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Chapter 89: One Hundred Thousand Soldiers' Souls (Part 2)(2/2)

It has been blocked by the 56th Division, a powerful brigade that can compete and is known as the "Dragon Division". In a short period of time, it is absolutely impossible to break through a large army with tank regiments, automobile regiments, heavy artillery regiments, and aviation troops support it. With the current morale of the Chinese army, it is absolutely impossible.

Even if Du Yuming refused, according to Alexander's judgment, the politicians in the Chinese government would still nod in agreement. Even if these tens of thousands of Chinese soldiers retreated to India as refugees and accepted the management of their British government, it would be better than being completely wiped out by the Japanese army in Myanmar?

Besides, when did the weak Chinese government stand up straight when facing their British Empire?

Those who attended the military meeting with Du Yuming were also Luo Zhuoying, who was sent by Chiang Kai-shek to Myanmar to serve as the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Expeditionary Force in order to mediate the conflict between the Chinese, British and American coalition forces.

Luo Zhuoying quietly pulled Du Yuming and whispered: "It is related to the life and death of tens of thousands of brothers in the Expeditionary Army. We should report to Chongqing first and wait for Chairman Jiang to decide..."

Looking at Luo Zhuoying's private movements, although he couldn't hear clearly and didn't understand what he was whispering, the smile on Alexander's face became even stronger.

Look, he was not wrong. Through the bloody battle in Myanmar, Alexander agreed that there are warriors who are fearless in the Chinese army, but they are used to it, and among the Chinese, there are no shortage of cowards who are timid and afraid of things!

"Decision? What's the point of deciding?"

Du Yuming turned his head and looked at the man who was sitting beside him with a strange look, with a big belly, without any military demeanor and character, but could be valued by Chiang Kai-shek.

Looking at Luo Zhuoying's face full of desire and enthusiasm, Du Yuming's surprise was slowly replaced by thick shavings.

"Dear Commander Luo Zhuoying, I think you will not forget Xie Jinyuan and his 800 warriors, right? At that time, our gentleman British allies, our noble and humane British allies, also persuaded Xie Jinyuan to lead the 800 warriors in the Sihang Warehouse to retreat through their British concessions, what was the result?"

Facing Du Yuming's inquiry, Luo Zhuoying was really stunned.

The story of Xie Jinyuan and the Eight Hundred Warriors not only once became the front page of the newspaper, but also was filmed as a TV and compiled into a drama, and was widely circulated on the land of China. How could he not know the hero’s experience and the ending of the hero?

"I respect Xie Jinyuan's character and his perseverance. I sigh that such a soldier did not die on the battlefield, but under the imprisonment and custody of his allies.

Whenever I think of this person and what happened to him, I often think in my heart, what would I do if Du Yuming, I encountered such a situation?"

In front of everyone, Du Yuming straightened his waist, a reluctance that could only be an iron-blooded soldier, and a violent murderous aura that was like Jing Ke assassinating Qin stinged Alexander's eyes in an instant.

The calm smile on Alexander's face finally disappeared.

Of course he has a considerable vision to be the commander of the British Army in Myanmar. Of course, he should understand that the man in front of him is a sword, a sword that would rather be broken than bent, a sword that is stronger, sharper, and less humiliated than Xie Jinyuan!

Du Yuming looked directly at Alexander and said in a deep voice: "I will break the deadlock with my net!"

At this point, the negotiations between Du Yuming and Alexander have officially broken down. Du Yuming glanced at Luo Zhuoying with contemptuous eyes and looked at Luo Zhuoying, who was full of dissatisfaction and was even more dissatisfied, and said: "If you think you should ask Chongqing for instructions and Chairman Jiang for instructions, that is your freedom.

But I, Du Yuming, will never change my mind unless I am no longer the commander of the Fifth Army!"

After saying these words, Du Yuming grabbed his military cap and saluted Stilwell seriously. With so many people present, only this three-star lieutenant general who had no soldiers and power but was working hard was qualified to be respected by him.

Looking at the soldier who was in front of him who fully interpreted the character of "knowing that there is a tiger in the mountains, he tended to go to the tiger mountain" and felt his impeccable will in his heart, Stilwell suddenly smiled, "Although we were defeated this time, I think that as long as there are soldiers like you, we will soon be back from the counterattack!"

After listening to the translated words, Du Yuming nodded slightly to Stilwell, then corrected his military cap, and took great steps to get out of this place that fully demonstrated the ugliness of politics, making him, a professional soldier, feel too depressed.

Seeing the West gradually sinking, but still emitting the last light and heat of the sunset, looking at the empty blue sky and the earth, looking at the endless quiet mountains in the distance, an indescribable loneliness and helplessness suddenly surrounded Du Yuming.

"Can I really bring these tens of thousands of brothers back to China safely? Is it really correct that I rejected Alexander's proposal?"

If you are not in Du Yuming's position, you will definitely not understand, let alone understand his feelings.

It is a kind of burden that faces enemies and walking on thin ice every step. If you are not careful, you will be wiped out. You must be responsible for tens of thousands of subordinates and bear the burden!
Chapter completed!
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