Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 109 Negotiation
"What do you mean? My soldiers cannot starve, even prisoners of war should not starve!" Although the old gentleman did not understand Wang Zhifei's sarcasm, he could understand what starving meant.

"So that's how you look like you're solving problems? You fight like shit, but you're pretty good at quarreling. Are you a shrew?
If you think we are wrong, then I will send you a clear telegram to apologize: Our 115th Regiment annihilated the Little Gaga Army in Mandalay, affecting the surrender of John's subordinates of the Allied Forces, and we deserve to die.

We will retreat now to avoid delaying the Allied surrender. Please give us instructions from headquarters..."

"You can't send it!" John stood up.

This surrender mistake was embarrassing enough. If a clear text telegram had been sent, the shame would have been known to the whole world.

"Isn't it the truth? I think the truth should be known to everyone, and this plain text telegram can show my sincerity."

Wang Zhifei said.

John and Wang Zhifei stared at each other for a while. Wang Zhifei was calm and composed. John looked at Wang Zhifei's reckless attitude and sat down dejectedly: "Tell me, what do you want? You must not send a plain text telegram!"

"Wouldn't it be better if you did this earlier? Since you have done something wrong, you should be aware of it and admit your mistake. It is not a good habit to blame others for your own mistakes.

Since yesterday was a mistake, there is no need to worry about not being able to see clearly in the dark. You can't tell the difference between the Allies and the little Gagas. I have night blindness and can't tell whether you are the Allies or the little Gagas surrendering to the Allies, so let's not talk about this.

All the weapons in the warehouse belong to us. You have been fighting for such a long time and are already exhausted. If you continue fighting, you will be exhausted.

Since you have gone to the rear to rest, these weapons are of no use to you. Since the weapons are useless to you, it is reasonable for us to give them to you.

We want half of the food. We don't want red wine, canned caviar, or anything like that. We just want basic rations and canned food that can guarantee nutrition.

We will help you defend the position. You should contact your headquarters as soon as possible and prepare to retreat. Oh no, prepare to move in. There is no need to defend Mandalay anymore.

Do you have anything else to add?"

John...

Aren't you quite worldly-wise? It's just that giving you all these weapons doesn't fit our philosophy.

"We need to discuss the issue of weapons. I can't possibly give you all of them. You are just a regiment, and we have at least a division's worth of equipment here. You simply can't use so much."

John said.

"That's our business. If you don't agree, then you haven't forgiven us. Is it because I'm not sincere enough? To show my sincerity, I'll send you a coded telegram to apologize."

Wang Zhifei said.

"You, you, okay, you win, but you're such a damn bastard! I need to know your numbers so I can report to the higher-ups and give them an explanation."

Under the threat of Wang Zhifei, John had no choice but to compromise.

"The commander of the 115th Regiment of the th Brigade of the th Division of the th Army, Wang Zhifei!"

"Okay! I'll remember you! Wang Zhifei!"

"I will remember you too, by God's mercy! Goodbye, I won't see you off! Oh, by the way, I'm sorry I can't attend your weekly cocktail party due to my busy military duties.

As for the coffee, keep it for yourself. It is the devil's temptation. If you drink it, you will lose the battle. We are not used to it and we don't want to lose the battle. We respectfully decline the offer."

Wang Zhifei didn't even stand up, and watched John run away angrily. After Meng Fanle finished translating, Long Wenjian was amazed. He didn't expect that this could be done.

Ayi admired this superior even more, while Meng Fanle felt that he, as the regiment leader, was too mean. Not only did he take advantage of the old gentleman, but he also scolded him without saying a single dirty word.

"What are you still looking at? Go and get half of the food in the warehouse, and bring back all the ammunition.

Long Wenjian, immediately form a small team and head to the forest. I will let Haidongqing cooperate with you. Bring in all the defeated soldiers within a hundred miles.

Meng Fanle, you and A Yi cooperate to train all the defeated soldiers into qualified cannon fodder members, and let Li Liansheng cooperate with you!
Ah Yi, tell Snake Butt to go to the warehouse with Kang Ya and bring back half of the food. We don't want coffee, red wine, caviar, or anything like that, but we can ask for a little more canned meat."

"Yes! Danzuo!"

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Wang Zhifei was speechless when he saw the brand new cannons pulled out from the warehouse. The ammunition in the warehouse was enough to equip an entire division, and yet these people just surrendered like that.

You are very stingy with us, but you don't feel sorry when you explode. After surrendering, it's all Xiao Gaga's fault. You guys are really a bunch of stupid teammates.

Long Wenjian led the team to the forest, where there were the defeated personnel of the 200th Division, as well as the scattered 28th and 29th Divisions.

And people like Yu Xiaoqing's Sichuan Army who came to support him later.

During this period of time, Long Wenjian has attracted nearly 700 people. Fortunately, that group of old gentlemen are very capable.

Even if Wang Zhifei gave half of the food and supplies, it would be enough for a brigade to consume for half a month.

Wang Zhifei was puzzled. John had only more than a thousand people on his side. What was the point of storing so much food?

After some inquiries, I found out that Old John was also the last one to leave. There was originally a division stationed here, but the rest of the people retreated and only Old John was left to guard the place.

tui!

I thought you were some kind of aristocrat, but it turns out you are just a foreign cannon fodder and an abandoned guy.

Come to think of it, the battle has gotten to this point, even Yu Xiaoqing has seen the danger and fled, who else can stay here except cannon fodder?
It must be because he has no money, no people, and no face.

During this period, Wang Zhifei was busy with this group of cannon fodder, setting up artillery positions on the reverse slope and then testing the artillery.

What's the harm if you don't know how to adjust the gun? I experimented with it one shot at a time, fired it once, marked it, adjusted it, and fired it again...

After the recording is completed, the relationship between the ruler and the distance will be accurate. Find some people who have only a little knowledge among the cannon fodder and ask them to come and use this cannon specifically.

Then he led the new cannon fodder to dig trenches, set up machine gun positions, fill sandbags, cut wood, build machine gun bunkers, and build anti-artillery holes...

"Who the hell put rocks in the sandbags? Are you trying to kill yourself? Do you think there aren't enough small shrapnel fragments?
Who dug this trench? It's a trumpet-shaped trench. Are you worried that people can't throw grenades in?

And this, it's not deep enough! Make it deeper! We'll use a bench as a footstool. Little Gaga is at most 1.6 meters tall. We can use a bench as a footstool. Two little Gaga stacked together won't be tall enough. Then we'll have to use this trench ourselves, not little Gaga..."

Wang Zhifei was urging them to build fortifications, and he was putting into use everything that Li Yunlong had taught him and everything he had learned himself.

(End of this chapter)