The rain gradually stopped, and as the sky brightened up little by little, the battlefield that had been fighting all night finally became quiet. On the huge battlefield, groups of Japanese soldiers can be seen everywhere, collecting the bodies of dead soldiers back and forth, searching and rescuing the wounded, and the entire Sasaki Wing is also shrouded in a bleak and dull atmosphere for the first time. The outlying positions that had been repeatedly raided had already turned into a mud, like a huge slaughterhouse, and had long been enveloped in a thick smell of blood, and the corpses of Japanese soldiers in various poses were scattered in the red muddy water.

In the temporary headquarters of the Japanese army, more than a dozen officers, including Wing Commander Sasaki, were all solemn in the face of the two successive attacks last night, and they were all waiting for the arrival of casualty statistics. "Wing Commander, all the losses have been counted," the combat staff officer, who was in charge of counting the casualties, entered the conference room with a pale face and said very carefully.

Sasaki had a gloomy face, and he knew very well in his heart that his team must have paid a very huge price in the scuffle last night. The Nakajima Brigade defending the left flank was almost crippled by the Burmese's cautious hand-to-hand combat, and the adjacent Anqing Brigade was also attacked by enemy machine-gun fire, coupled with the fact that those pretending to be Imperial soldiers attacked the rear line, Sasaki initially judged that his wing had suffered at least 500 casualties last night.

"According to statistics, in the melee last night, our unit lost a total of 324 soldiers, 120 were seriously wounded and lost their combat effectiveness, and 340 were lightly wounded. Among them, the Nakajima Brigade in the left flank position suffered the most casualties, and 6 officers below the captain Nakajima Kojiro were killed, and there are currently less than 500 people left in the Nakajima Brigade, which is temporarily commanded by Second Lieutenant Okahara. The Anqing Brigade in the middle and the Guangze Brigade on the right flank suffered slightly fewer casualties" The staff officer who was reading the statistics in a low voice secretly glanced at Wing Commander Sasaki and found that Sasaki did not show signs of anger, so he continued to read. "The enemy also attacked our ambulance station, all the ambulance soldiers and military doctors were all shattered, all the medicines and equipment in the ambulance center were burned out, and more than 400 of our wounded are currently in a state of lack of medicine and treatment."

"Ba Ge Yalu, can anyone tell me why, we have paid such huge losses in just one night of fighting, why on earth?" Sasaki looked at the officers present with a blushing face, and roared with anger on his face. However, in response to Sasaki's roar, there was silence, because no one dared to stand up at this time and face Sasaki's anger.

In fact, the losses of the Sasaki Wing were far more than what the staff officer had just recited, first of all, the four light combat vehicles assigned to the Sasaki Wing were destroyed by the enemy, and secondly, after the Burmese broke through the outer defense line in hand-to-hand combat, the weapons assigned to the outer positions were taken away by the retreating Burmese, not counting those 38 rifles and two machine guns, as many as 6 mortars were lost alone, as well as 5 grenadiers and ammunition.

Seeing that no one responded to him, the anger on Sasaki's face gradually dissipated, and he once again returned to his usual seriousness, and after quickly glancing at the officer in front of him, he said, "Everyone, last night's losses have greatly damaged the vitality of our army, according to the telegram sent by the division, the division and the 56th division have completed the assembly and are preparing to rush eastward, so our task now is to hold on to the existing position and wait for the arrival of the division" The whole meeting lasted for half an hour in this gloomy atmosphere, In the end, it ended in everyone's discussion.

At this moment, the infiltrator troops assembled behind the Burmese guerrilla defense line were also discussing countermeasures, and the news that the Japanese 22nd and 56th divisions were going north in the near future had already been spread by the shadows lurking in Yangon, and the infiltrator troops active in the Taungoo defense line received the news almost at the same time as the Sasaki Wing. The Sasaki Wing, which was more than 10 miles away from the infiltrator forces, intended to defend the current defensive line, but they did not know that the infiltrator forces did not intend to let them go.

"Captain Cao, it seems that the Sasaki United on the opposite side has lost a quarter of its troops, what should we do next?" After a brief rest, the assembled infiltrator forces began to discuss countermeasures. Cao Yong, the eldest captain of the two infiltrators, was elected as the commander of the blockade battle, but the blockade battle in the past few days was indeed under his command.

