Age of Conquest Reborn

--go-->The words of Kawashima, the chief of staff of Japan's Southeast Asia Expeditionary Force, undoubtedly surprised Ito. His eyes lit up and he urgently urged, "Kawashima-kun, please speak, I am all ears."

Kawashima said: "Commander-in-Chief, my method is to recruit all adult men among the Burmese in Yangon City to form a new Burmese volunteer team to assist the imperial army in defending the city. Are you old?

, sixteen to forty-five years old, in this way, we can add hundreds of thousands of people out of thin air, which is a force that cannot be ignored."

Ito leaned back, let out a disdainful "hum", and muttered in his heart: "What kind of clever method did I think, just pay attention to this bullshit? Those Burmese people who have not received any military training are placed in the imperial army.

On the contrary, it will reduce the combat effectiveness of the troops. Besides, if these inferior Burmese people attack again, won't the imperial army be asking for trouble?"

Ito knew very well what the Imperial Army soldiers did to these Burmese people after the Imperial Japanese Army occupied Yangon. They broke into doors, robbed money, and raped women. The Imperial Army soldiers did this frequently in Myanmar.

People hate the Imperial Army soldiers to the core. The Burmese hate the Chinese and the Japanese even more. They just don’t dare to show it on the surface. If these hidden dangers are brought to the front line, will Kawashima’s head get rusty?”

Seeing Ito's disdainful expression, Kawashima didn't care. He was confident that the general would be interested, and then said: "The Burmese Volunteer Corps does not form an army alone. After conducting simple military training, they are divided into groups.

among the various units of the army

Go and add five to eight people to each squad. In this way, in the squad-level combat unit of the Royal Army, the ratio of Royal Army soldiers to members of the Burmese Volunteer Team is five to one. Even if the Burmese retreat or switch sides,

The imperial army can also deal with it quickly."

When Ito heard this, he thought about it and sat up straight. "Kawashima-kun, please continue!" Kawashima continued: "We do not expect the Burmese volunteers to be able to repel the attack of the Japanese army.

, as long as these people rush to the front when a battle occurs, the Imperial Army soldiers will be relatively safe. As long as the members of the Burmese Volunteer Team are killed by soldiers of the *** Division, it will arouse their hatred towards the Chinese.

."

When it comes to Kawashima's words, Ito completely understood and was completely convinced. He wished he could keep Kawashima and take a few bites. His head is so damn valuable. It's not like that Nomura, who is as stupid as a pig. He has the right idea.

Now, based on Kawashima's method, Ito has improved the details. For example, members of the Burmese Volunteer Team who are related by blood can be organized into a small team.

As for the language barrier, which makes it difficult to command and implement the imperial army's intentions, Ito's method is more direct. Bayonets and bullets can explain all the problems. If the Burmese people cannot understand Japanese, can they still not understand the attitude of the imperial army?

My son was beaten to death by the Chinese. How can a father not fight desperately for revenge? There is no need to mobilize. The Burmese people themselves will find the soldiers of the army to fight for their lives. Likewise, the elder brother or younger brother is lying on his body covered in blood.

At their feet, the result would be the same. The more they discussed, the more excited they became. It was decided that Chief of Staff Kawashima would be solely responsible for this matter.

After talking about the serious business, Ito and Kawashima felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their bodies. The depressed emotions of a series of miserable defeats in the morning were swept away. Taking advantage of their mood, they ordered food and drinks, exchanged glasses, and got drunk.

, if you are in a good mood, you will naturally think of doing other things, otherwise, it will not be satisfactory. The two of them each hugged a coquettish female officer, waved goodbye, got into the room, and went to enjoy themselves.

Ito and Kawashima racked their brains to find a way. In contrast, Tang Qiuli was leisurely and comfortable, feeling that he had nothing to do. The battle command was taken by Brother Qiu Sheng, so he did not have to worry about it himself. The directly affiliated corps was commanded by Chang Feng and Feng Jiwu.

He and Li Honggang are both independent warriors. The only thing he is worried about is the safety of Chutian's Hawkeye team.

Tang Qiuli also considered whether to let Chutian and others withdraw from Yangon City. He consulted several generals for their opinions. Everyone agreed that the risk of withdrawing now was greater than continuing to lurk. According to the final result of the Eagle Eye Team

A telegram judgment, Yang

The Japanese army in the city stepped up their search for them, and the news was getting louder. If they surfaced at this time, they would be exposed to the gunfire of the Japanese army. The so-called "moving is worse than silence." After Tang Qiuli comprehensively weighed the pros and cons,

Agree with everyone's opinions.

The war situation in Yangon was relatively stable for the time being. Tang Qiuli was waiting for Japanese reinforcements. With nothing to do, he took Liu Xinlan to visit the mountains, rivers and temples near Yangon every day.

Scenic spots and historic sites, hunting in the mountains, and having fun picnics. Tang Qiuli's barbecue skills impressed Liu Xinlan. It was the most relaxing and leisurely time he had ever had since he sent troops to Myanmar.

