Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 106 Making a Plan
At this time, Bu La spoke up: "I'm so annoyed. You called him uncle and he called you little uncle. You were just scolding yourself."

"Hammer scolded himself, he should hit himself." Yao Ma continued.

At this time, Wang Zhifei, who had not walked far, spoke up: "Long Wenjian, remember to learn bird whistles from Meng Fanle. We all use bird whistles to communicate in the jungle."

Long Wenjian...

"Young Master, I am so annoying. Please be kind to me. I am your grandson. You must teach me how to whistle."

Long Wenjian sang as he flew over and hugged Meng Fanle.

"Let go! Let go! Let me go..."

Meng Fanle had no idea what to do with Long Wenjian who was hanging on him.

……

"Reddy, are you sure you won't fly away? If you don't, I'll be blown up." Wang Zhifei patted the small quack plane beside him and said.

"King, this is a small Gaga plane. Once in the sky, the only way to identify friendly forces is by the model of the plane. If I fly this, I will definitely die."

Reddy shrugged and spread his hands.

That's right! But there are no Allied planes here at all. If Reddy wants to go back, he will have to wait for a while.

After Wang Zhifei got enough supplies, he burned the remaining things and led the cannon fodder group into the dense forest.

……

Long Wenjian is indeed good. With him, Wang Zhifei no longer has to worry about the cannon fodder group, when to rest, how to arrange the sentry posts, how to find the enemy, how to avoid the enemy's large forces...

Wang Zhifei only needs to give Long Wenjian a few reminders, and he can come up with one plan after another.

Not only that, with Wang Zhifei's support, Long Wenjian tried his best to persuade the defeated soldiers to join the team.

Wang Zhifei was about to tell him that all the members of the cannon fodder regiment were trained as platoon leaders, of course, with the exception of the veterinarian and bean cake.

Long Wenjian remembered that, except for Doubing and the veterinarian, anyone who was lured in would be immediately assigned to the cannon fodder group.

As for how to teach and how to lead, that is up to you.

Of course, Long Wenjian didn't make random arrangements. The first one to have subordinates was Meng Fanle, followed by Li Liansheng, Yao Ma...

Everyone followed suit, and soon the team expanded to more than 170 people, and won many battles, big and small.

The old cannon fodders of the cannon fodder regiment fought and won many battles. Although they were not as spectacular as the surprise attack on the airport that day, they were still a lot after accumulation.

The military spirit was brought out bit by bit. Are you afraid, new cannon fodder? What are you afraid of? Look at me and show you an example!
Then, ambushes and small annihilation battles were fought one after another.

These people have an unparalleled desire to win. They dream of winning once. Now someone is leading them to win, and the win is so easy. They all look at Wang Zhifei as if he were a god.

……

Long Wenjian tricked more than ten people into coming, and the number finally exceeded 200. Wang Zhifei was so happy to see this.

At this moment, Long Wenjian came over with a frown on his brow.

"Everyone, rest where you are. If you need a pot, spread it out! Be alert."

"Son of a bitch! It's me again!" Yao Ma kicked his squad leader and said, "You go to the back, squad 2 on the left, squad 3 on the right, squad 4 and I go to the front."

"Thank you for the mahjong pot! Take care!" Long Wenjian shouted.

"You are so precious!" Yao Ma said, and left without even turning his head.

Long Wenjian came to Wang Zhifei at this time, snatched a piece of braised donkey meat from Wang Zhifei's hand and stuffed it into his mouth. "You are not polite at all."

"If you are thick-skinned, you will never get enough to eat. If you are thin-skinned, you will not get anything to eat." As Long Wenjian said this, he pulled a water bottle from Doubing and took a sip.

"Hey! You bastard, that's...just drink it, I'll drink it to death!" Milong immediately became anxious after seeing this, glanced at Wang Zhifei, and choked back the rest of his sentence.

There was wine in his kettle, which he had searched out with great difficulty.

Gone! Gone! Out of sight, out of mind. Milong left and went to complain to the old cannon fodders.

Wang Zhifei handed Long Wenjian another piece of donkey meat and said slowly and methodically, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Long Wenjian paused: "Is it that obvious?"

"It couldn't be more obvious."

"Okay! Commander, we can't hide in the woods like this. There are more and more people here, and it's getting harder and harder to hide.

By then, they will be found and ambushed by following the traces.

Commander, I have seen over such a long time that you are a good officer. Although you talk about cannon fodder every day, you never treat us as cannon fodder.

This is a good thing! It is also a bad thing! You are always afraid of casualties, but how can there be no casualties in a war?
As long as you die for a good cause, it's worth it even if you die.

Commander, you need a brilliant military achievement, to show off in front of the Allies and win a battle, which will be beneficial to your reputation.

Besides, Lao Di also needs a flight back home..."

What Long Wenjian said was indeed true. There were many small battles during this period, but the death toll was zero.

Several people were injured but all were slightly injured. Based on Wang Zhifei's values ​​and what he has learned, he would never treat human life as nothing.

Hippocrates' Canon 1: Wherever I am, whether I meet a man or a woman, a good man or a bad man, my only purpose shall be to save the dying and the wounded.

May my life and medical skills receive supreme glory...

That's too far!
However, Wang Zhifei is, after all, a young medical student who has just finished five years of university. Killing Xiao Gaga was a sign of his bloodline awakening. You want him to treat people as if they were not human? Is that possible?

Long Wenjian said a lot, and Wang Zhifei took a deep breath and said to himself: They are all NPCs, they are all NPCs...

"Then what do you want to do?" Wang Zhifei said seriously.

"I know there is a large Allied base near Mandalay, and I heard it has plenty of planes and artillery.

Moreover, we have a lot of people there. We can hide in the woods and gather the defeated soldiers in groups of several or dozens. If we go to Mandalay, we can not only get the support of the Allies, but also gather more people.

However, they are probably under siege by Little Gaga. Although it would be conspicuous if we go there, it would also attract more defeated soldiers."

Long Wenjian told us his plan.

"Okay! Let's do it this way! You lead the way." Wang Zhifei finalized the plan.

……

On the Cannon Fodder Regiment side, Milong found Meng Fanle and said, "Did you see that? I wonder what kind of bullshit idea that Long Wenjian gave to the regiment commander again. Does he look like a dog-headed military advisor? Let's just call him Dog-Head from now on."

"He's no good at calling me Dog Head. Looking at his unlucky look, we should call him Baka!" Meng Fanle said.

"That's not enough, he has to die!"

The cannon fodder group is still here plotting against Long Wenjian, unaware that Long Wenjian has already made a plan with Wang Zhifei that will result in deaths.

(End of this chapter)