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A scorched earth shelling area, the eyes are full of desolation, the staggering figures of the two soldiers look particularly lonely and stubborn, Tang Qiuli handed the telescope to the mountain tiger beside him, and said: "Huzi, immediately send someone to pick up the two soldiers back, our troops did not attack, it should be Zheng Yong's artillery observers, their situation is very dangerous." ”

Shanhu looked at it with a telescope, and whispered a few words to a detachment leader behind him, a group of soldiers from the guard brigade quickly drove out, Tang Qiuli said to Liu Xinlan: "Order, the troops on the front line of Mengmi will attack immediately, except for the two regiments of troops left to clean up the battlefield, all the troops will reoccupy Mogu and force into the Japanese defense line in the Libao Grand Canyon, and all the troops will stand by and wait for the next order from the division commander." ”

turned around and said to the mountain tiger: "Let's go, Huzi, let's also go to the front to have a look, go and see the two soldiers carrying stretchers," more than 20 guards surrounded Tang Qiuli and the mountain tiger out of the command headquarters, Tang Qiuli saw Liu Xinlan following him inch by the side, frowned slightly, and said to Liu Xinlan: "Staff Officer Liu, don't go, stay in the division headquarters!" ”

Liu Xinlan wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, just saluted and turned back, Tang Qiuli didn't notice it, this girl's little face was a little red, just now, Liu Xinlan saw a strong concern from Tang Qiuli's gaze, it was a natural outpouring, perhaps, Tang Qiuli didn't feel it himself, just a subconscious approach, or rather, it was an instinctive love.

Just south of Mengmi, a hill that has not been attacked by artillery fire, on the battlefield full of scorched earth, it looks extraordinarily lush, and on the plain at the foot of the mountain, there are tanks, accompanied by a large number of infantry. The iron is rolling, the soldiers are like a tide, stepping on the land after the baptism of artillery. Go in the direction of Mogok. Whoever watches such a scene will be bloody.

To tell the truth, several corps commanders. The order of the division commander to leave two regiments to clean up the battlefield was considered to be a redundant move. In terms of the battlefield situation after the shelling in front of us, it is a miracle that a complete 38 Gaier can be selected. Who doesn't know Zheng Yong's ruthlessness. Hundreds of thousands of shells were smashed down, and you can see the living Japanese soldiers, isn't it like finding Bao'er?

Tang Qiuli put his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the spectacular scene in front of him, the wind of the early autumn afternoon in central Myanmar. Blowing his mottled hair, from time to time lifting the corner of his military trench coat. The wings are as flamboyant as they want to fly, whoever has such an iron stream in his hand will have the ambition to dominate the world, even Tang Qiuli is no exception.

More than a dozen soldiers of the guard brigade carried a pair of stretchers, different from their neat military uniforms, the two faces were blackened by gunsmoke, and the soldiers in ragged military uniforms clung to one end of the stretcher, as if they were afraid of the most precious thing, and if they let go, they would lose it, Tang Qiuli walked down the mountain quickly and arrived next to the stretcher.

On the stretcher, there was a soldier who couldn't see his age, covered in blood, in a coma, Tang Qiuli asked softly, "You are from that unit?" Who was hurt? "The two ordinary soldiers obviously haven't seen Tang Qiuli, but the four golden stars on his epaulettes, the compelling momentum, shows that this is an unusual character.

Faced with the questioning, he seemed a little overwhelmed, and the captain of the guard detachment said in a low voice: "This is our division commander, what are you asking?" The two ordinary soldiers trembled, and one of the slightly older ones hurriedly stood up and saluted, "Report to the division commander, Wang Manjiang, a member of the second observation group of the third artillery group of the ** division, salute you, and the injured one is our team leader, Sergeant Meng Xiaozhu." ”

Tang Qiuli looked up in surprise and said, "Which Meng Xiaozhu was the first to discover the Japanese attacking troops and pass the information to the artillery headquarters as soon as possible?" How did he get hurt? ~~

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Huzi, hurry, call the military doctor immediately," the two soldiers choked up and told the whole story, when they heard that Meng Xiaozhu, risking artillery fire and the danger of being sacrificed at any time, found the Japanese artillery position, and then, after being injured by his own people's shells, Tang Qiuli's eyes moistened.

