The battle for the 680 Heights over there was still a fierce battle. On this side, Cheng Jiaji, Wen Songyuan and other senior officers of the New Twentieth Army were surrounded by a large group of guards and came to the door of the Eighth Army Department in a small British church in Gongjian Town, a small town located in the border area of ​​Myanmar, China and Myanmar.

At this time, He Shaoguang, the commander of the Eighth Army who had already informed him, had led a military officer and assistant to the gate of the church for a long time.

"From Brother Zhou!" Cheng Jiaji saw this and quickly turned over and dismounted, and gave the lieutenant general who was nearly 40 years old. Speaking of which, this person who had to stay in Chongqing for half a year to "retreat" the "Prince of the He family, no matter how old he met Cheng Jiaji. Although Cheng Jiaji had always been a minister who was a minister, there were still two people who had never had direct conflicts in the scene.

"Haoran! Isn't it? Is it interesting to have this set of false officialdom between us brothers? To be honest, as soon as you, Yum General, stood in front of me, the big stone in my heart disappeared immediately!" He Shaoguang's words were not all polite words. Although this double-level high-level student who graduated from the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer's School and Huangpu First Phase, has been in the military for twenty years.

, talking about war and martial arts is a good idea. And relying on his gambling with his subordinates, the only secret of getting acquaintances can still gain military popularity. But for some reason, when commanding in the battle, He Shaoguang lacked the spirit of decisiveness. In a word, such a famous brigade of the Eighth Army, in the hands of this eldest son with the wife of the Sixth House, can be used as a garrison, but if he charges and defeats the enemy, he really doesn't even think about it!

Objectively speaking, the Eighth Army was ordered to help Lashio. The reason why it was slow to act and ineffective in combat. If it were said that he, the commander of the army, did not have the slightest desire to fight and avoid war, it was certainly unreasonable, but he was more afraid of being unable to meet his strength. In fact, He Shaoguang's life in the past few days was not easy. Given that Lashio gains and losses were related to the success or failure of the Myanmar war, and it was the international view, the supreme authority urged and forced him to do it by two telegrams a day. General Sun in the furnace on his body even sued him for three or four hours!

He Shaoguang, who has been reprimanded for a lot of times, has always cared about nothing. He thought that if this continues, the number of people will not fall. But this army that has taken tens of thousands of troops to be truly controlled by the tens of thousands of troops will probably not be able to be saved. Just like that, Cheng Jiaji and his troops, who came to the flying soldiers, turned into the only life-saving straw at the moment. Just for this, no matter Cheng Jiaji and He Shaoxian, the uncle who was the Minister of Military Affairs, were not in line with each other, at this critical moment, he had to be enthusiastic about Cheng Jiaji.

Cheng Jiaji, who had been fighting for three years in the officialdom, could not understand these things. After a few more words, the two military thrones, who seemed to be close friends, came straight to the Eighth Army-level combat room side by side.

"Dear officials. Our 8th Army troops were deployed along the Salwin River from east to west. Rong's 1st Division stationed troops in Huoban, the military headquarters and the 103th Division stationed in Gongjian, and the 166th Division was located opposite Bangpaman. The Japanese army had already set up close defenses at the ferry crossings on the other side, and recently repelled our army's tentative ferries several times..1@6@[email protected]. At present, the enemy and our army are in a confrontation along the river! The biggest difficulty now is that the Japanese army, who were in place, basically pulled the ships along the river to the other side, causing..." A lieutenant colonel in the Eighth Army pointed to the map and slowly introduced the current situation of the enemy and us.

"How many Japanese soldiers are there in the guarding river?" Wen Songyuan, who was impatient, rushed to ask.

Cheng Jiaji, who had always had no choice but to use Wen Songyuan, gave Chief He an apology look. Chief He smiled generously, waved his hand to the staff member who was interrupted to answer Wen Songyuan's question first.

