To the east of Ringanqiang, a very dense gunfire sounded again, and there was no need to think that the attacking strength of the 18th Division and the British troops on the position were under fire. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The battle did not last very long, and after only half an hour, the sound of gunfire weakened, indicating that one of the two warring sides was defeated.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, good news, the attack of the Japanese devils has been repelled by the soldiers of our Great Yin Empire!" The adjutant received a report from the front and walked over to Lieutenant General Slim in high spirits.

"Really, the soldiers of the Great Yin Empire are really ...... Oops, my legs! When Lieutenant General Slim heard the adjutant's report, he forgot about his leg injury as soon as he was happy, and as soon as he stood up, he immediately sat back in his chair with a scream.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?" The adjutant frowned and asked.

"I'm fine, tell me about the battle right away." Slim gritted his teeth and survived the pain, but fortunately the pain came and went quickly, and it was undeniable that the beautiful Chinese doctor (Wang Yi) was still very skillful.

"The first attack of the Japanese devil used a thousand troops, and the soldiers on our position were taught a hard lesson!" The adjutant hurriedly continued at Slim.

The fat man on the side heard the adjutant's report, and he didn't hold back his grievances, and finally laughed out loud, causing Slim and the adjutant to look at him with some dissatisfaction.

"You guys go on, go on!" The fat man's mission must live, and he will not let himself laugh.

The little devils of a thousand people dare to storm the defense line of the flying army, and I am afraid that it will not take half an hour for the flying army to eat these thousand little devils.

The little devils of a thousand people attacked the defense line of two infantry divisions and an armored brigade, and they could still let the little devils calmly evacuate, and only these British could play such a record.

What's more, these little devils are obviously tentatively attacking, and once the British troops on the position are exposed to firepower, they will again attract artillery fire from the 18th Division.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Slim's adjutant was about to tell how heroic the British troops had been in the battle just now, when all the people in the command heard the sound of artillery from the east again, and suddenly Slim's adjutant could no longer speak.

Listening to the "boom" explosion, Slim's face returned to an ugly face, and he looked at him again with a look of dismay, expecting the flying army to immediately enter the position and resist the attack of the 18th Division of the little devil with the British army.

The fat man smiled slightly, and said nothing at the inscrutable, and Slim suddenly felt the pain of the egg ever.

"General Liu, do you think you let your soldiers enter the position?" Slim asked cautiously.

"Your Excellency Lieutenant General, you see, it's already lunchtime, let the fat man's soldiers eat lunch first." The fat man said with a smile.

Lieutenant General Slim's head was instantly full of black lines, this Nima, is it important to position or to eat?

One moment he said he wanted to rest, and the other he said he wanted to eat, this is war, how can there be such a messy excuse for war, is this fat man here to fight with the Japanese devils?

Lieutenant General Slim was completely speechless, is this fat man ready to let his soldiers fight all the Japanese devils, and this fat man will lead his soldiers to the front line?

"Please rest assured, Your Excellency Lieutenant General, after lunch, the fat man's soldiers will immediately go to the front line, before that, please Your Excellency's soldiers must hold the defense line in the suburbs!" The fat man said seriously.

"Okay, then General Liu let the soldiers have lunch as soon as possible!" Slim didn't have a move now, now he regretted it very much, he shouldn't pretend to be forced in front of the fat man, at this moment he was all counting on the flying army, otherwise the position would only rely on the British army stationed in Burma, and I was afraid that it would not be able to hold it.

"No problem at all!" The fat man replied with a smile.

Slim sighed slightly, and then he heard something that almost made him want to kill himself.

"Well, the fat man still has to find the person in charge of the firehead army, let him make a good meal for the soldiers to enjoy, even if he sacrifices, he can be a full ghost." The fat man muttered to himself.

Slim and the lieutenant immediately fell into petrification, and at this time, this hateful fat man was still grinding time, and the battlefield was no child's play.

What the two of them don't know is that the battlefield is not a matter for the fat man, and only the courage to die will be indifferent.

Just when the two of them finally came back to their senses, the fat man had already walked out of the command headquarters and seemed to go to find Uncle Biao, the head of the Flying Arms Chief.

As the commander of a team, it is too unbelievable that the leader of the gang has to worry about what to eat.

The fat man is indeed looking for Uncle Biao, but not just for lunch, but for the task.

At this moment, Uncle Biao and the logistics team leaders were busy in groups of three or five, preparing the ingredients for lunch in the entire military camp.

Uncle Biao, who was squatting on the ground to pick vegetables, saw him walking over with figure-eight steps, put down the vegetables in his hand, wiped his hands on his apron, and hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Uncle Biao was a little surprised when he saw the fat man appear.

"Fat man, let's see how lunch went!" The fat man said, but his eyes looked at the buckets of vegetables and meat dishes, yes, there was enough meat, and the vegetables were fresh enough.

It seems that the British are counting on the flying army to fight, and they do not dare to treat the flying army badly, and the standard of logistics and supply is better than that of the British army.

"Uncle, don't worry, Lao Tzu is in charge of logistics, aren't the brothers eating and drinking spicy food?" Uncle Biao smiled and took out a cigarette bag and pot, filled a pot of tobacco, lit it and smoked.

"Uncle, you are in charge of logistics, when did the fat man say that it was not good?" The fat man rolled his eyes and said casually.

"After lunch, the logistics brigade is led by you, and it is still stationed in the camp." The fat man continued.

"Action?" Jiang is really old and spicy, and Uncle Biao can find the taste of battle from his words.

The fat man nodded, which was equivalent to acquiescence, and said, "Half an hour late for lunch." ”

"Well, don't worry." Uncle Biao knew what he was calculating again, and he didn't ask, this was the absolute trust in him who had experienced too many things before.

Besides, Uncle Biao is a veteran soldier, and he knows that there are some things that the fat man doesn't want to say, so he won't ask, just implement it, this is the temperament of a soldier, and there is an essential difference between the tiger and Jia Daodao's group of bandits.

"It's nothing, the fat man is gone." The fat man nodded with great satisfaction and said to Uncle Biao.

Uncle Biao also nodded and continued to smoke his cigarette pouch pot.

At this moment, a more violent artillery sound came from the east of Ren'anqiang, and it was obvious that the little devil had launched a more fierce artillery bombardment, indicating that the 18th Division of the little devil was going to fight the British with real swords and guns.

When the cannonade stopped, for a short time, the cannonade continued again.

This time, the cannon was a British's cannon, which was shelling the little devil infantry attacking the position, and another big battle broke out...... (To be continued.) )