Major Monson of the British Army, who was marching more than 300 meters behind nearly a thousand British and Burmese officers and soldiers, only felt a stinging pain in his scalp, and the big cap on his head had disappeared.
Major Monson's face turned pale with fear. A company of British officers and soldiers and more than 1,300 Burmese officers and soldiers screamed in chaos. The long echo of gunfire gradually faded away. Only then did the British and Burmese soldiers remember to lie down and find bunkers.
, more than two hundred small Burmese soldiers turned around and ran away, escaping from this terrifying place like flying.
The tall and powerful British lieutenant rushed to Major Monson's side, lifted Monson who was lying on the ground, and quickly hid behind a protruding stone slab. Only then did he realize that two lines of blood had flowed from Monson's forehead to his cheek.
"Sir, sir, wake up, sir! Sir...Mr. Monson..." The captain grabbed Monson's shoulder and shook it violently.
The sluggish Monson took a deep breath, wiped the blood on his face numbly, looked to the north in horror, and then turned to the captain beside him: "Victor, the bullet...where did the bullet come from?"
"It's not clear yet, sir, the team is in chaos. I have ordered each platoon leader to lead his team to hide and prepare to fight back...Sir, let me see your wound...It's okay, sir, the bullet grazed your scalp." Vic.
He shouted loudly for the rescuers, took out his binoculars, and looked ahead nervously.
Halfway through the bandaging of Monson, who had regained consciousness, the ambulance soldiers heard Victor's exclamation: "Oh my God...Sir, the Chinese army! There is a whole regiment, no, maybe even a division..."
What! They have set up no less than a hundred light and heavy machine guns on the high ground on the other side of the border. Looking at the helmets covered with camouflage nets, it must be the Anjia Army, it must be them! It’s so scary..."
Monson was shocked and turned pale. He suddenly pushed the ambulanceman away, fumbled and took out the telescope, steadied his trembling hands and took a closer look, and then took a breath of cold air:
"It's them, it's definitely them. These are the inhumane bloodthirsty devils on the battlefield! We have heard of this army before. General Alexander once spoke highly of them, saying that the Anjia Army is the most powerful in the Chinese army.
The elite troops are also the most ignorant and barbaric troops. They pursue iron-blooded doctrine and extreme nationalism. In order to kill the enemy, they will use any means, assassination, and poisoning. Unexpectedly, they would appear here, right before us.
Five hundred meters ahead."
"What should we do, sir? What should we do?" Captain Victor asked anxiously.
"What should we do? What else can we do? We can't move forward. Look at their equipment and their amazing firepower configuration. I can swear that their artillery is right behind them. And we only have six pitiful mortars.
, a heavy machine gun, and a dozen light machine guns. If there is a conflict, it will definitely be us who suffer."
Monson spoke a lot quickly, his face covered with blood turned pale with fear.
Victor retracted and reached out to help Munson tie the loose gauze on his head: "Sir, I think the reason why they haven't launched an attack until now is probably because they don't want to conflict with us. The one who just shot at Sir's hat
A shot carries a strong warning.
"Sir, it seems that we can only retreat to Marley Town and take tight defenses. This is the rational choice. We can't defeat them anyway. Even if we transfer all the Reina Battalion from Jingdong and add two
The Burmese yellow-skinned monkeys of the regiment, we are no match for the Anjia Army... We can only report the situation to the Yangon headquarters urgently, and we can only wait for orders on the next step."
"Your suggestion is very correct, Captain Victor. I order you to pass the order and retreat immediately!" Major Monson ordered without hesitation.
"Yes, sir!"
Victor stood up bravely, stretched out his hands and waved them in the air a few times, and shouted at the densely packed British and Burmese officers and soldiers lying on all sides. Thousands of officers and soldiers got up tremblingly, their guns subconsciously aimed at the north, and before their respective commanders
Under the urging of the group, it took a long time to assemble separately, and then hurriedly retreated to the way they came.
