Chapter 276: Sino-Japanese Jingdong Melee (III)

After dealing with the matter of Thai prisoners, Yue Hanping was in a particularly good mood.* He looked leisurely at the jungle in the distance, and in the dark night, there was a dark area. However, Yue Hanping saw the Japanese army's panicked and helpless eyes through the dense forest covered by black varnish, and was dumbfounded to wait for the final judgment of fate.

Yue Hanping, at the latest noon, the 56th Division in front of the Japanese army will become the history of the Japanese army. Regardless of whether this number will be available in the future, the elite 56th Division of the Japanese army is destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever.

His eyes extended eastward along the dense forests of the mountains and forests, and then crossed the ocean. His cold eyes gradually became gentle, and finally turned into a touch of gentleness, staring at the continent on the other end of the ocean.

A pretty figure flashed in my mind, the playful and cute woman, the one who worked hard and worked hard for him on the other side of the ocean.

"Thinking?" Tao Wenqing walked gently, putting one hand on his waist.

"I want to show off and the others a little, I wonder if they are now?" Yue Hanping's eyes were a little confused, and there was a deep thought in his voice.

"Yes, Yue Ling and I miss them very much. I hope that the battle will be completed soon, so that we can put aside the world and enjoy the joy of family." Wen Qing said with a low desire.

"I have been to the United States. The company is operating well, and the scale of medical and arms production has expanded a lot. It not only can meet our needs, but also an important military material supplier for the US side. Hanxiu has indeed paid a lot." Wen Qing sincerely exclaimed.

"When I think of these, I feel ashamed of you. I just think about dealing with the Japanese all day long." Yue Hanping looked at Wen Qing's face apologetically and gently stroked her smooth face.

Wen Qing gently pinched Yue Hanping's hand and stroked his cheek, "This is what a general should do. The country is in danger and the nation is in danger. A man with blood should be like you."

"Cough cough" a light cough awakened the two people wrapped in tenderness and affection. Liu Wenye looked at the two with a smirk, "Hey, Commander, don't teach the soldiers badly, children are forbidden, children are forbidden"

Wen Qing stepped forward and knocked two thunderous snarls on his forehead, "I'm so scary that I'm silent."

Liu Wenye had a bitter face, "I'm wronged, commander, I've greeted you." But his eyes looked at Yue Hanping for help.

Yue Hanping smiled and said, "Brother Liu, I haven't rested so late. It's your own fault to disturb people's tranquility."

Liu Wenye shook his head and sighed, "Chief, the old saying goes, 'Like hands, like..." Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qing suddenly stood in front of him, with his eyebrows standing upside down, "You continue talking."

"A good man doesn't fight with women but it's hard to raise a villain." Liu Wenye deliberately chewed in words, like a poor old pedan.

Wen Qing laughed "Puchi" and said, "It's really not a prank that people say that the Chief of Staff has a flexible mind."

"Tell me the serious things." Yue Hanping pulled Wen Qing with a smile, and Wen Qing stood beside Yue Hanping with a pretty face. "Go and pour a cup of tea." Yue Hanping turned his head and said to Wen Qing.

"Commander, the 56th Division of the Japanese are now in a turtle. Let's add the fire and boil it into a pot of turtle soup. There is movement in the south, let's see." Liu Wenye handed the telegram in his hand.

"Oh" Yue Hanping gently received the telegram and quickly browsed it. It turned out that the 62nd Division, which was reinforced by the Japanese army, had arrived in Yangon and began to attack Tonggu with the cooperation of the Myanmar Self-Defense Force. Yu Shao, commander of the 96th Division, urgently asked whether to stick to it.

"What about your opinion?" Yue Hanping looked up and asked him.

"Now the fall of western Myanmar is a foregone conclusion. The British retreat to India is a lice on the bald man's head - clearly marked. The main force of our expeditionary force is in Mandalay and Taung Chi, which is several hundred kilometers away from Tong Gu. Next, our focus is on the Mandalay, Lashio, Taung Chi, and Jingdong. We will defend northern Myanmar, ensure the smooth flow of the Yunnan-Burma highway and maintain strategic initiative. It is not very meaningful to defend Tong Gu. I suggest giving up Tong Gu and shrinking our troops to defend northern Myanmar." Liu Wenye analyzed clearly.

"Well, I want to say hello to Du Yuming and ask for his opinions. My opinion is consistent with you. The key to the next step is to strive to preserve several important towns in northern Myanmar, to keep the Yunnan-Burma Highway open and our return road open. Just in case," Yue Hanping said solemnly.

"Okay, I'll ask Chief Du's opinion now. By the way, Zhao Zili is also the chief of staff of the Expeditionary Force." After Liu Wenye said that, he turned around and arranged for him.

More than a dozen Japanese search teams responded in disappointment and did not find any other way to get out of the mountain. Chief of Staff Ugaki suppressed his inner despair, encouraged him with a few words of kindness, waved his hand, and sent the search team members.

