Hull said: "General Marshall, I don't know if there is a deviation in my understanding. Is there any difference between transferring Zhong Yi to Africa and Zhong Yi himself choosing to retire?"

"It's just that Zhong Yi will leave his current command position. Is there a difference between the two?"

"Does Okamura Yanji will no longer launch a counterattack against Myanmar after Zhong Yi went to Africa instead of retirement?"

"Of course there is a difference, and the difference between the two is big!" Marshall said, "Because we have a big prerequisite for letting Zhong Yi go to Africa, that is, to ensure the smooth handover of command of the Myanmar war zone."

"As long as the command power of the Myanmar war zone can be smoothly handed over, there will be no problem in Myanmar."

"If there is no major confusion in Myanmar, the Japanese army will be unable to launch a major counterattack."

"This time, we have achieved the goal of weakening the Myanmar war zone."

"But if Zhong Yi chooses to retire, then idiots know that this is a very transfer of power."

"Not only the Japanese know this, but even the commanders of the army in the Myanmar War Theater will know that some people will definitely support Zhong Yi."

"In this case, the Myanmar War Zone would not be able to be mixed without a confusion."

"Once the Myanmar War Zone falls into chaos, the Japanese army's chance will come."

"So this is by no means our original intention. We just hope to weaken the Myanmar War Zone, not to destroy the Myanmar War Zone. At least at this stage, the existence of the Myanmar War Zone will only benefit but not harm the United States."

"Mr. Secretary of State, you should understand what I said, right?"

"Okay, okay." Hull shrugged, "So what should I do now?"

Seeing that Roosevelt's eyes also fell on him, Marshall could only say: "His Excellency the President, the only way now is to make certain concessions to Zhong Yi through Stilwell."

Roosevelt frowned and said, "To be honest, I hate the word concession, but for the sake of the national security of the United States, you still have to make concessions when you need to make concessions. But the question is, to what extent is it better to make concessions?"

Marshall said in a deep voice: "Zhong Yi must go to Africa, but he can be appointed as the successor of the commander-in-chief of the Myanmar War Zone! No matter what kind of person he chooses to serve as the commander-in-chief of the Myanmar War Zone, he will agree to his request."

"No matter who?" Hull frowned, "What should the National Government and Chang Kaishen do if this happens?"

"Don't pay attention to the National Government." Marshall said disdainfully, "and not to pay attention to the idiot Chang Kaishen. He would not know anything except crying to the US government for poverty and asking for assistance."

...

In northern Myanmar, Meng Gong.

Zhong Yi had a rare time again and returned to his hometown to accompany his parents.

Zhang Manyi has already gone back to work, but Panpan has stayed and has temporarily lived with her grandparents.

Zhang Manyi was also out of security concerns, because northern Myanmar is obviously safer than Chongqing now. Chongqing is bombed by Japanese troops every now and then, but northern Myanmar has not been air strikes for a long time.

Zhang Manyi was even considering whether to let the Zhang family move to Meng Gong.

At this time, Panpan was two years and two months old, Xu Sui was four years old, and could run around the ground.

At this moment, Zhong Yi's nephew Xie Shengli was running wildly in the garden with Panpan, and the garden was filled with the giggling laughter of two children.

"Panpan, come and wipe your sweat."

Whenever Panpan ran past him, Zhong's mother would hold her granddaughter and wipe her sweat.

Zhong’s mother is a traditional woman and likes this kind of life with children and grandchildren around her knees.

However, having a son like Zhong Yi is just a luxury after all.

After Zhong Yi returned home and lived there for less than two days, a jeep drove in from the village highway.

Seeing the jeep, Zhong Yi sighed, turned around and said to his younger son, "Mom, you know that you have lived at home for less than three days, and it's only been two days, and the person who is looking for you is here."

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "Mom, I will retire when the Anti-Japanese War is victorious and I will be with you every day."

"Come on, you'll just coax the child." Zhong's mother sighed and said with emotion, "No wonder the ancients said that if a son is too promising, he is not his own, but his country. If he had known, he wouldn't have sent you to Shanghai."

"What are you talking about by the old woman?" Zhong's father's scolding suddenly sounded from behind. "I'm not happy that my son has a promising future. How many people hope to have a son like you can't even come. It's true."

Zhong’s mother didn’t dare to say anything anymore. In her opinion, her husband was the god.

While talking, Xiao Bing's mother helped Xiao Bing come over.

Xiao Bing is already nine months pregnant and is about to be about to give birth.

So not only did the mother-in-law come early to accompany her daughter to give birth, but Zhong Yi even sent the military doctor in advance and was ready to deliver Xiao Bing's baby at any time.

Zhong Yi quickly got up and supported Xiao Bing and said, "Why aren't you lying down?"

"Lying in the house all day long, I'm suffocated to death." Xiao Bing said coquettishly.

While talking, the jeep was parked in front of the bamboo building of Zhong’s family.

The car door opened, and Chief of Staff Wang Geng and Stilwell opened the door.

Wang Geng has been to the Zhong family several times and is already very familiar with Zhong’s father, Zhong’s mother and Xiao Bing.

Panpan even stopped and called Wang Geng specifically: "Hello, Uncle Wang Geng."

"Hey, Panpan, you are so good." Wang Geng rubbed Panpan's little head and handed her a piece of chocolate candy, while greeting Zhong's father, Zhong's mother and Xiao Bing.

Stilwell seemed a little unfamiliar.

Father Zhong nodded and said, "Son, you guys talk about business."

After saying that, Zhong's father picked Panpan up, Zhong's mother also held Xie Shengli, Xiao's mother also helped Xiao Bing to the front yard, and Zhong Yi and the other three were left in the back yard.

Stilwell said: "Zhong, do you really want to be a deserter?"

Zhong Yi smiled and said, General Stilwell, didn’t you say that this world is free from anyone? Since that’s the case, why are you still looking for me?

But Zhong Yi didn't say this in the end.

Otherwise, his emotional intelligence would be too low.

Such words are not helpful in solving the problem except for being quick to speak.

After all, what Zhong Yi wants is not to retire, but to guarantee Myanmar's interests.

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "General Stilwell, you seem to be a little unhappy?"

"Yes, I'm not happy," said Stilwell, "because my comrades chose to be deserters."

Zhong Yi shook his head and said, "General Stilwell, I don't actually want to be a deserter, but I am very worried. If I don't take the initiative to give in, I will probably be incompatible with the US government because of disagreement. This is not only unfavorable to Myanmar, but also to China, but also to the entire anti-*** alliance."
Chapter completed!