In a blink of an eye, it was already mid-February 1941.

At this time, a full month had passed since the Battle of Xidanghe.

Over the past month, the 25th Japanese Army has been blocked on the east bank of the Xidang River and has never been able to advance. The Xidang City has always been firmly in the hands of the 27th Army of Yang Sen.

However, the 27th Army also paid an extremely heavy price.

To this day, there are only less than a thousand soldiers in the two divisions of the 27th Army, including more than 8,000 officers and soldiers.

Looking at the sparse queue in front of him, Yang Sen couldn't help but feel sad. When he first left Sichuan, although his 27th Army was not as strong as a strong army, it was also full of people, with nearly 20,000 people.

But now, the entire army has added up, and it is even less than a group of troops.

Even though Yang Sen had rich experience and even participated in the War to Protect Yuan and the National Protection, he couldn't help but shed tears at this time.

"Brothers, I, Yang Sen, are sorry for you." Yang Sen choked and said, "When I left Sichuan, I personally promised you that I would bring you all back to Sichuan alive and return you to your parents, your women and your wives and children, but now I, Yang Sen, are going to break my promise."

In the ruins, more than a thousand Sichuan soldiers were silent.

Almost all the surviving officers and soldiers had dull eyes and expressionless faces.

To be honest, no one has been indifferent after experiencing such a high-intensity war.

After all, humans are flesh and blood, and they have feelings after all. They cannot do it like machines. As long as they are oil or powered, they can continue to operate until they are scrapped!

To be honest, the more than a thousand Sichuan soldiers who survived in the end have already abandoned the war.

In other words, the more than a thousand Sichuan soldiers who survived in the end were already scared.

"Master!" In the silence, a veteran fell to his knees in the ruins on the ground and burst into tears, "We have been in Xidang City for a whole month. The mission should be completed, right? Can we retreat to Liao?"

This sentence immediately aroused the consent of the other surviving officers and soldiers, and they burst into tears for a moment.

Yang Sen was also crying like rain, nodding repeatedly and said, "By the enemy, our mission is completed and completed is little. We can retreat and bring the ashes of the fallen brothers, and we will win back!"

"Retreat!" Li Yueshen ordered and the team began to evacuate.

...

In Yangon, the head of the Myanmar War Zone.

Wang Geng quickly walked into the war room and reported to Zhong Yi: "General Director, the preparations for the Myanmar Army Officer's School have basically been completed, but we will soon withdraw to Myitkyina."

Zhong Yi said: "This is only temporary, I will be back sooner or later."

"That's it." Wang Geng nodded and said, "According to the instructions of the General Officer's School, half of the students recruited by the Burmese Army Officer's School account for half, and the remaining ethnic groups and overseas Chinese children account for half."

Zhong Yi said: "Myanmar's population is the majority of the Burmese people, so it is necessary to recruit more Burmese students. In the future, control of Burmese must also be based on the hands of Burmese people, otherwise it will not be possible for us overseas Chinese alone."

After a pause, Zhong Yi said again: "However, the teaching of the Myanmar Army Officer School must insist on using Chinese. The official not only cannot use Burmese, but also English!"

"I understand." Wang Geng said, "We must cultivate the love of Burmese students for Chinese culture."

"Yes, we must focus on cultivating the love of Burmese students for Chinese culture." Zhong Yi nodded and said, "You should focus on observing the ideological trends of Burmese students. If you find that those with strong nationalist tendencies are placed in another book, they will not be used. Students who have a good impression of Han culture will be used. They should be arranged to be used in all important positions of the Myanmar United Army."

"I understand." Wang Geng nodded and said, "As long as I have time, I will talk to the students of the Myanmar Army Officer School, track their ideological trends, and if they find it appropriate, I will immediately arrange to serve as the chief officer in the Myanmar Joint Army."

Zhong Yi nodded gently and said, "Also, Brother Shouqing, you must always remember that there is no eternal friendship in this world, nor does it have eternal hatred, only interests are eternal! Therefore, not only because these Burmese students have a good impression of Han culture, we think everything is good, but we should give them benefits, and tie them into a whole with the Chinese and overseas Chinese through interests to form a relationship of interest that will prosper and lose together. Only in this way can we last forever!"

"I understand." Wang Geng nodded solemnly when he heard this. He still understood these principles.

While the two were talking, the adjutant Zhang Shiliang suddenly walked in with a telegram.

"General, attend the seat." Zhang Shiliang stood attentively, saluted Zhong Yi and Wang Geng respectively, and said, "I just received a telegram from the 27th Army that they had withdrawn from Xidang City and were heading towards Ruijin along the east bank of the Xidang River."

Zhong Yi nodded and asked in a serious tone: "How many officers and soldiers are left in the 27th Army now?"

Zhang Shiliang looked gloomy on his face and replied: "In addition to some staff officers from the Army Command, there are more than 1,000 left in the 27th Army."

Zhong Yi was silent for a moment, and then said, "Tele to the 27th Army that after more than a thousand remaining troops arrived in Ruijin, let them demobilize and return to China. They have made enough sacrifices for the country and the people, and we can no longer ask for more. So, let them go back to Sichuan Province to reunite with their parents, wife and children."

"Ah?" Wang Geng said in surprise, "Why do the Chief Executive treat the remnants of the 27th Army very well?"

"Because their military achievements are great enough! If they hadn't been in Xidang City for a month, there would have been no victory in the Battle of Xidanghe!" Zhong Yi said in a deep voice, "More importantly, this month's lonely army guarding the city has caused serious trauma to their psychology, and they are no longer suitable to continue to stay in the army."

War PTSD syndrome is very scary.

A lonely army like the 27th Army defends the city, which is most likely to suffer from war PTSD.

Therefore, Zhong Yi must be responsible for these more than a thousand officers and soldiers. While their illness is not serious and they are still saved, they will be demobilized and returned to Sichuan Province. I believe that with the company and comfort of their relatives, the trauma in their hearts will slowly recover.

In short, these more than a thousand remaining soldiers are no longer suitable for staying in the army and can only be demobilized.

After pausing, Zhong Yi said again: "I will telegraph Brother Hesun again and ask him to prepare fifty dollars in retirement for the demobilized veterans, and everyone will pay the money when they arrive in Kunming and will not be owed!"

Is it more than fifty dollars? Actually, it’s not much, only two hundred dollars.
Chapter completed!