The next day, continue to gather the rout.

However, as the number of defeated troops increased, the captured Japanese uniforms and weapons began to run out of stock.

However, this did not stump Long Wenwen, who patted his head and came up with another bad move, allowing the extra rout with no weapons in his hands to walk in the middle of the queue.

It's as if these routs are captured prisoners of war of the national army.

The small group of Japanese troops encountered along the way was almost unsuspecting.

As Long said, the Japanese army fought too smoothly in Burma and almost never encountered a challenge.

Therefore, the main force of the Japanese army confidently and boldly marched towards the India-Burma border and the China-Myanmar border, leaving only a few small troops in the rear to clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess.

These small Japanese troops left behind were arrogant to the bone.

Because of this, the Sichuan army hardly encountered any difficulties.

The few small Japanese troops encountered were all easily annihilated.

By the evening of the next day, the Sichuan Army had wiped out at least ten small Japanese troops, adding up to at least half an infantry squadron, and captured more than 100 rifles, six light machine guns, and two Type 92 heavy machine guns.

The defeated troops collected exceeded 1,000 people, and now the Sichuan Army is really a regiment.

Looking at the marching column that stretched for more than a kilometer in the twilight, Meng was annoyed and whispered: "Yo hey, this is about to pull out an independent regiment!" ”

Long Wenwen glanced back and said, "It's almost." ”

No one knows what the dragon article means when it says "almost", only Wang Yan knows.

Because Wang Yan had watched the TV series, he knew what Long Article's tactical intentions were.

Long's tactical intent was very simple, that is, to occupy the Myitkyina airfield, and then hold it, by cutting off the Japanese army's logistical supply lines, and dragging down the main force of the Japanese army, which was striding towards the Indo-Burmese and China-Burma border reinforcements.

This created an opportunity for a counteroffensive by the British and Nationalist armies, but it was only a dream.

Wang Yan knew that neither the British army nor the national army would be able to launch a counteroffensive in a short period of time.

As soon as Long Wen hit the steering wheel, the jeep he was driving made a 180-degree U-turn.

At the same time as the jeep turned around, Long Wenwen shouted loudly: "It's all there, backwards in place!" ”

The defeated soldiers didn't react at once, and they all froze in place, looking at Long Wen blankly one by one.

"Deaf?" Long Wen shouted, "Backwards, backwards, backwards!" Can't tell the difference? ”

"Your uncle's." Meng was annoyed and roared, "The place is to go back to Myanmar, and you have to go forward, forward!" ”

"Returning home?" Long Wenwen looked back at Meng Annoyed, and said, "Company Commander Meng, if you dare to disturb the morale of the army again, you will be shot on the spot!" ”

"Sir Ayi!" Meng was annoyed, so he turned his gaze to Wang Yan, and said anxiously, "This master wants to take everyone back to Myanmar and let everyone go to death for his bullshit ideas, you really don't care?" ”

The eyes of cannon fodder such as Milong, not spicy, and Ma focused on Wang Yan.

Although they have not been together for a long time at the Chanda Containment Station, Wang Yan has become their core.

"Tuanza let us all go back, naturally he has a reason." Wang Yan stared at Meng coldly, and said, "Besides, soldiers take obedience to orders as their duty!" The orders of the regiment must be obeyed unconditionally! ”

"Who knows if he's really a group?" Meng was annoyed and said, "Just rely on his red mouth and white teeth?" ”

Wang Yan immediately took out the Southern Fourteen pistol and pressed it against Meng Annoy's temple, and said word by word: "Didn't you hear what Tuanzuo just said? If you dare to disturb the morale of the army again, shoot it! ”

Meng was annoyed, so he could only silently raise his hands to show obedience.

Wang Yan put away the pistol and shouted, "It's all there, turn around on the spot!" ”

The routs finally reacted, turned around one after another, and returned the same way.

Long Wenwen drove the car to the side of Wang Yan, turned his head and sent a smile: "Camp Chief Lin, thank you." ”

Wang Yan shook his head and said solemnly: "Tuanzuo doesn't have to thank you, because you are the commander of the Sichuan Legion, including me, all the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion must unconditionally obey your orders." ”

……

With the marks left along the way, it's easy to get back to the warehouse.

As Wang Yan said, the British army did not send people back to bomb the warehouse.

On the contrary, half a squad of Japanese soldiers reoccupied the warehouse and set up a machine gun.

In the darkness of the night, a group of Japanese troops was seen driving over under the guidance of two jeeps and a Type 95 light tank, and the Japanese troops occupying the warehouse did not care.

Wang Yan drove the jeep straight to the roundabout barricade.

"Oh no." Finally, a Japanese commander stepped forward and asked, "Which unit of yours is from?" ”

"Yaga!" Wang Yan jumped out of the jeep and scolded loudly, "This warehouse has been occupied by our Yamada troops, don't you see the seal on the door?" ”

"Seals?" The commander of the Japanese army said blankly, "What seal?" ”

Wang Yan immediately raised the Southern Type 14 pistol in his hand.

The cannon fodder behind Wang Yan, such as Milong and Bu Spicy, also raised their guns.

The commander of the Japanese army was immediately startled when he saw this, but he didn't dare to raise his gun, but just waved his hand again and again and said: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Since it was occupied by your Yamada troops first, I just need to return the warehouse to you. ”

Wang Yan did not hesitate to pull the trigger, and the Japanese army commander was shot in front of the door and fell on his back.

The next moment, dozens of cannon fodder behind Wang Yan opened fire one after another, and the coaxial machine gun of the Type 95 light tank also opened fire fiercely, and the six or seven devils guarding behind the barricade were instantly beaten into a sieve.

Easily deal with the devils outside the warehouse, and the cannon fodder group begins to collect the weapons in the warehouse.

This warehouse was originally intended for the Sichuan Army, and the weapons in it were just enough to arm a regiment.

Unfortunately, they were all small arms, only the Lee Enfield rifle, the Bren light machine gun, and the Vickers heavy machine gun, but there was not a single artillery, not even a mortar.

In the blink of an eye, the Sichuan Legion became a British regiment.

And the ammunition is also relatively abundant, with half a base of ammunition.

Two Willis jeeps and Type 95 light tanks were also refilled with diesel.

Kang Ya even put on the extra two barrels of diesel fuel and tied them to the tail of the tank with hemp rope, this guy is really ignorant and fearless, and he is not afraid of the oil drum bursting, and even the people and the tank will be burned to ashes.

After receiving the weapons and ammunition, Long Wen ordered the troops to move in the southwest direction.

"Hey, you're going to the airport?" Meng's annoyed poisonous tongue attribute flared up again, "Looking for death? ”

"Company Commander Meng, you have been removed." Long Wenwen glanced at Meng Annoyance, and said coldly, "In the end, private." ”

Although some things have become different, Meng Annoyed still couldn't avoid the fate of being removed by Long Wenwen after all, and was once again pushed to the end and became a private.

"I still have to say if you demoted me to a third-class soldier." Meng was annoyed and said angrily, "With you, a patchwork cannon fodder regiment, you dare to want to capture Myitkyina Airport?" ”