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Chapter 564: The Southwest Defense Battle (8)

"Yes, General." Colonel Mick responded respectfully and took the order.

MacArthur drank all the coffee in his cup, placed it on the map, and said solemnly: "The natural dangers of the Nu River, I will definitely break it, definitely!"

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That night, more than a thousand U.S. paratroopers, a division of about 8,000 British troops, and about 20,000 Indian and Burmese servant troops arrived in Mangshi one after another.

At this time, neither the American nor the British troops had the habit or energy to fight at night, so they were exhausted after marching all the way. As soon as they arrived at Mangshi, they planned to rest on the spot and continue marching tomorrow.

Because the people in the county had already fled or evacuated with [***] to the east bank of the Nu River.

Instead, the empty houses in the city became temporary military camps for the American and British troops and their servants.

The entire Mangshi fell into chaos at night, as noisy as a lively vegetable market.

The superior soldier who was caught by the superior for making a fuss was also assigned to a private house with his companions, but unfortunately, they were assigned a house used by local people to raise sheep.

The room was filled with the smell of urine and feces, and the air was quite turbid.

As soon as the American soldier, who was exhausted after walking all the way, entered the house, he turned around and pushed away his companions who followed him and ran out. He couldn't help but vomited violently in a corner of the yard.

"Hey, what kind of place is this, a toilet?" Several other American soldiers also covered their noses and mouths with pain in their faces and retreated to the yard, scratching their stomachs.

Some shook their heads, others sighed.

The superior soldier vomited for a while, then stood up with an ugly face: "Damn Chinese, I hate this place, I hate all Chinese, I swear, I will kill every Chinese I see."

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In Longling City, the headquarters of the 34th Brigade was still brightly lit.

"Brigade, the troops sent out by me for reconnaissance are back." Adjutant Chen hurriedly walked in from outside.

"Oh? How is the situation? Where is the US military now?" Qi Wenyan, surnamed Cun, who had been waiting anxiously, asked immediately.

"They are resting in Mangshi now and arrived more than an hour ago." Adjutant Chen replied.

"The Yankees rested in Mangshi and didn't move forward?" Cun Qi asked with some confusion.

Adjutant Chen shook his head and said: "No, they marched a long way from Lashio to get here. Needless to say, they had to eat and sleep in the open all the way. They must be very tired. They plan to rest in Mangshi for one night."

Cun Qi nodded and said: "It makes sense. The Americans don't know how fast soldiers are. Marching long distances, they must be exhausted at this time. Our army is waiting for work. If we can take advantage of the opportunity to attack at night, we may be able to achieve good results."

"Tour Master, are you planning to take back Mangshi?" Adjutant Chen asked.

Cun Qi shook his head and said: "No, Mangshi is not worth recovering. The people have already evacuated, and it is already an empty city. Our army abandoned it before, so why should I waste my military strength to recover it now."

However, the battle of guarding the troops during the day damaged the morale of our army and made it unstable.

I launch a night attack on the U.S. military. I don’t ask for great results, but I just want to revive the morale of the troops and boost their morale!”

After saying that, Cun Qi turned to look at the map and fell into deep thought. Not long after, he pointed at the map and said: "We are about twenty kilometers away from Mangshi. With the footsteps of our soldiers and their familiarity with the terrain,

If we march at full speed, we should be able to arrive in more than an hour at the latest.

In terms of time, it’s still too late.”

Adjutant Chen couldn't help but nod at Cun Qi's analysis.

"Then, how many people do you plan to send to attack?"

Cun Qi said: "In this night attack, the number of people should not be too large, but it should not be too small, otherwise it will be difficult to form an effective combat force.

I want to select 800 brave soldiers from the brigade headquarters and the 3rd and 2nd regiments, led by me personally, to attack the American army in Mangshi."

"What, Brigadier, you have to lead the team yourself. Isn't it too dangerous?" Adjutant Chen was startled.

Cun Qi said: "As a soldier, it would be a great honor for me to sacrifice my life for my country. I have already made up my mind, so I don't need to persuade you anymore."

The defenses of each regiment have been established, even if I die, you must hold on."

Seeing Cun Qi's resolute attitude, Adjutant Chen could only nod his head and said, "Yes, I will obey the military orders in this humble position."

An hour later, General Cun Qi mobilized 800 strong and courageous men from the entire brigade, carrying short guns, grenades, broadswords, spears, and some machine guns and submachine guns. They secretly set off from Longling and headed towards Mangshi under the cover of night.

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Compared with the American and British troops in the city, the treatment of the more than 20,000 servants is much worse.

In addition to being responsible for guarding the entire city, they also have to sleep on the streets.

There was no way, because the houses were occupied by officials and their American and British military men.

Therefore, both sides of the main street in the county town of Mangshi are almost filled with Burmese servants and Indian Asans.

