Yang Fan waved his hand calmly and said, "Why do you have to know each other when we meet? We are all compatriots in China. We should be difficult to help each other and unite. I just did my duty just now!"

Yang Fan is not trying to be a "living Lei Feng who does good deeds without leaving a reputation", but it is not the time to show his face yet.

If Japan knew that he was coming, not only would the Japanese secret service union jump out and engage in assassination, but even the Japanese army would launch an attack on Myanmar in advance.

"You guys are busy first, let's sit down and chat later the other day!"

After saying that, Yang Fan was not stunned for a long time and immediately turned around and walked back.

"Okay, brother, go slowly! If you have time another day, you will definitely come here to visit!"

Seeing that Yang Fan did good deeds without leaving any name or asking for rewards, Duan Liguo waved at him with great emotion.

Soon, Yang Fan got into the jeep, while Meng Wuan drove away from the Yangon Port Material Transfer Station of the Southwest Transportation Office.

At this time, a round-faced young woman walked to Duan Liguo and said, "Representative Duan, don't look at her. The man just now is quite famous. I think he will come to her sooner or later!"

Duan Liguo turned around curiously and asked, "Mei Ye, how do you know that he is not small and will come to him?"

"Representative Duan, you are a person with strong business skills, just a little nerd. Can't you even see this?"

Mei Ye whispered: "Although the young man was wearing casual clothes and could not see his specific identity, did you not see the American lieutenant general who was with him?"

"American Lieutenant General? Ah, I haven't noticed it yet, I thought I was just an ordinary foreign soldier!"

Duan Liguo's eyes flashed with a stunning look. He really didn't expect that the handsome Chinese man just now could be on par with an American lieutenant general. This identity is really not simple.

Even though Duan Liguo is the son of a general and his father is also rank of lieutenant general, it is obvious that the value of the lieutenant general of the Kuomintang and the lieutenant general of the US military is definitely not the same level!

After a pause, Duan Liguo said in confusion: "That's strange. How could such a big man have such a great force and why did he come to us? Is our expeditionary army really going to enter Myanmar to fight?"

Mei Feng, who was standing aside, said: "It's probably the case. When we transported goods back to China last time, we heard that because the Japanese were going to attack Myanmar soon, in order to protect the Yunnan-Burma Highway, our country is urgently forming an expeditionary force!"

"I don't know if Myanmar can be kept. The Japanese are so powerful!"

"Yes, if even the last external life supply line is broken, our country will be really sad!"

"Oh! These Japanese devils are so lingering. There is only this big artery left in our country, and they won't let it go!"

"Can these beasts make sense? Aren't the two representatives in charge of transportation in front of our transfer station all died at the hands of the Japanese agents?"

"Okay! OK! Everyone works quickly. How much materials can be transported? Our country is on the verge of collapse and is waiting for these materials to help us!"

Duan Liguo waved his hand with a sad face. A month ago, he just came to Myanmar to find his old classmate to ask for some materials to build bridges. However, when the Japanese agents came to kill people and set fire, killing the old classmate.

Otherwise, he would not have taken over his old classmate's position as a representative of the Yangon Port Supervision Transportation Office of the Southwest Transportation Office.

Yang Fan returned to the winery and it was already 5:30 in the afternoon, and it was about an hour before darkness.

"Boss, you're finally back!"

"Boss, supper is ready!"

"Haha, good evening, don't stand here! After dinner, let's sit down and talk slowly!"

At this time, Xia Yu, Xie Bolian, Liao Youtian, He Zhenshu and others were waiting for a long time, and after meeting, they naturally had a pleasant linguistic exchange.

"System, delivery will be available in half an hour!"

Yang Fan responded with a smile on his face, but he was communicating with the system with his mind. It would take three days for the large army to enter Myanmar one after another, but the matter of disarming the British army from controlling Myanmar is urgent.

Then, Yang Fan ordered He Zhenshu: "By the way, several trucks of supplies will be transported over in a while. Stationmaster He ordered to strengthen the alertness and not let outsiders approach the winery. Everyone should move to prepare for dressing!"

He Zhenshu nodded quickly and replied, "Okay! We have been prepared long ago to ensure that everything is foolproof!"

"Um!"

Yang Fan nodded and then asked, "How are the several tasks assigned at noon today?"

He Zhenshu hurriedly replied: "Boss, we have gathered 1,720 people and can take action at any time!" According to your instructions, the recruitment went very smoothly. We recruited more than 3,200 people this afternoon alone!

Also, we confirmed a Japanese spy stronghold. Not only were there many Japanese spies engaged in sabotage and assassination, but Aung San might also hide there!"

"Very good. We'll get rid of this stronghold after dark!"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and was full of anger this afternoon, just in time to find these Japanese devils to defeat them.

After pausing, Yang Fan said again: "I will give you another task. After dawn tomorrow, you can get the Bamo who was locked in the Magu Prison for me. I will use it. Try not to lose anyone's life."

He Zhenshu patted his chest and said, "Please rest assured, boss, we don't have much connections to manage. If you get someone, you won't be able to catch them."

"very good!"

Yang Fan threw his praise eyes and then asked with a smile: "Are you interested in being the founding father of Myanmar?"

"Ah, the founding father of Myanmar?"

He Zhenshu's pupils tightened and asked in extreme surprise: "Boss, do you mean to eat Myanmar?"

"Myanmar has been closely related to China since ancient times and was once a vassal state of the Chinese dynasty. Although its land area is small, its strategic position is extremely important, guarding the entrances and exits of the Indian Ocean and the Pacific routes Malacca.

If controlling Singapore is controlling the throat of Malacca, then controlling Myanmar is equivalent to pinching the valve of the throat."

Yang Fan grinned and said, "When will I do a loss-making business? We are fighting and dying with the Japanese here, and we can't do it in vain!

So I have to settle this territory. Whether it is supporting puppets or being in charge of my own family, I have to firmly control Myanmar in my own hands!”

"I am the boss's soldier. I will fight wherever the boss asks me to fight. I will follow the boss's arrangements in everything. Even if I am broken into pieces, I will never frown!"

He heard Yang Fan's grand plan, He Zhenshu was shocked. Although Myanmar is not as large as China.

But there is a saying that goes, "I would rather be a chicken than a phoenix tail." After all, it is the supreme leader of a country, right?

What's more, He Zhenshu was just a cannon fodder and a soldier a few years ago. If he could really become the head of a country, it would be a blessing from the ancestral tomb that would be blessed with smoke from the ancestral grave and a blessing for several lifetimes!
Chapter completed!