Xia Yuan sat in the car, looking at the defeated soldiers who were immersed in joy, and looked at the sky, "Come back, your lost souls, I will help you find them."
He jumped out of the car and shouted: "Don't be stunned. Pack your things quickly. The little Japanese soldiers nearby will come over when they hear the gunshots. If you don't want to be surrounded, pack up and retreat quickly."
"yes!"
The defeated soldiers happily went to clean the battlefield. This time it was different from cleaning the battlefield in the past. In the past, in addition to collecting their guns, they also had to collect the corpses of their own people. Now, it was their turn to collect the corpses of the little Japanese devils.
Yaoma cursed, "Stop it, leave them here and let the wild wolves eat them all."
Bu Lai carried three guns on his back and said: "This little Toyang is just average. We can defeat them in minutes."
Kang Ya said: "Come on, this time it's better to follow the leader."
Bu Xiao smiled: "Yes, yes, follow the leader, we have Xiao Dongyang to kill."
The defeated soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, while Xia Yuan was thinking about how to take away the arms from this warehouse. These were all good things, and it would be a waste to blow them up.
"Long Wenwen, does your car still have gas?"
"No, there is no oil for a long time. There is only a mouthful of oil left for it to drink. It will spit it out after drinking it." Long Wenwen shouted happily. He has never been so happy as today. Along the way, he has seen too many things.
There were too many fleeing British and Chinese people, and too many Japanese killing Chinese people.
No one resisted. They saw the Japanese running faster than anyone else, losing their shoes and guns.
They still had bullets in their guns. Instead of attacking the Japanese, they pointed the guns at their own people. It was simply ridiculous.
Today was different. He met a team that dared to challenge the Japanese. Although he did not become the leader of this group of soldiers, he became a deputy regiment.
Enough, enough.
Xia Yuan thought for a while and said: "This batch of arms can only be blown up, not left to the Japanese devils."
He shouted again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let the troops assemble!"
Meng Fan ran over limping and shouted: "Gather, gather!"
Thirty people, three with minor injuries had been bandaged by Veterinary Hao, and all the weapons and equipment seized from the Japanese soldiers were leaned on the ground by them. Doubi and Yangdanzi were carrying Maxim heavy machine guns, and Milong was wrapped with bullets.
Ma and others were holding submachine guns supported by the British. They were still wearing shabby military uniforms, but everyone had a smile on their faces.
This is a smile that contains too many emotions.
Xia Yuan was recalling the direction of his next movement, whether to head to the airport or to withdraw from Myanmar.
There are two roads, neither way is good, but if you want to find the lost souls of the defeated soldiers, you can't find them after one or two small-scale victories. Withdrawing from Burma, although they went home, it was very difficult to find them.
Soon they would be in the same situation as when they came to Myanmar. Xia Yuan thought about it carefully and decided to follow the plot and regain the airport.
After the little Japs captured the airport, they left only two Japanese squads with only about a hundred people. A regiment of the Japs stretched the front line for several kilometers, ignoring the front and rear.
Only when facing the useless British army and the defeated expeditionary force would the little Japanese devils adopt such a formation.
From this point, we can also see the current situation of the Myanmar-Burma War.
The British army retreated, the expeditionary force was defeated, and the Japanese army stretched the front line. This is the current situation in Burma. The Japanese army wants to use this method to quickly end the Burma War and completely control Burma.
Xia Yuan didn't say much. He gave up saying some inspiring words and simply said: "Winning once is nothing, but winning every time is great!"
Xia Yuan said: "The Japanese devils walked along the way. All the Chinese they met were fleeing, and the British they met were all retreating. They thought we were dead, so they were very proud and arrogant. A small group of Japanese soldiers
Dare to go so deep into the British camp."
"They thought we were as vulnerable as those who fled. They were wrong. They kicked the steel plate this time!"
"As for us, we cannot be complacent just because we have killed a few Japanese soldiers. There are many Japanese devils. The woods are full of Japanese devils and we can't kill them all. What we can do is to use our best ability to eliminate the effective strength of the Japanese devils.
, for every Japanese soldier we kill, three fewer of our relatives and compatriots may die in the future."
He nodded and said to Long Wenwen: "Deputy regiment, do you have anything to say to your brothers?"
Long Wenwen said somewhat literately: "How can I say that I have no clothes, but I share the same robe with you?"
