Age of Conquest Reborn

As a result of a fierce quarrel between Stilwell and MacArthur, Stilwell was demoted from the position of chief of staff to the commander of the Eighth Infantry Division. MacArthur's orders to Stilwell were even more ruthless.

One side.

The mission of the Eighth Infantry Division is to stop the Japanese 103rd and 104th Divisions of more than 40,000 people in the Hillai Mountains with less than 20,000 troops per division. Without the order of Commander-in-Chief MacArthur, the Eighth Infantry Division must not

Taking half a step back means that even if only one person is left, you, Stilwell, will still have to keep an eye on me.

Not only is it a disaster, it's almost like committing suicide. MacArthur is not afraid that Stilwell will find out that he just borrowed a knife to kill someone. What can you do? Of course, Stilwell can refuse to accept the order. That's easy to handle. The charge of disobeying military orders is waiting.

As for you, going to the front line to die or going to court martial, for a professional soldier like Stilwell, the outcome is about the same.

MacArthur gave his former chief of staff two choices. In fact, there was no choice. Moreover, MacArthur really needed a force to hold off the Japanese for a few days so that he could prepare for the battle to defend Manila. After much deliberation, he could only choose Shi.

Diwei has the courage, not the ability!

Stilwell knew better in his heart what kind of force the 8th Infantry Division was. It was a force in northern Luzon that defeated the Japanese all the way to Batangas. It was not fully organized and was said to be a division.

I'm afraid there are less than 10,000 troops. During the retreat, those young soldiers may have lost their heavy weapons halfway, but I have no choice but to accept the order.

The keenness of a soldier allowed him to see that if he lost the opportunity to encircle the two Japanese divisions in the Hillai Mountains and followed MacArthur's plan to defend Manila, the U.S. military would probably be surrounded by Japanese troops and eventually all of them would die.

Ending in Manila.

He didn't want to see this result, MacArthur bastard, but thousands of American soldiers were innocent. Therefore, he made a last effort to make suggestions to MacArthur. Asking for help from the Chinese Tang Qiuli, as long as Tang Qiuli's troops

, attacking from behind, the Japanese will be in chaos, and the dark clouds hanging over the US military will also dissipate.

Stilwell's words were sincere and full of sincerity. MacArthur was stunned when he heard it, and felt a surge of unbearability in his heart. In other words, he was appreciative. This guy didn't defend himself, or he was trying to push it away.

He knew clearly that he was going to die for an appointment, but he thought about himself instead. He was a true soldier. However, this sudden touch was immediately washed away by hatred and disappeared without a trace.

However, he didn’t want to kill them all. The sooner Stilwell died, the sooner the Eighth Infantry Division would be finished, and the worse it would be for his plan to defend Manila. "Commander Stilwell, you are no longer the chief of staff of the headquarters. This is not you."

For issues that you should be concerned about or consider, think more about how to complete the tasks I have assigned you. Of course, I will provide you with all possible supplements."

"I will add two heavy artillery regiments, one tank regiment, and two infantry regiments to the Eighth Infantry Division. In addition, the air force aircraft at the airport in southern Luzon will also provide your troops with necessary air support.

support!"

Stilwell said nothing more, and gave a dignified military salute. His tall body was slightly hunched, and he walked away unsteadily. From the beginning to the end, he never looked back. They had worked together for several years, had sincere cooperation, and more.

With the passing of General MacArthur, who had quarreled and had different opinions, several years of grievances and grievances came to an end. The two American generals who traveled across Asia became strangers and never crossed paths again in their lives.

Watching Stilwell's back go away, there was always a sneer of disdain on the corner of MacArthur's mouth. He defeated the smelly and hard Stilwell and sent him far away. There was no joy of victory in MacArthur's heart.

There is only endless restlessness and anxiety. Unless the Japanese stop attacking just because Stilwell is driven away, their crisis will not be resolved.

Ridiculous, asking for help from that Chinese Tang Qiuli? Only a brainless person like Stilwell would have such a naive idea. It is not about asking for help, but that the Chinese should fulfill their agreement. The war has been out for four days. If

Tang Qiuli didn't need to ask for help himself if he wanted to lend a helping hand. Besides, this cunning Chinese had countless excuses to delay time.

The simplest reason is that Tang Qiuli's troops are in the East India region. It can be transferred back to Indochina and it can be launched to attack the Japanese, but it will take time. Half a month is fine, a month is reasonable, and two months is nothing.

Problem, but by then, the Pacific War may have been settled.

MacArthur suddenly thought, if the British had not suffered heavy losses from the Japanese in Indochina, or had lost all their money by Tang Qiuli in East India, seeing such a situation, would the British, with their strong troops, have

Will they send troops to support themselves?

