"The situation is not optimistic."

The intelligence officer replied:

"The Germans are on the offensive fiercely and have already advanced the front by two hundred kilometers·····"

After a brief report, the intelligence officer left a lot of information and left, leaving Qiu Fatzi to think about life alone.

From the slightly frowning brow, Qiu Fatzi was obviously not in a good mood at this time.

This is normal.

Although the bearded man restrained most of the main army of the mustache, the battle on the Eastern Front was lost, and he was defeated and retreated, with heavy losses. In addition, the Overlord Plan on the Western Front did not advance an inch for five months, and hundreds of thousands of troops were still trapped in the small Normandy Shoal, relying on the strong firepower and air force cover of the Navy to not be driven into the sea.

Even the crown of the British Empire has been touched by the little devils, although it has not been taken off yet, but it is estimated that it is almost the same.

Although the joint bombing was a great success, the cities of Mustache fell into ruins, and a large number of people were displaced, but that was all, and later intelligence investigation found that this bombing did not seem to have any effect on Mustache's supplies, a large number of tanks, planes entered the army, and even those displaced people were provided with sufficient supplies and food.

Although the British Empire had supplies provided by the lame, and the Lend-Lease Act seemed to be a prostitution, the bombs that fell on the British Isles, the pilots who fell on the mustache's territory, and the soldiers who died on the front line were all really hurt.

are weakening the empire of the sun never setting point by point.

It's strange that Qiu Fatzi can be in a good mood.

This battle continues, even if it is won in the end, there will be nothing to do with the British Empire in the future world, and the empire that has exhausted the last dollar in its pocket in this war will really have to set sunset.

"What should I do?"

Qiu Fatzi pondered hard to find a way to break the game.

He needs to find a way to consume more of his allies' strength in the next battle, reduce the attrition of the British Empire, and win the right to speak in the world after the war for the British Empire.

Of course, the final victory in the war must be guaranteed on the premise that the Allies will win the war.

But the problem is, he really doesn't have many cards in his hand.

Although the ancestors were generous, the world's first few centuries of the British Empire never set, and the family property left behind was envied all over the world, but the deficit of several decades is really not much.

Conscription in the Commonwealth is already the limit, and there are already quite a lot of complaints in many places, and the huge casualties have increased the voice of opposition, and there is a great tendency to break away, and if it is strengthened, there will definitely be problems.

There are not a few drops of oil and water in Africa except for the diamond.

As for the crown, there is a lot of spare power, and the Sikh soldiers are the best cannon fodder, and they are in demand wherever they are, but where they have been touched by the little devils, they can't do it.

And these are almost all Commonwealth, their own people.

So...

After thinking about it, Qiu Fatzi set his eyes on Yunnan and Burma.

Here, too, there is an allied force.

They have a lot of combat experience, they are very good, their numbers are increasing all the time, they have been fighting the little devils here lately, they have won many victories, and most importantly, the commander of this army is different from the group that disgusted him.

Yes.

Giving a little benefit and mobilizing this part of the forces to go to the crown to deal with the little devils will not only alleviate the current situation in the subcontinent.

can also avenge the disgusting revenge before.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Qiu Fatzi finally felt better.

······

Meanwhile.

Mountain city.

"Commander."

Fang Ligong walked into the headquarters of the 358th Regiment:

"Four hundred and fifty-seven left."

Fang Ligong went straight to the point, and his tone was very calm at this time, as if it was a very small matter.

"Got it."

Chu Yunfei nodded calmly.

Those who are still left are all his hardcore subordinates, basically veterans who came out of Heyuan County, of course, he paid a large part of the military salary out of his own pocket is the main reason.

Even if it is not as good as the price of Li Yunlong's group, it is much better than other troops.

"There was a riot in the 337th regiment, more than a hundred people left, something happened, and now there are only a dozen left."

Fang Ligong then continued.

In terms of the proportion of the number of people, the personnel loss of the 358th Regiment was similar to that of the 337th Regiment, which was also the main force of the Jin Sui Army, but the 358th Regiment did not impose personnel restrictions, and the 337th Regiment was all blocked, prohibiting anyone from entering and leaving at will.

The situation is very different.

"Hmph."

Chu Yunfei sneered.

He had expected this.

The 337th Regiment is a microcosm, representing the situation of most of the other troops, and it is also the general situation of their own country today.

In the current situation of the troops, this is equivalent to a cold and fever, and they directly throw it into cold water to cover up the problem and steal the bell. Not to mention treating the symptoms but not the root cause, according to Li Yunlong's words, this is not to solve the problem, but to solve the person who found the problem.

It's true that a bad hand is still a bad game.

Absolutely!

Fang Ligong didn't speak, nor did he pick up the topic, but lowered his head and was silent, he used to be hardcore and hated Li Yunlong and others, but now, according to the current situation, no matter what he does, he can't do anything.

"You go get ready."

Chu Yunfei waved his hand and said:

"We're going abroad."

"Abroad?"

Fang Ligong was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood in his heart.

Now that the American father is stuck in the quagmire of Europe, his support for preserved fruits is not as strong as before, and the promised $500 million and the Golden Yuan Coupon Plan are also stillborn, and some of that money is directly sent to Li Yunlong to buy technology and medicine.

