Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The night attack plan was a temporary plan he made based on the attempts of the Burmese devils. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if it leaked, it would be impossible for the 18th Division of the little devil to repair such a perfect fortification immediately.

The only explanation is that the 18th Division suffered the loss of the Anglo-Burmese army's night attack in the last attack on Ringanqiang, and the 18th Division was ready to defend.

This also indirectly shows that the 18th Division of the Little Devils may be under the guise of attacking, but in fact it cannot hold out, dragging the British and Burmese troops with the name of the team, and letting the 55th Division of the Little Devils respond to the 56th Division of the Expeditionary Force.

In order to let the two A divisions kill the Guofu Expeditionary Force that surrounded them, and finally gather three divisions to kill the Anglo-Burmese army opposite the 18th Division, and the whole of Burma will no longer have the strength to resist the little devils, and it will immediately become the dish of the little devils.

"Tell Lieutenant General Slim that the little devil's position has been repaired, pay attention to the attack at night!" The fat man lowered his voice and explained to the communications soldiers.

Since the 18th Division had suffered from the impact of the tanks and armored clusters of the 7th Armored Brigade, the trenches dug were criss-crossed to the point that they could hinder the frontal assault of the 7th Armored Brigade.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was not yet dark, the fat man carefully observed with a telescope, and finally found that the little devils of the 18th Division still left a passage through tanks and armored vehicles in each section of the trench in order to prevent their tanks from being blocked.

This discovery made him laugh dumbly, and the little devils of the 18th Division seemed to be preparing to attack, which made it easier for the tanks of the 7th Armored Brigade to charge during the night attack of the British and Burmese troops.

He hurriedly asked Chi Han, who was in charge of communications, to tell the British and Burmese military high-level again the information about the area where the discovery and passage were located.

When night finally came, the special operators who had been hiding in the jungle for two hours rested on the spot except for the fighters who were on duty on guard.

When is the best time to infiltrate the imp barracks?

Night, of course!

What is the best time to dive in at night?

Naturally, it is early in the morning, and only during the time period when the human body is in deep sleep will the probability of successful diving increase greatly.

As the minutes passed, the generals of the British and Burmese armies, who slept for a day, couldn't stay at night, slept too much during the day, and became fierce one by one at night.

Waiting for the news of the fat man, let them live like a year, every minute seems to be very long.

finally waited for half the night, and in the early hours of the morning, they finally received the special combat team led by the Chinese fat man and started to act.

This time it made all these generals sweat nervously, and they all prayed in their hearts that the Chinese fat man and his special combat team could disrupt the camp of the 18th Division and let them launch a night attack.

The fat man patted Song Ming on the shoulder, and Song Ming understood, and the mission of infiltrating the 18th Division's regimental camp began.

Song Ming hurriedly took the members of his scout group and crawled forward to approach the little devils on duty on the position of the 18th Division.

Occasionally, they chose their own targets, or used Old Man Lei to make crossbows to shoot, or directly approached the little devil and suddenly attacked the bayonet to cut his throat, and in silence, all the sentries on duty on the position of the little devil were killed by Song Ming's scout team.

When Song Ming conveyed the signal, the fat man waved his hand, and by the bright moonlight, all the soldiers of the special team bent their waists, held the weapons in their hands, and followed him quickly into the camp of the 18th Division of the little devil.

There is no need for the blind cat to run into a dead mouse here, to disrupt the entire little devil 18th Division, the only way to kill the command center of the 18th Division is to kill the fat gall special combat team anyway.

But at this moment, the fat man didn't know anything about which tent the command center of the 18th Division was in, and in order to let the little devil command center jump out on his own, he needed the response of Kong Ning's mobile brigade.

Through the wireless walkie-talkie, he had already had a good time with Kong Ning.

After the soldiers of the Fat Courage Special Operations Squadron followed the fat man and successfully infiltrated the barracks of the 18th Division, on the other end, there was a dense shooting sound of more than a dozen M2s.

"Da Da Da ......"

The continuous M2 shooting was so sudden in the dark night, and suddenly as soon as the gunshots rang out, the little devils of the 18th Division jumped up from the bed one after another, wore a crotch cloth and rushed out of the tent with weapons.

In addition to the strafing sound of the M2 machine gun, after a while, with the "Xiu Xiu" body of the shells breaking through the air, the three 82 mortars of the machine gun squadron under the jurisdiction of the mobile brigade began to bombard the barracks of the 18th Division of the little devils.

The movement of the explosion of the "boom, boom......" shells was louder than the continuous fire of machine guns, and it was transmitted far and wide at night.

The little devils of the 18th Division were still wearing crotch cloths in their sleep, and rushed in the direction where the machine guns came from.

At this moment, as if the continuous sound of machine guns had ignited a chain reaction, the British-Burmese artillery, far behind the Anglo-Burmese position, began to bombard the 18th Division again in accordance with Jiang Yi's order.

In order to defend, Lieutenant General Slim asked the top brass for several rounds of ammunition, anyway, the British and Burmese army in Ringanqiang had enough ammunition, even if it was a battle of millions of people, it would be enough to support.

With so many British ammunition, if you don't bomb the little devils, it's just a real measure.

All the surviving caliber guns of the British and Burmese troops, as long as they could reach the 18th Division's station, were fiercely bombarded.

"Boom, boom, boom......" This time, the little devils dealt with the positions of the British and Burmese troops during the day, and their own positions and camps were also drowned in the smoke of the explosion.

The barracks of the 18th Division were in chaos, and the little devil soldiers and little devil officers were shouting at the same time, and quickly rushed to the positions that should have been set up during the day, preparing to resist the attack of the British and Burmese troops.

Looking at the barracks of the 18th Division, where the flames were soaring and all kinds of explosions were gathered, the fat man made tactical sign language very calmly, and the soldiers behind him began to look for the little devil division commander Tanaka Shinichi in the camp area from tent to tent.

Violent and continuous explosions, every time there was an explosion, the camp area of the 18th Division of the little devil was illuminated by the fire of the explosion, and the fat man looked around, but he did not find the headquarters of the little devil.

Just when he was shuttling through the barracks of the 18th Division with his special combat team members looking for Shinichi Tanaka, the commander of the Little Devil Division, the special combat team and a team of Little Devils suddenly encountered, and both sides exchanged fire without prevention, and the side with strong firepower had an absolute advantage.

"Hit, hit the fat man hard!" The fat man roared, commanding the warriors behind him.

This kind of close and sudden encounter, whoever has strong firepower, that is definitely the winning side, is the uncle!

The soldiers of the special operations squadron raised their guns and fired one after another, most of them were Thomson, where was this little devil enough for them to release their firepower?

After a while, this group of little devils who suddenly discovered them were overturned......