"Um!"

Yang Fan nodded his head lightly, then his face turned cold, and he swept across the faces of Ritchie, Mike, Patton, and Sutherland with Leng Jun's eyes, and said in a deep voice in English:

"Everyone, General Stilwell has said what he should say just now, but for the sake of the victory of the Allied camp, I must emphasize some things again. According to our Chinese language, there is no rule that cannot be square. We must first clarify the relationship between the Allied forces!"

“…”

Ritchie, Patton and others frowned slightly, revealing a very unpleasant emoticon.

It would be fine before Stilwell "takes chicken feathers as an arrow", for example, Stilwell has the qualification and status, but Yang Fan went straight to the point so bluntly as soon as he came up. This tone and attitude made them feel uncomfortable being offended.

However, everyone did not have an attack on the spot, and they all maintained restraint tacitly because they were ugly and rational, and Yang Fan's words hit the nail on the head, which was a good thing for them.

Because only by first summarizing the main points can we clarify the main and secondary forces and determine the backbone of the Allies on the battlefield in North Africa, so as to save internal friction and reduce unnecessary trouble.

Otherwise, if you don’t like me, I will not be convinced by you, and if you cannot unify the orders between you, you will sooner or later have a big problem.

After pausing for a few seconds, seeing that everyone had no objection, Yang Fan continued: "I think it is necessary to declare again that General Stilwell and I are the chief commander and deputy commander-in-chief of the North African theater selected by the Allied Commander-in-Chief!

General Stilwell said just now that my order is equivalent to his order.”

“So, that is to say”

Yang Fan pointed to Ricci, then pointed at Patton, and said loudly,

"Whether it is you, Richie, Patton, or Alexander, the commander of the 18th Army Group of the British Group who was still unable to attend the Alamein front, you are all just the commander-in-chief of the Army Group. You must obey my orders unconditionally!"

"If you have any different ideas in your heart now or have any personal opinions about me, you can put them out on the spot. As long as you have reasonable and evidence, I will naturally adopt them!"

Speaking of this, Yang Fan's voice increased a few times again and said with murderous aura: "But if you refuse to say it now and want to resist and cooperate in the subsequent combat operations, then don't blame the military law for being ruthless!"

"General Yang Fan, since you have put your words to this point, I have something to say."

Hearing this, Ricci couldn't sit still, so he immediately stood up and said:

"I think it's better for your Chinese Expeditionary Force, our 8th Army, the 18th Army Group, and the 7th Army Group of the US Army to command their own troops.

Although you are nominally the deputy commander-in-chief of the Allied Army in the North African theater, you are just the nominally the deputy commander-in-chief. In short, the British Empire army will not accept the blind command of a Chinese in any case!"

Ritch avoided Stilwell and pointed his finger at Yang Fan, which was somewhat of a speaking art.

The commander-in-chief of the British Army in the Middle East remained silent, but in fact, silence was his attitude, and he was definitely unwilling to let the British army accept Yang Fan's command.

Patton also remained silent, and he was also unwilling to accept Yang Fan's command, even if he was airborne Commander-in-Chief Stilwell.

Stilwell frowned and felt very angry, but he didn't speak because he knew that Yang Fan was definitely capable of trading, and at this time he just needed to believe Yang Fan.

"very good!"

Yang Fan laughed instead of anger, stared at Ricky with a playful look, and said coldly:

"General Richie, please find out a basic fact, that is, it is not that I was idle and had nothing to do, and took the initiative to ask to come to the North African battlefield to wipe your butts, but the Allied General Command repeatedly requested me to come for reinforcements and command you to attack the German and Italian coalition forces."

"General Yang Fan, since you are so capable, you can appeal directly to the Allied General Command, remove my commander-in-chief of the Army, and then replace him with a commander-in-chief who can bow to you."

Ritchie sneered and retorted: "However, what I want to say is that even if a commander-in-chief of the army comes, he will not obey your command.

That’s right, the old saying is that the British Empire army will never accept the blind command of a Chinese!”

"General Okinleke, I want to ask, do you have the same attitude as General Ritchie?"

Yang Fan did not immediately respond to Ricci's provocation, but looked at O'Kinlek with a smile.

Okinlek spread his hands and said, "I'm really sorry, I came to North Africa for some reason to inspect the work. I'm still understanding the situation and will not participate in any military decisions."

Okinlek's move "has nothing to do with him" was very easy. Anyway, there was a pawn crossing the river charging into battle, so he could watch the fire from the other side of the river to see how this hateful Chinese commander made a fool of himself.

Even if Ricky messed up and completely offends Yang Fan, he would have to go on stage and serve as the commander of the 8th Army.

Anyway, the commander of the 8th British Army Group has changed his commander several times, so I don’t care if I change another idiot!

Yang Fan laughed and said, "So that's it, General Okinlek, what you mean is that I can pretend you don't exist, right?"

“…”

Okinleke frowned suddenly, but he couldn't respond. Who told him to put his face over and let someone beat him?

"General Rich, General Okinlek, don't mind, I'm just a rude man in the army who doesn't have any culture and likes to speak straightforwardly.

And I just said those things, just want to state a fact, and there is not much other meaning!”

Speaking of this, Yang Fan paused and said in a tone: "I have one problem, that is, I like to do things perfectly. Since I am here, no matter how difficult it is, I will have a beginning and an end.

Do you think I came here to travel with more than 200,000 elite troops?

But if I don’t even have the ability to command the theater command, what qualifications are there to command the nearly one million elite Allied forces in the North African theater? Why should I defeat the German and Italian coalition forces?"

"Oh, is that right? General Yang Fan, you have a great determination, I am really moved."

Ritchie was still very disdainful and said sarcastically, "Then I want to see, how did you get command of the British Empire army?"

Ricky's heart was full of anger and humiliation. Today he made up his mind to fight Yang Fan to the end to maintain his illusory self-esteem and the dignity of the British Empire.

"Fake, this idiot is really a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water."

Stilwell was furious when he saw it, and he wanted to ask someone to drag this guy out and shoot him for three minutes immediately!

"General Ricky, I'm not interested in politeness with you, and I don't want to play a kid's house game with you."

Seeing this guy playing hooligan with him, Yang Fan's expression also became cold and said coldly:

"Everyone is a soldier and a man, and your British Empire has always advocated gentlemanly demeanor the most. So let us use the military, men's, and gentleman's way to decide the ownership of command power. How about it?"
Chapter completed!