"According to the search force report, the 114th Regiment of the 18th Division was directly responsible for blocking each ferry. On the other side of the shore, there was a brigade of the 12th Baggage Regiment and some direct troops of the 35th Brigade?" The lieutenant colonel staff replied 111 times.

"That means that the Japanese soldiers blocking the river are less than 5,000 people in total? A Japanese, a mere rebel, blocked the 40,000 people of your Eighth Army! According to your current stable fighting style, when the reinforcements arrived at the city of Lashio, the brothers of the New 38th Division had already been playing hard!" Wen Songyuan's contempt was so obvious that not only most of the Eighth Army officers present looked unhappy, but even Commander He, who had made up his mind to accommodate the New 20th Army, frowned slightly.

"Master Wen, what is your attitude!" Cheng Jiaji pretended to be angry.

"Haoran, I see that Commander Wen has something to say. Will you let others finish it?" He Jun Changming persuaded and secretly said aggressively.

Since the master said this, he wanted to take this opportunity to use Wen Songyuan to spread his ideas to the public, Cheng Jiaji, who was happy to go with the flow.

"Mr. He, this is how I think. Rescue soldiers are like putting out fires. Our troops can smuggle from west of Bangpaman tonight and kill the river at night! Your Eighth Army only needs to feint attacks at a few ferries and cooperate with us." Wen Songyuan said this, and the officials and assistants of the Eighth Army who thought he would have some wonderful ideas were immediately disappointed.

"Master Wen, what you said is equivalent to not saying that there is no ferry in that area. Even if we can barely cross, we can't bring so many ships! If thousands of people mobilize to cut trees, wood, and rafts, the Japanese are not fools. If you smuggle, you will become forced ferry. What's the difference between that and what our army is doing now?" The lieutenant colonel who was the commentator first attacked. The officers of the Eighth Army who were dissatisfied with Wen Songyuan's domineering tendencies followed one after another. Amid the doubts, only Commander He saw that Cheng Jiaji had already been confident. He whispered: "Haoran, can we talk alone?"

In the evening, the Salwin River was shrouded in a thin layer of fog.

"Brother Desheng. Although the river is only forty or fifty feet wide, the surface of the river is not calm. If the military commander let us do this, how sure is he "old man"?" Yang Caifa, the commander of the 1st battalion of the New First Regiment, had secretly compared the "rafts" in front of him that were made up with a marching pot and iron wire strips with the waves on the shore from time to time. But the more he compared the comparison, the more he felt weak and sweaty his hands...

"The military captain said he was certain! But if he didn't take a risk like this, the hope of rescuing the new 38th Division would be even more slim." Zhao Desheng replied, giving in and following him for more than ten years, and he couldn't believe his ears.

"Brother Desheng, are you so confused? You're just a life-long life, and you're still fighting for it." This time, Zhao Desheng didn't answer again, but walked to a "raft" on the river beach with big strides.

"Brother Desheng, don't be anxious, I won't complain anymore. Wouldn't it be enough? You snatched my life and let me dare to see my sister-in-law in the future!" Yang Caifa, who knew Zhao Desheng was very keen to stop him.

"Caifa, call them all!" Zhao Desheng said in a heavy tone.

Everyone gathered in this area. It was very fast to gather together. In just a few breaths, many of the "them" Zhao Desheng said came.

"Brothers, everyone has been in the rain of bullets for half their lives, and we don't know much about the big principles. But they are loyal to the country and nation, loyal to the superiors and filial to their parents, but these old men always recognize the land. Military officers treat us, and wait for the injured and disabled brothers in the Jun Street to be rich. In front of the two armies, we don't fight for the first place, are we still humans?" Zhao Desheng said this, after scanning the survivors of the hundreds of men who came out of Jun Street in front of him, he continued: "Besides, this time I pulled out all the guns, which forced Wen Crazy to surrender. I am not fighting for this tone for me alone, but Guangxi brothers in the New First Regiment, and making this face for Jun Street! The company leader of your camp came from Jun Street. I won't let you take this risk first, who will let you go?"

