When I was still the Sichuan Army, there was a saying of "old military saying" circulating in the army. If you die, just stare at a certain place and laugh, it will be no good thing to happen.

As soon as I saw Long Weng showing his iconic smile, the person who was smoking beside me was numb without saying a word, throwing away the cigarette butt and pulling her legs away. The movements were so heartbreaking that it made people feel distressed.

"You want to be a fool! Are you going to be a Mo Zi?"

Bula, the good brother who was wearing open-crotch pants, subconsciously shouted, which scared him so much that his hair was standing upside down, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

But Long Wen's movements were faster. He stepped forward in two steps at a time and grabbed the back of Yaoma's neck, and learned Sichuan dialect and smiled maliciously: "You want Brother Ma, run a hammer? Are you going to play with me this afternoon?"

"Forget it, Captain Long, I've been suffering from dysentery these two days, maybe... Oh, Oh, my stomach is starting to hurt again!" I turned my eyes and immediately covered my stomach and started to pretend to scream.

"Dysentery? That's a coincidence. I'm just in the right way to cure dysentery. Do I want me to show you some tricks?"

As he said that, Long Wendi's arm was slightly strong, and he grinned and groaned.

"Hey! Don't mess with me, cough cough... I'm really uncomfortable. You can't shout it's hot..." Yaoma tried hard to break free, but was still trying to make the final struggle.

"The turtle lid is dripping! Don't pull it on my head!" Bula was upset when he heard this. If you join the matter, you will still be in trouble. Is the relationship still not together?

Long Weng didn't even take his set, and his face turned viciously and roared: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and ask the two of them to bring their equipment upstream and wait for me!"

If you have no choice but to succumb to Long Wen's tyranny, you can walk out unwillingly with your head down and your heart hanging down.

Seeing these two funny and funny guys who were as happy as if they were performing a show, Meng Fuye couldn't help but laugh: "I said Mr. Long, where are you doing this?"

"Just go and see what those grandchildren are doing. It's almost a week since the Japanese are here. Aren't you curious about what they are doing in the woods all day?" Long Weng turned his head and answered disapprovingly.

"You should take a break, or you can report to the attendees. Don't suffer with you because of your actions without permission."

Meng was upset and said with some fear, "He is learning his lesson now, but he doesn't want to get rid of it anymore."

"What are you reporting? I'll take two or three people away and go back. It's not good if there are too many people. Don't worry, I will bear the problem by myself."

Long Weng walked to the trench and picked up his telescope to look at the other side. The boundless forest sea could not see the end at first sight, and could only vaguely see the Japanese passing through the gaps in the woods.

According to the Japanese's temper, it is impossible to stay honestly in the jungle where mosquitoes are everywhere and do nothing. There must be something wrong with it.

...

Unlike the calm first main group position, Longling is now quite lively.

After World War I, the small county town began to rebuild intensively. The houses that were bombed by artillery shells were removed and sorted out one by one, and the resettlement of the people was also strictly carried out.

Since the Japanese invaded Longling last year, most of the people could run away, and those who were left could only live in dire straits. Their treatment under the Japanese rule can be imagined.

Those people who dared to resist were arrested in concentration camps and imprisoned. Not only that, the Japanese also captured countless villagers from the surrounding villages and joined them. What awaited them was the inhumane torture and biochemical experiments.

Longling is still pretty good after all, it is a county town. After the initial killing, many people became honest. In order to facilitate management, the Japanese selected the chief of security and some bad guys. As long as they want to be obedient, they are still qualified to survive.

But these dog traitors began to act arrogantly and had already forgotten their identity as a Chinese.

The Japanese were always unable to do their jobs. They opened up too many battlefields, which led to a shortage of food supply for the front-line troops. At this time, the Japanese would plunder almost every time they went to a place.

Especially the Japanese army in western Yunnan, due to the rapid advancement and the inconvenience of transport in Myanmar jungle, even if they have a large granary like Southeast Asia, their food supplies are more uncomfortable.

Moreover, the Japanese have always believed that the logistics of weapons is the most critical, and as for medicines and food, it seems less important. Therefore, the senior management ordered that if the Japanese army does not have enough supplies, they would adopt the "on-site solution" method.

