The Japanese have been in a stalemate with them on the other side for a week, neither attacking nor evacuating. It would be a lie to say that they are not upset.

Considering that the situation of the Japanese army was unclear, the reconstruction work of Longling was in progress, and the troops needed a little rest after a battle, Liao Mingyu did not let the troops launch an attack immediately.

The most important point is that the army's ammunition supplies need to be replenished. Fortunately, in terms of bullets, the reserves of shells for various artillery are not large.

In addition, the firearms were damaged to varying degrees, and the supplies and new equipment that had just been exchanged were still on the way. Before these problems were solved, it was best to play it safe. He didn't want to get into trouble.

"Beep beep beep!"

While he was sitting in the car thinking wildly, a jeep suddenly drove up from behind and honked its horn at them.

Ding Xiaoer slowly stepped on the brakes, and the jeep behind him also caught up and parked next to it. A major in the car immediately got out of the car and walked towards Liao Mingyu and the others:

"I would like to report to you that I have just received a telegram from the military headquarters. Please take a look at it."

Liao Mingyu took the telegram and read it carefully. It turned out that the newly appointed commander of the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force would arrive in Kunming for camp the day after tomorrow and held a combat meeting, requiring commanders of all division-level troops to attend on time.

"Is Wei Lihuang here so early? Haha, it's interesting."

…

"You want me to come. Who the hell doesn't want to come? What kid doesn't want to come..."

Mi Long hummed, and the two wandered around to the headquarters. This place was originally an unclaimed compound, with a huge area with four entrances and four exits. It probably belonged to some wealthy landlord's house in the past.

Perhaps because of the war, that family disappeared somewhere, and now it has become the temporary headquarters of the Honorable Third Division.

"The walls of your house are very high, and they are erected everywhere... Hey! Wang Laowu, it's your turn to be on duty today, can you sit inside?"

I know Mi Long, the platoon leader who is doing the rotation, and he is half a fellow from Rehe. He greeted everyone carelessly as soon as he walked up to me.

"Battalion Commander Zhang, why did you come to the headquarters today?" Wang Laowu asked with a smile.

Mi Long suppressed the joy in his heart, shook the note in his hand and smiled mysteriously: "Hey, hey, ask for leave and go home."

"Uh... well, I took someone out early in the morning, and I don't know when I'll be back today." Looking at the excited Mi Long, Wang Laowu scratched his head and said helplessly.

"What the hell? Shen Zuo isn't here either!? Then who should I ask to approve the note?" Mi Long was immediately anxious. Isn't this a fucking mess?

It has been almost a month since I left Zenda. I originally wanted to take a day off to go back and see my wife and children, but it didn't work out.

I originally wanted to find Long Wenwen, but that guy who was not doing his job took people to the other side of the Longjiang River to find Meng Fan. The fearful grandson said he couldn't make the decision, so he gave him a note and sent him to Liao Mingyu.

Mi Long happily came over with the note to sign it, but in the end even Liao Mingyu had gone out, so who the hell could he go to?

"Why don't you go in and look for Captain Fang? He's still at the construction sites to the east." Seeing Mi Long scratching his head, Wang Laowu was a little embarrassed, but he still helped him think of a way.

"Who? Staff Officer Fang?"

"Yes, I heard that he was asked to take over all affairs in the division when he left, so you can only go to him for this matter... Hey, please slow down!"

As soon as Mi Long heard this, he turned around and ran away without saying a word. As long as he loves someone, he just needs someone to take care of him. No matter how hard he goes, he can't stop his feeling of returning home.

At the same time, Liao Mingyu was on his way to Kunming with a nervous mood. He didn't know what the suddenly held expeditionary force combat meeting would be like.

At present, there are nearly 200,000 troops gathered in western Yunnan. Song Xilian alone has the 2nd Army, the 6th Army, the 71st Army and other units with high titles, not to mention those units directly under the division level.

It is only the end of July, and Wei Lihuang, the successor commander of the expeditionary force, has arrived in western Yunnan less than half a year earlier than in history. This also indicates that the counterattack in western Yunnan is likely to start early.

Similarly, due to the sudden emergence of Liao Mingyu, the situation of the Japanese army west of the Nujiang River was not as good as before. Anyone who is not stupid at the top of the expeditionary force can see that this is the best opportunity to counterattack.

Such an excellent opportunity was in front of him, but he didn't know what those people were thinking. Thinking of this, Liao Mingyu felt uncertain.

You must know that in history, the expeditionary force's counteroffensive preparations took nearly a year. It took a lot of effort to get all aspects completed, and it took several more months to wait for the supreme commander's order for the general offensive.

So much so that the troops stationed in India had been fighting in Myanmar for half a year before the counterattack bugle in western Yunnan was officially sounded. This was the loss they suffered from the Long Wen Zhang that was labeled Nantianmen in the original time and space.

Although there are various indescribable reasons for this, the inefficiency of the national army is really amazing.

Liao Mingyu led a guard company this time, and the convoy of nearly 300 people took three hours eastward along the Burma Highway to reach Chanda, but Yu Xiaoqing, who was waiting here, was anxious.

"You're finally here. The meeting is scheduled for 8pm. It's already noon. If we don't hurry up, we won't be able to make it. Why...are you bringing so many people?"

Yu Xiaoqing complained to Liao Mingyu impatiently, it would take at least seven or eight hours to drive to Kunming, and with so many people, are you going to a war or a meeting?

"The time is about the same. How many people are there? I was originally planning to lead a battalion."

Liao Mingyu said indifferently, "Haha, there are so many people to offend now. What if some blind person wants to deal with him? If I don't bring more soldiers, I won't feel at ease."

