Du Yuming, the commander of the Fifth Army, was leading his troops to travel through the primitive jungle and mountains, trying to get rid of the pursuers and find a way back to the motherland. Of course, he didn't know that at this time, the 55th Division had changed its offensive target.

But the United States searched for General Stilwell and his bodyguard's reconnaissance planes, but discovered the war that was still ongoing.

"I don't know which unit is fighting the Japanese below. The only thing I can say is that it was the most tragic battle I have ever seen in my life!"

Never think that the pilot is talking nonsense. He was flying a reconnaissance plane and repeatedly flew over the hillside. Because he flew too many times and had a low flying height, he was shot down by the Japanese army with a light machine gun, and was eventually forced to land on a relatively empty grassland.

After jumping off the plane, the American pilot checked briefly and soon found that an oil pipe on the outside of the plane was broken by a bullet. He searched through all the accessories on his plane, but could not find a replacement oil pipe. In this case, the pilot, who was scolded by his boss for not knowing how many times because of his Western denim-like adventure spirit, simply took apart a Cuban cigar he carried with him, wrapped the oil pipe that was broken by the bullet with foil wrapped in cigars, and then strengthened it with the gum he chewed in his mouth for a while, barely eliminating the obstacle. As for the plane's chance to be in the air, it caught fire and exploded because of the oil pipe leaking. Will it be forced to land again because of too much oil leaking and half-flying, then God, the old man knows!

When all this was done, the Japanese search team responsible for searching for the shot down reconnaissance plane was about to find this place. The American pilot had even heard the voice of Japanese soldiers talking. However, at this time, the pilot was stunned to find that the engine of the reconnaissance plane could not be activated. Without the help of the airport service staff, he had to ignite the engine manually and then jump onto the plane again before the plane took off.

If he couldn't do this, he would either become a prisoner of the Japanese army, or just like the Chinese Expeditionary Force, use his legs to walk out of this mountain full of primitive jungle everywhere!

“Huhhhh…”

When the engine on the reconnaissance plane finally began to rotate and made a unique roar, the brave driver heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming down from the hillside on the other side of the grass. Needless to mention the soldiers of the Japanese search team, they had discovered him and the reconnaissance plane. As the engine was turning faster and faster, the reconnaissance plane was running faster and faster on the empty grass.

This American pilot, who was not too tall and could not be too outstanding, ran desperately, jumped up regardless of the slightest moment, grabbed the wall of the flight cabin. Just as he was crying in his heart, he climbed into the cabin with his hands and feet. When he finally fell back into the happiest cradle in his most disgraceful posture, a gunshot came from behind him and the reconnaissance plane.

"Fortunately, Japanese soldiers are not used to using submachine guns, and their search team does not carry weapons such as light machine guns for the sake of convenience. Otherwise, at our distance, my plane and I would have been 100% finished!"

God knew that it was God who finally opened his eyes, or the pilot's prayer had worked. The reconnaissance plane left a hole of bullets from eleven or two rifle bullets, but this was scarred. Even a certain oil pipe was pieced together with tin foil wrapped in Cuban cigars and chewing gum, and finally carried the pilot back into the blue sky.

The brave pilot knew that his plane might catch fire in the air, and was more likely to be unable to fly back to the base because of too much fuel loss. He was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and he didn't know how the word "death" was written. He swung over the battlefield again and expressed his greatest disdain to the enemy with his actual actions!

When the reconnaissance aircraft, which had obviously been shot down but had turned over and flew back again, and even more fucking the American-style Ming Dynasty and provocation, finally turned the head and flew straight to the east, a piece of Toffee candy paper produced in the United States, with the inevitable smell of gasoline starfish in the driver's hand, kept rolling and falling from the air, falling down just in front of the Japanese commander who had even his beloved command knife broken into two pieces.

Looking down at this small piece of dried tofu, it is no bigger than a piece of dried tofu, with colorful candy paper printed on it, smelling the smell of gasoline floating into the nose, if the eyes can also become a weapon, then the reconnaissance plane flying farther and farther in the sky, the pilot sitting on it, will definitely be shot down by the air and blown to pieces!