Junjie! Junjie! That deep alley where women almost all became widows, became the richest civilian residence in Yulin City. It is undoubtedly the holy place where these brothers came out of there!

Looking at the solemn faces of the brothers, Zhao Desheng felt relieved.

As the sky completely darkened, the fog became thicker and thicker. However, four or five hundred men from Bagui still poured a sip of white wine, and pushed a simple "raft" that was about to carry everything they were all over, and jumped into the spring cold river. At the moment of entering the water, some of these brothers who knew a little watery nature were excited, some were uneasy, and some were even trembling because of fear, but none of them thought of retreating! Because they all knew that even if they took a step back at this time, they would not only be sorry for their ancestors, but also not be tolerated by the laws of heaven and military law!

In fact, at this moment, the most worried person in the new group was Zhao Desheng who stood on the shore to watch the "scenery".

The psychological quality that Zhao Desheng had obtained with dozens of scars of all sizes on his body, which made Wen Songyuan, who was rarely convinced, seemed to have all failed at this time, so that from the moment the "raft" was sunk into the night, the telescope he held flat on his chest frequently "nodded".

It is no wonder that veterans like Zhao Desheng who have experienced hundreds of battles may be able to ignore the sea of ​​corpses and blood on the battlefield, but they are most disgraceful to their subordinates and brothers to sacrifice their lives outside the battlefield.

One, two, three,... In fact, Zhao Desheng, who was concentrating on counting the number of "rafts" that occasionally showed off his "ravens" in the endless night, did not know that according to his method of counting one by one, he was destined to be unable to get accurate numbers. But he did this just to make the heart that jumped around in his chest, be "benefited".

Time passed by minute by minute, and the "result" approached step by step, making Zhao Desheng's face turn blue. At this moment, Zhao Desheng had always regretted that he should be so strong.

Fortunately, a pile of vague fires appeared on the other side. Seeing this fire, Zhao Desheng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally the entire army was not destroyed. The next second, the one in his mind that had just been slacked in his mind became tense again. The river had passed, but the amount of the loss had not been paid back.

"Wow!" A sudden huge wave hit a large rock on the riverside not far from where Zhao Desheng stood, and the waves splashed everywhere and watered him.

The wave hit Zhao Desheng's heart suddenly stuttered, which made him change his color. Of course, he would not have the coolness on his face. The association aroused by this aggressive wave.

Caifa, Bupleurumi, Xiao Shuanzhu, and Yehouer. Zhao Desheng silently recited the names of these brothers who had long been connected with him. Those familiar faces also passed through the sea of ​​faces. Unconsciously, Zhao Desheng found that the corners of his eyes became so wet.

"I'm old! After all, I'm 45 or 6. I've been going back for three to five years, and I'm so sentimental!" Zhao Desheng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, while pretending to be open-minded and said to himself.

"Room seat! Someone is coming over the river!" Zhao Desheng's guard platoon Wu Liugou shouted.

"What are you shouting? Fuss!" He scolded him, but Zhao Desheng was impatient to move forward quickly, but fully exposed his hypocritical face of the state officials who were only allowed to set fire.

The person who climbed ashore was Zhao Desheng just now talking about Xiao Shuanzhu, one of the landlords. Of course, those who can be Zhao Desheng's brothers are still in their thirties no matter how young they are.

When Zhao Desheng ran to Xiao Shuanzhu only seven or eight steps away, he was not afraid of Zhao Desheng when he flew to the gun in front of him, so he did not dare to take another step forward. Xiao Shuanzhu was crying! Without anesthetics, Zhao Desheng dug out a Guangdong army machine gun bullet from his stomach with a bayonet. Xiao Shuanzhu, who didn't even hum, was actually crying!