"Where is my hat? Where is my hat? You idiot, go and get my military hat back!" Seeing that the Chinese army had no intention of embarrassment, Monson immediately stood up and shouted at the ambulance soldiers.
The ambulanceman turned around and searched around, and finally found the major's military cap in the grass not far away. The major took it and looked at it, and his feet were weak with fear. The clear bullet holes in the army cap badge made him immediately realize the shot he had just fired.
What does it mean.
Monson was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and put on his military cap, cast a vicious look to the north, straightened out his wrinkled military uniform, straightened his chest, and walked towards his officers and soldiers with the unique steps of the British army: "To the right
——Turn around, start walking——go!”
The British troops walking at the rear were still marching neatly, with the air of returning victoriously. The more than 2,000 Anjia Army soldiers who were waiting in formation to the north were stunned for a moment.
Zhang Guosheng, the leader of the Menglian Security Regiment, stood up, scratched his head, and asked doubtfully: "Who won the battle with his grandma?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was laughter all around. Soon the laughter became more and more loud, and finally turned into heckling and contemptuous curses that resounded throughout the countryside.
The sound reached the ears of the British troops who were marching south, and the orderly pace of the team was immediately disrupted. Many extremely angry British officers and soldiers turned around and glared at the Anjia Army officers and soldiers in the mountains and plains to the north. They quickly turned away amidst the shouts of their commanders.
He walked dejectedly, while the bursts of laughter coming from behind him became louder and louder, becoming more and more unscrupulous.
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One o'clock at noon, Kunming, Yunnan Lecture Hall.
In the large cafeteria of Lecture Hall, there were stars like clouds. Zhu Peide led the Yunnan military and political generals to entertain An Yi and his party with a simple lunch. An Yi and his generals ate with gusto. An Yi and others who were used to eating from a big pot all said Lecture on Wu
The food in the Tangda Canteen is very delicious. Although there are few varieties, the portions are very filling. It is more filling than a banquet.
Zhu Peide and others knew the rules of the An family army, so no one thought that what An Yi and others said was polite, but they were secretly happy for what An Yi and his party did.
In the morning, An Yi attended the Yunnan Provincial Administrative District Planning Adjustment Preliminary Meeting at the invitation of the Provincial Council. He returned to the Yunnan Army Military Lecture Hall at 10 o'clock and gave a speech to 1,200 students, teachers and students in six disciplines. It was originally planned to last an hour.
The lecture was continued until 12:30 noon at the strong request of teachers and students, so Zhu Peide decided to simply eat in the cafeteria.
Halfway through the meal, Zhu Peide's confidential aide hurried in and whispered a few words in Zhu Peide's ear.
Zhu Peide nodded, put down his chopsticks, and asked An Yi beside him: "British Consul Sterling did not return to the Tengchong Consulate. He asked to see you, saying that he was submitting a protest letter from the British Empire to you."
"Oh? News from the British is not slow in coming! In less than two hours, they not only learned about the conflict at the Menglian border, but they were also able to write a protest letter. It is very efficient. In this case, let's meet.
The virtues passed down by our ancestors cannot be lost."
An Yi knew that the British consul named Sterling had just arrived in Kunming. In fact, the British did not have a consulate in Kunming, only foreign companies. Sterling, who had the status of an aristocrat, submitted letters of protest to Zhu Peide twice, but was rejected by Zhu Peide twice.
Pushed back neither softly nor hard, now
He actually directly asked to see him and submitted a protest letter. It was obvious that the British had always had their own intelligence station in Kunming. An Yi knew that Zhu Peide had seen this, so he thought about it and did not want to embarrass Zhu Peide, so he agreed to meet him to see this.
Sterling is good no matter what he is.
Zhu Peide smiled slightly: "Let's meet him in the office building by the green lake in front. You can set a time."
"At three o'clock in the afternoon, my nephew also has time to think about it." An Yi replied.