Many Asan servants and soldiers even used their headscarves as pillows.

Ah San is the most unreliable country in the 21st world. Their military, regardless of the navy or air force, will always have all kinds of weird incidents.

For example, a submarine explodes or sinks, a plane crashes, or a missile is tested and disappeared. All kinds of seemingly unbelievable things are common in Asan's country.

Moreover, the Asans didn’t take it seriously at all. If they dropped it today, they would buy it tomorrow, and then they would drop it again, and buy it again.

This shows how undisciplined the Asans are.

It is impossible for such an army to defeat the climate.

Coupled with their dissatisfaction with the arrangements of their elders, the large number of Asan soldiers on duty outside the city seemed particularly passive.

There was not even a person standing guard, and they gathered around the fire in twos and threes, chatting in the language of Indian birds. They didn't know whether they were scolding their masters again.

Some Asans took out the curry they brought with them and grilled various wild foods caught from the nearby mountains and forests.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, except for a few high-spirited Ah Sans who stayed up all night around the fire, most of the American and British troops, both inside and outside the city, had basically fallen asleep.

When Cun Qi arrived with eight hundred tiger and wolf soldiers, the first thing he discovered was seven or eight Indian servants sleeping around the fire.

"The Yankees' vigilance is too bad, but it's just right. It gave us a golden opportunity." General Cun Qi muttered in his heart. He turned to an accompanying guard captain and whispered in a low voice: "You

Bring a few people with you to deal with these Americans, but remember, don't use guns."

"Yes!" The guard captain has followed Cun Qi for many years and has experienced hundreds of battles. He is an elite iron-blooded veteran with considerable skills.

After receiving the order, he immediately led seven soldiers holding short knives and quietly approached several Indian servants.

When they were all close to within three to five meters, they found that the group of Americans in front of them were not aware of it except for their constant snoring.

Immediately, they all quickened their pace and rushed forward. In almost a single step, they rushed around the Indian Asans, one target at a time.

He raised the short blade in his hand and struck hard at the heart and other vital points.

The sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff" as the sharp blade penetrated the flesh was heard endlessly.

These Ah Sans whose mouths were covered could not even utter a scream before their dirty and tragic lives were ended.

After Cun Qijian dealt with several Americans, he immediately waved his hand and rushed forward with 800 soldiers.

A guard captain led seven able-bodied soldiers to clear the way in front, and they easily broke through the perimeter guard of Asan's soldiers.

It was not until the grenades were thrown into the city that violent explosions occurred, and the sleeping Americans, British, and a large number of Indian and Burmese soldiers were awakened one after another.

The whole street was filled with servant soldiers who suddenly stood up.

And when groups of American and British troops rushed out of the courtyards with disheveled clothes and panicked looks, they were blocked by the numerous servants who were also in chaos.

"Damn it, get out of the way, you bastards, you stupid pigs!" The British and American officers leading the team were scolding and roaring endlessly.

At this time, gunshots were fired from the east side of the city, and shouts of killing could be heard all the time.

General Cun Qi took the lead and rushed into the city holding a Czech light machine gun. He swept through the servant soldiers who had just woken up and were at a loss.

In the darkness, countless Indian and Burmese slave soldiers were knocked to the ground by hot bullets, and they let out pitiful screams.

Eight hundred soldiers swarmed in and followed them to the death. All kinds of long and short guns were fired one after another, and grenades were thrown out.

Due to the sudden and violent attack and the lack of knowledge in the dark night, although thousands of servants and hundreds of British and American soldiers gathered in the east area of ​​the city, they were beaten back steadily.

Especially the British troops and the Indian servants. Whenever they heard the sound of gunfire, their first reaction was to flee into the city.

Some American troops and Burmese servants who dared to resist were also overwhelmed by the crowded and chaotic flow of people, and had to follow them to withdraw towards the city center.

The servant army in the center of the city was also affected. Without knowing the reality, they all turned around and ran away.

The entire city was in chaos. The American soldier, who was clamoring to kill all the Chinese in sight, and his comrades just rushed out of the yard when they were scattered by the crowded and chaotic crowd of escaping and retreating servants.

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Just like some branches in the flood, they can only flow down the river.

Cun Qi and the eight hundred tiger and wolf elites did not expect that the US military was so vulnerable and launched a fierce pursuit.

There were many servants who were injured or running slowly along the way. Once the British and American troops were overtaken, they would be hacked to death with swords and stabbed to death with spears by the red-eyed Yunnan soldiers.

"It's so fucking enjoyable. I've never fought such a happy battle. In the afternoon, those guys were saying how awesome the Americans are. What's the fucking difference between this guy and a man made of mud?" said a sturdy Yunnan man.

The soldier shouted happily while swinging his machete and cutting down enemy soldiers one after another.
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