"This is General Gao Quan, commander of the 500th Army. Commander Gao, this is General Solden, commander-in-chief of the Chinese Expeditionary Force." Zheng Dongguo gave a brief introduction to the two and stepped aside.
"Hello, General Solden, I am Gao Quan, commander of the 500th Army of the Chinese National Revolutionary Army." Gao Quan stepped forward and saluted Solden with a serious expression.
"Hello, General Gao, I'm Solden. General Gao has left a deep impression on me before we even met." Solden pointed to his chest, indicating that Gao Quan's military uniform was different from his.
In this room, Solden and MacArthur were of course wearing American military uniforms. Zheng Dongguo and the two staff adjutants were also wearing American military uniforms. Only Gao Quan and Biaozi were wearing Chinese tunic-style [***] uniforms, which looked different from the others. They were all different. What Solden meant was that Commander Gao insisted on not changing his military uniform. Gao Quan didn't care about this. Not to mention that he had been reminded by Zheng Dongguo before coming. Even without Zheng Dongguo, Commander Gao would still be there. I feel that the military uniform he wears is no more ugly than the American one.
Solden just pointed at his chest and didn't say anything too harsh. Gao Quan just pretended not to understand, "Thank you, General Solden, for the compliment." Gao Quan nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude.
"Am I complimenting you? Although Solden doesn't speak Chinese that fluently, it does not affect his ability to understand what Gao Quan said. Compared with the loyal and steady Zheng Dongguo, this Gao Quan is obviously not that easy to deal with.
Solden is a practical general. He is not good at intrigues and lawsuits. With just one sentence, Gao Quan made the American commander-in-chief of the Chinese Expeditionary Force lose interest in continuing the conversation.
"General Gao, let me introduce to you a well-known five-star general of the US military. This is the commander-in-chief of the Southwest Pacific Theater, General Douglas MacArthur. General, this is the General Gao Quan you want to meet."
Solden didn't want to continue talking to Gao Quan, so he turned around and pulled MacArthur out. Anyway, MacArthur was here to see Gao Quan. Since Gao Quan came with Zheng Dongguo, he must have made a special trip to visit MacArthur. Since both of them were If he comes for the other party, then he might as well introduce it to both parties, and you can talk as much as you like.
"General Zheng, I have something to discuss with you. The two of us will go to the office next door to discuss the expeditionary force. This office will be handed over to General MacArthur and General Gao Quan." He didn't know any of the two people in the room. Like it, Solden simply pulled Zheng Dongguo to the office next door. Zheng Dongguo gave Gao Quan an encouraging look before going out, followed Solden through a door and went to the next door, leaving Gao Quan behind and leaving.
Gao Quan looked at MacArthur, and MacArthur looked at Gao Quan. Neither of them spoke. After a pause for half a minute, Gao Quan finally stepped forward and saluted MacArthur first, "General MacArthur, I am a member of the Chinese Five Hundred Army. Gao Quan, the elder, was ordered by the Military Commission to cooperate with the U.S. military in combat. "He is a five-star general, and his status and status are much higher than Gao Quan. It is not a loss of face to salute MacArthur first. This is the rule."
"You are Gao Quan. Very good, Commander Gao. Please explain to me why the military uniform on your body is different from General Zheng Dongguo's." MacArthur tilted his head and looked at Gao Quan, and raised his crank cane to his ear. He immediately clamped it under his armpit. While asking questions, he continued to fill his corn cob pipe with tobacco, his arrogance clearly revealed.
"Why are the general's pipes different from those of ordinary people?" Gao Quan did not answer MacArthur's question, but asked him in return.
MacArthur stopped for a moment, looked up at Gao Quan, then put the corncob pipe to his mouth, took out the lighter, lit it and took a puff, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and narrowed his eyes, "Smoking this kind of pipe is my hometown. It¡¯s a habit that I got used to when I was young.¡±
"Wearing Chinese clothes is also a habit in my hometown, and I have been accustomed to wearing them since I was a child." Gao Shen stood upright, speaking with his eyes slightly looking up at the American general opposite. There was no way, due to natural conditions, MacArthur He was more than half a head taller. If you didn't look up, you could only admire MacArthur's chin.
"So, what if I order you to put on an American military uniform."
"I'm sorry, General MacArthur, I think there is no connection between the combat effectiveness of an army and the uniforms they wear. My troops wearing Chinese [***] uniforms can win battles and destroy the Japanese devils." Gao Quan expressed his opinion loudly, which was taught to him by Zheng Dongguo.
MacArthur was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "I admire you very much, but you are not a qualified subordinate."
Gao Quan looked up at MacArthur motionless, listening to the five-star general continue to express his opinions.
"Gao, you love your hometown and your country very much. This is the same as me. I also love my hometown too."?Country, however, a soldier must obey orders when he goes to the battlefield. He must obey any orders from his superiors, including what kind of military uniforms to wear. I have studied your combat experience and I admit that you are a very experienced soldier. General, but unfortunately, you are not the one I want. "MacArthur shook his head regretfully.
"Then can my troops return home?" Gao Quan asked tentatively. It's not too late to go back now. He can make it in time to participate in the surrender ceremony. Maybe he can even make it in time for the Battle of Western Hunan.
"No, no." MacArthur shook his head with a smile, grabbed his pipe and took another puff and exhaled, "You can't go back to China. I originally wanted your troops to go to Okinawa. Now, although Okinawa is not suitable for you, it is always If you can find a suitable battlefield, you should know that the Pacific is huge."
MacArthur would never let Gao Quan and his 500 troops return to China. In order to get the 500 troops over, he even alerted the Chairman of the Generalissimo of Chongqing and Truman in Washington. The two presidents gave him face to send the 500 troops. After being transferred, MacArthur didn't even need to use it and just sent it back. Wouldn't that have offended the presidents of China and the United States at once? No matter how arrogant MacArthur was, he would not do such a stupid thing.
Five hundred troops must participate in the Pacific War, but the Okinawa battlefield is obviously not suitable for them. Okinawa is a deadly battlefield. Hundreds of thousands of troops fight to the death on that small island. There are huge casualties every day. The troops who invest in that battlefield must They are elite troops who must obey orders absolutely. Not only must they be able to fight, but they must also obey orders absolutely.
If an order was given to charge forward to capture a certain target, but the assigned commander refused to go because he was afraid of too many casualties, it would be a life-threatening situation. MacArthur did not change his uniform because of Gao Quan, and refused. By obeying the order to change clothes, it was already judged that this squadron [***] would not obey the order and serve as cannon fodder. In this case, why should they be allowed to do it?
"You can't go, you can't retreat. Where can MacArthur arrange the 500 troops?"