Yu Xiaoqing was almost speechless. What was going on? She immediately grabbed his hand and walked to the car: "Forget it, let's go to Baoshan and take the transport plane together. This is the only way we can catch up."

"Wait a minute, what about my soldiers?" Liao Mingyu broke away and looked at him blankly.

"You...can't you just let them go there by themselves? I'm late for the first meeting held by Chief Wei. Isn't that a bit disrespectful?"

Yu Xiaoqing suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth as she replied, feeling as if ten thousand alpacas were rushing past in her heart. They were all anxious and still thinking about these soldiers.

"Well, it is indeed a bit disrespectful." Liao Mingyu said matter-of-factly.

Then why don’t you hurry up? Yu Xiaoqing was embarrassed to get angry, so she had to patiently say again: "Then let's leave quickly?"

"Don't worry, I've been riding in that car for 3 hours, and my butt is almost cracked. Let's take a break and have a cigarette." Liao Mingyu took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it and held it in his mouth.

Started to puff up the air.

What a sin! Why did you want to wait for him on a whim?

The regretful Yu Xiaoqing's face twitched violently, and she really wanted to give herself a big mouth at this moment.

After talking for a while, Liao Mingyu finally agreed to the plan to fly to Baoshan. He only took Dong Dao and Ding Xiaoer with him, and left Zhang Liu in charge of the accompanying security company, and continued driving along the highway to Kunming.

…

Originally, Liao Mingyu was not willing to fly. The transport aircraft of this era had poor sealing and were noisy. Not to mention the slightest bit of airflow, they would be extremely bumpy.

The ups and downs feel as if a plane is about to crash, which is frightening. Sitting on it is like risking your life. It is extremely exciting.

"vomit……"

No, Ding Xiaoer, who was flying for the first time, was holding a vomit bag and was already vomiting. Dong Dao was supporting him and patting his back helplessly.

"Haha, Brother Yu, I made you laugh." Liao Mingyu apologized with a smile, who made his men so unsatisfactory.

Yu Xiaoqing didn't say much. He just took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. He had no time to care about anything else because his mind was entirely on the time.

Because just now they almost didn't even get on the plane. After arriving at Baoshan Airport, they discovered that the last plane's landing gear was broken and it couldn't taxi to take off.

They had no choice but to wait for the mechanic to repair the car. This delay lasted for several hours, and it was not until 6 p.m. that they set off from Baoshan Airport.

"You kid, I told you not to come but you didn't listen. I even told you that it's not easy to get on the plane. You thought I was lying to you."

Liao Mingyu held his head and had a headache. This was great. The whole cabin was filled with an indescribable smell caused by this kid.

"I didn't know it would... um~ vomit!"

Ding Xiaoer also regretted it. Before he finished speaking, he was overcome with emotion again, and tears couldn't stop flowing out. If he had known this was the case, he might as well have followed the convoy.

…

At this time, Long Wenwen and others were quietly walking through the dense forest.

In order to be able to hide, Long Wenwen only took four people with him this time. They crossed the river from the upper reaches of the Longjiang River and carefully walked toward the Japanese camp along the edge of the forest.

Most of the Japs were huddled in the north of Longjiang River. They did not station themselves too close to the river. Instead, they set up camp deep in the jungle along several main roads.

Long Wenwen and Kaname were hiding outside their camp, quietly observing the movements of this group of Japanese.

"Damn it, it doesn't look like there is a regiment of troops?" Kaname whispered in a bush.

Long Wenwen nodded silently and kept observing the situation with his binoculars. The sky was getting darker and it was almost dusk, and the little devil also started to light the fire and cook.

But there is at most one brigade of troops here, maybe even less, because the amount of smoke is completely wrong.

They have been lying in the woods for five hours since the afternoon, and they have changed positions several times in a row. It is basically certain that there are only six to seven hundred people in the woods at most, and most of the Japanese 113th Regiment are definitely not here!

Then where will they go? We have arranged reconnaissance companies 24 hours a day within 20 kilometers along the south bank of the river. The Japanese army will definitely be discovered if they want to sneak across the Longjiang River secretly.

Do you want to go back from a farther place? There are large forests on both sides of the Longjiang River, and there are only a few roads that can pass through. It is difficult for large Japanese troops to march in the woods without leaving a trace.

…

Around 7:30 in the evening, many people had gathered in the Kunming Camp Headquarters, and the long conference table was filled with big shots from all parties.

If you look carefully, the military ranks of these people are all low. Those who can sit on the chair are at least major generals, while those school-level officers are not qualified to sit and can only stand silently behind their respective commanders.

"Brother Yin Guo, it seems that your 11th Group Army is still two short of arriving, right?"

The first person on the right side of the conference table, a fat lieutenant general shook the cigarette ashes in his hand and smiled and spoke to Song Xilian sitting opposite him.

"This is not something that worries Commander Laohuo. Their defense area is at the forefront, so it is reasonable to be a little slower."

Song Xilian took a sip of the tea on the table and replied calmly, but she couldn't help but sweat for Liao Mingyu in her heart.

What did this guy do? It's almost the meeting time and he still hasn't been seen. If he is really late, it will be embarrassing for their 11th Army.

Song Xilian gave Huang Jie a subtle wink, and the latter immediately understood and got up to go outside to send a report to inquire about the situation.

But as soon as he reached the door, two young officers walked in hurriedly and happened to bump into him.

"Oh, Chief Huang! I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Yu Xiaoqing had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly supported Huang Jie's body. After Tang Ji's absence, he often went to the military headquarters for meetings, and he was relatively familiar with the latter.

"Oh? It turns out Xiao Yu, why are you here now? The commander has been waiting for you for a while. The chief of guard will be here soon. Hurry up and sit down."
To be continued...