Chapter 462: Extremely Poor Students
"You mean to say...... It is impossible for the Chinese forces to win, right? Roosevelt asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Anything is possible! Mr. President! MacArthur replied: "I just think that the chances of victory for the Chinese army are very small!" ā
"What do you think is the problem?"
"Not enough troops!" MacArthur replied: "There are 300,000 Japanese troops stationed in Northeast China, and only 150,000 Chinese troops...... With 150,000 men, it was not easy to annihilate 300,000 Japanese troops. Not to mention...... Even if they do, they will have to face a constant stream of enemies from other directions around them! It's not something 150,000 people can do! ā
"So...... How many troops do you think will be needed to win this battle? Roosevelt asked.
MacArthur thought for a moment and replied, "Conservative estimate...... At least half a million are needed! ā
MacArthur's estimate may be correct, because in history, when the Soviet army sent troops, it sent one million people, but the one million troops fought against the Kwantung Army in more than 20 days, and if it was discounted, 500,000 people should be able to do it.
"God!" Hearing this, Roosevelt shook his head slightly: "It is impossible for the Chinese side to send so many troops!" And we don't have any extra troops......"
After thinking about it, Roosevelt said, "But...... Why does that Chinese colonel seem to be confident! ā
"Mr. President!" MacArthur smiled lightly and replied, "Let me answer your question!" I think...... This should be linked to the combat experience of this Chinese colonel in the Pacific theater! ā
"Huh?"
"We know that this Chinese colonel fought smoothly in the Pacific theater!" MacArthur went on to say: "In fact, the Chinese forces under his command were almost undefeated. Of course, the Chinese colonel did not realize that a large part of the reason why his unit was able to achieve such results was due to American equipment and naval and air firepower...... Without such a clear understanding, the Chinese colonel already considered himself invincible, and then took it for granted that if he was given a few more troops, he would be able to change the whole battle with these troops! I gotta say, Mr. President, this is very dangerous! ā
Roosevelt nodded in agreement, after all, with more than 100,000 men, he had to defeat an enemy who was several times his size, and he still had to hold the northeast...... It's almost a fantasy.
"Fortunately......" said Roosevelt, "it's not a bad thing for us!" ā
MacArthur nodded, and of course he understood what Roosevelt meant...... It was the Chinese troops who participated in the battle, and the dead and wounded were also Chinese, and the United States was just providing some supplies, equipment, and firepower reinforcements, so that the Japanese and the Chinese could fight together.
Even if the plan of the Chinese troops is not successful in the end, and the Chinese troops are besieged or even annihilated by the Japanese in the northeast, it will be able to consume a large number of Japanese, which is exactly what the United States wants.
"So!" Roosevelt said: "We still have to provide supplies and help to this Chinese force as much as possible!" Do you understand? ā
"Of course, Mr. President!" MacArthur smiled, "To help them, and to help ourselves." ā
After MacArthur left, Roosevelt said to himself: "It seems that it is better to keep in touch with the Soviets...... Although the Chinese colonel was right that the conditions of the Soviets had ulterior motives, we had no other choice! ā
Then Roosevelt sighed again: "It's just a pity for that Chinese colonel......"
If Zhang Chi heard these words, he was afraid that there would be 10,000 "grass and mud horses" galloping past in his heart...... Roosevelt was eating from the bowl and staring at the pot, and he was ready to make China lose its troops and interests, and he was completely using the Chinese troops as pawns rather than allies.
But then again, the politics between countries seems to be so ugly, that is, it is completely from the perspective of their own national interests, and it is normal in this respect.
At this time, of course, Zhang Chi didn't know this, and he didn't have time to think about it, all his thoughts were thinking about how to enter the northeast to fight.
At this stage, Zhang Chi found two people.
The first one to look for is a very poor student...... In the past, Zhang Chi would often get together with his old comrades-in-arms such as the special poor students and the devil, but as Zhang Chi's position became higher and higher, there were more and more things, and on the other hand, the old comrades-in-arms of the original army were also transferred to various units to be cadres or something, so it was difficult to get together.
For example, this extremely poor student was promoted to the commander of the third battalion because of his excellent performance on the battlefield.
"Master!" The extremely poor student was very excited when he saw Zhang Chi, he happily saluted Zhang Chi, and then couldn't help asking: "Master, I heard...... Are we going to fight back home? Is it true?! ā
"You're pretty good, huh?" Zhang Chi did not deny it.
"The meaning of the master seat is...... Are we really going to fight back home? Hearing this, he couldn't help but be full of surprise, he thought that Zhang Chi would say that this was a military secret or something, but he didn't expect Zhang Chi to admit it so simply.
"Yes!" Zhang Chi replied: "And we still fight back to the Northeast!" ā
"Really...... Really! Hearing this, the extremely poor student couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and asked with a face full of disbelief: "But this is ...... That's the back of the devil, alas, what kind of play?! ā
Zhang Chi pulled the extremely poor student to sit down on the chair and asked, "You are from the Northeast!" ā
"Yes, Master!" The extremely poor student patted his chest: "If it's fake, I'm from Shenyang!" ā
"Are you familiar with the terrain of the Northeast?" Zhang Chi asked.
"It has to be cooked!" The extremely poor student replied, and then asked suspiciously: "Master...... This time you really want to hit the Northeast?! ā
"Of course, I can't lie to you?" Zhang Chi smiled wryly: "What? Not happy?! ā
"Look at what you said, how is that...... Can you be happy? The extremely poor student replied anxiously: "That's it...... It's a bit like telling my father, his old man is looking forward to me going back to my hometown! But now that I really want to fight back, he doesn't know anything! ā
Hearing this, Zhang Chi couldn't help but be silent, somehow felt that his nose was a little sour, and after a while, Zhang Chi sighed and said, "This really can't be, wait until this battle is over!" Wait until the battle is over...... I'll definitely bring this to his old man! ā
"I understand! Division! The special poor student nodded heavily: "Military secrets, if this is known to the little devils, then the losses of our troops will be great!" ā
Zhang Chi patted the shoulder of the extremely poor student heavily. (To be continued.) )