When Meng Shaoyuan arrived at Meimiao, a large number of officers and soldiers of the Chinese Expeditionary Force had gathered here.

The 200th Division and the New 22nd Division, which had just been withdrawn from the Tonggu front line, were sent to contact us by the 38th Division and the 96th Division.

But there is only one sentence to describe it:

Noisy!

Yes, chaos.

There was no one to direct and coordinate.

All the troops sent here can only think of their own solutions.

There are quite a few British people here, but the problem is that they don't seem to want to maintain order here at all.

The only thing they care about is that once the Chinese do something that they think is detrimental to the interests of the British Empire, they will immediately come up and shout loudly to stop them.

Perhaps in the eyes of these British people, they should be more wary of their own allies, not their enemy the Japanese!

When the Japanese came, they just ran away.

However, if the Chinese are allowed to do whatever they want in Burma, the dignity of the gentlemen of the British Empire will most likely be lost.

I don’t know what these gentlemen of the British Empire are thinking.

Meng Shaoyuan thought of a sentence:

Don’t be afraid of opponents who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs!

If you don’t believe me, take a look at the two expeditionary armies that fought in Tonggu, not to mention the 200 divisions.

The New 22nd Division is not as mechanized as the 200th Division, but it is also a first-rate unit in the national army.

The general is the soul of the soldier.

Qiu Qingquan, the former commander of the New 22nd Division, was a top student at Huangpu Military Academy and ranked first in every exam in all subjects.

Went to the German Army University for further studies, studying under Guderian.

When the war started, he took the lead and was the first to get on the tank. He was known as "Crazy Qiu".

Graduated from the French Army University majoring in mechanized cavalry. He does not smoke, drink, or play cards. He is a moral model of integrity and self-discipline.

But when the war started, there was a second "Crazy Qiu".

This is what Jiang Baili called "the first soldier in Hunan after Cai E".

Under the training of Qiu Qingquan and Liao Yaoxiang, the New 22nd Division was a group of soldiers who howled like wolves.

But it was the trump cards of these two Chinese armies, and with the "full support" of the British, a good battle suddenly turned into a defensive battle and a breakout battle.

Meng Shaoyuan was really speechless.

He took a platoon of soldiers as the vanguard of the advance battalion and arrived in Meimiao first in a truck.

Several British troops, led by a major, stopped the truck.

Meng Shaoyuan signaled, and Li Zhifeng jumped out of the truck with two guards.

The British second lieutenant said a few words arrogantly.

Li Zhifeng has been following Chief Meng for such a long time, and he has learned a lot of English.

I heard that the other party wanted to commandeer their truck.

"no!"

Li Zhifeng flatly refused.

How could the British major have imagined that a Chinese soldier would dare to refuse his request?

He immediately chattered a lot.

Although Li Zhifeng's English is poor, he still understands a few "national curses" in English.

Without thinking, he spit out a mouthful of phlegm with a "poof" sound.

The British Major was startled, and then roared in anger.

"Pooh"!

Li Zhifeng's second mouthful of phlegm flew over and hit the major in the face.

The major was furious and was about to attack, but he never expected that Li Zhifeng had already pulled out a gun and pointed it at him.

When did a dignified officer of the British Empire ever encounter such a thing, and when did he encounter such humiliation?

But the other party is obviously a tough guy.

"What kind of situation is this?"

At this moment, Meng Shaoyuan walked out of the truck and asked slowly.

"Sir, the British want to steal our car."

Li Zhifeng said angrily.

"For the record, the vanguard of the 200th Division of our Chinese Expeditionary Force arrived at Meimiao and was robbed by the British army. Our officer Li Zhifeng was insulted by the British officer and rose up to resist."

Meng Shaoyuan said and sneered: "Stand at attention and salute!"

The British major was puzzled.

Meng Shaoyuan's face turned serious: "We are the Allied Forces, I am a lieutenant colonel, and you are a major. When junior officers see senior officers, they are arrogant and rude. Is this the upbringing of your British officers?"

Seeing that the British major had not made any move, Meng Shaoyuan said coldly: "Set up the machine gun for me. If you don't respect the officer, take them all away for interrogation!"

The arrogant British officer met a group of even more arrogant Chinese soldiers.

The British Major was about to break his face, so he reluctantly raised his hand and saluted.

"Get out!"

Meng Shaoyuan said in a deep voice: "Remember, if something like this happens again, it won't end so easily. Get out!"

"Yes, sir."

The British major took his men and fled in embarrassment.

"If you encounter such a situation in the future, don't talk nonsense." Meng Shaoyuan patted the dust on his clothes: "When dealing with British people who deserve a beating, talking nonsense to them is a waste of words. The best way is to beat them!"

"yes!"

All the guards answered loudly.

When did you ever suffer a loss when following your superior?

Don't care if it's British or American.

"Secretary, you have recorded it clearly for me. The British major contradicted his superiors, was disobedient to discipline, was arrogant and unreasonable, and destroyed the friendship between the Allies."

When Meng Shaoyuan said this, he did not forget to add: "Damn it, my people can only be bullied by me, so why do the British come to join in the fun?"

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Meimiao's disorder was still far beyond Meng Shaoyuan's imagination.

The liaison officers with various numbers don't know where to find whom.

However, with the arrival of Meng Shaoyuan, all this quickly changed.

A sign saying "Coordination Office of the China-Burma-India Theater Command" was hung up.

Meng Shaoyuan appointed himself as the director of the department.

"Sir, you are seeking death." Li Zhifeng tutted: "You are too brave to set up a coordination office privately. w Our chairman of the committee is the commander-in-chief of the China-Burma-India War Zone. In ancient times, you were a fake

Those who spread the imperial edict will be punished by the nine tribes."

"Li Zhifeng, you will be my cousin from now on."

"Ah, why?"

"Otherwise, it won't be your turn when the nine tribes are killed."

…

"Principal, our liaison officers from various ministries have arrived in Mei Miao. Your formation will be in early April, and a high-level military meeting will be held in Mei Miao."

"got it."

"One more thing, Meimiao has put up a sign saying 'Coordination Office of the General Headquarters of the China-Burma-India Theater'."

"Oh, there's this other thing? Who did it privately?"

"Who else but that man has such courage?"

"who?"

The chairman was startled and then reacted: "Meng Shaoyuan?"

"That's right, it's Meng Shaoyuan."

"This man is getting more and more courageous. He hangs up such a big sign without my permission, which is enough to be shot."

The chairman could not tell how angry he was, he just shook his head: "However, he still did a good job in Tonggu. My husband, Xu Guo, does not need to see me off, he is like a real soldier.

Let him go fooling around first and see what play he is going to sing in Meimiao. If he does well, forget it. If he doesn't do well, Dai Yunong won't be able to protect him this time. He'll be fooling around all day long!"
Chapter completed!