On the other end of the position, Lei Zhen, who had witnessed all this from a high place, smiled. He raised his telescope and watched the reconnaissance plane that could also fly up again. Until there was no trace of it, he smiled and said, "I like this kid with a seed!"

"Especially his last provocation," the genius smiled and said, "I guess the commander of the enemy opposite us is so angry that he is already so angry that he is. The more angry he is and the more anxious he is to achieve success, the more likely he is to make mistakes."

As a graduate of the Whampoa Military Academy and participating in the Northern Expedition, Luo Sanpao can see further than a genius in this regard. He first glanced at the two radio stations placed in the division command center but were silent, and then said: "The most important thing is that as long as the driver can bring the news back, the Chongqing Military Commission and even Chairman Jiang will know that the fierce battle is underway here. I think it won't take long before the superiors will find a way to contact us."

Luo Sanpao's prediction was correct. The American pilot forced the reconnaissance plane that burned the fuel in the middle of the journey. After gliding, he drove back to the base, he ignored the airport logistics personnel who looked at the reconnaissance plane and gasped in his mouth. Before the pilot jumped off the plane, he pulled his loud voice and shouted loudly: "War, I saw that the Chinese continued to fight against the enemy in Myanmar, and deaths were everywhere. My God..."

Speaking of this, the pilot took out a piece of toffee candy from his flight suit, threw it into his mouth in a big way, and then continued to shout: "It looks really miserable!"

Not all Chinese troops have become scattered soldiers, and not all Chinese expeditionary forces have lost the courage to fight against the enemy. There is also an unknown number of troops, but there will definitely not be too few. They are relying on favorable terrain to defend against the dangerous enemy and fight to the death!

Such news is like a needle to strengthen the heart, and finally made the Chongqing Military Commission, which was in a sluggish atmosphere, feel a little excited! What they are now considering is not how to defeat the Japanese army on the battlefield in Myanmar and ensure the smooth flow of the Burma Highway, but how to make Du Yuming and his Fifth Army return to China as completely as possible!

The battle in Myanmar is still continuing, which at least shows that the Fifth Army has not yet entered the worst situation, and they at least have the power to turn around and fight.

"I understand, I understand all!"

At the Chongqing Military Commission, when he heard this news, He Yingqin, the chief of staff of the National Revolutionary Army, suddenly lit up. He walked quickly to the map and said loudly: "I have always wondered why our army is now isolated and has no support and has no logistics supply. It is already a tired army. In the radio and newspapers of the Japanese, the slogan "If you want to conquer China, you must destroy the 200th Division first". However, their fast mobile troops gave up the attack on the 200th Division of Dai Anlan. The main force of Takeuchi Kurashiro entered the periphery of the Wild Man Mountain. Instead, he did not join the pursuit of the 200th Division, but turned to other positions like the fast mobile troops. It turned out that someone had inserted a steel nail here. Even if the enemy wanted to pursue the 200th Division, they had to consider it. If the hidden dangers were not removed first, the 200th Division and even the entire Fifth Army counterattacked, they would be in an absolute dilemma of being attacked from both sides."

Speaking of this, He Yingqin let out a long breath in his chest. He, the chief of staff of the National Revolutionary Army, looked at the map in front of him and combined with the current collection of reports, and he could make a judgment: "Du Yuming and his Fifth Army, including the 200th Division, can finally get rid of the pursuers behind him!"

"There is also a piece of intelligence sent back by American reconnaissance planes here." A combat staff member quickly read: "According to our aerial reconnaissance, it was found that the Japanese 55th Division was chasing into the mountainous areas from near Menggu. And their engineers were opening a temporary passage that allowed artillery and light tanks!"

In the confidential combat staff room of the Chongqing Military Commission, a group of senior combat staff who could be called the pride of heaven looked at each other. After a long time, one combat staff said: "It seems that this sniper battle is quite a big deal. Their mobile troops must have suffered a great loss on the battlefield. Therefore, the 55th Division is not only the main force that rushed to the entire line, but also in order to destroy temporary fortifications, their heavy weapons must be transported."

