Chapter 114: Deception taken to the extreme! "The ocean?" Stilwell looked at the ocean in front of him thoughtfully, but did not speak immediately, still waiting for Cun Yunsheng's next words. “Mr. Sun, do you find it incredible?” Cun Yunsheng looked at Sun Liren with a smile on his face. "Yes, it is indeed incredible. A group of cannon fodder can perform like this. Although it is due to the influence of the ocean, I think it is more due to Commander Inch's excellent troop leadership ability." Sun Liren nodded, and then said. Hearing this, the smile on Cun Yunsheng's face froze instantly. This is different from the script he had in mind. Shouldn’t we refute ourselves? How can you agree with yourself? It shouldn’t be! Seeing Cun Yunsheng's smile disappear, Sun Liren couldn't help but laugh and said.
“Commander Cun, do you think that I am aloof from the world? Do you think that my direct troops don’t know the troubles of the miscellaneous troops?” “I can only say that Commander Cun thought too narrowly about Sun. I know the difficulties of a mixed army, and I also know the difficulties of a mixed army.” “But I have to admit that Captain Cun can transform a group of cannon fodder, and his leadership ability is naturally very strong. There is no doubt about it.” After listening to Sun Liren's words, Cun Yunsheng didn't know what to say for a while. Stilwell was the only one laughing. “Cun, don’t deny your military talent. You are the best at leading troops in battle among the young officers I have seen.” Even Stilwell said this, and Cun Yunsheng's scalp was really numb for a while. Lao Tzu is here to complain. I’m here to ask for military pay. I did not hear you praise me. What's the use of praising me? How about giving me more military pay? "I have already known about your Sichuan Army. They are a group of cannon fodder that no one cares about. They eat mostly banana leaves. They are also called grass-eating guys by the local people." Diwei took out an investigation report. Since the Sichuan Legion is so capable of fighting, it has naturally come into the sight of many people. Then it was naturally impossible for Stilwell not to investigate. Looking at the clearly recorded content above, Cun Yunsheng was speechless for a while, feeling that everything about him had been stripped clean. That is, the appearance of those equipment did not arouse too much suspicion. After all, he was basically hiding in the British army's warehouse, and the British army discarded a lot of weapons, so no one cared. "You are right. Inadequate military pay will indeed affect the morale of the troops. Now that you belong to the Allied Forces Command, it is indeed reasonable and reasonable for the Allied Forces to issue military pay." Stilwell's words once again proved that Cun Yunsheng's guess was not correct. wrong.
Stilwell actually agreed with his suggestion. If you want to boost morale, military pay must be guaranteed. This is the prerequisite for the combat effectiveness and morale of the troops. The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. The US military, which has deep pockets, doesn't care about this military salary at all. “How many people are there in the Sichuan Army now?” Stilwell asked, looking at Cun Yunsheng. Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng was startled, and then he understood that this was a test. Based on his previous judgment, he said without hesitation. “Your Excellency, Commander, the Sichuan Army now has more than 6,000 wounded including the wounded.” "How much?" Before Stilwell could speak, Sun Liren beside him couldn't help but exclaimed. More than six thousand people? Your regiment has to catch up with one of my divisions? Are you kidding? Originally, I thought that the Sichuan Army Corps would have more people, and only two to three thousand people would survive, which was equivalent to the number of reinforced regiments. After all, this phenomenon is normal and not too outrageous. However, more than 6,000 people from the Sichuan Army came directly, which really shocked Sun Liren. In fact, if Sun Liren knew that there were more than 10,000 people in a certain regiment, wouldn't he be shocked? Stilwell was the only one with bright eyes. He didn't care where the other side's soldiers came from, he only wanted soldiers. "Are you sure there are more than 6,000 people?" Stilwell quickly confirmed. He knew that the motley crew had the habit of taking empty pay, so he asked one more question. "Of course, this is the roster." Cun Yunsheng seemed to see the other party's suspicion, and did not refute, and directly took out the roster. After all, military pay is based on rosters, and this cannot be faked. Looking at the thick roster, Stilwell nodded, feeling much more relaxed. “Will more than six thousand people affect the combat effectiveness of the army?” Stilwell asked. "Well, it has affected the combat effectiveness a bit. Now the whole regiment is facing a shortage of food and medicine, especially weapons." Cun Yunsheng is very familiar with the misfortune. Stilwell could understand the lack of weapons. After all, the infantry regiment, which had only 2,000 men before, had now doubled in number and would definitely be lacking. But he was a little puzzled by the lack of food and medicine. If he remembered correctly, Myitkyina has hoarded a lot of food and medicine, all of which are in the hands of the Sichuan Army. This is gone? Yunsheng didn't even look at Stilwell's expression. He could naturally guess what the old boy was thinking, and he must have been thinking about whether he had deceived him. He simply did not panic and began to tell the story of how the Fifth Army took away some food and medicine after arriving in Myitkyina. In the end, all the wounded were left to the Sichuan Army Corps. In order to treat these wounded, all the medicines accumulated before were used up. Not only that, tens of thousands of refugees enter Myitkyina, which consumes a huge amount of money every day.
