Chapter 112 How to make Americans willing to pay! “Look, does what I said make sense?” Cun Yunsheng looked at the little bookworm, with a faint smile still on his face. Long Wenwen and others next to him were silent, especially Xing Jiuhong, who was even more curious about how the group leader could convince this stubborn guy. “No, everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.” The little bookworm retorted. “I think killing three or four Japanese soldiers is enough. Trading my life for three or four Japanese soldiers is completely heavier than Mount Tai.” Cun Yunsheng looked at the other person, this guy just wanted to die. A rookie who didn't understand anything, for the first time on the battlefield, the bombing of the light artillery can scare him. If he runs around, he doesn't know how to die. It’s no wonder that Long Wenwen in the original work refused to give him a gun. Don’t you have a gun? I just don’t want to watch this guy die.
"But, you can definitely use your knowledge to exchange for more Japanese troops." Cun Yunsheng's light words made the little bookworm have a wry smile on his face. “Sir, if knowledge could kill the Japanese army, what would I do?” "Have you ever heard of a saying? A strong young man will make the country strong, a young man wise will make the country wise, and a young man rich will make the country rich." Cun Yunsheng knew that it would not be easy to convince him. “Mr. Qi Chao’s "Young China"?" “That’s right.” Cun Yunsheng nodded lightly. "China has been in decline for a hundred years, and one day it will take off again. What our generation has to do is to fight all the wars that need to be fought. This is our mission and responsibility." “That’s why I want to go to the battlefield and fight with the Japanese army.” The little bookworm looked even more excited. He thought he had finally found someone with the same philosophy. “Fighting is the duty of our soldiers, and your duty is to teach the next generation. The rise and rejuvenation of China depends on them.” “There is an orphanage in the city, which houses orphans who have lost their families due to the war. There is still a shortage of teachers there. Go there and teach the children, so that they will not forget the love and hatred between their family and their country.” “Don’t think that knowledge is useless. The war will eventually end, and more construction talents will be needed by then.” “That’s your battlefield. If you want to kill more Japanese, train more knowledgeable people.” Cun Yunsheng’s words deeply shocked the little bookworm. He had never thought about this. For him, he is a useless scholar. It is better to give yourself a grenade, die together with the Japanese army, and kill a few more Japanese soldiers. But now a word wakes up the dreamer. yes! The war will eventually end, and by then, more people will be needed to build the country. "The responsibility of our generation is to finish the war. Their responsibility is to build the country. Each generation has its own mission. Little bookworm, I hope you can understand that it is easy to give you a gun, but your sacrifice It doesn't make any sense." Cun Yunsheng patted his shoulder and said solemnly. “Go, use your talents there, and treat it as a battlefield.” I have to say that Cun Yunsheng’s approach was very popular with little bookworms. This guy had an excited smile on his face and his whole person took on a completely new look.
He seems to have found the meaning of his life. Watching the little bookworm leave happily, Long Wenwen couldn't help but give Cun Yunsheng a thumbs up. “When it comes to deception, this is who you are, Tuanzuo?” Before Cun Yunsheng could speak, Meng Fangliao said quickly. "Go, go, what are you lying about? I think what the regiment leader said is very reasonable. The duty of our soldiers is to finish the war, and the construction of the country will be left to the next generation." “Isn’t that right?” Long Wenwen couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Could it be that he was wrong? If nothing else, at least Xing Jiuhong next to him looked at Cun Yunsheng with eyes full of respect. So Long Wenwen could only bar his teeth and say nothing. "Okay, there is no such thing as deception. At least for now, our responsibility is to drive away the Japanese army. And we, the people, besides being able to fight, what else can we do? If we ask you to open a factory, will you do it? If we ask you to teach, will you do it? ?" Cun Yunsheng glanced at it and said lightly. “Let Shi La Shi La teach me **** the Japanese, he will definitely know how to do it.” Meng Fangliao’s words made everyone present laugh. “Okay, let’s stop talking about what is there and what is not. Next, the Sichuan Army Corps will be reorganized. In addition to the original three infantry battalions, two more infantry battalions will be expanded.” "Commander of the Fourth Infantry Battalion, Xing Jiuhong is yours." Cun Yunsheng looked at Xing Jiuhong and said without doubt. This guy can turn a supplementary battalion of several hundred people into more than 2,000 people. For this credit, he should be promoted to some extent. “Yes.” Xing Jiuhong, who was not a mother-in-law, responded immediately. "What about the fifth battalion?" Long Wenwen looked at the other party with expectant eyes. He also wanted to lead the troops to fight. The messenger put it nicely, he was just an errand boy, and he was different from others. He wanted to do everything. That’s why Long Wenzhang always wanted to change it. "What? Do you have an idea?" Cun Yunsheng seemed to have seen through Long Wenwen's thoughts and said with a half-smile. "Why do you feel wronged about being a messenger for me? You know how many people want to be but can't." "Ah, no..." Long Wenwen wanted to explain something else, but was interrupted by Cun Yunsheng. "Okay, since you don't want to be my messenger, I'm planning to set up a special agent company to be responsible for fighting behind enemy lines and searching for intelligence. I'm still short of a company commander, so what?" Cun Yunsheng didn't want to tease him anymore, so he directly Said with a smile. After all, Long Wenwen joined the Sichuan Army later. It is impossible to be promoted to the same level as Meng Fanlie and others all at once. Giving him a company commander is considered a promotion for Long Wenwen, but it will not mean anything to others. Opinion. Sure enough, when he heard that he was going to be the commander of a special agent company, Long Wenwen's eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands excitedly. Finally, I can lead the troops to fight. “Thank you for your seat.” Long Wenwen stood at attention and saluted. This time I definitely mean it. As for the candidates for the fifth battalion, no one mentioned it. Because they know that their group must have someone in mind. "Let Mi Long arrange these brothers, and give them everything they need to change. They are all dressed in tatters, just like beggars, which affects the image of our Sichuan Army." Cun Yunsheng ordered again, and then I called Meng Fan. “Tuanzu, what’s the matter?” Meng Fanglia knew that something must be the matter, otherwise he wouldn’t have called him alone.
