Chapter 137 We are a herbivorous nation. What's wrong with eating grass? (First update!)

"Commander, is there any problem?" Meng Fanle looked at Cun Yunsheng's thoughtful expression and guessed what the other party was thinking.

Is there a problem?
It shouldn’t be!

With Long Wenjian's ability, it is impossible for him not to see that there is something wrong with these people.

Lin Yi next to him also looked at Cun Yunsheng curiously, waiting for him to speak.

"I just didn't expect that the Chinese from Siam would come all the way to Myitkyina to find us." After a long time, Cun Yunsheng stared into the distance, exhaled and said.

"Is there something wrong with these people?" Meng Fanle asked hurriedly.

"It should be fine. Since Long Wenjian asked them to come find us, there must be no problem. I'm just curious why they had to travel thousands of miles from Siam to find us." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said.

"Aren't they coming to us for refuge?" Meng Fanle showed a puzzled expression on his face. In his opinion, weren't these Chinese coming to them for refuge?

"Then why did you choose to come to us?"

"So, they still have problems?" Meng Fanle looked at Cun Yunsheng again and said seriously.

"There are some problems, but I hope it's what I want." Cun Yunsheng didn't dwell on this issue, but asked someone to bring a few Chinese people.

When Zhao Yi and others were brought in, they could not believe it when they saw Cun Yunsheng's young face.

"Are you the commander of the Sichuan Army?" Zhao Yi said uncertainly.

"Yes, it's me." Cun Yunsheng nodded to indicate his identity.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi burst into tears and told about the sadness he had felt during this period.

This made Cun Yunsheng look confused.

what's going on?
It wasn't until the other person finished speaking that he suddenly realized what was going on, but he also felt it was very normal.

The Chinese community has always been synonymous with hard work, which means they have a lot of wealth in their hands.

In peacetime, we may still have to take some impacts into consideration.

Now, no one cares about the impact.

Therefore, the Chinese in Siam suffered and were blackmailed from time to time.

The reason is simple, they are suspected of being spies or something like that.

If you pay, everything will be fine. If you don’t pay, sorry, you will have to stay in jail for a few days first.

There is no other way but to spend money to avoid disaster.

Over time, the Thai army became more unscrupulous and took more actions.

Some Chinese children who could not bear it fled from Siam. They heard that the Sichuan Army was still fighting the Japanese and was winning victory after victory under the command of the Allied Headquarters, so they decided to go to Myitkyina.

"So, you are joining us? And then following us to fight the Japanese?" After listening to the other party's story, Cun Yunsheng nodded and asked.

"Yes." Zhao Yi and others nodded quickly.

"No problem, we warmly welcome everyone to join us. Lin Yi, make some arrangements and send them to the volunteer team first." After Cun Yunsheng asked Lin Yi to take these people away, Meng Fanle walked over and said in a low voice.

"Commander, are you planning to cause trouble for Siam again?"

This time it was Cun Yunsheng's turn to be shocked. He didn't expect that Fanla had guessed what he was thinking.

"How did you guess that?"

"Tsk, Commander, your thoughts are written all over your face, how can we not guess it?" Meng was annoyed and sneered, then said.

"But Siam is quite far away from us. How are you going to trouble them? Like a volunteer team? Train them and then send them back?"

"Weapons and ammunition, how do we solve this problem?"

"Without weapons and ammunition, they are no match for the Japanese and Thai troops."

Meng Fan asked a series of questions, which made Cun Yunsheng sigh.

"I know everything you said, so I haven't figured out how to make things difficult for them."

"But after all, these are our compatriots. They found us, so are we just going to ignore them?"

"And I plan to set up a Chinese mutual aid association to unite all Chinese groups. We can provide them with guidance, and if they have any problems, they can find ways to solve them themselves."

"It would take too much of our energy if we were to handle everything. Our main task is to destroy the Japanese army."

Hearing this, Meng Fan was stunned for a moment, then he thought about what Cun Yunsheng said, and finally realized that if this was the case, it would indeed be possible.

They provide the training and they take care of the rest.

After all, the Thai army’s combat effectiveness is not strong. After their training, they can definitely defeat the other side easily.

"It can also solve the problem of the disabled veterans' future, so that they have something to do and people will not think they are useless." Cun Yunsheng thought of the scene he saw in the field hospital last time and said with some sadness.

"You really have a kind heart like a bodhisattva." Meng Fanle had seen life and death so much that he had long been numb to it.

