Wu Nu was shocked by the news that was like a bolt from the blue. The gentle sheep in front of him suddenly showed his claws and turned into a hungry wolf. The visual impact was a bit too great, so he felt at a loss. He was a politician from a literary background and was said to be a writer. He was good at handling internal affairs, but he had no military ability. This was a huge gap between him and Aung San.

As a politician, his first reaction was not to mobilize troops to fight north, but to figure out what was going on. After all, he didn't want to fight.

"I don't know very well. You also know that they are not ours. The news I received seemed to be an officer of the National Army who attempted to rape a Chinese girl. As a result, there was a conflict with the Minhua soldiers who rescued her. Later, if you don't know what happened, it turned into a melee. However, the discipline issues of the National Army were really bad. Such things happened one after another, which could easily cause conflicts. So, I'll learn about the situation first. You'd better not react too fiercely. After all, none of us wants more bloody conflicts."

The representative of the contact office of the Ming Dynasty in Yangon said sincerely.

"Okay, but they must leave Mizhi immediately. If there is any problem we can negotiate and resolve, give them twenty-four hours. If twenty-four hours later, they have not withdrawn Mizhina and Meng Gong, and release our detained officers and soldiers and return their weapons, then we must take action."

Wu Nu said.

He was also unsure at this time. The difference in combat power between the two sides showed was too big, and the two divisions disappeared in a blink of an eye. Although it was mainly because they were scattered on the transportation line, it was easy to be divided and surrounded, but were they also two divisions? They just let others chase the ducks.

"Okay, I'll convey it."

The contact representative said.

Of course Wu Nu wouldn't know. Just when this guy was flying to the Mizhi, the first batch of arms had arrived in Meng Gong.

"Brothers, say goodbye to your Hanyang-made butter gun, Czech style. See what this is, the brand new 46 automatic rifle!"

Liu Ziming stood on a pile of wooden boxes, took out a rifle from it, raised it over his head like a show of flaunting, and said exaggeratingly that there were a large number of Minhua soldiers distributing weapons around him. He had to be responsible for teaching these Minhua soldiers to use these weapons because he fired the first shot. He is now like a hero, of course, even more so in the eyes of the girl he saved, who was standing not far away and looking at him with admiration.

"And this, He Dazhuang, throw your broken gun and then this one."

Then he carried out a mg3 general-purpose machine gun and threw it directly to the largest machine gunner below. The latter had just put down the Czech style carefully and quickly reached out to catch it. The weight of more than 20 pounds made his arm sank down.

"It's too heavy, right?"

He Dazhuang weighed it and said.

"It's less than four kilograms. It's not that you're holding it and opening fire. It's all automatic rifles. You don't need to do this job. Besides, this is a general machine gun. It has a light machine gun with a bipod. You can use it as a heavy machine gun if you change the rack."

Liu Ziming said as he dragged out a bullet and put it on his shoulder seriously.

"Try it!"

After loading the bullet, he patted the latter on the shoulder.

He Dazhuang lay honestly on the ground and opened fire. The fierce bullets hit the woods ahead like a storm. The firepower of the chain supply was continuous, of course, not comparable to the Czech style of magazine supply. It was obvious that this feeling made him very satisfied. In the rapid consumption of bullets, this guy relied on his strength to be strong enough, even like he used to use Czech style in the past. He simply picked up the slightly huge mg3, grabbed the bipod with one hand and clamped the buttstock in his arms and shouted. He opened fire while walking and firing, which made Liu Ziming dumbfounded.

"Ma, I should get him a fire gun to see if he can continue to be so arrogant."

This guy said speechlessly.

"What is the Fire Sword Gun?"

A soldier next to him asked curiously.

"The rotary machine gun with six barrels tied together, and the motor can spew out thousands of bullets at the fastest time per minute, weighing more than 30 pounds, not heavy. It's just that the bullets are consumed too quickly, and there is a person who has to carry a thousand ammunition box next to him."

Liu Ziming explained to him with great sincerity.

And at the same time, almost all the Ming soldiers accompanying him were doing the same job, teaching these Minhua soldiers how to use the latest weapons sent to them.

