"Tuanzuo, is there really such a bridge in the place you mentioned?"

Long Wenwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the jeep, asked in surprise. At this time, he was following Liao Mingyu in driving to the Zhendong camp.

"Nonsense, I accidentally discovered it when Fanla and I went out two days ago. Speaking of this kid...did you notice that there was something wrong with him today?" Liao Mingyu, who was driving, suddenly asked.

"What's wrong?" Long Wenwen asked suspiciously.

"I just feel that his mood is a little strange. Maybe I'm overthinking it," Liao Mingyu said casually.

"Emotions? Then I should know. Didn't there be a letter from the regiment today? He seems to have received one too." Long Wenwen touched his chin and thought.

"Last time, that kid said that his parents thought he died in the war and no one would miss him. When I received the letter, I was so excited. It really is a war that lasts for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold."

Liao Mingyu raised his brows, and it turned out that this was what happened. Meng Fanglia must have received the letter from his father, and his parents were currently in Heshun Town on the other side of the river.

Liao Mingyu frowned, no wonder something was wrong with this kid today.

You must know that in the original time and space, Meng Fan finally deserted because of this letter. He wanted to sneak to the West Bank alone to reunite with his parents, but he was caught by Yu Division's patrol on the way.

He was tied to a wooden stake by the soldiers of the Yu Division and was not given food or drink, so that everyone in the division could watch his fate as a deserter, as a sign of imitation.

He was hung on the stake for three days and three nights. If Long Wenwen hadn't rescued him in the end, he would have died of thirst and sunburn just like those little Japs at the British airport.

The grandson should not have decided yet whether to go to the other side of the river. It seems that he will have a good talk with Meng Fan when he returns. Liao Mingyu thought in his heart...

Meng Fan was walking alone on the streets of Zenda, but the bright sunshine above his head could not warm his cold heart. Touching the letter from home in his trouser pocket, he was already confused.

He turned into a small alley, looked around and silently took out the letter when no one was around.

Shudderingly, I opened the envelope, and what I saw was the extremely familiar handwriting and my father's usual tone of voice.

Reading this almost torn letter home over and over again, Meng Fanle's face was already filled with tears.

"Woo...Woo"

His body leaning against the corner slid down weakly, and finally he collapsed on the ground and cried bitterly. He was afraid of being heard, so he gritted his teeth and did not dare to make too much noise, leaving only silent swallowing in the alley.

Stroking this yellow page, he knew... he was still a stray dog ​​with a family, his parents were close at hand but he couldn't get together with him...

Meng Fanle's hometown was in Peiping. In 1937, he joined the army, while his parents moved the family to the south to avoid the war.

It was the last letter he sent home before going to Burma, and it was actually his suicide note. The last sentence in the letter said resolutely: The war is imminent, and it is determined to be a benevolent!

Since that time, Meng Fanxiao has never sent a letter to his family again. He also understands that in this war-torn era, it is unknown where his parents are now, or even whether they are still alive...

The collapse of the expeditionary force spread wildly throughout the country, and Meng Fanle's parents also received the news and a suicide note from their son. However, the old couple still traveled thousands of miles to western Yunnan to look for their son, but ended up living in Heshun Town.

Maybe Meng Fanley's father was trying to escape the war, but he still came here with some hope to see if he could find his son.

A letter from home made him feel extremely homesick for his family, but what could he do in front of his regiment leader and his brothers? How could he have the shame to say such a thing to his high-spirited man?

There are little devils over there on the West Bank. Could it be that he left the army alone to find his parents? No, he couldn't do it. How could the regiment leader trust him so much and do such an animal thing?

Meng Fan was confused again. He was very confused now and really didn't know where to go.

…

Liao Mingyu drove his jeep and quickly arrived at the Zhendong camp. The area was bustling now. Long convoys were lined up on the road, and countless equipment and materials were piled up. The soldiers passing by stopped to watch.

Mi Long and Zhao Gongming were still smoking and making noise, but when the group leader arrived, they immediately stepped forward to greet them.

"Haha, thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhao." As soon as he got off the car, Liao Mingyu greeted the fat figure.

"Everywhere, this is what it should be." Zhao Gongming said with a smile.

"What's wrong? Your face is..." His face clearly showed signs of being beaten, and Liao Mingyu was too embarrassed to continue.

Zhao Gongming had a fat face with a swollen side, an obvious black mark around his left eye, and some cracks at the corners of his mouth, giving him a miserable look.

"Hey, Brother Liao, don't mention it. I got this beating just because of you."

Speaking of this, Zhao Gongming shook his head and sighed before slowly telling the reason for the incident.

It turned out that because the guns and ammunition exchanged by Liao Mingyu this time were too large, after the system arranged all the materials in place, the Kunming Transportation Station where Zhao Gongming was located also spent a lot of time in preparation.

The transportation vehicles alone were not enough. Fortunately, Liao Mingyu exchanged 10 more 968 trucks later, which made Zhao Gongming's transportation team heave a sigh of relief.

But it was the delay in time that caused unnecessary trouble. Suddenly a large amount of materials were delivered to the transportation station from the rear, which would definitely alarm some people with ulterior motives.

Then again, who wouldn’t be jealous after seeing these weapons changed? So there was a group of people eyeing their supplies.

"The temporary commander of the 26th Division is really useless. He came here with the prestige of Commander He of the Eighth Army and wanted to rob him! Is there any more kingly law? Is there still a rule of law?"

Zhao Gongming recounted the scene at that time with excitement: "Then I definitely can't agree, but that bastard was unreasonable because of his high position. I was beaten up by his soldiers when I tried to stop him."

Liao Mingyu squinted his eyes and said nothing, but a huge rage arose in his heart. If he dared to hit me, the relationship was finally settled.

In western Yunnan, where the emperor is far away, there is really no way to avoid this kind of robbery of military supplies. Some second-rate troops will use these crooked ideas if they cannot be replenished as quickly as possible.

Of course, the most important thing is that you have to have a good relationship, otherwise you will only make yourself embarrassed. This batch of equipment is beautiful at first glance, and the superiors will only give priority to the elite troops of the direct line, but obviously the so-called 26th Division does not care about this.

They even have greater credibility.

"What happened next? Captain Zhao must not have gone as he wished." Long Wenwen asked with a smile. If the equipment was really robbed, it would not have happened like this.

"That's for sure. I'll report it to Director Tang from our transportation station later. Guess what happened?"

Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "Not long after, the phone call came from the Ministry of Military Affairs. My grandson was so scared that he had to apologize to me. He couldn't say enough good things, haha...hiss...ah, it hurts."

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Chapter completed!