During this period of time, the relationship between the two had undergone fundamental changes. Tang Qiuli enjoyed great happiness. Except for the girl who had not yet broken through the last hurdle, her body was touched all over by his pair of Lushan claws.

, Liu Xinlan is not as shy and angry as before, and she is half-offering and half-offering, somewhat trying to cater to her.

Tang Qiuli's mind seemed to have returned to his hometown in the northeast, playing with his friends in the forests and mountains. The years between the white mountains and black waters, the battlefield of blood and fire, and the exciting time of youth emerged from the depths of his memory.

Accompanying him is the first lover in his life, which gives him the illusion of going back in time.

In my memories, with nostalgia and sentimentality, I wander between the past and reality. In November, southern Myanmar is still green, except for a few yellow leaves that occasionally fall. Among the green bushes, a few maple leaves are red.

The sunshine during the day is still bright and warm, and I don’t feel that it is already early winter. In my hometown, at this time, the wind is howling and the snow is falling.

Tang Qiuli knew that he combined Liu Xinlan and Xiaoling into one in his heart. He knew even better that this was very unfair to Liu Xinlan. No woman wanted to be the other person in the eyes of a man.

A substitute for a woman, but he often couldn't tell whether it was Liu Xinlan or Xiaoling who was holding him in his arms.

This feeling was very uncomfortable. Seeing Liu Xinlan's happy face, he couldn't bear to reveal all his inner thoughts to this innocent girl who loved him. Perhaps, doing so would be more cruel, but he didn't

It was the right opportunity to speak. Yesterday, my wife Mei Ting, who was in Dingbian, and Mei Xue, who was staying in Kunming, received letters almost at the same time.

Mei Ting's letter was as earnest and caring as ever, just like the elder sister, telling him to pay attention to this and that. Looking at Mei Ting's letter, Tang Qiuli felt extremely peaceful in his heart, especially for him.

He was happy that Mei Ting told him in the letter that their baby would be born in just over a month, and that both parents would take care of him, so don’t worry about it!

Mei Xue's letter is an indescribable lovesickness, hot and crazy. "Qiu Li, my love, we have been apart from Kunming for more than two months. During the day, it is easy to pass the time when I am busy with work. At night, I return to stay."

In the place where we remember, under the lights, everything is as before, but without you, everything is boring."

"Every night, I fall asleep surrounded by your breath. I often wake up laughing from my dreams. I know that you are not with me, but I don't want to open my eyes. I would rather be immersed in a dreamlike feeling. Only then do I realize that I miss you so much.

Thank you for your hard work. In Kunming, I can often see various victory news on the Yangon front. The man I love is talked about by everyone, and he is almost a god-like existence."

"I am proud of this, because the victorious general is my husband. Everything is fine with me here. Don't worry about me. Of course, I have to work hard, otherwise, I will be left behind by you.

, Tang Qiuli’s wife should be above ordinary people, right? By the way, without me taking care of you, your life must be a mess, right? "

"I'm warning you, don't take advantage of the fact that my sister and I are not around to find another person to take care of you. Just kidding, it's normal for my husband to have other girls around him. Okay, let's just write this.

, I look forward to the day of reunion with you, which will come soon. I love your wife Mei Xue, and live in Kunming on November 8th."

Tang Qiuli did not go behind Liu Xinlan's back, and this was not a secret. After reading the letters from the two wives, Tang Qiuli felt warm and sweet in his heart. At the same time, there was also some distress. Mei Xue's joke was unfortunately true.

, these days, I am not with Liu Xinlan, I am not thinking about Shu. Of course, Mei Ting and Mei Xue both know about their past affairs in the Northeast.

They are not noisy, let alone jealous. What Tang Qiuli is distressed and embarrassed about is how to clearly distinguish Liu Xinlan and Xiaoling without hurting this simple girl. This idea makes him melancholy again, and the memories are sad.

The reality is happiness, wandering between sadness and happiness, torturing Tang Qiuli's heart.

The evening breeze in the valley brought a bit of coolness. Looking at the steaming sunset, which dyed half of the sky red, Tang Qiuli sat by a stream, sorting out his chaotic thoughts. In the distance, there were the busy figures of the special guards.

, the low voices of conversation seemed to come from the distant sky, everything was so quiet, so quiet that he felt lonely, not even Shan Hu came to accompany him.

A windbreaker was gently draped on him. Tang Qiuli turned his head. It was Liu Xinlan, smiling quietly, with bright eyes, looking at him with exploration and concern. Tang Qiuli smiled: "Xinlan, stay with me."

Sit down for a while."

Liu Xinlan obediently leaned on his shoulder and sat next to him. Then, she rested her head on his shoulder. A fragrance unique to her daughter's home enveloped Tang Qiuli like mist. He couldn't help but stretched out his arms to hug Liu Xinlan.

In her arms, the girl seemed to moan and sighed with satisfaction, "Qiu Li, are you worried?" Liu Xinlan asked leisurely. --over-->