After the most comfortable sleep he had in the past half a month, he ate breakfast and started to get busy again. The first thing he received was the two telegrams from yesterday. The people in Yu City didn't believe it, and the alliance army said they were coming to express their condolences. Zhou Heng knew that they were definitely here to check if the results were true.
"Call back the alliance command. You can come over and send fighter jets to escort them if necessary.”
After dealing with the telegram, the next thing was the question of whether the soldiers of the expeditionary army would stay or not. Not all the soldiers of the expeditionary army were willing to stay. Zhou Heng asked Lin Yi to count those who were willing to stay. Those who were unwilling to stay, he gave them two oceans and five cans of food and told them to find their original team.
There was also the problem of rewarding meritorious soldiers. The civilian army had a very bad habit of swallowing merit, especially the merit of the soldiers at the basic level. This was also why you could see many records of civilian generals dying heroically in battle, but it was difficult to see any soldier.
However, the people's army was different. Both the generals and the soldiers had their own. This was not a small matter. It had a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the army. Soldiers cared about honor the most. If their credit was taken away, they would definitely not fight bravely next time.
The remaining issues were the sending of the dead soldiers 'bodies home and the burial of the dead soldiers' bodies in the occupied areas. All of these needed to be properly resolved. Zhou Heng had to arrange all of them.
The last thing he needed to do was to deal with the problem of medicine sales. During his time on the battlefield, the sales of medicine did not decrease, but increased instead. The reason was simple. The Yunnan-Myanmar highway was broken, and it was even more difficult for the alliance army to transport supplies. They could only rely on the Tianzhu highway and the Hump Sea Route.
The Indian highway was even more difficult to travel than the Yunnan-Myanmar highway. They had to cross towering mountains, not to mention the Hump route, which was transported with the lives of American pilots.
In less than half a month, the medicine he left behind had been sold out. He had obtained three million silver dollars and various antiques, jades, jades, and so on that the system had evaluated to be worth thirteen million.
It was extremely difficult for these guys to get them to take real money. In this chaotic era, antiques and jade that were worthless were given very generously. They thought that they had taken advantage of Zhou Heng, but they did not expect Zhou Heng to earn more.
He was in urgent need of money now. He had no choice but to expand his forces. Relying on the original Third Regiment and the soldiers of the expedition army he had taken in as the foundation, he planned to expand his forces to about 30,000 people. This required a lot of money. He specially sent a message to Li Li to expand the sales of medicine and recruit talents at the same time.
It was already noon by the time the matter was settled, and the camp slowly regained its liveliness. These guys didn't even eat breakfast and slept until noon. They had no choice, they hadn't had a complete sleep in the past half a month, so Zhou Heng let them relax for a day.
He couldn't slack off like this tomorrow. Everything would return to normal. He had no choice. He had to race against time. Time was tight. The Japanese wouldn't come back just because they had retreated. It wouldn't be long before more Japanese arrived at the Nu River.
Just as Zhou Heng was having lunch, there was a call from the airport. Lieutenant General Stilwell, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese and American allied forces, had arrived by plane.
" He's here so soon. Why is Stilwell in such a hurry? He doesn't even want to escort us. He's really bold. Meng Fan, stop eating. Come with me to pick him up."”Zhou Heng shouted at Meng Fan, who was happily eating his rice noodles.
He had no choice but to finish the food in his bowl in two bites. Meng Fan followed Zhou Heng and the guards into a jeep and headed for the airport. On the tarmac, they saw He Jinming and the others with a dozen white people looking around the airport and chatting with each other.
The car stopped at the parking lot. He Jinming saw Zhou Heng arrive and let out a long sigh." Sir, you're finally here. This foreigner asked a lot of questions. My head is numb from all the questions. I'll leave him to you. I'll go train the rookies first."”
"Hey, Lieutenant Colonel He, I can understand Chinese. You lack basic respect for a lieutenant general like me.”Unexpectedly, Stilwell, who was not far away, began to speak Chinese.
This time, He Jinming was embarrassed. Without saying anything, he jumped into the jeep and ran away quickly, throwing the problem to Zhou Heng.
Stilwell, who had been in China for more than 20 years, was proficient in Chinese, so it was impossible to communicate secretly in Chinese. Zhou Heng walked over and shook Stilwell's hand.
"Welcome to Chanda, General Stilwell. I am Zhou Heng, the commander of the Third Independent Regiment of the Expeditionary Force.”Zhou Heng said politely.
Stilwell was already sixty years old, but he was still in good spirits. He was sizing up Zhou Heng with bright eyes.
"Hello, Colonel Zhou, as the commander of the alliance army, I heard that your troops had achieved a great victory by the Nu River, so I came to pay my respects.”
Stilwell got straight to the point. He really didn't want to wait any longer. He was under a lot of pressure now. The British, Chinese, and domestic countries were all questioning his leadership ability because they were losing ground. This made him anxious to use his results to shut up these people's mouths.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhou Heng frowned. He thought that Stilwell didn't believe in a great victory, so he was anxious to see the evidence. However, since he wanted to see it, he would let him.
"Alright, then let's go take a look at the results of the battle. We've already collected the corpses of the Japanese soldiers. If you don't come, then we'll have to bury them all in the afternoon. "Zhou Heng told Stilwell and the others to get into the car.
In the car, Stilwell began to ask about the battle, and Zhou Heng naturally told him the truth. At this time, Frank, who was following behind Stilwell, also asked Zhou Heng where they got the P47 and B25, which had just been installed on the Miligan plane.
Zhou Heng could only laugh and say that it was sent over by the arms dealer in America. As for how it was sent over, he could not say.
Such a mysterious appearance made Stilwell think that Zhou Heng was a warlord supported by some big shot in the country. It should be known that Americans loved to play games in this era. In Central and South America, the United Fruit Company of the United States often supported warlords to carry out coups in order to grow fruits. However, Stilwell did not understand why the big shot supported Zhou Heng so much and even gave him such a new fighter jet.
The group quickly arrived at the place where the Japanese corpses and weapons were placed. Looking at the corpses on the ground, a few of the accompanying American soldiers actually vomited, then expressed that they were not feeling well and did not continue looking.
Stilwell's eyes lit up when he saw the corpses and weapons. These were all genuine Japanese, and they weren't people who killed good people to take credit. China couldn't find so many short and strong young men. Most of them were thin and short due to malnutrition.
He quickly asked the accompanying reporters to take a few photos of him to show his heroic bearing. Then, he pulled Zhou Heng aside and said," Colonel Zhou, what conditions do you need to give me the command credit for this great victory?”
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