"The main force of the entire division rushed to the top," another combat adviser thought, "How many troops should Du Yuming's army use to fight this sniper battle if he can force them to use such a big move?"

In fact, there is no need to ask this question at all. Everyone present is truly elite talents. They look at each other and have found the same answer in each other's eyes: "At least one teacher!"

The question is, now that Du Yuming, who has actually lost control of the entire army, can he find a division's sniper unit when he enters the primitive jungle of Myanmar? The bigger question is, even if there is still a complete unit to use, who is willing to stay? You know, the Japanese army has achieved a decisive victory in Myanmar. Leaving a sniping enemy is equivalent to choosing death.

He Yingqin thought for a while and ordered: "Contact Du Yuming immediately and ask him to report which unit is sniping the enemy!"

"It may be because of the radio station failure or the troops collapsed. We lost contact with Du Yuming's military headquarters two days ago."

Listening to the report of his subordinates, He Yingqin fell silent again. Du Yuming's military headquarters lost contact with the outside world two days ago, which itself shows that Du Yuming had no more available soldiers around him. In this case, Du Yuming is certainly even less likely to leave a division unit to snipe the enemy's pursuers.

"Is this a trap deliberately laid by the Japanese army to lure our army into a trap? But... they did this without any meaning except for the opportunity to eliminate our Fifth Army, especially Dai Anlan's 200th!"

His brain was spinning rapidly, but He Yingqin discovered that with the information they held in their hands, even he, the chief of staff, could not penetrate the fog of war and directly see the essence of the incident. After a long silence, He Yingqin said decisively: "If it is really not possible to find a way to contact the unit that is fighting fiercely with the enemy, you can directly use clear code to report to them!"

Facing the eyes of everyone in the confidential war room, He Yingqin said in a deep voice: "No matter who they are, once we contact them, we must do everything we can to meet their requirements and support them with all means. This is also the only thing we can do to these warriors."

An operational staff member suggested: "Do you want to report to Chairman Chiang?"

"Not needed for the time being." He Yingqin said: "When you contact the troops and find out their organization and the supreme commander, it will not be too late to report to the principal after this series of situations."

Just as the offensive and defensive battle between Lei Zhen and the two corpses continued until the third day, when the 55th Division led by Takeuchi Hiroshi was already rushed over, the two telegram mailers and receivers sitting in front of the division command station suddenly widened their eyes. Because on such a fierce battlefield, the radio station, which had been silent, finally received the message sent for them.

"Reporter's seat!"

A telegram mailman opened his eyes wide. At this time, even his voice trembled slightly due to excessive excitement. "The Chongqing Military Commission's confidential operation department called us, please report the troops number and the current situation on the battlefield immediately! They also said that if there is any need, please speak as long as possible, and they will do everything possible to support us!"

"support?"

As the division commander, Lei Zhen's expression was far less excited than the two telegram mailers. Even if the senior leaders from the confidential combat room of the Chongqing Military Commission contacted them, what could they do?

"Tanks, mortars, armored vehicles, light and heavy machine guns, bullets, grenades, artillery shells, first aid medicines, food, field fortification equipment, air support, ground support... What can your Chongqing Military Commission confidential operations department give me?"

The telegram mailer who finally found his job and was responsible for sending a message to the confidential combat department of the Chongqing Military Commission was really excited. He really didn't pay attention. These words were just Lei Zhen's muttering to himself. As his fingers were pressing and a series of "beeping" sounds made on the radio, Luo Sanpao had no time to stop them, the telegram mailer faithfully and completely transmitted Lei Zhen's words to the confidential combat room of the Chongqing Military Commission thousands of miles away through the radio waves.

Seeing such a reply, all the confidential war room leaders who were arrogant and used to the respect and welcome of others had their faces turned green.

A combat staff member snorted: "I don't know who is commanding the troops, but I can now be sure that he is 100% a thorn. And it is a thorn among the thorns!"

He Yingqin listened to such words, "What's wrong with him? I wish our army was full of such thorns! Send a report to that unit again and record it."

