Meng Shaoyuan didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up, his energy was restored.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the weak Li Zhifeng was also awake, looking at him with a somewhat distracted look.

"You, you're not fucking dead." Meng Shaoyuan opened his mouth and said.

"Sir didn't let the department die, so the department had no choice but to live." Li Zhifeng was out of breath as he said these words.

However, judging from his appearance, the high fever should have gone away.

This little life can be regarded as temporarily restored.

"Is there anything to eat?"

Meng Shaoyuan asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Gone."

"Fart, where are all the food we prepared in Meimiao?"

"I distributed a lot of them to my brothers, but when we broke out, they were all gone."

"A prodigal thing, a prodigal thing." Meng Shaoyuan cursed bitterly.

I'm so hungry.

Now, what Li Zhifeng needs most is supplementary food.

Meng Shaoyuan took out a small piece of cake from his pocket like a miser.

It has been hidden on the body for a long time, and it has rotted away due to rain and sweat.

That was what he saved by being reluctant to eat.

He glared at Li Zhifeng angrily: "Take it and eat it."

"Sir, you can eat. I'm fine."

"Eat quickly, this is an order."

Li Zhifeng then took the cake, broke off a little, and carefully put it into his mouth to chew.

Meng Shaoyuan was extremely greedy when he saw it. His stomach kept protesting and he desperately needed to eat. He sighed: "What's so delicious about such a broken cake? I hunted a wild boar on the road, good guy, boss

It was a wild boar. When I roasted it over the fire, the meat was fragrant and the oil dripped down. I ate almost half of it by myself. It’s a pity that it’s not convenient to carry around..."

There he was bragging about Dharma conch. Suddenly, a teardrop flowed from Li Zhifeng's eyes.

"What to do, what to do?" Meng Shaoyuan screamed strangely: "You don't have to fucking do it. I didn't bring wild boar meat for you to eat. The grown man actually cried just for a bite to eat."

Li Zhifeng cried just for one bite.

Not because of the wild boars.

Where is the wild boar?

The chief is bragging again.

Tears are for that love!

Everyone knows that in a place like this, one bite of food can keep a person alive.

He is a commander, and this bit of bread is his last ration.

The cake had already become mushy, but the officer still hid it like a treasure.

He gave the last bit of food to himself.

The chief is usually a rogue, but this rogue, when his brother needs it, he will give everything he has to his brother!

Even if it is the hope of life!

"Sir, you promised me that I will be your toilet specialist." Li Zhifeng wiped his tears and said: "My position is for life, and you will not bring a replacement."

"Damn it, it depends on your performance." Meng Shaoyuan cursed again: "It's not that simple to help me clean the toilet."

There was still a little cake left, and Li Zhifeng really couldn't bear to eat it: "Sir, you eat."

"I told you I'm not hungry, but the wild boar I ate hasn't been digested yet."

"You eat, you must eat!" Li Zhifeng said extremely stubbornly: "You eat, you have strength, let's go out together! Sir, you are my brother, we are together life and death!"

"Damn it, no matter how big or small, we are all brothers and sisters with the superior."

Meng Shaoyuan's nose was also sore. For fear of being seen, he took the cake from Li Zhifeng's hand, turned his head and ate it in one bite, then turned his head and said: "Let's go out!"

go out!

No matter how difficult it is, you have to get out!

There are also family members and brothers waiting for me there!

The two grown men helped each other stand up.

If they were alone, maybe they would never get out of here.

But they are two people now, they are brothers!

They have to keep themselves alive so they can take care of each other.

They told themselves over and over again in their hearts that they could not fall, otherwise the other person would not be able to hold on.

Now, not only do you live for yourself, but you also live for the other person.

Because you are my brother!

…

At this time, one person could no longer hold on.

Myanmar has a hot climate, and with the coming of the rainy season, the weather is very hot and humid, and General Dai Anlan's wounds quickly became inflamed and worsened.

On May 26, the remnants of the 200th Division arrived at the Kachin Mountain Village in Mao State, which was only dozens of kilometers away from China.

The extremely weak General Dai Anlan finally couldn't stand it any longer. He asked the guards to change him into a clean and neat military uniform, then motioned to the chief of staff to open the map and point to a section of the Ruili River near Maobang.

He was speechless and could only look at Chief of Staff Zhou Zhizai. Zhou Zhizai understood and said with tears: "I understand, division commander, I will bring the troops back home smoothly!"

After hearing this, General Dai Anlan nodded with satisfaction. He murmured: "That boy, you did a great job. Our two regiments must have been offline a long time ago."

Zhou Zhizao knew who he was talking about.

Then, General Dai closed his eyes forever at the age of 38.

General Dai's last wish was for his body to be returned to China for burial. The officers and soldiers followed his wish, cut down trees to make a simple coffin, and marched carrying the body.

Unexpectedly, the weather was too hot and the body quickly began to rot, making it impossible to carry it away.

The officers and soldiers of the 200th Division had no choice but to cremate the body and take the ashes back to the country.

The guards piled wood on the bank in the middle of the Ruili River and placed the coffin on top.

In order to prevent Japanese troops from raiding, heavy machine gun companies were on guard on the hills on both sides. After the fire was lit, the officers and soldiers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait raised their hands in salute, and the three armies cried bitterly!

After collecting the ashes of General Dai Anlan, the grieving and angry officers and soldiers of the 200th Division broke through the road from Bhamo to Nankan and arrived in Tengchong, Yunnan on June 17.

General Dai and his brothers finally returned to the land of the motherland!

On July 31, in Quanzhou, Guangxi, tens of thousands of people held a grand burial memorial ceremony for Dai Anlan, the anti-Japanese hero who died for his country.

On October 16, 1942, the Nationalist Government posthumously awarded Dai Anlan the title of Lieutenant General of the Army, and approved Dai Anlan's name to be enshrined in Nanjing Martyrs' Shrine.

On the 29th, the U.S. Congress authorized President Roosevelt to posthumously award Diane the Medal of Merit.

General Dai Anlan became the first Chinese soldier to receive the American Medal during the anti-Sith struggle in World War II.

Duke Zhou said:

"General Dai is the hero of Huangpu and the hero of the nation!"

The first battle of the Chinese Expeditionary Force into Myanmar ended in failure. In the end, only 40,000 of the 100,000-strong army returned to India and China, and more than 50,000 people died in a foreign country.

The most tragic thing is that of the more than 50,000 people, only 20,000 died on the battlefield, and the remaining 30,000 died on the way to retreat.

There were two reasons for the failure of the First Burma Campaign, which can be summarized as Stilwell's ignorance and the British's shamelessness.

Ignorance and shamelessness ultimately led to the failure of the Chinese Expeditionary Force.

Countless heroes and martyrs sleep forever in foreign lands!

The heroic spirit will last forever.
Chapter completed!