This batch of arms was specially given to Li Mi's Eighth Army first, not because this unit could fight, but because they were not the main combat force. Li Zongren was not a military idiot, so of course he would not let an army that had just replaced new weapons as the main force. His main combat force was still the Seventh Army and the Forty-Eighth Army. The Eighth Army and the other two armies were left behind. The main job was to be familiar with their weapons. Anyway, the continuous arms would arrive soon. When they were almost familiar with them, they would just replace them with those who had not changed their clothes. They would then go to the front to be the main force, and they would take turns to fight while changing, and then inspect them on the battlefield. I guess they would be completely familiar with them after the battle.

At this moment, the contact representative responsible for understanding the situation also arrived. Of course, he was not here to understand the situation of the incident, but to know the dressing situation of Li Zongren's subordinates.

"Dong De, your main enemy is a division of the Burmese Army that had gone north before. When I came, they had just arrived in Mandalay. I guess you were faster and could seize Maulu in front of them to block the passage, and wait for them to beat them up. In a short time, Wu Nu could transfer no more than four divisions. There were ten divisions in their army, all of which were about 10,000 people. Two of them had been resolved by you. There were eight divisions now, but there were still several rebellions that had occurred before, which restrained their power.

Of course, because of the large population, they still have certain mobilization ability, so the more you fight, the better you get. Wu Nu is a scholar and is very timid. When your strength scares him, it is easy to force him to the negotiating table. Moreover, he dare not delay the war for too long. Those chieftains are not good things, and they can't do anything to stab him in the back."

Yan Enyu, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Ming Empire and the representative of the Liaison Office in Yangon, said while drinking tea.

"In this case, I have to talk to the toasts in this area first."

Li Zongren said with a smile.

"Oh my God, why did this happen? I just came back from there, why can't they restrain themselves? The discipline of the Hongshawadie army seems to be really bad. Although I don't agree with Vice President Li's handling, I still need to remind Prime Minister Wu Nu that I asked them to help open the refugee retreat passage, not to provide convenience for his soldiers to bully these poor refugees."

At the same time, Head Yang, who was visiting Qin Kai in the Impal Base Hospital, also expressed his innocence with surprise.

The boy behind him is almost overwhelmed by flowers, and there is a beautiful girl next to him watching with affection. It is obvious that this guy has also won the hearts of the beauty.

"His Excellency, how do you think this matter should be resolved?"

A reporter gathered in front of him asked in a crowded manner.

"Negotiation, dialogue, I oppose any baoyi behavior. Whether Prime Minister Wu Nu or Vice President Li, I need to calm down and sit down to solve this problem through dialogue. But one thing must be guaranteed, that is, the personal and property safety of refugees. If someone dares to cross this bottom line, I will not sit idly by. It is me that I let them go this way and then go to me. It is my responsibility and my dereliction of duty. I will not care about the right and wrong of both sides, but as long as the refugees are hurt, I must intervene."

Yang Feng said very righteously.

OK, let this be released first, and then you will have some evidence.

Soon Wu Nu got the news brought back by Yan Enyu.

"What?"

He said in shock.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, Vice President Li said so, Kachin State belongs to the territory of the Republicans. The Republicans have never given up their sovereignty there, but have been occupied by the British for a long time. They have negotiated with the British on this issue before, and they are only considering the overall peace situation, so they have not resorted to force. Although your country inherited the British Honshawardy, it does not mean that the Republicans' government agrees that you take over this territory occupied by the British. Now they need to take it back as the foundation for restoration of the country."

Yan Enyu said.

"It's ridiculous, it's our territory, it's always been, and they have no legal basis for demanding."

Wu Nu said angrily, he didn't understand yet. Li Zongren was staring at where he was at the beginning. All the channels were just excuses. It was true that the false path was destroyed by Guo. In this conspiracy, Yang Feng was probably a part.

Why am I so stupid? Even though I knew that northern Myanmar belonged to a disputed territory, I still agreed to let them borrow it. Why didn’t I think about the issue of not repaying it if they borrowed it?

Well, he also knew that he was actually confused by 50 million dragon yuan. After all, that was 50 million dragon yuan. For the poor Hongshawadi, it was a huge sum of astronomical sum.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, it is not convenient for us to interfere in this issue. The issue of ownership of Kachin State should be solved by both of you, so we cannot ask Vice President Lee to do anything for this."

Yan Enyu said with regret.

"Mr. Yan, I want to know when the Head of State's loan will be given to us."

Wu Nu said with a sneer.
Chapter completed!