My own war game

Chapter 251 Everything is ready
August 1942, 8 was an exciting day for American soldiers on Guadalcanal.

It was not because they had just killed a Japanese army of nearly a thousand people a few days ago. In the eyes of the soldiers, there was nothing to be excited about in such a battle where they would just give away their lives, even if they won.

The reason to be happy is that after half a month of construction, the airport was finally repaired three days ago, and today is the day when the first batch of transport planes will transport supplies.

Great! Finally, I don’t have to live the hard life of cooking coffee beans in a tin bucket twice a day.

Finally, I don’t have to endure those damn vendors anymore, and I don’t have to be exploited by Camel cigarettes at three dollars a pack and canned meat at more than ten dollars a box.

The transport plane taxied on the runway, and the soldiers near the airport stared at the unopened cabin door.

"Please transport more meat. I feel like I can eat a pound of steak at a time." Someone muttered, swallowing his saliva.

"It would be better to have chewing gum. My mouth stinks so much that I can't speak." Someone else also interjected.

"Soda water, orange juice, Coca-Cola..." This is the guy who has become a little abnormal.

Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, the cabin door opened, and the first thing that came out was... um, a Thompson submachine gun...

A team of armed men not in military uniforms hurried down from the plane, escorting a man wearing a hood. After the guards spoke briefly to Major General Vandergrift, who was in charge of the scene, the man was taken to a jeep and then drove away.

? ? ? ! !

Is this the end? !
Where are the supplies?!

What about steak, chewing gum, and Coca-Cola? ! ! !
However, just when these American soldiers were about to explode, a pair of British women's short-heeled shoes stepped out of the escalator, and then a young woman wearing a bowler hat walked out of the plane.

Beauty?!!

Or a beauty in military uniform? ! ! !
God, this is better than Coca-Cola!!

The mission this time was a landing operation, and there were no female medical staff. Since the training in Australia, these American soldiers had not seen any women. Some of them even felt that the female lizards on the island were pretty after looking at them for a long time.

Now a beautiful British-style girl was standing at the cabin door. She covered her head with her hands and looked around.

"Hey, baby, look at me, look at me..." The American soldiers at the scene were all muttering silently, hoping that the girls would notice them.

Suddenly the girl was visibly stunned, her eyes fixed on a certain direction, as if she couldn't believe it and confirmed it carefully. Then she quickly walked down the escalator and jogged towards this side.

The soldiers in this direction felt like their hearts were about to stop beating.

"Look! She's smiling at me!"

"Idiot! She was smiling at me!"

The soldier opposite felt that happiness came too suddenly. He wiped his sweaty hands on his military uniform in disbelief, and then tidied his hair that was like a bird's nest, preparing to shake hands with the girl who was running towards him.

But the girl dodged past him like the wind, ran to an Asian man alone, and looked at him with a slightly nervous and expectant look.

There was a sound of something breaking. Hundreds of young men at the airport fell in love and broke up in a very short period of time, but fortunately it was just a small episode. The supplies from the transport plane that landed next arrived as scheduled, which slightly soothed the wounded hearts of these soldiers.
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At the division headquarters, looking at He Chi who was chatting with the British girl, Kennedy suppressed the anger rising in his heart. He now understood why his father repeatedly reminded him to control his emotions before boarding the ship.

Even though he wanted to pull out his gun and shoot the other person, as a member of a political family, he still forced a smile and said.

"Mr. He, I have been ordered to bring a special team to escort you here to assist in your work. Please don't take the little misunderstanding at Midway Island to heart."

"You've taken that back. I don't care." He Chi responded calmly and took Jima to Major General Vandergrift, as if he didn't take Kennedy seriously at all.

The feeling of being despised was even stronger than the sarcasm. Kennedy's chest felt as if it was pricked by needles. He clenched his fists as he looked at the other person's back.

In the tent that was temporarily used as a meeting room, Jima put down the makeup brush in her hand. A "Lieutenant General Nanyun" stood in the center of the tent - this was a soldier of similar build to Qiao Zhuang's.

He Chi did not personally participate in the performance this time because Nan Yunzhongyi was bald and he did not want to shave his hair if he had a choice.

"Amazing, they are at least 70% similar. If you use a camera to watch it, you can almost mistake the fake for the real thing." Major General Vandergrift was amazed as he looked at the "Nanyun Zhongyi" in front of him.

"It's a pity that he can't speak, otherwise it would be more true." Ederson also commented.

"Leave this to me. Let me get in touch with Nan Yun more often in the next few days. It won't take long for me to master his accent and speaking habits." He Chi walked over, and his tone had begun to resemble Nan Yun's.

Nan Yunzhongyi did not understand what the Americans wanted to do at this time. He was constantly looking for opportunities to escape or commit suicide, but the people guarding him were very strict, with two people guarding him 24 hours a day.

"Be patient and stay calm, there will definitely be a chance." The lieutenant general kept reminding himself.

But the moment he saw He Chi, the lieutenant general's emotions almost got out of control. He clearly remembered that it was this guy who pretended to be an officer on the Xuefeng and used a stick to make him a prisoner.

"Sir, would you like something to eat? I have specially prepared some specialties from your hometown." He Chi pushed the food on the table.

The lieutenant general, with his hands shackled and his hands free, looked at the things in front of him and was surprised to find eel rice balls and sake, as well as sashimi made from unknown seafood on the side.

"Where did the Americans get these things?" Vice Admiral Nanyun thought for a moment and started working without saying a word, drinking a glass of sake from time to time.

"After all, Lord Nanyun has seen a lot of things, so he has his own bearing." He Chi clapped his hands lightly and then asked

"Do you like the food? The wine and canned eels were seized from the Japanese troops who landed on the island before, and the sashimi was prepared by the surrendered soldiers..."

The lieutenant general was stunned, looked up at the other party, and continued eating and drinking.

"Oh? You don't believe it?" He Chi looked at the lieutenant general. "Don't you want to talk to me and confirm it? Maybe I'm just bluffing."

Nan Yunzhong said nothing, but just kept looking at the Asian man opposite him.

Seeing the other party's performance, He Chi didn't care. He smiled and continued, "It's okay. If you are not interested in this, let's change the topic."

"How about we talk about Midway?"

(End of this chapter)