"Zhuzi, how many brothers have you broken? Who among our brothers left?" Zhao Desheng asked with a strong support. He knew Shuanzhu very well. If it weren't for the brothers who had been working hard in the military street together, this iron man would not have become the current appearance of "pear blossoms with rain".

"Brother Desheng. The waves are too big, there are six rafts. On the other rafts... some brothers were washed into the river... The brothers with good water nature climbed ashore, and some disappeared. We lost more than thirty brothers in one camp." When Xiao Shuanzhu, who was already sobbing, said intermittently, he could no longer say anything.

"Zhuzi! Tell me the fuck! Who did we brothers lose?" From the point of loss not to being unbearable, Zhao Desheng, who was increasingly sure of the ominous premonition in his heart, rushed forward and shook Xiao Shuanzhu desperately, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Caifa and Huzi were on one of the six rafts. I led people to search along the river for several miles but couldn't find them!" Xiao Shuanzhu, who was forced to helplessly responded with a voice as if he was diarrhea.

"Ah!" Zhao Desheng, who felt that he was burned to death, let out a long and thrilling sound that made people hear it, his feet softened and knelt on the sand. At the same time, liquid oozed out of his tiger's eyes again, but this time, not only tears, but also blood!

In 1942, on the night of March 6, nearly a thousand elite troops belonging to the New Twenty Army's new first regiment, successfully smuggled across the Salwin River at the cost of 83 people's "missing", and attacked Bonpaman, an important ferry crossing on the West Bank at 12:00 a.m.! Two Japanese squadrons stationed at the Japanese Bonpaman were caught off guard, most of which were annihilated and a small part retreated. The New Twenty Regiment's crossing forces then relied on Bonpaman, and supported the New Twenty-Hundred Division, which had been lurking on the other side of Bonpaman for a long time.

After hearing the news, Major General Kiyokai Kawaguchi, the commander of the 35th Brigade of Meng Xi, heard the news, hurriedly mobilized more than a thousand troops to counterattack. However, it was too late. Instead, he was attacked by the two battalions of the 200th Regiment of the New First Division, which had already established a foothold, and the New First Regiment crossing troops. He suffered more than half of the troops and retreated back to Meng Xi.

By dawn on March 7, nearly 5,000 New Twenty Army had already stepped onto the land on the west bank of the Salwin River! The Japanese army responsible for the defense of the river, who knew they were unable to drive their opponents down the river, had also shrunk their troops in the direction of Lashio in a step. This means that there was no natural barrier between the Chinese army with more than four divisions and the New Thirty-Eighth Division, which was hungry for help! From the moment of the beginning, the battle situation in Myanmar, which had not been beneficial to the Chinese army, also had a major turning point.

Of course, the turning point of the Chinese army means a crisis for the Japanese army! Two hours after the New Twenty Army broke through the Japanese Salwin River defense line, they were busy dealing with the Central Plains Rule I of the 60,000 to 70,000 Chinese and British Allied Forces defending Mandalay, and sent an emergency telegram to Lieutenant General Mutan asking whether he was sure to capture Lashio while blocking the Chinese reinforcements coming across the river and annihilate the defenders.

I thought that Lashio City was already beaten by hand and Lieutenant General Mutian called back and said, "Give me another corps and I can turn Lashio into a deadline for the Chinese army to move south!"

Given that even a brigade of mobile troops could no longer be found, Zhongyuan Ruo sent an urgent telegram to Tokyo and asked the base camp to add at least 2,000 combat troops to the 18th Division within 24 hours.

Due to the situation, after emergency consultations, the Japanese war cabinet decided to use the last ace in his hand, the Kumi Paratrooper Brigade, which belonged to the 5th Flying Division of the Japanese Army.

So, the Japanese Kumi Paratrooper Brigade, which was trained by German military experts, was regarded as "the world's worst tactical and technical airborne force", received an order on the same day to transfer from Manila, the capital of the Philippines, the former stationed Philippine to Katsunoka Airport, northwest of Tonggucheng, which had been occupied by Japanese ground troops.

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