So he was not used to Cun Yunsheng's way.

However, he also hoped that his superiors would be a little more humane.

If it were really like him, he would probably be heartbroken.

"Okay, these are things for the future. What we need to do now is to train and prepare for the battle. Everything else will come later."

"Your communications battalion should also be busy. During this period, you must investigate the Japanese army's intelligence and see if you can intercept some useful telegrams." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and then instructed Meng Fanle.

As a result, Meng was annoyed and rolled his eyes.

"Commander, last time you said that we must ensure that every company has a radio operator. I have already stepped up the training, but radio operators are not infantrymen. They can learn by just giving them a gun and firing a few bullets."

"That's fine. I know you want our infantry company to be able to call for artillery support. I understand."

"But now, your request is too much. I can't intercept the Japanese telegram. You should find someone who can do it to be the battalion commander. If you can't do it, let me continue to be a messenger."

Looking at Meng Fanle complaining bitterly, Cun Yunsheng chuckled.

"Without pressure there is no motivation. Am I not giving you motivation? I am urging your communications camp to grow as quickly as possible."

Hearing this, Meng Fanle pretended not to hear it.

Is this motivation?
"I understand. I can only try my best."

Next up is Myitkyina, which is bustling with activity.

There was gunfire everywhere.

The most attractive part should be the tank battalion. Every day after finishing training, many soldiers go to the training ground to watch the tanks running around freely, which makes many soldiers extremely envious.

Unfortunately, they lack cultural knowledge and cannot understand some professional terms.

Fortunately, there are special people giving them lessons every night to teach them how to read.

Nowadays, many people have learned to write their own names.

“How impressive.”

"This is much more impressive than the Japanese's iron turtle."

"What's the hell with the little Japanese iron turtle?"

"I heard that this thing can blow up the Japanese tanks with one shot."

"You're bragging. Who told you that?" "My battalion commander told you that."

"Which battalion are you from?"

"We are from the artillery battalion. Our battalion commander studied in Germany. He said that the Japanese tanks are like tofu, which can be easily penetrated with a single poke. German tanks are difficult to defeat."

If soldiers from other battalions said this, some might object, but if it was from the artillery battalion, everyone fell silent.

Because the battalion commander actually studied in Germany, and his last confrontation with the Japanese heavy artillery regiment shocked many people.

So, they responded in silence.

Not far away, Cun Yunsheng was looking at the tanks rushing around in the distance with a frown on his face.

"Zhao He, are all the members of the tank battalion able to drive tanks?"

"Yes, Commander." Zhao He's young face was full of excitement.

He never thought that one day he would be able to command so many tanks.

"Have you heard of blitzkrieg?" Cun Yunsheng asked again.

"Of course I've heard of it." When talking about this, the excitement on Zhao He's face could no longer be suppressed.

"Commander, are you trying to replicate the blitzkrieg here?"

I have to say that the young man was very smart and immediately understood what Cun Yunsheng meant.

"Well, I do have this idea. Do you think it can be realized?"

Cun Yunsheng has already seen the sketch sent back by Long Wenjian. Overall, it fully meets the most basic requirements.

The only trouble may be the supply, which may be a little difficult.

Especially some mountain paths, which are not suitable for road traffic at all, so the engineers have to find a way.

"In theory it is completely possible, but in reality we still need to consider the road problem. The roads here in Myanmar are mostly dirt roads, and it is easy to get stuck in the rainy season." Zhao He thought for a while and began to speak.

"Especially since it's the rainy season, I'm a little worried."

After hearing Zhao He’s concerns, Cun Yunsheng was silent for a while.

The rainy season will cause the river to flood, and the difficulty of crossing the river will probably increase.

Thinking of this, Cun Yunsheng asked again.

"You mean crossing the river as quickly as possible?"

"Yes, Commander, I have also asked the local natives these days. The rainy season will come in ten days at most. By then, the water level of the Irrawaddy River will surge, and it will become very difficult for heavy weapons to cross the river." Zhao He's words reminded Cun Yunsheng that the rainy season was coming.

If we delay any further, it will be the rainy season and it will not be easy to cross the river.

"Where is the chariot camp?" Cun Yunsheng pondered for a while, hesitating whether to advance the time, but he needed to consider the actual situation of the chariot camp.

"Basic training has been completed. As for the infantry-tank coordination you mentioned, I'm afraid it cannot be completed for the time being. We can only let the infantry accompany the tanks in the attack." Zhao He shook his head and said.