A combat staff member who received shorthand training quickly opened the notebook in his hand. In the slight friction between the pen tip and paper, and the electronic sound of the radio station, the telegram dictated by He Yingqin himself once again reached Lei Zhen. "I am He Yingqin, the Chief of Staff of the National Revolutionary Army, and indeed, the Japanese army has occupied air superiority. We can provide support very limited, but no matter what, we will do our best. This is not only the responsibility of a soldier, but also the responsibility we have to respect the heroes from the heart and the obligation to our compatriots! And, I hope to report the situation on the battlefield. Although we cannot provide the most timely support, please believe that our anti-Japanese soldiers' patriotism and loyalty are connected."

Looking at the second telegram, Lei Zhen nodded slightly. As the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to deal with. Although He Yingqin is the chief of staff, he is obviously much more polite and polite than the staff in the confidential war room. Between the lines of this telegram, Lei Zhen can read his sincerity from the bottom of his heart.

Although He Yingqin's battles commanded by He Yingqin failed repeatedly on the front-line battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War, he was still valued by Chiang Kai-shek. Of course, he had his own extraordinary qualities.

"The main force of the 55th Division of the Japanese army has arrived. Although the heavy weapons have not arrived yet, I believe that they will launch a more fierce attack on our positions. I don't know how long it can resist the enemy. I only know that if we block for a moment, the other brothers of our Fifth Army can walk for a moment, and their danger will be reduced by one point. If we can support two more days, the enemy will never go deep into the primitive jungle and will automatically give up the pursuit! As for the current situation of our army..."

Speaking of this, Lei Zhen's voice stopped. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I am Lei Zhen, the former spy platoon leader of the 59th Regiment of the 200th Division, and is currently the captain and commander of the Fifth Division of the Fifth Army temporary organization!"

“…”

The telegram mailer who had just made an almost unforgivable mistake and used Lei Zhen's words to the confidential combat room of the Chongqing Military Commission as an order. His finger suddenly froze there. He looked back at Lei Zhen and said carefully: "Secretary, can you report it up like this... okay?"

"What can't be reported in real information?"

As Luo Sanpao and Guicai shook their heads repeatedly, such a telegram that was really shocking and could directly cause a magnitude nine-magnitude earthquake was replied to the confidential combat room of the Chongqing Military Commission. When a lieutenant in the telegram room read it word for word, the entire confidential combat room suddenly fell into a silence like death.

Captain and Commander, this guy named Lei Zhen is so fucking?!

"Rebellion? Ambush? Or lie about military information?"

Everyone was inevitably thinking about these words with absolutely close meanings. A combat staff member frowned and directly said the biggest knot in everyone's heart: "The Fifth Division is temporary? The Fifth Army has only four main divisions. When will a temporary fifth division appear? I think this person named Lei Zhen is very problematic!"

"It is indeed incredible that a captain platoon leader serves as the division commander; it is also incredible that the legion with only four main divisions suddenly has a temporary fifth division."

He Yingqin looked around the audience and said, "The fact is that the pursuit of our Fifteenth Division by the Japanese 55th Division on our Fifth Army has indeed stopped! If the American reconnaissance plane accidentally discovered the outbreak of the battle, our confidential combat room still did not understand what the reason was that the 55th Division suddenly gave up the opportunity to destroy the Fifth Army, especially the 200th Division. You must know that in Tonggucheng, Takeuchi Kuang and his 55th Division suffered a lot in front of the 200th Division, and even paid a huge price of more than 5,000 casualties. I think, in terms of the degree of hostility and hatred, if there were no special reasons, Takeuchi Kuang would never lead his 55th Division to divert the offensive target, right?"

All the combat staff were listening quietly. Although they were all elite talents with their own expertise, they must admit that compared with the Chief of Staff who had rich life experience and integrated Chinese philosophy into life and work, they still had a very long way to go!