The so-called "on-site solution" is nothing more than plundering the local people's food. In order to obtain it for a long time, the Japanese also asked the people of Longling to farm for them, and they could enjoy it after the food was mature.

Many people have worked hard for more than half a year, but even if they know that the crops in their own fields are ripe, they dare not harvest them. Instead, they collect some wild vegetables and grass seeds to eat.

If you want to harvest food, you must do it under the supervision of the Japanese, and the collected food must be paid 90% of it.

If anyone dares to hide it privately or secretly go to the field to harvest, they will only leave a few corpses as targets for gun training.

The Japanese don't care about their lives and death, but only regard the people as machines that can be obtained infinitely. Over the long run, more and more residents are starved to death because they have no food. Even if they make a living by relying on wild vegetables, they are just surviving.

Every day, more than a dozen bodies are swept out of the city. The large Longling County town originally had a population of nearly 100,000, but now it has become nine out of ten rooms. Including the surrounding villages, the total number of people is less than 10,000.

Now that the land has been regained and the people cannot be suffering anymore, we have to talk about Fang Jingyao's extraordinary qualities.

He first carried out a large-scale cleaning and captured all the traitors. As a Chinese, it would be fine if he did not resist in the face of foreign humiliation, but he actually helped the enemy to bully his compatriots. It was simply unforgivable!

For a time, this type of person turned into a rat crossing the street, and many residents also stood up to identify him. Fang Jingyao ordered him to hang him in the edge of the woods outside the city without exception to serve as a warning!

Then the military rations in the team were evenly distributed, and the people were summoned to distribute them in batches, and at the same time, the land that could be cultivated was returned to the people.

This time, tons of Japanese troops were seized, and they were more than enough to distribute them to the people. At least they could maintain their lives for a period of time. As long as they had land in their hands, the hard-working Chinese people could be self-sufficient.

After doing this, Fang Jingyao was not idle either. Looking at the devastated Longling, he immediately thought of his hometown in Malaysia. I'm afraid the same scene is now.

Nearly half of the houses in Longling City were blown up and some people were even homeless. After all, this... the Third Division also has part of the responsibility.

Fang Jingyao simply waved his hand and immediately let the engineer corps that had been reorganized start to help the people rebuild their homes.

Cleaning up the ruins, building sheds and building houses... The Engineer Regiment was very busy, which was just their first opportunity to practice. In less than a week, most of the gravel wrecks were cleared out and new houses began to rise.

With the help of the soldiers, the people of Longling quickly got rid of the trauma caused by the war and began to slowly get on track.

In the impression of the people, it was already good for Qiu Babulai to harm his neighbors in the past. Who would have thought that these soldiers could do this now? Everyone was moved and called Fang Jingyao their master of the sky.

"Captain, the engineering team of Zenda has arrived."

Ayi, sweating profusely, ran to the suburban construction site in the scorching sun and reported to Fang Jingyao, who was commanding and arranging.

"Hehe thank you for your hard work, Deputy Commander Lin." Fang Jingyao smiled and handed him a glass of white water: "It's hot, so drink some water first."

"Ah! Thank you, Commander!" Ayi took the water cup in surprise and said thank you quickly.

Fang Jingyao smiled indifferently, staring at the drawings in his hand and instructed:

"Let them rest for a long time first, and come here to start work tomorrow. Please ask the brothers under your command to cooperate and don't show off in front of others. They are somewhat more experienced than us in this regard."

"knew."

Ayi replied seriously, but his eyes were filled with admiration. After contacting each other for the past few days, he finally understood why the attendant attached much importance to this middle-aged man.

Unlike Liao Mingyu's sharpness and decisiveness, Fang Jingyao is more gentle and elegant, doing things slowly but orderly. He integrates the troops into a strict manner in a few days, and treats people like rain and spring breeze, making others feel disgusted.

A Yiben is a person who likes decentness. His contact with Fang Jingyao made him feel very intimate. At the same time, he also envied the latter's ability and calm attitude, which were all things he lacked.

"A Yi, is there anything else?" Fang Jingyao couldn't help asking, looking at A Yi who was standing next to him and wanted to speak.

"That... regiment commander... Nong Ahao teaches me how to lead troops?" A Yi said with some embarrassment.