"Commander, I suggest that we train our troops in actual combat. Although blind training can improve combat effectiveness, it is not as fast as actual combat."

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng looked at the other party in surprise. He didn't expect that Zhao He, who was only sixteen years old, had such cognition.

"Are you confident?" Cun Yunsheng asked.

"Yes, they are just the little Japanese tanks. We can kill them one by one with one shot from our tanks." Zhao He said confidently.

"Okay, I'll go back and think about it. Let your tank battalion get ready and carry out necessary maintenance. Don't slack off." In that case, Cun Yunsheng decided to advance the time of the attack again.

After all, Zhao He’s reminder is very important, as the rainy season will be here in a while.

By then, not only will the river water surge, but the roads will also be very muddy, and the plan to quickly penetrate Lashio will be shelved.

On the other side, Mutaguchi Ren'ya looked at the position of the newly formed 38th Division opposite with a frown on his face.

"Haven't taken it down yet?"

The enemy's fighting spirit was far beyond his imagination. He originally thought that the 18th Division could take it down.

Who would have thought that a regiment had attacked several times but still failed to take the city, and their own losses were not small, which made him a little angry.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Division Commander." Colonel Shiro Yamazaki of the 55th Infantry Regiment said with his head down.

"Damn it, why does the newly formed 38th Division on the opposite side have such strong willpower?" Mutaguchi Ren asked in confusion.

Logically speaking, the combat effectiveness of this newly formed force is not very good.

Who knew that the newly formed 38th Division on the opposite side was completely beyond his expectations.

After holding their position for more than ten days, they were unable to move forward.

Now the encirclement plan has been completed. As long as we break through this position, we can reach the city.

Who knew that he would be blocked here and unable to move forward, which made him extremely frustrated.

He had been on the battlefield many times but had never met a decent opponent. Who would have thought that he would meet a worthy opponent today?

"The newly formed 38th Division was formerly the Tax Police Corps, the earliest American-equipped regiment. Because of their sufficient pay, their will to fight is very tenacious. In addition, their commander Sun Liren graduated from the Virginia Military Academy in the United States and has strong command capabilities. Now they are equipped with American weapons and their combat effectiveness is very high." The chief of staff said at the right time.

Hearing this, Mutaguchi Ren'ya took a deep breath. He decided that it was not a good idea to continue wasting time like this, and he had to keep the elite troops in his hands for the attack on Imphal City.

"Have the natives in the rear arrived?"

"We will arrive in two days, with a total of more than 30,000 people. The Thai army is still on the way, but the supplies seem to be insufficient." The chief of staff said after a moment of hesitation.

"Our soldiers can still bear it, but those natives will definitely lose their morale if they don't have anything to eat."

"Do you have any good ideas?" Mutaguchi Ren'ya asked.

"I suggest that the natives be responsible for collecting grain," said the chief of staff.

"Let the logistics people pick some wild vegetables. We are a herbivorous nation and our soldiers can eat grass." Mutaguchi Ren'ya said coldly.

“????” The chief of staff looked at him in confusion, as if asking, are you serious?

Eat grass?

You are really imaginative!

How can you fight a war if you eat grass?

"Is there a problem?" Mutaguchi Ren'ya frowned slightly and looked at his subordinates with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

What's wrong with eating grass?
They are a herbivorous people. Isn't it normal for them to eat grass?

Moreover, not only his subordinates would have to eat grass, but even the 33rd Division that was encircling the enemy would have to eat grass.

"Your Excellency the division commander, we are at a war now. If we eat grass, the combat effectiveness of our troops will be seriously reduced." The chief of staff said stiffly.

"Baga, we are a herbivorous nation. How can eating grass affect our combat effectiveness?" Mutaguchi Ren'ya said angrily.

"Not only do we have to eat grass, but even the natives have to start eating grass."

"From now on, we will have to eat grass every day to get all the soldiers used to it. We will use the only logistical transport to transport artillery shells. We must ensure that the ammunition for the heavy artillery is not interrupted."

Seeing that Mutaguchi Ren didn't seem to be joking, the chief of staff opened his mouth but didn't dare to say anything more. He could only send someone out to find grass.

　I didn't feel right when I woke up in the morning. I had written more than 2,000 words and couldn't hold on any longer. I went out to have breakfast, then came back and lay down for a while. Then I felt better.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)