At the same time, Takeuchi Hiroshi was pointing at the two corps captains standing in front of him, and scolding him, "What are you doing? Do you know how to attack an enemy army trapped in the Jedi? In three days, you have not captured the enemy's position. I don't blame you, but you have not cut off the enemy's water source and let them get lost. What are you thinking?! If you really don't even know this most basic common sense, okay, let me tell you that a normal person will lose his power of movement only after being hungry for seven days, and he will only need two days to drink water, and he will be exhausted, let alone, in Myanmar, where the highest temperature is now over forty-one degrees!"

"I don't care whether you are sending people to poison, and I ask the Army Air Force to send bombers to directly blow up the springs behind the enemy's positions. In short, I don't want to see the enemies on the mountain. There is enough water for thousands of people to drink every day, can clean the wounds for the wounded, and can also set up a few marching pots in a big way, cooking a bunch of messy things in it! If there is no way, you two regiment captains, please be the storm captains of the suicide squad for me personally!"

Seeing the two corps captains walking out of the division command center in a daze, Takeuchi Hiroshi said to Takahashi Shinobu: "I just looked at the enemy's position carefully. In this situation where I was in a desperate situation, the enemy still maintained high morale, which shows that they not only had a commander with extraordinary command, but also had a determination to die. However, they also had weaknesses."

Takahashi nodded and said, "The enemy commander who set up this position is a master. He used the ups and downs to build several cross-bowed firepower networks. It is difficult to break through the defense without heavy weapons suppression. However, from the overly loose structure of their troops, what we face is not like a well-trained elite force that cooperates tacitly, but rather a group of mobs that are temporarily pieced together and supported by the courage of blood and energy!"

Takeuchi Hiro nodded in approval and whispered: "I deliberately scolded the two corps captains in public. They will inevitably concentrate their full strength to launch a fierce attack on the enemy's positions again. At this time, you will lead the independent reconnaissance team, change into the enemy's uniform and touch it, take advantage of the chaos to blow up the springs in the hinterland of the enemy's defense line, and cut off the water source!"

"yes!"

After saluting Takeuchi Hiroshi, Takahashi turned around and left. When he walked out of the division command center set up in a military tent, Takeuchi Hiroshi said: "Also, tell all the corps leaders not to give the enemy any chance to fight bayonets. When launching a charge against the enemy, how many soldiers are injured or killed? The bodies can be ignored, but the weapons, ammunition and rations on them must be brought back as much as I have! The enemy has no logistics supplies, their bullets are limited, grenades are limited, and machine gun bullets are even more limited. They deliberately attract our army to rush up to fight bayonets, just to extend the battle time by snatching our army's weapons and ammunition!"

"Understood!"

Watching Takahashi Shino stride away, Takeuchi Hiroshi looked at the position occupied by Chinese soldiers in the distance again. He snorted softly: "Organizing a group of scattered soldiers and roars, you can fight with my two regiments to this extent. I don't care who you are, but I must say that you are indeed not disappointed! You can use a samurai sword to cut off the head of an enemy like you, which is my Takeuchi Hiroshi's greatest victory in this Myanmar war!"

Takeuchi Kuan did not call on other division troops, so he still used the original two regiments, but because of Takeuchi Kuan's existence, Lei Zhen immediately felt great pressure.

When a huge roar came from the right wing, Lei Zhen realized that the fierce attacks of the two enemy regiments were just feints, but their real killer was a small team of more than 20 elite soldiers. Looking at the springs that were blown up by directional blasting technology and rolling on them, Lei Zhen's face was really gloomy. As a professional soldier who had received the most stringent self-training in the desert of the Gobi Desert, Lei Zhen certainly knew clearly that water represents the importance of a unit that fought against the enemy in the hot summer of the tropical region.

The pressure brought by Takeuchi Hiroshi was obviously not just that. Although the enemy was still continuing to launch a fierce attack, the two sides exchanged fire one after another. The Japanese army, which always liked to fight for bayonets, adopted the method of progressive progress, combining the squad light machine gun, grenade launcher and grenade, and advanced forward in a hidden way. Every time they encountered a tenacious sniper, they would retreat, and after a slight adjustment, they would launch another attack.

