so many fighter planes? We don't have that many hangars."

"Besides, where are the pilots? We don't have that many pilots."

"It's not easy to build a hangar. In addition to dense forests, Myitkyina also has mountains. We can hollow out the mountains and put the planes inside to ensure that the Japanese can't bomb them."

"As for the issue of pilots, there is no need to worry. Although we only have a dozen pilots now, we can recruit more." Cun Yunsheng said confidently.

It seemed that they had planned it long ago and wanted two squadrons of fighter jets.

"Recruiting people? You really dare to think so. Pilots, they fly in the sky." Meng Fanle's only knowledge made him think that an airplane should be a very high-end thing.

In fact, this thing can be flown independently by a knowledgeable person after a month or two of training.

It's not a jet fighter that needs to test the human body's load capacity and so on.

"La La, believe it or not, as long as you study for two months, you can also fly a fighter jet." Cun Yunsheng did not answer his question, but looked at him with a smile.

Hearing this, Meng Fan was stunned, as if he didn't understand what the other party meant.

"Can I do that too?"

"Of course. Have you ever driven a tractor?" Cun Yunsheng asked again.

"No, but I've seen it. It's no different from driving." Meng Fanle scratched his head and said after thinking for a while.

"Flying a plane is just like driving a car. It's not difficult. With some knowledge and a little training, you can take off." Cun Yunsheng said casually.

"Then why do we have so few pilots?" Lin Yi asked puzzledly.

Not only he was puzzled by this question, but others also looked puzzled.

If it were that simple, we could train more pilots so that we wouldn't be bombed by the Japanese every day.

"It's not the pilots that restrict us, but the planes, do you understand?" Cun Yunsheng looked at the people in front of him, sighed and said.

"You can buy it." Lin Yi's words once again proved his ignorance.

"It is indeed possible to buy it, but you have to come up with money. Also, you have to ensure that the other party is willing to sell the plane, and that the person who manages the money can control his greed." Cun Yunsheng said meaningfully.

Meng Fanle was indeed a veteran who had been in the army for many years. He immediately understood what his regiment commander meant.

Someone embezzled the military funds for the Air Force to purchase aircraft, so we have very few fighter planes and they are outdated.

"We don't lack pilots, and this thing is not that difficult to operate. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a toy. At most, it requires some skills when fighting." Cun Yunsheng said again.

"As long as there are enough fighter planes, our air force can defeat the Japanese army."

"Don't forget the Wuhan air battle. Our air force dealt a heavy blow to the Japanese army. Our pilots are brave enough to fight to the death. What we lack is fighter planes."

Hearing this, everyone present fell silent again.

"So, you are planning to take advantage of the situation and ask for more fighter planes? Will the British agree? They will definitely get furious." After a long time, Meng Fanle spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I will definitely not agree. How can the great British Empire be controlled by a small lieutenant colonel like me? If this gets out, I will lose all my face." Cun Yunsheng spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Then why are you raising the price? A squadron of fighter planes is not a small number. At least it can ensure that Myitkyina will not be attacked by Japanese fighter planes." Meng Fanle advised.

Lin Yi and others also felt that one squadron of fighter planes was indeed a lot, and there was no need to offend Britain too much.

"Yes, Commander, one squadron is not enough, so let it go." Lin Yi also advised.

"It's enough for you, but not enough for me."

"If we don't ask for a little more now, once the British have caught their breath, I'm afraid they won't admit it. These bastards love to go back on their words." Cun Yunsheng sneered.

Now everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and call General Stilwell back and tell him that we now have more than 30 pilots and one squadron may not be enough for our pilots to travel. We hope to add another squadron." Cun Yunsheng signaled Meng Fanle to urge the radio operator to send the message.

Hearing this, Meng Fanle could only sigh and then asked the radio operator to send the message.

"Commander, do you think the Japanese army can really complete the encirclement of Imphal?" Lin Yi asked curiously again.

For him, battlefield experience is still insufficient, so his grasp of the battle situation is naturally a little weak, but his progress has been rapid.

Therefore, Cun Yunsheng would occasionally give him some advice.

"Of course, don't think the Japanese army is that weak, especially when the other side is Mutaguchi Ren'ya of the 18th Division. He is known as "Little Tojo" and "Devil Mutaguchi". He was born in an ordinary family and was admitted to the Japanese Army Academy with his excellent learning ability. Later, he was admitted to the Japanese Army University with excellent grades."

"The Japanese Army University only recruits 20 people every year. The lieutenant we detained, Jingxia, also graduated from the Army Academy. He has combat experience and command ability, but he can't get into the Army University. This shows how capable Mutaguchi Renya is."

"If he hadn't been born in a low position, with his ability, he would have been the commander of the 15th Army."

Although Cun Yunsheng hated this person, it was undeniable that he was very capable.

After listening to Cun Yunsheng's introduction, Lin Yi suddenly realized, and then said with some concern.

“If Imphal is gone, won’t we also be affected?”

"Don't worry, it won't have any impact. The Americans haven't really made any effort yet. If they really wanted to, they could airlift a division's worth of equipment to Myitkyina in a week."

"If you are determined, you can finish it in three days."

"If we can mobilize more transport planes and bring us a division a day, it won't be a big problem." Cun Yunsheng was not worried at all.

Worried about others?

Totally unnecessary.

Who knows? People might even think you are making fun of them.

"Then why are our supplies so slow?"

"Also, when the expeditionary force retreated before, they could have used transport planes to airdrop supplies." Lin Yi asked in confusion.

At this time, Meng Fan, who had returned, said speechlessly.

