"See you, when will you send us someone to order people? Now we have less than 2,000 people with meals."

"And the raw melon skin is still holding the old seven or nine, one is only a light machine gun, and the heavy machine gun is not very good. It's really cold."

"The vacancies of the officers are too big. You have to think about it ..."

In the headquarters, Meng was annoyed and ran to complain to Liao Mingyu with a snot and tears.

In the past two days, he has to organize a reorganization work, and arrange the appointment of grass -roots officers of various troops. He also seizes the training of recruits and handle the soldiers of the killer.

Coupled with not spicy, the brothers of the Milong were injured and lying in the hospital again. All the affairs of the whole group were basically pressed on him, making Xiao Tai a dog.

This will not make people worry -free. Except for the 500 veterans from the guard camp, most of the others are raw melon eggs that have not been fought, and they have to gun without guns.

Then, then

Looking at Meng's annoyance, Liao Mingyu shook his head helplessly and said:

"Don't worry about weapons and equipment. I have already sent it in the batch. Just wait for you to find Kangya. People wait, do n’t we have a few hundred wounded in the previous several times?

Go, I give you rights, which unit he is from, you can only see it without a report. "

"As for this officer, he picked up from the hundreds of soldiers in the past of the guard camp. They were all veterans who had fought for several years.

I will do it. There is no combat task within three months, but I have to train me to form a combat effectiveness during this time. Did you hear it? "

"Yes, guarantee to complete the task!"

After getting the first, Meng was annoyed and finally rest assured. When he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered another thing. The face that had just turned cloudy and clear was instantly cloudy.

"Uh ... see the seat ... don't let me and the combat staff, I can't be busy in my things there, it is almost mentally abnormal ..."

Liao Mingyu rolled his eyes, and this guy actually felt that he had done too much work.

Because of the fighting between the north and south, several major senior officers of the three divisions were sent out, which also caused the division to have no one except Liao Mingyu's seat.

A dignitarian headquarters did not even have a decent combat staff, but the main reason was that Liao Mingyu was lazy. Suddenly, everyone around him had to do anything. It was really not used to it for a while.

So Meng's annoyance who just returned to Nanyan became the object of his start. In addition to the basic work in the group, Meng annoyed to run a trip to the division to plan the attack on the Eight Mo.

The team's itinerary ...

Anyway, he is doing dirty work and tired work. After finishing, he has to report to the boss to report the situation. When the boss has instructed, he has to arrange the operation in person. It is already a diligent and hard -working old ox.

"Small, the pattern is small! I have heard a word without heard? The greater the responsibility, the greater the responsibility. Now I will give you these tasks to appreciate you above, exercise you, be content with comrades."

Liao Mingyu's face was serious, and the words were powerful. What he didn't know really thought it was true, but Meng was annoyed that they participated in the seat and pulled the calves in a serious.

"I don't know you like you ..."

"What about murdering!?"

Seeing the latter's little eyes that had a little resentment, Liao Mingyu also buckled her face embarrassingly, coughed and continued:

"Cough ... Don't look at me like this, the teachers are running out, except for you and I will catch people? The battle of Bamo is about to do it. Do you have to do it?

"?"

Nowadays, the three divisions have been fighting. Lalati has 200 divisions, the three divisions and artillery camps. The main articles are mainly dragon articles, Fang Jingyao, and Gao Ji people supplemented by more than 10,000 people here.

And the second and third main team of Bato, coupled with the artillery regiment and the chariot camp, headed by Chen Jize, Xing Fuquan, Hongmu, Li Liansheng and others assisted from the side.

The huge combat troops are not literally speaking, but as a place of transit land, in addition to the middle scheduling, it is necessary

Guarantee.

The entire three divisions seemed to be like a huge war machine, especially Kangya and Zhao Gongming, who were responsible for logistics, in the past two days, from Matsuachi to Nankan to the transportation teams from Namka to Bar Mohada.

I haven't stopped for a moment.

This is the case for marching to fight. It is impossible to win the war alone. If the plan is mobilized, it is even more important to mobilize the overall situation. Otherwise, for these reasons, Liao Mingyu wants to bring the guard camp to the Bado battlefield.

"The funerals of the killed soldiers have been issued, right?" Liao Mingyu asked suddenly.

When it comes to this Meng's annoyance, it seems to have changed personal, and immediately answered the sorrow:

"Well, the bodies have basically been transported back. We built a cemetery on the east side of Nankan and buried them there. The pensions for parents' families have been transferred by the address, but those without... are left to the disabled

The soldiers as a veteran. "

"There is no settlement fee alone. Those brothers who are seriously injured and disabled have to be attentive, trying to send them back to China, stay in the back and wait for the empty to make arrangements."

"This ... see how much effort did you do? How can we have so many energy to control those? If I say it, I still have some money. After all, other teams do this.

point……"

"Your uncle's Meng Trocket! Forgot to be a sister -in -law?"

Liao Mingyu interrupted his words in anger. He said with unquestionable majesty in his tone, saying "less fucking nonsense, how can other troops do it, but the soldiers of the three divisions must not have bleeding and tears!

"

"Yes! See you!"

Meng was ranging, and he couldn't help thinking of his legs. The miserable appearance of no one asked, and he was still unforgettable. He also secretly vowed to let those soldiers get the deserved care and respect.

The soldiers of this era are a title and a synonym for misery. Countless young lives shed their blood for various reasons, but what they received is not necessarily honor.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that good men are not soldiers.

Like those big soldiers with unknown characters, they are even more disgusted. They seem to be just a series of numbers in the casualties. Perhaps some people will remember and sacrifice the deceased, but few people will pay attention to those who retreat from the battlefield.

The wounded soldiers.

These people may live on the battlefield, and recover a life in the hospital. If there are not few parts on the body, they will be recalled and continue to stay in the troops.

If you get out of your own way, you will be thrown to the road like garbage to the side of the road.

This is the most common phenomenon of the army in this era. There are not many exceptions ... I have to say that this is also the sorrow of a nation.

But Liao Mingyu, who came from modern times, must not tolerate this kind of thing. Those who are all under their own hands. Even if they quit the troops, they are their own brothers.
Chapter completed!