"Three words, continue to fight" Cao Yong replied without hesitation to everyone's questions, "A quarter of the Japanese casualties have not yet broken their muscles and bones, but we knocked out their ambulance last night, which means that Sasaki's wounded soldiers will not be treated, and if the wounded are not treated in such a humid environment, what awaits them can only be the deterioration of the wound until death." We also knocked out their chariots last night, and those Burmese seem to have brought back a few Japanese mortars and grenadiers.

"My opinion is that the 1,000 Burmese guerrilla army should be divided to use the terrain to continue to slow down the march of the 22nd and 56th divisions of the Japanese army by destroying roads and other means. As for our main force, we still use the cover of night to concentrate our forces and firepower, constantly weaken the living force of Sasaki's wing, and eat it one bite at a time... Of course, even if we can't eat Sasaki United, we have to eat the fat ones into thin ones."

After a day's rest, the infiltrator troops and the 1,000 Burmese guerrillas, who had already exhausted themselves after a night of scuffle, regained their combat effectiveness. However, the Sasaki Wing, which confronted them, was not treated so well, and under the non-stop raids of the small units of the Burmese guerrillas, the Sasaki Wing, after a night of riots, was not given the opportunity to close their eyes and rest throughout the day. As the sky became darker and darker, in order to avoid another night attack on the troops, Sasaki, as the wing commander, began to arrange the night defense in strict accordance with the defense plan he had formulated.

At the same time, in a mountain col just two miles away from the Sasaki Wing camp, 600 Burmese guerrilla soldiers, divided into a dozen small units, were listening carefully to the mission of the Burmese interpreter with red eyes. As night fell, 600 Burmese guerrilla fighters, led by a squad of infiltrators, showed their claws and fangs like hungry wolves toward the Sasaki Wing's camp.

"The so-called wolf pack tactics are to give full play to the advantages of small troops, use fast, accurate, and ruthless rules to achieve the greatest victory at the minimum cost. The squad participating in tonight's night attack should be like a pack of wolves, as long as any of the squads bite the prey, the rest of the squads that approach must pounce on the target as quickly as possible, and crush the target by repeated attacks. Our mission tonight is to attack the Japanese like wolves without stopping, and then tear off their flesh piece by piece until they are routed by us."

Less than half an hour after dark, the infiltrator mercenaries, who had long been hiding around the Japanese barracks, fired shells at their targets almost at the same time, as three flares were fired high into the sky. As soon as the two-minute artillery attack ended, 600 Burmese guerrilla soldiers who had been divided into more than a dozen squads rushed to the breakthrough that had been opened by the artillery fire like an unstoppable tide of Lang. Same time, different place. One by one, the assault teams were like sharp knives, quickly dividing the Japanese defense line, and then several squads leaning together concentrated their superior forces, eliminated them in the shortest possible time, and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

The infiltrator mercenaries cruising around the perimeter of the defense line have been providing artillery support for the Burmese guerrillas who are not afraid of death, and the snipers of the six infiltrator troops have also worked hard to clear the Japanese machine-gun fire points one by one, opening the attack channel for the Burmese squads that are constantly attacking. The Burmese guerrillas were attacking on such a large scale, so strong, and unreasonable that the officers in the outer positions of the Sasaki Wing were a little confused, according to the practice of the past few days, the Burmese should have taken advantage and would have withdrawn immediately, but how could they keep attacking like crazy.

The shouts of killing resounded in the sky, and the Sasaki United, which had been disturbed by continuous attacks for a day and a night, was already exhausted, and in the face of the frantic attack of the Burmese guerrillas, they could only muster up strength to fight with them. The flares on the side of the Sasaki Wing were constantly being shot into the air as if they didn't want money, and the barefoot Burmese were all good at night fighting, so in order to let their soldiers see where the enemy was, the Sasaki Wing couldn't shoot all the flares into the sky at once, so as to illuminate the sky over the position in the daylight.

A dozen or so wolf-like Burmese squads have brought out the essence of wolf pack tactics, and once they find a flaw in their target, several squads will pounce on them and attack at the same time, in that case, few troops can withstand the opponent's non-stop attack tactics. Coupled with the assistance and surprise attack of the infiltrator forces on the side, the attack was carried out in less than one hour, and the outlying positions of the Sasaki Wing were once again breached by the Burmese guerrillas, and at least more than 50 Japanese troops died in front of the battle.

"Retreat, retreat" Within a dozen seconds of the first shell fired from the 75th mountain gun of the Sasaki Wing, all the Burmese guerrilla soldiers on the outlying positions received the order to retreat, and along with them, the guns, ammunition and equipment abandoned by the Japanese army disappeared into the positions, and the Sasaki Wing once again played the role of a transport team.