The torrential rain is pouring in, and the wide Mekong River is rushing and roaring.

The wind swept up, and the branches of the jungle trees on both sides danced wildly.

In addition to the sound of wind, rain, and water, all that can be heard is the "crunching" sound of trees breaking.

In such bad weather, it is logically difficult to see crowds, especially in the middle of nowhere.

But there are exceptions to everything, and in the jungle on the east coast, there is actually a heavily armed team that is marching in a hurry, ignoring the presence of the storm.

They were dressed in camouflage uniforms, high-top leather shoes, carrying a heavy tactical backpack, carrying an AK47 assault rifle on their chests, and the word "special warfare" on their armbands was particularly eye-catching after being washed away by the rain.

They are, of course, Jiang Haoran's fist troops, the Fourth Brigade of the Special Operations Division.

Jiang Haoran's greatest strength in using troops is that he can accurately calculate the entire course and outcome of the battle, and even think about the enemy's retreat.

Long before leaving for Chittagong, he stayed in Yunnan for one night, and also met with Tang Enbo and Zhang Linghu alone, and arranged these two surprise soldiers.

Tang Enbo was now on his way to attack Chongzuo, and Zhang Linghu had unwittingly entered the heart of the French East Indies.

The former is easy to understand, after all, it is on its own territory, and it can be tossed as much as you want, but the latter has to cross the enemy's border line and go deep behind enemy lines for more than a month without being discovered by the enemy, which is simply incredibly difficult.

But this is really not too difficult for the group of demons of the special operations division.

They launched from the Lancang River in China and went down the river in kayaks, and before entering the waters of the Mekong River, because the abundant rainfall caused the river to widen and become rapid, the rubber boats were in danger of being involved in the bottom at any time, and at the same time, they had to guard against enemy checkpoints on both sides of the river, so the troops landed on the east bank and marched along the Mekong River.

As for the border guard post of the French, it had been touched by the people of Zhuang Fuguo long before this, Zhuang Fuguo's intelligence network is now all over the world, and the small Southeast Asia is even more densely woven like a net, and the French would never have imagined that the Chinese army would be soaked from him on a large scale, after all, there is no head-on conflict between China and France, and India is still a French colony in name, so the defensive force on the border is very limited, and it is normal to be touched by agents.

The most difficult thing is the long-distance travel of hundreds of kilometers, most of the area on both sides of the Mekong River is steep mountains, almost all of them are trekking mountains and rivers, and more than 4,000 people not only have to march quickly but also avoid everyone's eyes and ears, in fact, it is really not an easy task.

The special operations divisions are all strictly trained, not only are their physical fitness extraordinary, they are also cold-blooded enough, basically everyone who has seen them has died, whether it is a soldier or a common person, without exception, in times of war, some extraordinary means are unavoidable.

Relying on the two means that they could walk and kill, they had spent more than a month to get here.

"Brigade, the intelligence department is urgent!" In the middle of the line, a soldier shouted.

Soon, a broad-waisted and round-shouldered body walked out of the queue, although his face was full of oil paint, but he still couldn't hide his cold and handsome outline, and a pair of eyes were as sharp as electricity, it was Zhang Linghu.

As early as the Battle of Shanggao, Zhang Linghu was shot in his right leg, although it did not affect his function after healing, his right leg was shortened, and he walked a little lame, so he was called "lame general", and when it came to the mouths of some national army generals, he directly became Zhang lame.

But even if his leg is lame, no one dares to despise him, because he really has a fierce color when he fights, and he is desperate not to talk about the enemy, and even his own people are afraid.

Don't look at him dragging a lame leg and walking hundreds of kilometers of mountain roads, but at this moment, the backpack and weapons on his body are still all on his back, it can be seen that this physical fitness will not be worse than the soldiers in the team, especially this is his first battle to join the Nanshan Army, he is somewhat excited, and he doesn't feel tired, this long-hidden sword is about to be unsheathed.

"Say, what's the matter?" Zhang Linghu wiped the rain from his face and said.

The telegraph soldier replied: "The intelligence department reports that the worries have been lifted, and our department can receive Vientiane smoothly, but at present, the island army transport vehicles have entered Vientiane, and the forward troops are estimated to be coming in soon, and the intelligence department hopes that we can speed up and reach the destination in the shortest possible time." ”

"Map!" Zhang Linghu said loudly.

Immediately, a soldier stretched out a tarpaulin in front of him and held it high, and the staff officer hurriedly opened the map under the tarpaulin.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Zhang Linghu said: "Herald, order the troops to advance quickly, we still have fifty miles to enter Vientiane, and we must arrive before dark." ”

Soon, the speed of the troops was obviously increased, the soldiers were wet all around, the torrential rain never stopped, the long-distance rush through thorns and thorns, coupled with the heavy equipment and muddy roads, the threatening jungle could not stop the soldiers from moving forward and will, the grass-green figure was like a giant python rolling in the jungle.

"It's time to give Commander Liu a reassurance." Tang Shihao, colonel and chief of staff of the Fourth Brigade of the Special Operations Division, did not know when he stood by Zhang Linghu's side.

Zhang Linghu nodded and said: "Yes, if they can't catch up as soon as possible, even if we can occupy the Vientiane Bridge in front of the little devils, the pressure we will face will be great, Chief of Staff, send a message to the Yuanyi Group Army." ”

……

Siam, on the highway from Bangkok to Vientiane, Liu Dakun threw off his arms and strode forward, with soldiers marching in front of him and behind him.

They arrived in Bangkok a few days ago, one step faster than Liao Yaoxiang and Yu Shao, and occupied the headquarters of the Southern Army of the Island Army in front of them, but in the face of an empty city, Liu Dakun suddenly lost any mood.

The troops did not make any stops, and continued to chase in the direction of the island army's escape, but the island army became more and more cunning, and a lot of mines were planted along the way, they were lightly armed and raided, and it was impossible to carry mine-sweeping tanks, and the demining work could only rely on sappers to sweep through one by one, section by section, resulting in a slower and slower march, and the distance between them and the island army was also widened more and more, and now I am afraid that it is more than 100 kilometers.

Liu Dakun was so anxious that his mouth was foaming, but he was helpless, this kind of thunderstorm weather helped the little devils, and he couldn't even take off the plane, let alone bomb them.

"Commander...... Commander, wait, good news, there is good news! Chief of Staff Cao Guoliang caught up from behind out of breath and shouted with joy on his face.

In the end, people who are on the older side, almost 50 years old, plus staff officers are also considered civilian personnel, the training time is relatively small, and it is a continuous long-distance attack, and the physical strength is somewhat unable to keep up.