Lieutenant General Watanabe was like an old monk entering meditation, with his eyes closed, and the search team did not seem to hear the rewards. Disappointment was expected. Before the war, Japanese surveyors of the army sneaked into Myanmar to draw the most detailed Burmese combat map, and the aviation troops also reconnaissed many times. There was only one exit in this area of ​​Zumoyu.

There is also an exit in the southeast, and there is no need to send scouts. He must have been guarding the Central Team. The Central Team commander was determined to encircle and annihilate his division, and a hint of bitterness appeared on Watanabe's face.

He was unwilling to disperse his troops to fight for the Yama Pass, although Chief of Staff Colonel Ugaki proposed several times to turn troops to attack another Yama Pass. Concentrating his troops at one point was Watanabe's always the principle of using troops.

General Iida sent several telegrams to ask how the breakthrough of the 56th Division was progressing. Lieutenant General Watanabe just ordered Chief of Staff Colonel Ugaki to send the last telegram: Lord Iida, Commander of the 15th Army, our troops have been surrounded by the enemy, and breaking through is impossible. On behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the 56th Division, I sent the last telegram to you, determined to lead the brave soldiers of the Imperial Army and the Chinese to fight bloody battle to the end. Long live the Emperor of the Great Japanese Empire. After this telegram is sent, our division will destroy the password book and all confidential documents and smash the radio station.

A string of radio waves flew across the jungle. When Iida Nakata was holding the last electric fire sent by the 56th Division, the Lieutenant General stood silent for a while. Cold sweat flowed down his spine, "This bastard cannot come out." Iida suddenly roared in the middle.

The commander's furiousness scared the young soldiers next to him to put down their work and looked at the commander in confusion. General Iidan wished he could fly to the Zumoyu Mountain Pass and slapped Watanabe hard.

Commander Iida was furious and sent a stern telegram to the 56th Division, ordering the 56th Division to break through, and at the same time told Lieutenant General Watanabe that there would be air force to support them in breaking through.

Chief of Staff Ugaki held the telegram and handed it to Lieutenant General Watanabe. Watanabe seemed to see the ugly look of furious Iida jumping up and down, and snorted coldly, "Our radio station has been destroyed, and we can't reply to the telegram."

Chief of Staff Ugaki carefully advised the division commander, that we still have more than 15,000 people, and we should be able to rush out."

Lieutenant General Watanabe looked at him jokingly, feeling that the chief of staff had been kicked by a donkey. "You don't think the Chinese team in front of you are a straw man, right? Faced with hundreds of firepower points, solid fortifications, and Chinese armored soldiers, we were tightly compressed in the valley. Do you think the body of the Imperial Army is full of steel and iron bones, and is not afraid of bullets?"

The lieutenant general's eyes were filled with a hint of sympathy, and his attitude completely regarded Chief of Staff Ugaki as a deeply ill-dead person. Chief of Staff Ugaki blushed and muttered a few words, but he didn't say anything after all.

It was finally dawning. The Japanese military camps and the Japanese soldiers lazily cleared their guns and ammunition. They were used to fighting battlefields, and their lives were as despicable as ants. The positions were filled with the emotions of failure, and almost all the Japanese soldiers understood that they could not see the sun.

When breakfast was served, all the Japanese soldiers were holding their rice bowls, squatting on the position, enjoying the last sunshine. There was no one, and there was a chewing sound on the position. The atmosphere was so dull that it was suffocating. I don’t know who cried out first. The crying sound came, infecting all the Japanese soldiers. Many veterans suppressed their throats and whimpered.

Chief Ugaki heard the crying sound of the position, and couldn't help but frown secretly and walked onto the position quickly, "Warriors, you are the bravest soldiers of the empire and the descendants of the Yamato nation. The Chinese can cheer up compared to you, hold your guns, and make the Chinese tremble under your bayonet."

The crying gradually stopped, but without the Chief of Staff, he held a bayonet rifle and could not meet the Chinese. They clearly remembered that the carbines in the hands of the Chinese soldiers opposite seemed to be unable to spit out bullets.

The Chinese team positions, which were closely connected to the Japanese positions, were excited and prepared for the final general attack. The positions were busy, and the machine gun ammunition hands were busy pressing bullets for the links and magazines. The young infantry, under the guidance of the veterans, tightened their legs and tightened them, and the magazines were full of bullets.

Ma Dan, Yue Hanping's guard, orphan taken in on the Yunnan-Burma Highway. A 13-year-old child, wearing military uniforms and having a few full meals, grew taller. He looked like a 15-6-year-old child, and he was also excitedly wiping the box gun.

Yue Hanping looked at him and smiled, "You kid, how about you wipe the gun so well?"

Ma Dan solemnly saluted the commander, "Captain, I want to go to the battlefield to fight the Japanese."

"Commander, this time we will encircle and annihilate the 56th Division of the Japanese. Everyone has gone up. I will also arrest a few Japanese and make meritorious contributions."

Yue Hanping immediately looked stern, "You think war is a child playing house, that is a battlefield with guns and bullets. You are too young to go up, so stay in the military."

Chapter 276: Sino-Japanese Jingdong Melee (III)
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