The Sichuan regiment of more than 30 people took a brief rest in the British camp and set off with sufficient weapons and ammunition. Due to the lack of ammunition magazines, Xia Yuan did not let them carry a large number of submachine guns.
It uses automatic rifles supported by the US military, and submachine guns are used during assaults. If a burst of bullets is fired, it is basically enough.
There are a lot of ammunition for automatic rifles. There are boxes of yellow and orange bullets in the entire warehouse. Each person carries more than a hundred rounds of ammunition. After arriving at the airport, there will be weapons and equipment support.
Xia Yuan decided to take the defeated soldiers to the airport.
The defeated soldiers who had just experienced a victory were in full momentum and should take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory. This idea coincided with Long Wenwen's idea. In fact, Long Wenwen's idea was to lead the cannon fodder deep into enemy-occupied areas and penetrate into the Japanese army.
The encirclement of the Japanese army tore a hole from within.
But Long Wenwen’s idea is really a bit whimsical. In the TV series, Long Wenwen’s soldiers can only reach a regiment at most, but the expeditionary army has 100,000 elite soldiers, and they were all defeated in Burma. Sending a regiment there is basically seeking death.
, no matter how good he is at fighting, no matter how many tricks he has in mind.
Meng Fan limped beside Xia Yuan, "Captain, where are we going?"
Xia Yuan glanced at Meng Fanle and said: "Go to the airport, find the airport, and you will be able to find our large army."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, at this time, the airport has been occupied by the Japanese army. In the play, they also met Kaname who was chased by the Japanese at night, and Li who was shot as a target by the Japanese.
Wula, only now, because of Xia Yuan's appearance, everything has changed.
The reason why they went to the airport is also very simple. On the one hand, it is to follow the plot. On the other hand, the airport has the supplies they need, as well as military doctors from the British army. Meng Fanlao in the TV series did not make it in time for the operation. Now that he has appeared
, then we must change all this, change the fate of the cannon fodder regiment, and build it into a real Sichuan regiment.
The airport was in their eleven o'clock direction, and they didn't know how far away it was. Xia Yuan led them through the woods.
There was a sense of boredom in the midday air. At first, the defeated soldiers were still chatting and laughing, but along the way, they saw the corpses of many compatriots. The rotting corpses were scattered on the roadside, and the cloth on their bodies was
Their corpses were scattered in the mountains and forests with eye-catching marks left after being penetrated by bullets, and a stench filled the air.
This scene made the joy accumulated in the hearts of the defeated soldiers who had experienced a previous victory disappear without a trace.
They silently thought in their hearts that maybe after they died, they would be like these rotting corpses, abandoned on the roadside with no one to collect them.
Yaoma said in a deep voice: "Doubian, if I die, please help me collect my body. I don't want to die like this on the roadside."
Doubi nodded: "If I want Brother Ma, you have to help me collect the body."
Bu scolded them: "You bastard, he's not dead yet, and he's already arranging his funeral arrangements."
Kang Ya also scolded him: "If you die, you will die. At least we killed the little Japanese devil, and the regiment leader is here. The regiment leader will collect the body for us."
Milong, Ayi, Li Wula, Veterinarian Hao, and Meng Fan remained silent. They just listened quietly to the bickering of the defeated soldiers, perhaps hoping to relieve their inner irritability in this way.
As we walked forward, there were more and more rotting corpses on the ground. Through the rotten clothes, we could clearly see maggots wriggling on the corpses. Some corpses were beyond recognition, as if they had been eaten by something.
Originally, the defeated soldiers were walking quite fast. It seemed that after passing through this area, the defeated soldiers' advance slowed down a lot. Everyone's feet seemed to be tied with a pair of shackles, and the defeated soldiers felt anxious in their hearts.
I was thinking that maybe if they were defeated, they would be eaten by wild wolves or birds and beasts like the corpses on the roadside that were not collected.
At this time, people's thinking was still relatively conservative. It was their common idea to return to their roots after falling leaves and to rest in their graves.
Being in a foreign country is enough to make people feel sad, and this corpse-ridden wilderness is undoubtedly a test of human nature.
The defeated soldiers walked hard, as the road seemed to have no end.
Finally, there were fewer corpses on the roadside, and the naturally optimistic soldiers began to chat again. They chatted about things all over the world and the past, as if they wanted to dispel the hesitation and uneasiness in their hearts.
