The fat man received a report from the mobile brigade and was a little dumbfounded. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the annihilation of the 82nd Division of the Little Devils, Kong Ning had already led the Mobile Brigade and began to monitor the infantry divisions of the three Frenchmen.

There is no doubt that Kong Ning's move is completely what the fat man wants.

Now the 82nd Division of the little devils who fought against the 200th Division has been annihilated, and the 81st Division of the little devils who fought against the rogue detachment is half-crippled, except for the three infantry divisions of the French puppet army.

After the 82nd Division was wiped out, the 200th Division of the Expeditionary Force was left empty, and it could cooperate with the 7th Armored Brigade of the Anglo-Burmese Army to deal with these French, half-crippled little devils The 81st Division, and the Rogue Detachment were not afraid even if the two divisions joined forces, and now they are not afraid.

Now it's the fat man who has his hands freed up, either to pack up the infantry divisions of the three Frenchmen, or to pack up the half-crippled 81st Division of the little devils.

Judging from the current battlefield situation, the three infantry divisions of the French, which are located in the rear of the Allied front of the Eastern Front, are not at all as important as the 81st Division of the little devils, which is directly in front of the troops.

Moreover, the 81st Division of the little devil is now in a semi-crippled state, and with the armored units of the 7th Armored Brigade and the 200th Division cooperating with the main force of the rogue detachment, it is completely possible to drag the other side and prevent it from escaping.

As long as the infantry brigade of the 200th Division, the infantry regiment and the artillery regiment of the 7th Armored Brigade block the withdrawal of the French, the Allied forward troops on the Eastern Front can eat the 81st Division of the little devils, and then turn around and cooperate with the troops of the three infantry divisions to block the French, and swallow this last enemy together.

However, the little devil bomber in the air was always a big problem for the fat man, and he immediately asked the signal corps to send a telegram to the Allied headquarters, asking the Yankees' air force to send out the nest.

When Stilwell received the fat man's telegram, he was so surprised that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

The forward troops of the Allied forces on the Eastern Front, with a scale of less than 20,000 people, actually faced more than 70,000 little devils against the French puppet army, and they were able to launch an attack, annihilating the 82nd Division of the Little Devils, crippling the 81st Division of the Little Devils, and scaring the three infantry divisions of the French.

In order to formally annihilate this group of enemies, the fat man's telegram requesting the US fighter planes to chase the little devil bombers on the battlefield was immediately approved by Stilwell.

At this moment, Stilwell also felt once again that the Chinese fat man's previous rhetoric was not nonsense, and the Burmese allies might really be able to hit the South Pacific and occupy the island country of the little devil!

At several military airfields set up by the allies in Southeast Asia, the fighters took off immediately, and they did not need bombers to dispatch, as long as they could drive away the bombers of the little devils, the ground forces could win a key battle in Southeast Asia.

"Oh, does my godfather want to break my leg?" Wu Dascar rode on his war horse, cursing the fat man as he drove his soldiers away.

Earlier, his division had received an order to return the same way the next morning after a three-day march and a distance of 200 kilometers as the main Allied forces on the Eastern Front rapidly retreated.

On a hurried march, they had to run 300 kilometers in five days to surround the imps and the French who were attacking the Allied forward forces on the Eastern Front.

Not to mention the soldier who runs on two legs, even if he is riding on a tall horse, his crotch is about to be worn out by the saddle, I have never seen such a toss!

Wu Da Scar was very angry in his heart, thinking that it was best for the "godfather" to die before his ambition was rewarded this time, and if he accidentally hit a stray bullet or something, then he could get out of the fate of the torture of the "godfather".

Otherwise, if the "godfather" lives, he will have to be unlucky for a lifetime, and he will be a cow, a horse, and a godson for a lifetime!

Think about his beautiful eight aunts, in order to run away and do it with the little devil, he didn't have time to take it, he had a pain in the egg, this Southeast Asian woman is all black and not slippery, and the fright is almost the same, where can he afford to mention sexual interest?

Thinking of women, Wu Da's scar was even more painful, but fortunately, the division he pulled up had more than 14,000 brothers, three times the number of the original, and the equipment was a water of American goods, which made him feel more comfortable.

In those days, there were women and banknotes when someone had a gun, and of course, territory, Wu Dascar thought.

He didn't want to think about something good, thinking about eight aunts, and a barren place like Southeast Asia where birds don't, he would be in great pain.

Just as Wu Da Scar's torso was advancing, the sound of a "buzzing" plane sweeping across the sky suddenly came from the sky.

"It's an airplane, hidden, hidden--" The brigade, regiment, and battalion company commanders shouted at the soldiers to flee in panic, ignoring any mule, horse, and equipment, and that saving lives was important, and they did not even have the most basic covert bombing action.

Wu Da Scar's troops are a rabble!

Wu Da Scar was so frightened that he fell off the saddle, and even the helmet on his head fell off, and he hurriedly got up, ran into the grove next to him, and lay on his stomach to avoid the bombing of the plane.

It's just that what makes him strange is that he lay on his stomach for a long time, and the expected bombing did not come, so a soldier shouted: "Oh, it's a foreigner's plane, a foreigner's plane!" ”

Wu Da Scar's nose is crooked, foreign peat, what kind of quality are these soldiers, and he actually calls crooked nuts a foreign adult? !

Those crooked nuts are not as well-behaved as grandsons when they see the fat godfather, especially the lieutenant general of the British who is called the dead old mother, who is more godfather than a godson to the fat godfather.

Wu Da Scar thought about it like this, and felt that the fat godfather was good, at least the crooked nuts offered the fat godfather as an ancestor, and he followed the fat godfather's spicy drink.

"Oh, I'll go!" Wu Dascar got up, looked up at the sky, and dropped his jaw in shock.

Obediently, he saw a dense black spot in the sky, he had never seen such a crooked nut plane, he couldn't count them anyway.

Wu Da Scar, an old fritter, felt that these crooked nuts were going to fight a big battle.

"Could it be that the godfather and the little devil are going to have a big fight?!" Wu Da Scar was surprised in his heart, he didn't do anything that he suffered, and he hesitated to rush to the battlefield hundreds of kilometers away so desperately.

"Who is your division commander, even the allied planes are hiding, what are you doing to eat, let your division commander come to see me!"

Just when Wu Da Scar hesitated in his heart, he suddenly heard Yan Luming's coaxing shouting, if it was usual, he would definitely not shake off this voice, but the relationship between this voice and the fat godfather seemed to be good, he was forced to have no choice, patted off the soil on his body, pretended to be serious, and said with a smile to Yan Luming who was riding on a military horse: "Master Yan, what's the matter, your 106th Division has caught up?" ”……