Touching the mountain cannon whirring with iron, I am really a little reluctant, if there is a plane, it would be great to transport it all back to China......

Early the next morning, the Sharp Knife Company came to the side of the road and waited for the large army. www.biquge.info At eight o'clock in the morning, a troop appeared on the road, not a large number, about the appearance of a battalion. It can be seen that this is a mixed army, with Chinese and whites with high noses and blue eyes.

The scrivener took the initiative to meet the self-reported door.

"You are the scrivener of the 113th regiment?" The white officer at the head asked, and it was clear that he was the leader of the force.

"Yes."

"Well, come with us." The white officer only left this sentence and passed by the scrivener.

The scrivener didn't care, and he integrated into the army with a sharp knife company. As I walked, I found that there were many acquaintances among them, including James, John, Soreus, and even Bhasin, as well as Deputy Head Ma.

The scrivener box sighed, it's really a narrow road, they are all old acquaintances, and they have all had a lot of festivals, it seems that this mission will not be too peaceful!

Zhao Yunlai also felt the same way, walked to the side of the scrivener and whispered: "Old generation, the situation is not very good." With so many old acquaintances here, we can't be squeezed to death. ”

"What are you afraid of, he can still eat us." The scrivener box didn't care. He naturally has the confidence, the soldiers of the entire sharp knife company are there, and they are all his own, and he will be afraid of others.

Kong Zhaoqiang didn't say anything anymore and walked forward silently.

The troops soon entered the mountains, then traveled east and north, and after a day and a night of trekking, they reached the outskirts of the Menggong River Valley. During the march, the scrivener gradually figured out the details, and the commander-in-chief of the unit was called Haisen, a colonel in the United States Army, and the deputy commander was Deputy Regiment Commander Ma. As for Soreus, James, John, Bhasin, etc., they all belong to the small roles that perform tasks, and of course there are high and low positions between them, and there are different affiliations. The overall command is in the hands of Senior Colonel Haisen, and Deputy Regiment Commander Ma's so-called deputy commander-in-chief has no power in name or power, and he is completely playing the role of soy sauce.

Mengguan, an important town at the northern end of the Menggong River Valley. At this time, Mengguan had been occupied by the Allied forces, the battle line moved south, and the entire Menggong River Valley was under artillery fire. Here another group of troops joined Lieutenant Colonel Haisen's team, but this team did not play the front station, but followed Lieutenant Colonel Haisen's team, the intention was obvious, with Haisen as the vanguard, and they ate ready-made.

The troops rested at Mengguan and began to advance secretly southward. Travel along the foot of Mount Kumang, the edge of the Hukang Valley.

The march was carried out in a dense forest, cut off from all contact with the outside world. Most of the soldiers were kept in the dark, not knowing where they were going or what they were going to do. The Chinese soldiers, in particular, knew nothing. Perhaps out of the need for secrecy, the officer did not explain a word last time, and no one asked the soldiers below.

Despite this, the scrivener gradually heard the wind from the mouth of the American soldier, who understood English, and the American GI ignored this. From the conversation between the British soldiers, the scrivener knew that the unit that was following behind had a big man, much higher rank than Colonel Haysen. The task to be carried out this time is also very big and important, no wonder there is such a big person in command.

The Chinese soldiers on the mission are not only a company of scriveners, but also another squad, and the follow-up troops may be more Chinese. Due to the language barrier, they rarely communicated with the American soldiers, and went their separate ways, forming a boundary between what is and what is not. These Chinese soldiers naturally regarded Deputy Regiment Commander Ma as a commander, and obeyed Deputy Regiment Commander Ma in everything. And the deputy commander of the regiment is only Colonel Haisen, and to put it bluntly, the Chinese must obey the command of the Americans.

Along the way, whenever there was even the slightest danger, it was the Chinese soldiers who opened the way. The equipment for the march was also the heaviest on the shoulders of the Chinese soldiers.

This makes the scrivener very unhappy, the same soldiers, the same mission, why are the Americans superior? Especially James, Sores, John, these old wrongdoers, all of them are arrogant, and they don't look at the Chinese at all. The eyes of the scrivener are even more hostile, and if there is a chance, this guy may declare a personal vendetta.

However, Bhasin stopped a lot, and passed by the scrivener several times, but he did not show anything unusual. After the last special operation, it is estimated that his opinion of the old generation has changed again. Bhasin is still alive, and the scrivener box is not surprising at all, since he and Li Keji can come out alive, why can't Bazin? This guy's combat effectiveness is not bad at all, and it is rare for him to die there.

After two days of marching, they entered the depths of the Kumang Mountains. The tasks to be carried out are also gradually made public, and there are mountains everywhere, and there is no longer a fear of leaking secrets. The mission that the Allies had to carry out this time turned out to be: a sneak attack on Myitkyina.

As soon as the news came out, the whole army was excited, and everyone knew that Myitkyina was an important town in northern Burma, and taking Myitkyina was equivalent to taking back the entire northern Burma, and the combat situation in the entire Burma would be fundamentally changed.

Another question then arises, since Myitkyina is so important, there is no reason why the Japanese should not send heavy troops to defend it, and the Allied troops in front of them are only a little more than a battalion when they are full, can they really succeed in a sneak attack? Huo Erguo has a different opinion, according to the Western military concept, as long as the successful sneak attack and capture of the airport, the source of troops is not a problem, and the allied planes will bring a large number of living forces within a few hours.

Of course, this problem is not for them to consider, the only thing to consider at the moment is to quickly cross the Savage Mountain, secretly approach Myitkyina and make a successful sneak attack. As for what happened after the sneak attack, the Allied top brass would naturally have arrangements.

In April, at the turn of spring and summer, and with the rainy season in northern Myanmar still a month away, the troops were scheduled to arrive on the outskirts of Myitkyina on May 5 and launch a sneak attack. Because the rainy season in northern Myanmar is approaching in mid-May, it will be difficult to march through the mountains.

At noon on the third day after leaving Mengguan, dark clouds suddenly accumulated in the sky, and heavy rain came unexpectedly, and the entire Kumang Mountain was filled with rain. The wildness of the Savage Mountain was awakened in the heavy rain, the dormant leeches revived and waited for the opportunity to be bloodthirsty, the swamp re-revealed its hideous face, ready to devour the passing animals at any time, and all kinds of viruses and all kinds of carnivores aimed at the allies from beyond the mountains......

The heavy rain continued into the evening, puddles everywhere, swamps everywhere. The soldiers' clothes were already soaked, wet and sticking to their bodies, there was no sunlight, and they could only bake at the temperature of their bodies. Each step will go over the calf, pull it out of the mud with difficulty, take another step, and sink into it again.

At night, not even a single high ground was found, and the whole army had to spend the night in the mud. At first, everyone barely sat against the big tree, but in the second half of the night, they were so sleepy that they couldn't care so much, so they simply lay down in the mud and fell asleep.

The next day, I woke up covered in muddy water, and I didn't have time to dry it, so I kept going.

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