After several tug-of-wars, when Lei Zhen woke up, the troops on the front line had already used a large number of bullets in this war of attrition attrition that they could never support.

Looking at the water source that was blown up in front of him and could never be cleaned up in a short time, Luo Sanpao sighed: "Although he had fought with Takeuchi Kuan in the ancient city, he didn't feel anything at all when he was in charge of the commander Dai at that time. Now I realized that this person is really powerful enough. He saw our virtuality and reality in such a short time, and changed his tactics in a targeted manner. I think if we continue to fight like this, we don't need to be thirsty and dehydrated all over, and lose our combat effectiveness because of the bullets. The Japanese Army's number one good at attacking famous generals is indeed well-deserved!"

Lei Zhen nodded, and he suddenly ordered: "Sun Shangxiang, you should immediately return to the division headquarters and generate electricity from Chongqing, and ask Chief of Staff of He Yingqin to dispatch transport planes to airdrop food, ammunition and medicines for our army."

Looking at Sun Shangxiang's figure walking away quickly, Luo Sanpao said: "We are in Myanmar, not only are we transnational transportation, but the Japanese Air Force intercepted it. With our existing air force, even if we can successfully air transport, I think it will be a drop in the bucket."

"That's right, even if they want to implement air transport in Chongqing, they can only be better than nothing."

Lei Zhen looked at the enemy's camp under the hillside. He squinted his eyes gently and said softly: "Takeuchi Kuan, do you like to blow up the water source? Do you like to send people to dress up like Chinese soldiers and sneak into our army camp, right? Okay, I will accompany you in this game!"

...

That night, the spy platoon trained by Lei Zhen and possessed unique skills used ropes to successfully pass through the enemy encirclement from the broken wall behind them that even wild goats could not climb. Then, in a group of three people, under the guidance of the map, they rushed towards their respective targets.

One night, a dull roar sounded around the 55th Division from time to time. It was the ups and downs of explosions that made most of the officers and soldiers of the 55th Division unable to sleep all night. I don’t know how many people, even if they were lying down, held the rifle tightly in their hands, for fear that they would suddenly be attacked by Chinese troops at night. In a mixed team, even their own guns could not be found.

However, the Chinese army in the mountains remained calm until the first ray of sunshine in the early morning of the next day, ending the night of the explosion, which seemed extremely long, and no Chinese soldiers did anything. After many battles, even if they were fired on the city gate tower, they could sleep peacefully, and appeared in front of everyone with their energetic appearance, he saw obvious sleep deprivation, and his face was full of helplessness.

No one washed his face, the kitchen team did not prepare breakfast for the troops, and even Major Takahashi Shinomi stood there and frowned. When he finally figured out what was going on, Takeuchi Hiroshi was dazed for a moment.

He just sent Takahashi Xiao to lead an independent reconnaissance team to blow up a spring, and the unknown commander on the mountain actually sent a large number of independent mission teams to blast all the water sources within 30 kilometers in direction, blowing them up with huge stones and blowing them cleanly. If they encounter water sources that cannot be cut off with blasting technology, they simply put a lot of poison in the time. Don't just drink it, just look at the corpses of the insects floating on the water surface, which is enough to keep people away from three feet away!

Seeing the entire division team without washing their faces and breakfast, even their spirits seemed a little bit weak, Takeuchi Kuang could only shake his head. Everyone used the same method, but Takeuchi Kuang first made a move from this field. But in terms of scale and effect, the hateful guy on the mountain was more than ten times wild and arrogant?

After taking the military kettle handed over by Takahashi, taking a sip, Takeuchi Hiroshi looked at the position of the Chinese soldiers on the opposite hillside, but he suddenly smiled.

"I won't let you tit for a moment. I will let you get thousands of people in your life. If you turn your hands, you will let me 20,000 people lose water for washing your face in the morning."

Takeuchi Kuang laughed and shouted, "Okay, I'm eye-for-eye and tooth-for-tit, I'm attacking beautifully, you're still strong enough. In this round of cutting off the water source and breaking the enemy's morale, we'll tie!"
Chapter completed!