Xia Yuan didn't stop them either. The defeated soldiers who suppressed their inner depression always needed to find a breakthrough. He was thinking about how to make the cannon fodder change their current mentality.
Through victory after victory, their confidence is rebuilt.
This process is relatively slow.
Confidence is not simply built through a victory, and a lost soul is not easily found. If it were so easy, how could the Chinese soul with a history of five thousand years have grown from 1840 to less than a hundred years ago?
In a matter of seconds, the soul of five thousand years was wiped out.
How could the destroyed soul be reorganized after killing dozens of Japanese soldiers?
They walked forward along the non-existent road. Snake Butt held his kitchen knife and chopped back and forth on the surrounding vegetation, trimming some branches and making smooth gaps in some leaves.
The defeated soldiers didn't know how far they had gone. They only heard Xia Yuan's command to "stop and rest where you are" and passed it to the rear through Meng Fanglia. Bu La took Yamo to a position more than a hundred miles ahead to guard.
, this is the warning post arranged by Xia Yuan. There is one at the front and one at the rear of the team, to prevent enemies in front from being too late to react, and to prevent the rear from being followed by the tail.
After resting for a while, Kaname ran back: "Captain, I met a team in front of me. They seemed to be Chinese and they were confronting Bu La. He asked me to come back and call for help."
"Confrontation?"
Xia Yuan was stunned for two seconds and immediately realized that they might have encountered other defeated troops. Without waiting for Ma to explain, Xia Yuan quickly shouted: "Stop resting and come with me!"
"You bastard, we are the Sichuan Army Corps... The Sichuan Army Corps has long been gone. We just entered Burma and killed a group of Xiao Dongyang. Please forgive me."
Not far ahead, I heard Bula cursing in the distance, and vaguely heard the voices of other people. When I got closer, I saw Bula talking to a dozen people with dirty clothes and black faces.
, a patch of green, some had guns in their hands, some had no guns in their hands, one of the shoes on their feet was also missing, they looked back and looked shameless.
The dozen or so people were stunned when they looked at the thirty or so people who suddenly appeared and surrounded them.
Xia Yuan walked in from the crowd, followed by Long Wenwen, who had a solemn face. One of them was wearing a regimental commander's uniform, and the other was wearing a deputy regimental uniform. The defeated soldiers beside him were armed with bullet bags to help them.
Bullets and grenades were hung on the waist, and they wore shiny steel helmets on their heads. Their clothes looked a little shabby, but everyone had a different spirit on their faces.
Bula said: "Captain, you are here. This group of people insists that we are just like them. We are also a group of defeated soldiers. We are here to fight against Xiaodongyang and win the battle. Just now, we, more than thirty people, won the battle.
Do you know how many people there are in this small team of Xiao Dongyang? There are seventy or eighty people."
He spoke with pride in his nonchalant tone, which made the group of defeated soldiers in front of him stunned for a moment.
Xia Yuan stepped forward and said: "I am the leader of the Sichuan Army Corps, Xia Yuan, which section are you in?"
"Reporting to the captain, we are an expeditionary force... We were dispersed by the Japanese and then encountered them."
The group of defeated soldiers in front of them probably didn't expect that they would actually meet a group of soldiers who had won the battle. Looking at the weapons and equipment they were carrying behind them, they were all the latest weapons and equipment given by the British and Americans. They and the British
I have dealt with the British guys, and they are all very arrogant. They look at them as if they are inferior people, and they often scold them. Although the defeated soldiers cannot understand, they can basically guess from the expressions of the British guys that they are talking to them.
scold them.
It’s okay to suffer from the Japanese devils, but when it comes to your own people, you still have to suffer from it. Many people don’t want to do it anymore. If it’s not for the country, who would be willing to come out and suffer such insults.
The most hateful thing is that every time they meet the Japanese, the British will take the first step and leave them behind, leaving them to fight the Japanese.
Many people were tricked to death by the British.
The Japanese were capable of fighting and used various dirty tactics in the jungle. Even though they were overwhelmingly superior to the Japanese in terms of numbers, they were far inferior to the Japanese in terms of tactics and jungle operations. They did not fight in the jungle.
From the experience of fighting in the jungle, some people even died in the hands of their own people. They died in a daze and did not understand why they died.