"My Commander Ayi, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? It's obvious that they are just trying to guard against us, or in other words, they want to control us with supplies." "Aren't we allies?" Lin Yi asked again.

"Aren't allies meant to be tricked?" Cun Yunsheng was also a little speechless. Considering this guy's excellent learning ability, he could only say that this guy was simply honest.

"Look through the history books. Have you ever seen an ally that was reliable? Aren't they all there to be exploited?"

This time, Lin Yi was completely silent.

"Commander, you have a more thorough understanding of the matter." Meng Fanle couldn't help but praise him.

"Okay, let's do some simulation on this sand table to see how long Imphal can hold out, and by the way, wait for Stilwell's call back." Cun Yunsheng said, taking out a pointer and handing it to Lin Yi and Meng Fanle, while he played the role of Mutaguchi Ren'ya, responsible for the attack on Imphal.

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"Two squadrons?" Stilwell was also a little annoyed when he saw the telegram. This guy was taking advantage of the situation.

There was one squadron before, but now there are two squadrons?

After reading the telegram, I was speechless again.

First of all, the Sichuan Army recruited some more pilots during this period, all of whom were experienced pilots.

There is no detailed explanation as to how it came about.

However, with Stilwell's cleverness, he could definitely guess that it was simply obtained from the mountain city.

I can only say that this kid does have some ability.

Secondly, according to the intelligence collected during this period, Lashio is heavily guarded, and ground raids alone may not be enough.

Fighter support is needed. One squadron of fighters cannot cope with possible unfavorable situations.

Ok!

He was convinced.

Do not!
In other words, the reason he was truly convinced was the last time.

Given America's extravagance, a squadron seems too petty.

There should be at least two squadrons to show the grandeur of America.

Even if you wear it a thousand times, you will never wear it.

Although Stilwell was a little old man with a bad temper, he was naturally in a good mood after being praised like this.

What's more, he had said before that he could agree to any reasonable request.

And his requirement is very simple, that is victory.

Besides, these fighter jets were not provided by him, but by the British.

He would be happy to see the damn Admiral Wavell bleed a little.

But how to convince Admiral Wavell?

This is his headache.

"Two squadrons? This is blackmail." As expected, when Admiral Wavell learned that one squadron of fighter planes became two squadrons, he roared in anger.

Originally, he had no good feelings towards Cun Yunsheng, and now that the squadron had changed from one to two, he was naturally extremely angry.

Stilwell could certainly understand his anger, but what did it have to do with him.

Especially when he saw the other party being humiliated, he felt secretly happy.

"How about refusing?" Stilwell asked.

Admiral Wavell subconsciously wanted to agree, but swallowed the words back.

With Imphal now surrounded, even a fool can see the importance of Myitkyina.

Although, the US military has deployed a large number of transport planes to transport elite troops from the rear to Imphal.

But after a series of blows, he now had a low opinion of these so-called elites.

There was no way. The successive disastrous defeats had already made him lose much confidence in the British army.

So when Stilwell proposed, and refused, he hesitated.

If Imphal really cannot be defended, the Sichuan Army Corps in Myitkyina will probably be needed for rescue.

After all, they have proved with their impressive record that they are the best fighters in Myanmar at present.

Looking at Admiral Wavell's hesitant expression, Stilwell felt secretly happy.

"Admiral Wavell, I also think that the Sichuan Army's behavior is not good and we must not agree to it."

Hearing this, Admiral Wavell sighed.

"There is absolutely no way the two squadrons will agree to this. The British Empire's fighter planes must not be lost to the outside world again."

If Cun Yun was born here, he would definitely curl his lips.

The only thing worth looking at is your crappy fighter jet, the Spitfire, what the hell are the rest?

"So, you are going to refuse." Stilwell was a little disappointed, but it didn't matter. He had already suggested to the White House to send more fighter planes, and when the fighter planes arrived, some of them could be allocated to the Sichuan Army.

"No, we can only add one team at most. This is our bottom line." Admiral Wavell shook his head.

At this moment, his heart was bleeding. He was being controlled by a small lieutenant colonel. He was probably the only one in the history of the British Empire who was like this?

"A team?" Stilwell's eyes lit up. That was not bad.

As for the missing fighter jets, we will wait for the American fighter jets to arrive and then supply them.

"Sir, Japanese troops have been spotted in the south, and they are attacking very quickly." At this time, the combat staff officer walked in and said in a serious tone.

Stilwell frowned and asked in confusion.

"What did the Air Force's reconnaissance say? Did they find their supply lines?"

The operations staff looked at Admiral Wavell and then continued.

"We didn't find any supply lines. We suspect that the Japanese army relied on the supplies in the military depot to advance at such a fast speed."

Got it!
Stilwell found out that it was that group of British troops who did not fire a single shot and even forgot to blow up the supplies when they fled.

Now that these materials have become supplies for the Japanese army, the next battle will probably be very difficult.

"Admiral Wavell, can you tell me how much supplies are there in the military station?" Stilwell took a deep breath and then asked.

Admiral Wavell said somewhat embarrassedly after hearing this.

"It can probably guarantee the use of one regiment for half a year."

The half-year use mentioned here is the kind that is luxurious and wasteful.

This is not the hard-working and simple style of the Japanese army.

According to the Japanese military standards, it was enough for their two regiments to use for half a year.

Especially Mutaguchi Ren'ya, who made even greater boasts.

We are a herbivorous nation!

If you have nothing to eat, you can eat grass.

　First update, 4,000 words. Time to eat! I’m so hungry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)