After thinking about it, there was no reason for the British not to send troops. MacArthur vaguely regretted that once the Japanese attacked the Indochina Peninsula and once Tang Qiuli attacked East India, he sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight twice and refused to lend a helping hand to the British.

If you are severely injured, to the point of dying, and unable to help yourself, does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?

MacArthur was thinking wildly and felt that his two moves were too bad. He took a long sigh and returned to the cruel reality. The danger posed by the Japanese still had to be solved by himself. What he had to do now was how

Organize the defense of Manila and hold on to the last American foothold.

At this moment, "Bang, bang, bang!" The wide open door of the office was knocked heavily. A lieutenant colonel peered in and knocked anxiously to see what he meant.

This movement woke up the commander-in-chief who was looking confused.

MacArthur frowned. He was familiar with this officer. He was the director of the Confidential Communications Division. In the past few days, he had brought bad news to him. He had already called this person an "unlucky bird!"

Seeing him, I felt indescribably bored, so MacArthur said in a bad tone: "The door is not closed, come in!"

The lieutenant colonel hurriedly came in and said with a forced joy on his face: "Report to the Commander-in-Chief that I have received a telegram from the Domestic Joint Chiefs of Staff in the name of His Excellency the President!" As he said this, he handed over a page of paper.

MacArthur was refreshed and felt refreshed. Thank God! God has opened his eyes. He finally waited for the response from those gentlemen and received instructions from the country. Everything is easy to handle. For those who are in fear, hesitation, and panic,

For MacArthur, this telegram was undoubtedly a beacon in the midst of being lost.

He grabbed the telegram, unfolded it, and read a few words, "The Joint Chiefs of Staff conveyed the instruction of His Excellency the President. General MacArthur, Commander of the Southeast Asia and South Pacific Regional Headquarters, immediately reported the specific battle situation in the Pacific Theater so that the Joint Chiefs of Staff could formulate practical plans."

A feasible plan. This telegram is extremely urgent. I will call you back immediately after receiving it. Your Excellency, the President, is looking forward to it!"

No more, just a few words without thinking, and I spent the past few days hoping day and night without any specific instructions. In four days, the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the Ministry of National Defense have not come up with anything.

A plan for the Pacific battlefield, are they all just for the sake of doing nothing? A bunch of pig heads, idiots and fools!

MacArthur was so angry that he cursed loudly in front of the lieutenant colonel. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "No, I have sent at least two telegrams to the Joint Chiefs of Staff every day for the past four days, although the specific situation is not clear.

, but the Joint Chiefs of Staff should know that the battlefield situation is very unfavorable to the US military. Based on this, increasing the strength of the US military in the South Pacific battlefield is the most basic response measure. Why is there no mention of it in the telegram?"

MacArthur's mind was a little numb, and he looked at the telegram carefully again suspiciously. It didn't matter, and he almost lost his temper. The date of receipt under the telegram was clearly 9:43 a.m. on June 1st.

In other words, this telegram arrived at my headquarters four days ago, and I didn't see it until today.

Why? MacArthur looked at the Lieutenant Colonel with a fierce look, and almost squeezed out the words from his throat, "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, can you tell me what is the reason for this? I didn't receive the domestic emergency telegram four days ago until today.

See?"

The Lieutenant Colonel was so frightened by the Commander-in-Chief's fierce eyes that he trembled and explained timidly: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, since the early morning of June 1st, after the Japanese army launched a large-scale attack on us, the Confidential Communications Department

Emergency telegrams were received from various battlefields, and they were like snowflakes.

It was being received all the time. The officer on duty was so busy that he put the domestic telegrams behind him. It was not until today, when I was cleaning up the telegrams, that I discovered this and a dozen more, all of which were received one after another.

It’s almost the same, but I didn’t bring it. If you want to see it, I’ll get it right away!”

With that said, he was about to walk out. This lieutenant colonel officer was also a smart man. He felt that the commander-in-chief was not in the right mood. He looked like he wanted to eat people alive. He also knew the importance of this kind of telegram, but

The mistake was in my own department, and I didn't dare not to report it. You can't hide it. In the future, if the headquarters and the country compare the drafts of the correspondence with each other, the truth will be revealed, and you won't get any good results!

The matter has already happened, and there is no way to avoid it, so I have to bite the bullet and pretend to announce the good news, hoping that the commander-in-chief can ignore the date of receipt of the telegram and get away with it. This matter is too big, and keeping it covered up will be even bigger, and it may lead to loss of head.

Yes, I can never bear the charge of delaying a military plane!

Unexpectedly, His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief noticed it. Looking at that face as black as the bottom of a pot, the Lieutenant Colonel's heart trembled wildly, his calves trembled, and he excused himself to get some other telegrams first.

Get away from the Commander-in-Chief who is about to go berserk, otherwise, a sudden thunder and lightning may blow you up to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside!

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