Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 98: Scheme against each other
Tang Ji glanced at Wang Zhifei, and Wang Zhifei obviously saw his doubts in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Do you think I, Wang Zhifei, lied to you? In that case, take this back. I will report the situation to my superiors."

Wang Zhifei pretended to be angry.

"Don't worry, Commander Wang! Don't worry, Commander Wang! I'll sign! I'll sign!"

Obviously, Wang Zhifei is blackmailing people, but~

As Tang Ji wrote, he thought to himself: Blackmail? Haha, be careful, you may be blackmailed but not spend your life.

When you die, I don't believe that anyone will come to me with this to ask for food. Even if someone comes to ask for it, do you think I can give it to them?
Boy, you are still too young. What’s the use of all these?

Wang Zhifei felt happy when he saw Tang Ji signing. "Old man, you even dare to sign this. I'm afraid you are really prepared to kill me." What a pity, you don't know that there is something called plug-in in this world.

……

Tang Ji left, leaving happily. Wang Zhifei rarely saw him off, and sent him off happily.

Both of them thought they were Qin Shi Huang touching the electric wire, and they won.

However, only time will tell who is the real winner and who is the fake winner.

……

"I think our group is really solid. They kicked us out of the country just by showing off two pieces of paper. We have become cannon fodder again..."

Before Wang Zhifei entered the house, he heard Meng Fanle talking nonsense again.

"Meng the Cripple! If you keep talking nonsense and shaking the morale of the army, you will be treated as a traitor." Wang Zhifei came in.

"Report to the commander, my name is Meng Fanle, my leg has healed and I am no longer lame!"

Indeed, the lame man's leg has healed. It was not a serious injury in the first place. In the drama, this guy was lame from beginning to end. Apart from the effect that Zhang Yi was bound to be lame, it was probably because of the delayed treatment that caused the thigh muscles to atrophy.

"Yes, your legs are no longer lame, but your heart is lame!" Wang Zhifei looked at him and said.

Meng is annoying...

Obviously, he knew what Wang Zhifei meant.

"Everyone should know that tomorrow, the forty-two of us will enter Burma to fight as a regiment.

I'm not being very passionate, and I won't talk to you about defending my country. I just want to ask you - do you still believe me?

I, Wang Zhifei, will be with you! You are cannon fodder, and I am cannon fodder. You charge, I am in the front, you retreat, I am at the end.

You only have one life, and you can either waste it like others, or make some noise like me.

I trained each of you as a platoon leader. Do we need people? Dead, alive, half-dead, zombies...

The war has been fought till now. What is lacking is not people, but people who can lead you to victory.

I am willing to be this person now, and now I want to ask you, do you dare to play with me, win a game, and make some noise?"

"dare!"

"do my best!"

"It's all about risking your life anyway!"

Even Meng Fanle felt that his dead heart came back to life.

……

"Quick! Quick! Come here! Line up and get ready to get on the plane!"

The next day, Wang Zhifei led the cannon fodder group to gather at the airport as agreed.

There are many foggy days in Zenda. The whole sky and earth are filled with thick fog, and the fog flows as people walk.

There is only one possibility for a plane to take off in this kind of weather - there is no escort aircraft.

Wang Zhifei was thinking, the cannon fodder group now has 42 people, how should they be arranged?
According to the plot inertia, a plane should make an emergency landing in the forest, and then everyone will be left with only a pair of pants, being chased by Little Gaga... "Buzz!"

"The bombers are coming!"

"what?"

"Hide!"

Wang Zhifei was just thinking about it when he heard Gu Xiaomai shout, and then the cannon fodder group panicked. Wang Zhifei was held by Milong and Meng Fanle and was about to jump into the pit next to him.

"What are you doing? Be quiet! You are a bunch of idiots! It's so foggy, whose bombers are coming? Who shouted?"

Everyone looked at Gu Xiaomai, but they were afraid that Wang Zhifei would hold her accountable, so they blocked her behind.

"Just you? Do you think it's enough money for them to buy bombs? And the bombers are coming! Line up and follow me!" Wang Zhifei said.

"Buzz!"

Under the command of the ground crew, the plane landed on the runway and began to taxi. The C-47, a classic Allied transport aircraft, was called the aerial car.

A twin-engine propeller transport plane with a crew of three: the pilot, co-pilot, and an accompanying staff member.

It can carry 28 passengers, has an empty weight of 8255kg and a maximum take-off weight of 14000kg.

发动机： 2×R-1830-90C型14汽缸星型发动机，每台895千瓦。

Maximum speed: 360 km/h
Cruising speed: 260 km/h
Range: 2600 km
Practical ceiling: 8050 meters.

Generally speaking, it flies higher and pulls more, but its speed is a little slower. If it is targeted by a small quack plane, it will be a living coffin.

"Hurry up! Hurry up, take off your clothes! Take off your clothes! Take them all off. Take off your clothes and get on the plane!"

A team of ground crew came over with guns in their hands and were directing their men to distribute vomit bags to everyone.

Wang Zhifei was thinking about how to fit 28 people on a plane. There were people on board, so one plane couldn't accommodate them all, and two planes couldn't fully accommodate them either.

At this time, a man came out and asked everyone to take off their clothes.

"Who are you?" Wang Zhifei frowned, holding the vomit bag, looking at the guy who was showing off.

"Who are you? Never mind, it doesn't matter. Now that you are here, you either obey me or die for disobeying my orders!

Take off your clothes and get on the plane, fifty people per plane..."

"What the hell? You want to let fifty people get on a plane that can only carry twenty-eight people? Why don't you take off? Oh no, take off. Aren't you afraid of being fined to death for overloading?"

It seems that there is no way to intercept overload in the air.

Although he knew that they did not regard human life as human, Wang Zhifei still felt a little upset by their inhumane behavior.

"Why are you the only one who talks too much? I...don't be impulsive! Let's talk it over nicely!"

The man looked at the golden muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead and sweat broke out immediately.

"Say it again! I'm Wang Zhifei! I don't believe you haven't heard of my name.

Tang Ji! Come out here! If you arrange this for me, do you believe that I will turn around and go back immediately? "

Of course Wang Zhifei didn't see Tang Ji. Tang Ji and Yu Xiaoqing had already entered Burma safely on a fighter jet. As a regimental commander, Yu Xiaoqing still had some privileges.

In addition, he went there early and returned early, returning to Zenda to redeploy defenses before the war broke out.

As for how the Sichuan Army he sent there performed, that was not his responsibility. As long as he was there, his gold was plated.

When Wang Zhifei shouted like that, it was obvious that the guy's pupils shrank. It was obvious that he knew what Wang Zhifei, or Tang Ji, had told him before.

"Sir! Sir, calm down! This is an order from our superiors, we are just following it..."

"Execute, right? Good! Good! Tell me, who the hell gave the order that everyone should take off everything except their underwear to get on the plane?"

(End of this chapter)