Thinking of this, Stilwell was inevitably a little moved.

Zhong Yi said again: "Stilwell, what are you afraid of? Now it is the UK that has something to ask for you, not the US that has something to ask for you, so even if you make any extraordinary moves in Myanmar, the British government will not be angry. At most, it will only protest to your US government."

"But, please be honest, what is this compared to the outcome of the entire Asian battlefield."

"British was a superpower, but that was already in the past, and they are now in decline."

"Now, you America is the superpower, and you America is the savior today!"

In order to convince Stilwell, Zhong Yi did not hesitate to praise the United States, but then again, although the United States' current strength is far from its peak, it is already a superpower.

At least it is much stronger than the UK.

Stilwell became more and more determined. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that even if Alexander's command was really removed, it seemed that it would be no big deal.

However, if you can do this, try not to do this.

Otherwise, if the British government is really anxious, he will not be able to get good results.

Stilwell continued, "Zhong, is there any other better way?"

"Then we can only settle for the second best." Zhong Yi spread his hands and continued, "I'll find a way to defeat Alexander and let him obediently hand over the command of the Myanmar battlefield and even the Indian-Myanmar army."

"This is good, this is the best way." Stilwell hurriedly said, "That's it."

Zhong Yi said: "But it is not easy to defeat Alexander, the old stubborn one."

"Anyway, you must have a solution, right?" Stilwell said. "Since I met you, I found that nothing seems to be stumping you in this world, right?"

Zhong Yi sighed: "But Alexander's stubbornness is beyond your imagination. First of all, he may not be willing to bet, and even if he loses a bet with us, he may not be willing to admit it. When it is really critical, you still have to make a decision. Otherwise, the situation in Myanmar is really unimaginable. You should understand that the Japanese army is bound to win against Myanmar."

"I understand," said Stilwell. "I will!"

While the two were talking, the jeep had already driven into a garden-style mansion.

Looking at the garden, Zhong Yi couldn't help but sigh silently. Damn British people really know how to enjoy life. I don't know how much effort the big garden in front of me has put into it and how much money it has spent.

A few minutes later, the jeep finally stopped in front of a small British-style building.

The sentry standing guard clearly recognized Stilwell's car and quickly raised his gun to pay tribute.

Stilwell got off the car and returned a military salute to the two sentries. At least until this time, the Americans were still relatively humble and had not yet learned the arrogance of the West.

"Zhong, here." Stilwell turned around and said to Zhong Yi, "this is the British Army Command in Myanmar."

"Then let's go in." After Zhong Yi said that, he turned around and walked in. As a result, the two sentries of Wengang immediately extended the Infield rifle with a bayonet in his hands forward.

Two Infield rifles crossed, blocking Zhong Yi's way.

One of the sentries said in a deep voice: "This is a military important place, and irrelevant personnel cannot enter."

A hint of sarcasm immediately appeared on the corner of Zhong Yi's mouth. The damn British guy is really arrogant.

Zhong Yi didn't believe it. It was obvious that two sentries dared to stop him. This must be Alexander's instruction, and the purpose was nothing more than to give him a warning.

Stilwell frowned: "What are you doing? Get out of here."

The sentry insisted: "General Stilwell, this is the headquarters of the British Empire's army in Myanmar, a military important place, so irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter."

After saying that, the sentry pointed at Zhong Yi.

"Oh Tfark!" Stilwell was furious, "Do you know who he is?"

"I don't know." The sentry said disdainfully, "Just a sick man from East Asia."

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Stilwell became more and more angry, "Immediately apologize to General Zhong Yi!"

Zhong Yi on the other side was even more arrogant and took out his pistol and pushed the sentry's forehead.

This sudden scene scared the two sentries. They really didn't expect that a small attack could bring such consequences.

Zhong Yi held the gun and said in a deep voice in English: "Apologize to me! Immediately!"

"Impossible!" Although the sentinel was afraid, he said toughly, "The warrior of the British Empire cannot apologize to a sick man in East Asia, never!"

As soon as the words finished, there was a bang.

But Zhong Yi slapped the sentry hard in the face.

In an instant, five bright red fingerprints appeared on the sentry's face.

The sentry was stunned and stared at Zhong Yi in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Another sentry wanted to raise his rifle, but was blocked by Stilwell. He did not dare to point the gun at an American lieutenant general, and he didn't know what to do.

"What's going on?"

At this time, a voice finally came out from inside.

Immediately afterwards, an officer from the British infantry colonel walked out.

Seeing the finger marks on the sentry's face, and seeing Zhong Yi pointing the gun at the sentry's head, the British colonel suddenly became angry.

The British colonel yelled loudly: "Guard? Guard!"

A team of British guards immediately surrounded him with rifles.

In an instant, more than a dozen black holes pointed at Zhong Yi.

"Col. Spencer, what are you doing?" Stilwell said furiously, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Colonel Spencer was obviously an old British and lacked minimum respect for the Americans, and said coldly: "General Stilwell, I know very well what I am doing."

After saying that, Spencer turned his gaze to Zhong Yi: "This man hit my soldier and pointed the gun at the guard's head. This is not only a provocation to the army stationed in Myanmar, but also a provocation to the British Empire. This cannot be forgiven!"

"That's because your soldiers provoked him first!" Stilwell said angrily, "Zhong is just maintaining his own dignity!"

"How did my soldiers provoke him?" Spencer not only refused to admit his mistake, but said even more arrogantly, "Isn't what Dudley said true? Are the Chinese people not the sick husband of East Asia?"

"Shut up, you!" Spencer suddenly felt a blur before his eyes as soon as he finished speaking.

The next moment, Spencer felt a tightness in his chest and then he flew up.

It was not until this time that Spencer realized that he was kicked away by someone.

I had been flying in the air for several meters before finally hitting a pillar and falling to the ground.
Chapter completed!