The core of the whole thing is to cry out for poverty and make money quickly. “Tens of thousands of refugees? Does that mean that the Sichuan Army can expand its troops to 10,000 people in a short period of time?” Stilwell’s eyes suddenly lit up and he asked quickly. Compared with the newly formed Thirty-Eighth Division, which is difficult to reorganize, if the Sichuan Army can expand its strength by 10,000 people in a short period of time, the time to counterattack Myanmar will be greatly shortened. "If the supplies are sufficient, it shouldn't be a problem." Cun Yunsheng did not boast about Haikou, but said that if the supplies are sufficient, it will be okay. Hearing this, Stilwell nodded repeatedly. Only Sun Liren next to him felt a little bitter. Unexpectedly, the guy in front of him developed faster than he imagined. Although most of them are broken troops, wounded troops, and some refugees, based on the opponent's ability to lead troops, as long as sufficient time is given, they will definitely lead out an elite division. Thinking of this, Sun Liren felt even more bitter in his heart. When will the new Thirty-Eighth Division be completed? "When the supplies arrive, I will immediately have them transported there. However, due to the limited distance, we can only rely on air transport. According to the current reorganization speed, it is expected to take at least three months. During these three months, the Sichuan Army's mission is to defend Myitkyina. ." Stilwell said with a serious expression. Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng quickly assured that the people were in position. With these words, Stilwell felt more comfortable, and then briefly chatted with the two about some details about the reorganization. According to Stilwell's plan, it will be reorganized completely in accordance with the establishment of the US Army's standard regiment. On this point, the two men were surprisingly consistent and had no objections. It can be said that Stilwell fully enjoyed the rights of an Allied commander here. Unlike before, he was always restrained. The conversation was almost finished, and Sun Liren left first because he still had to reorganize the troops, which required his own hands, while Cun Yunsheng stayed. He still had some requests that needed Stilwell's approval. "Your Excellency General, I have a different view on material supplies." Cun Yunsheng saw that Stilwell was in a good mood and said directly. “Oh? What do you think?” Stilwell asked curiously. "That's right. There are tens of thousands of refugees in Myitkyina. They only consume food every day and do nothing to produce. It is a huge burden for the Sichuan Army." Before Cun Yunsheng could finish his words, Stilwell said coldly. “Cun, do you want to drive them away?” "No, no, no, General, please listen to me. I have a plan. I am going to build some factories in Myitkyina so that these refugees have something to do, and at the same time, they can earn a meager salary to support themselves and their families." “Otherwise, the small amount of food from relief can only guarantee that they will not starve to death, and I will even need to send soldiers to maintain order.” “In addition, these factories can reduce our dependence on logistics. At least some unimportant supplies do not need to be shipped from the United States from across the ocean.” "This will greatly reduce the logistical pressure on the United States. At the same time, I can also withdraw that part of the troops and put them into the battlefield." Cun Yunsheng looked like he was completely thinking about the United States, leaving Stilwell without the slightest doubt. I have to say that this is indeed a good approach. It can not only reduce the logistical pressure, but also give the refugees something to do and stabilize the security of Myitkyina.
Actually, this is Cun Yunsheng’s later reference book. The economy can take off quickly, and it must rely on this road to quickly recover. So he believed that Stilwell would never refuse his proposal. “If possible, we can also establish a bullet production line in Myitkyina. You don’t know that although the American military equipment is very powerful, it consumes too much ammunition. It is impossible to fight for a long time just by relying on the little ammunition transported by air.” “My troops often run out of ammunition while fighting.” Cun Yunsheng said complainingly. In fact, Stilwell also considered whether to build a bullet production line in Imphal. Transoceanic transportation, the materials carried at one time are limited, usually heavy weapons, but bullets and artillery shells are consumables, so most cargo ships carry ammunition If a production line can really be established, it will indeed reduce the logistical pressure. "You are right. I have also considered establishing a bullet production line, but as you know, Imphal is the territory of the British after all. If you want to establish a bullet production line, you must obtain their consent." Stilwell said lightly. Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng felt excited. It seemed that the old boy did not object to his proposal. "Your Excellency, General, although Imphal cannot establish a bullet production line, Myitkyina can definitely do so. That is the territory of the United States." Cun Yunsheng continued to use his deception skills. “Cun, you are wrong, Myitkyina is also British territory.” Stilwell said with a half-smile. “But it can also become the territory of the United States. After all, Myitkyina is now in the hands of the United States.” Cun Yunsheng also laughed. Hearing this, Stilwell patted him on the shoulder and said nothing more. "I can introduce you to some factory owners. They have some obsolete bullet production lines. Although the output is not high, it can meet the daily ammunition consumption of the Sichuan Army. As for the factory you proposed to build, in principle, the materials they produce are Must be sold to the Allies." “You know, we can’t **** off the British, after all, this is still their colony.” As long as these supplies are used for Allied consumption, the British army can only hold their noses and admit it. Cun Yunsheng was not a fool. He showed a hint of joy on his face, and then he patted his chest to show it. “Please rest assured that all materials produced will only be sold to the Allied Forces and will never be sold externally.” Change first and later, there will be more later! If your finger hurts, rest for a few hours!
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