After receiving the supplies delivered by Gao Hongming, the expeditionary army immediately began to take action.
Naturally, the actions of more than 100,000 people could not be hidden from the Japanese.
At that time, the Japanese army had only two divisions, the Fifty-fifth and Fifty-sixth Divisions in Myanmar, both of which were under the command of the Japanese Thirty-third Army.
After receiving information that the national army was about to launch a counterattack, the commander of the 33rd Army, Lieutenant General Daben Zhengcai, immediately ordered the 55th and 56th divisions to prepare immediately, as a big war was about to break out.
The sky was dimming at dusk, a slightly cool gust of wind was howling in the sky, and the setting sun that should have been hanging on the top of the mountain was now blocked by thick clouds. All these indicated that the weather to come was likely to be very bad.
A simple dirt road winds along a forest into the distance. Dozens of families are scattered along this road, and it is these families that form a village.
At this time, a marching team was stopped by the village by more than a dozen British soldiers wearing Brody helmets, brown and green military uniforms, and holding Lee-Enfield rifles.
The leader of this British army is a major with light yellow hair. This time he is standing on the roadside, looking at the group of soldiers in front of him who are dusty and dressed in tatters. Many of them are still wearing straw sandals on their feet.
With a look of disdain on his face, he was speaking in blunt Chinese to the Chinese soldiers in front of him.
"I am the Staff Major of the 87th Regiment, 1st Division of the British Empire Army. Now I order you to return to your place immediately and not to move forward."
The soldiers who were stopped were at a loss. Everyone turned their heads and looked behind them.
At this time, an officer also wearing the rank of major stood out from the crowd.
He walked up to the major and said with a stern face: "Mr. Major, I am Jiang Dong, the combat staff of the 178th Regiment of the newly formed 22nd Division of the National Army. Our department has been ordered to rush to Taungoo as quickly as possible. The military situation is urgent.
, I hope you will let me go immediately."
"Let it go?" The British major sneered, looking at the dusty Chinese soldiers in front of him with contempt, and said arrogantly: "I don't care which army you are in, but I am following the order of Governor Wavell, no.
Any troops are allowed to pass, and you are certainly no exception.
If you insist on moving forward, I will have no choice but to be rude to you."
Although the British Empire was already twilight at this time, as the saying goes, the donkey will not fall until it dies. Although I have fallen into despair, my ancestors are still rich after all. When facing a weak country like China, the British have that strong will.
The inexplicable sense of self-confidence naturally fills me up.
But what the major didn't expect was that it would be fine if he encountered other national army troops, but these troops were actually the newly formed 22nd Division.
As the commander of the newly formed 22nd Division, Liao Yaoxiang was known for his fearlessness in fighting strong enemies and his courage to fight tough battles. However, in terms of his personal life, he was a model.
Xie Bingying, a famous female writer in modern my country, highly praised him. She wrote this in "The Bloody War between India and Burma": "General Liao is a perfect gentleman. He never smokes, drinks, plays cards, or plays cards." Although he is a womanizer, he is a man who regards the country and the nation as his life. He does not care about personal life and death, and takes the rise and fall of the country as his own responsibility.
Of course, these words may be exaggerated, but it can also be seen from this that Liao Yaoxiang's personal integrity is indeed not comparable to ordinary people. The troops led by such a person will naturally bear his strong personal imprint.
"you dare!"
Seeing that the British major insisted on not letting them pass, Jiang Dong almost burst out of anger. He strode up to the British major and with a "poof" sound, he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at the opponent's feet on the spot.
"Shet!"
The British major was furious, and before he could curse, another mouthful of phlegm was spitted in front of him.
These two consecutive mouthfuls of phlegm completely angered the British major. He pressed his right hand on his waist and tried to pull out his gun.
But Jiang Dong stepped forward and held down his gun-drawing hand with his left hand, then took out a pistol and put it against his waist.
"What are you going to do?" Seeing Jiang Dong's actions, the British soldiers behind the major were shocked and quickly took off the rifles on their shoulders and pointed them at Jiang Dong.
"Wow!"
There was a sound of pulling the bolt of a gun.
Then an eerie voice sounded in the ear of the British Major, "Mr. Major, if you don't want to die, you'd better ask your subordinates to put down their guns, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."
Following Jiang Dong's voice, the major looked up and found that the rows of Chinese soldiers in front of him had already pointed their guns at them. He even saw several machine guns set up dozens of meters away, and there were dark holes.
The muzzle of the gun radiated cold light like the scythe of death.
Seeing more than a hundred guns and several machine guns pointed at them, the major and the soldiers behind him were dumbfounded.
With such a disparity in strength, everyone knew that once opened fire, the dozen or so of them would never survive for ten seconds.
"If I were you, I would immediately order the soldiers to put down their guns, otherwise I can't guarantee your life safety!"
Facing the black muzzle and the eerie sound, the British major wisely ordered the soldiers to put down their guns.
For a few minutes, the British major was ashamed and angry as he watched groups of soldiers passing by in front of them, but all he could do was send someone to report the intelligence to his superiors.
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Taungoo on the morning of November 21
Taungoo is located at the intersection of the Xitang River, the Kabawen River and railways and highways. It is also a strategic location that must be fought over by the Chinese and Japanese armies.
On a remote road, with the sound of chaotic horse hooves, a group of Japanese cavalry began to appear. This group of cavalry belonged to the 55th Cavalry Regiment of the Japanese Army. Their mission was to quickly rush to Toungoo and occupy it.
When dozens of cavalrymen from this cavalry team came to the foot of a hillside, the captain at the head suddenly raised his hand, and then the whole cavalry team immediately stopped.
Just when the captain looked around and was about to say something.
"Da da da……"
More than a dozen Chinese soldiers suddenly appeared on the hillside, each holding a Thompson M1A1 submachine gun and firing at the Japanese cavalry at the same time.
Everyone exposed their bodies and started shooting. Looking at the Japanese cavalry crowded on the narrow road with no chance to fight back, the Chinese soldiers felt like it was a massacre.
On such a narrow road, a cavalry consisting of dozens of horses squeezed the entire road into little space. The soldiers who were shooting at targets with submachine guns on the hillside hardly needed to aim before the bullets rained down on these Japanese soldiers.
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The leading Japanese captain was hit by a bullet before he could say a word. He then fell off his horse and was soon crushed under the heavy body of the horse.
The military uniform on his body had been soaked in red with blood, and his body was still twitching slightly. Blood foam poured out from the corners of his mouth, and then he slowly closed his eyes.