He also felt that Liao Mingyu was actually quite concerned about him and asked him to lead a unit alone many times, but in the end he was still getting further and further away from his expectations.

Seeing the old brothers around him doing a great job in the main force, but he couldn't even take a logistics regiment well. This made him feel very depressed, and at the same time, he was secretly swearing in his heart that he must prove himself to others.

A's e-Entertainment may not be as strong and decisive as Liao Mingyu or Zelong's article, and it is far from the flexibility and cunning of Meng Fanle, and it is even more impossible to be as brave and fearless as Chen Jize.

Because his path is different from others.

At this time... Fang Jingyao, whose ability value is so great, made Ayi's eyes lit up. He seemed to see the path of his own in this middle-aged man who was chatting and laughing.

"Captain...is it OK? As long as you can teach me to become a disciple!" Seeing Fang Jingyao standing still, Ayi was afraid that he would not agree to add again.

Fang Jingyao was immediately amazed and laughed. The relationship was for such a thing. Although it was abrupt, he was very happy to give some opinions and directions to the young man.

"Haha, you only need to remember four points when leading a soldier. Do not be a bitch because of your noble character, do not be a slut because of your own opinion and violate the public. Do not lose faithfulness and trustworthiness based on your functions, do not reward and punish unfairly and damage your wisdom."

"Don't be expensive because of your value..." A Yi murmured just now, and quickly took out a small book from his pocket to start recording.

"You have to remember these in your heart rather than in your notebook, otherwise what is the difference between talking about it on paper? Remember, a qualified general must first have a higher vision and a far-reaching view..."

Fang Jingyao suddenly became serious, like a strict and patient teacher, who was tirelessly telling Ayi some truths.

Fang Jingyao also asked him to use himself as an example to read and learn more, and also said that he would help him grow as much as possible in the days to come.

Ayi was naturally ecstatic about such a result and had to kneel down and kowtow on the spot.

However, how could Fang Jingyao from Huo Da let him do this? It depends on how motivated he is. He should be the only one who helps Liao Mingyu lead this young man.

...

At this time, Liao Mingyu and his people walked around the city, with busy figures and smiling residents everywhere. This scene made him very satisfied.

Fang Jingyao is worthy of being a talented genital. He has managed Longling in order in just a few days, and even the engineering regiment has become quite well-behaved. After the next batch of engineering equipment arrives, the troops can officially get on track.

After coming out of the city, Liao Mingyu turned around and went to the Japanese camp in the middle of the valley last time. Now this camp has been used as a training ground and garrison by Chen Jize, and part of the third main regiment is stationed here.

As soon as the jeep drove to the outside of the camp, deafening gunshots and slogans were heard. The camp was very lively, and a battalion soldiers were undergoing a series of standardized training.

Chen Jize, Hong Mu and others also took the lead in training. This is the glorious tradition of their third regiment. No matter what training is, as long as there is no special matter, all officers must participate in it with the soldiers.

Trench, low pile net, shooting range... During this period, the Third Regiment has transformed the place into a decent shape. There is a mud pit next to the field. Many soldiers are wrestling and rolling in it, conducting fighting training. The shirtless Chen Jize is in it.

This kid is really a military training genius. Liao Mingyu shook his head and decided not to disturb them and was ready to leave first.

"Stop! Jize, isn't that the seat?" Hong Mu shouted quickly.

Chen Jize, who was about to give him a shoulder-thrower, turned his head and saw that, sure enough, wasn’t the person not far away Liao Mingyu?

"Seat!"

“Seat…”

Seeing that Liao Mingyu was coming, the soldiers present stopped their movements and stood at the verge of saluting him. Chen Jize and others immediately shook the mud and water on their bodies and strode over.

"Stay practicing you guys, don't worry about me."

Liao Mingyu waved his hand and looked at Chen Jize who looked like a clay figure. He couldn't help but want to laugh. Last time he mentioned the quagmire training ground of the special forces team. Unexpectedly, this kid turned his back and made one out.

"yes!"

Chen Jize responded, as if he had thought of something and came over to whisper to Liao Mingyu: "But the seat... why don't you go back and see the people from the 200th Division."

"Hmm? What happened to them?"

"Nothing happened. These guys stayed in those armored vehicles all day, and I don't know what they were doing." Chen Jize answered truthfully.
Chapter completed!