“I’ll send a telegram to Stilwell later and urge supplies. I’ve just shipped a battalion of equipment. It’s still early for a regiment. Let him speed up.” Cun Yunsheng said. “That’s it?” Meng Fangliao asked in confusion. On this matter, just a few instructions will suffice. "Of course it's not that." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said. “Help me think of a way to find a reason for Stilwell to give us some money.” Originally, Cun Yunsheng thought that the money obtained by the British was enough to cover all expenses. However, after seeing more than 2,000 soldiers, he calculated carefully and found that the money could not last for long at all. Not to mention, he is planning to build some factories to house the refugees. After all, we have to find something to do for those refugees, otherwise problems will definitely arise over time. There are also those orphans who need to be fed. And it has been three months since we entered Burma and fought in Myanmar. All these must be supplemented with military pay. Before, it was either fighting or moving, so the distribution was not timely. The situation is relatively stable at the moment, and military pay must not be delayed. You can’t make people shed tears when they bleed and sweat with you, right? Not to mention, there are also pensions for the disabled and killed soldiers, which are a large sum of money. The money obtained seems to be a lot, but in fact it is not much at all. Unless he is willing to do the same as Shancheng and issue paper notes to the soldiers below. That will definitely greatly affect the combat effectiveness. The pension you exchanged for your life can’t even buy a decent coffin. Who will sacrifice your life for you? So, Cun Yunsheng set his sights on the Americans. “Ask the Yankees for military pay?” Meng Fan’s scalp was numb. In his subconscious mind, shouldn’t the military pay be paid in mountain towns? What's the point of looking for a Yankee? "What? Is there any problem? Are we directly under the Allied Forces Command? Is it too much to ask for money?" "Is it possible that you want to ask Shancheng for it? It's not impossible, but what Shancheng gives out is probably just paper notes, and those things have depreciated now. I'm afraid the little money they give out is not enough to buy you a coffin." Cun Yun Sheng looked at Meng Fan and said with a smile. “That’s not the case, you just think we’re asking Americans for money? Isn’t that too abrupt?” Meng Fan shook his head. Why should we get paper notes when we can obviously get oceans? It’s just too unacceptable to suddenly ask Americans for military pay. “So, I came to you to find a way to see if I could find a reason to make the Yankees willingly pay.” Cun Yunsheng looked matter-of-fact. “Will the Americans pay for it?” Meng Fanxiao hesitated. "I definitely don't want to. We are not their army, so how can we be willing to pay, so I said, I have to think of a reason to make people willing to pay." Cun Yunsheng looked like he hated iron.
“Cry the poor?” Meng Fanxiao hesitated for a moment, thinking that he should use the old method. "No, let's try another idea. If you keep crying about poverty, other Americans will be annoyed, especially that old boy Stilwell has a bad temper. If he gets stubborn, he will probably lose everything." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said. . "Then I can't do anything, and you can't do anything. What can I do?" Meng Fan spread his hands, saying that he had no choice. Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng frowned. It took a long time before he spoke. “What do you think about linking military pay to morale?” “What do you mean?” Meng Fanglia looked at him puzzled. “It’s very simple. Would you be happy if Shancheng continued to send you paper notes?” Cun Yunsheng asked. "Needless to say, of course I'm not happy about it, especially now that the value is depreciating every day, I can't buy decent things at all, and I still owe military pay, sir." Meng Fangli said angrily. “Then will you sacrifice your life in a war?” "Only a fool will fight for his life. If he is killed in battle, he will only have a few pieces of paper. Who will sacrifice his life?" Meng Fanlao shook his head. “What if it were replaced by the ocean?” "That's definitely different. Not only do you sacrifice your life, but at least you won't be fooled during the war." Meng Fan said honestly. This is also the true thought of most soldiers. “So, as long as you go to Stilwell with this point in mind, you will definitely convince him.” "No, our Sichuan Army Corps alone is not enough. We also have to recruit the new Thirty-Eighth Division. I believe that the old boy Stilwell will be confused due to the public opinion." Cun Yunsheng's eyes suddenly lit up, as if Find a way to convince Stilwell. “Let’s go, let’s send a telegram to the new 38th Division first.” After saying that, he pulled Meng Fangli towards the radio station. I got up late. I have been updating 16,700 times for ten days in a row. I am a little tired! So I didn’t get up until 7:30, and I changed it first and then changed it! Sorry!
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