The last hope is gone.

But the people at the top will definitely not sit still.

Even if they know that they have no chance of winning, it is inevitable that those people with vested interests will not be able to let go of the interests in their hands, and they are still trying to return to the Central Plains in their hearts.

Although the Japanese are declining and there is almost no threat, it can be seen from the 358th Regiment that those troops in the country, even if they are teaching the corps, are no better, and a large number of talents have been lost, let alone returning to the Central Plains, no one else has to do anything, and they don't even have to make moves, and if they maintain the current situation, their own side will collapse by themselves.

Militarily, there is no hope at home.

As a result, outside, the troops, which were provided by the Americans with logistical supplies and military salaries and materials, became hope.

A steady stream of elite troops were transferred abroad to join that force, especially the teaching brigade, and a large number of elite young officers were drawn into that unit to strengthen their control.

The size has doubled in a short period of time.

And the Americans seem to be happy to see this, even after the center of gravity turns to Europe, they still provide sufficient logistical supplies and military pay.

The two sides hit it off, and naturally that force was getting bigger and bigger, of course, during the period, it also recovered a lot of territory and eliminated a lot of devils, but it also suffered a lot of losses and fought a lot of defeats.

At present, he is still at war with the devils.

This time it was finally their turn.

"When are you leaving?"

Fang Ligong straightened his collar.

This is a good thing, leave here, so as not to be upset, as for relying on this army to return to the Central Plains, in Fang Ligong's opinion, it is completely wishful thinking.

The troops outside are indeed very strong, with all American weapons, full salaries, and high morale, especially after the shift of the Americans' center of gravity, they have received a large amount of equipment and increased their strength.

A standard division of 8,000 people has more than a dozen 105 howitzer regiments.

But so what?

In comparison, Li Yunlong's group, a small regiment of 4,000 people, has more than a dozen 105 howitzers, more than a dozen 120 heavy mortars to supplement, as well as a large number of artillery pieces of other calibers, as well as individual recoilless guns.

The main force is the initial realization of mechanization.

Not to mention Li Yunlong's armored forces.

Far from it.

Moreover, Li Yunlong chased the devils all over the mountains and fields, and the flames of war burned to the local area of the little devils, and tens of thousands of tons of bombs were dropped.

The gap is clear at a glance.

Still want to call back?

"A week later."

Chu Yunfei also has the same mentality:

"We must first expand the army, replenish the troops, and then set out after 3,000 men."

It's better to get out of here and fight the devils outside than to watch these fools ruin the family business. Although there are a lot of troubles in the army, they will not be so disgusting.

······

The other side.

Tokyo.

"Yo Si."

In the underground Prime Minister's Office, Ishihara Waner and Mitsumasa Yonechi looked at the telegram sent by Yamamoto, and their tones were delighted:

"Now, there will be no shortage of grain, iron ore and copper ore."

Although the subcontinent itself is not well mineralized, there happen to be some iron ore and copper ore, as well as other metal mines, which the British Empire has built to expand production very quickly, and the abundant railways are easy to transport.

The devil also happened to lack these ores, and after Yamamoto occupied it, he began to transport them to the country in large quantities, which made Ishihara Wanji and Mitsumasa Yonechi overjoyed.

The oil fields in Southeast Asia are being repaired, and air defense measures have also been strengthened, anti-aircraft balloons have been added, anti-aircraft guns have been added, and a certain camouflage has been made, which the enemy has failed to destroy after repeated bombing.

When the food and minerals of the subcontinent arrive, the empire will completely solve the problem of lack of resources, and then it can start to reserve forces.

As for the bombing.

The two weren't too worried.

Although the scale of the enemy's bombing exceeded the phenomenon of two people, with more than 10,000 tons of bombs falling every day, it was extremely stupid in choosing the targets to bomb, and the cities were bombed on a large scale, especially buildings, bridges, roads, and even farmland.

This gave them plenty of time to preserve their industrial facilities, so apart from the initial bombing, the loss of industrial production was not much in reality, and the small workshop production also made it easy for industry to go underground.

And.

Recently, they can buy some machinery and equipment from places like South America to supplement the losses.

·····

A day later.

Zhao Jiayu.

"Yamamoto, this old devil, is living a good life, and he has made great contributions, occupying two iron mines and a copper mine at one time!"

Grand Master Li lay on the table, looked at the world map above, held a ruler in his hand and measured, and finally marked the location, and used a pencil to connect the distance between Heyuan County and the two places.

"There's still a lot of production."

Zhao Gang on the side took his lips smoothly.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Li Yunlong smiled:

"Don't fight and don't know each other, starting from Yang Village, Yamamoto can be regarded as our 'old friend', this old devil has made such a great contribution, we have to send some good gifts to celebrate."

"Haha, of course."

Zhao Gang answered with a smile.

"Guard, go and call Huang Quan over."

Li Yunlong shouted at the top of his voice.

On the map on the table, there are three connecting lines, starting from the Heyuan County Independent Air Base, and ending at the marked plaster flag, with the distance marked on the edge of the line.