Lunch ended soon, and Zhu Peide and a group of generals accompanied the guests to the newly built two-story office building on the edge of Green Lake. The Yunnan Army Lecture School occupies the precious land of Chenghuapu on the west bank of the beautiful Green Lake in the center of Kunming, with four buildings in the east, west, south, and west.
Symmetrically connected, spacious and uniquely located, the main building
The auditorium and armory in the southwest are quite majestic. The parade building in the south is about 15 meters high and 13 meters wide. The spacious playground is no less than the area of two football fields. The four buildings are more than 100 meters long and 10 meters wide.
Yumi's Zouma corner building adds a bit of antique flavor and also shows the grandeur of the martial arts hall.
After Zhu Peide came to power, he once again carried out comprehensive maintenance and expansion of the Yunnan Lecture Hall founded in 1909, making it comparable to the Tianjin Beiyang Lecture Hall founded in 1906 and the Tianjin Beiyang Lecture Hall founded in 1908.
Together with the Shenyang Northeast Martial Arts Lecture Hall, the military academies, also known as the three major Martial Arts Lecture Halls in China, are once again glowing with vigorous youth and vitality.
Today, the Northeast Military Lecture Hall in Shenyang has fallen under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders. The Beiyang Military Lecture Hall in Tianjin has been in disuse for many years. Of the three most famous martial arts halls in China, only the Yunnan Lecture Hall is left. Zhu Peide and the Yunnan Army generals
Every time I talk about it, I feel sad, but also quite happy and proud.
Zhu Peide's office building is located on the shore of Green Lake, very close to Zhu Peide's mansion in the north. The office building is a French-style foreign-style building that was built two years ago. Due to Zhu Peide's poor health, he usually spends his time there when it is not for meetings or important interviews.
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The official foreign-style building has an exquisite small garden. There is a reception hall on the first floor. There is also a conference room on the east side near the lake and surrounded by green willows. On the west side are confidential rooms and offices. On the second floor are Zhu Peide and
The place where the most trusted generals work.
The generals left, and An Yi and his party gathered in the conference room on the east side of the first floor to discuss countermeasures.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Sterling, the consul of the British Consulate in Tengchong, Western Yunnan, arrived on time with his assistant. The host Zhu Peide greeted him politely and asked him to take a seat in the hall. After drinking half a cup of tea, An Yicai and Gu Changfeng walked out of the east conference room together.
After Zhu Peide's introduction, they shook hands with Sterling one by one.
After the introduction, Zhu Peide casually found an excuse to leave casually and went upstairs to handle official business. Although Sterling was very reluctant to leave Zhu Peide, who had a gentle personality, he had no excuse to stay. He knew full well that Zhu Peide's move meant to stay out of the matter and let you all.
To talk, it is clear that one thing is divided into two things to deal with. The British not only have to deal with the Yunnan Provincial Government, but also have to negotiate with An Yi, the actual ruler of southern Yunnan.
Sterling, who was of medium height and elegant appearance, secretly cursed "Old Slippery" in his mind, took the protest letter from his assistant, stood up, walked to An Yi, and said lukewarmly:
"General, we all know that your English is very good, so let's communicate directly in English. General, you have the ability to serve the British Empire..."
"Please slow down!"
An Yi stood up and politely asked Sterling to sit down in standard Chinese: "Your Majesty, please sit down. According to international practice, meetings between you and us must be in our own language and record the meeting accordingly. Please forgive me.
I'm in a hurry... Ziyan comes out for a moment, your English is good, just serve as my translator and document for once."
Confidential adjutant Liang Ziyan strode over, nodded slightly to Sterling and the two, and then sat down behind An Yi.
Sterling turned pale with anger. He knew An Yi was deliberately making things difficult, but he couldn't find fault. He could only ask his British-Chinese assistant Guo Lichang to translate his words word for word:
"General, on behalf of the Queen of the British Empire and the government, this consul lodges a strong protest to the general himself and the Southern Yunnan Reclamation Region Office under the leadership of the general! The occurrence of the 'Male Town Massacre'..."