Such an ordinary soldier, his vigilance and sacrificial spirit, for this unprecedented artillery bombardment, provided first-hand information, all the victories of the ** division, are such soldiers, silently making sacrifices, commanding thousands of troops, thousands of artillery generals, majestic, they are the dazzling stars on this war stage, all the halo, focus on them.

Who has thought deeply about the aura on the general's body, which is lit up by hundreds of thousands of ordinary soldiers like Meng Xiaozhu, with their own blood and even their lives, this is the cornerstone of the invincibility of the ** division, Tang Qiuli asked the military doctor in a low voice, "How is the condition of the wounded?" ”

The military doctor replied with a heavy face: "Report to the division commander, the situation is very bad, because the shell exploded at close range, the shrapnel cut deep into the body, and the bleeding was excessive, and if the operation was not carried out immediately, I am afraid that my life would be in danger," "Send it to the field hospital in Myitkyina immediately," "Division commander, our field hospital on the front line, without the corresponding equipment, I am afraid that such a complicated operation will not be possible," the military doctor replied sadly.

Tang Qiuli glanced at Meng Xiaozhu, who was pale and unconscious, and said to Chen Feng, the director of communications: "Immediately transfer my special plane to the temporary airport in Myitkyina, and send Meng Xiaozhu to Dingbian General Hospital, and at the same time, give Dingbian General Hospital a telegram in my name, no matter what cost, we must save this soldier, he is our hero." ”

For the sake of an ordinary soldier, the special plane of the commander of the No. 1 division was used, and this matter quickly spread among all the troops on the front line, Tang Qiuli did this, and there was no element of showmanship, but the impact of this matter on hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the front line exceeded his estimate, and the morale and morale of the army were unprecedentedly cohesive and high.

Compared with the high momentum of hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers of the ** Division who forced into the Japanese defense line in the Libao Grand Canyon, in Mandalay City, in the General Headquarters of the Japanese Southeast Asian Dispatch Army, there was a gloomy fog, and the earth-shattering artillery battle in Mogok, with the bones of hundreds of thousands of Imperial Army soldiers missing, gave Ito Yanzaburo great psychological pressure.

has not yet recovered its vitality, the Southeast Asian dispatch army that has just been replenished, the battle of Mogu, the loss of more than 100,000 soldiers, although Ito has long been mentally prepared for this, but the defeat is so heavy, so fast, so that there is no surviving soldier, it still exceeds his expectations, what makes Ito's heart ache is that he paid such heavy casualties, and did not cause a little loss to the ** division troops.

That is to say, hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Imperial Army in his six divisions have not yet seen the face of the infantry of the ** division, and they have been engulfed in artillery fire for several hours, such a tragic defeat, Ito does not know how to explain to the base camp, and he has no reason to explain, if it is in a normal offensive and defensive battle or positional warfare, there are such large casualties, Ito can accept it, and the base camp can understand.

The Southeast Asian dispatch army was already at a disadvantage in the face of the main force of the ** division, and the base camp also knew that the Burma battle plan was done reluctantly, and in this way, the lives of hundreds of thousands of imperial soldiers were lost, and Ito could not explain, whether it was his own command error, or his unclear judgment of the battlefield situation, which led to such a disastrous consequence, what would the base camp think, and what would His Majesty the Emperor think?

All the qiē made Ito's heart flutter and at a loss, he had received a report from the commander of the Libao Grand Canyon defense line, the main force of the ** division poured out, reoccupied Mogu, forced into Libao, judging by the situation, it was possible to launch an attack on the imperial army's Libao defense line at any time, with the artillery bombardment that could blow up several mountains in the morning, the Libao Grand Canyon defense line, which the Japanese commander regarded as a natural danger, was not so safe.

This is not counting the place that puts the most pressure on Ito and makes him feel terrifying, with the Libao Grand Canyon defense line, the current strength of the imperial army's troops, of course, it is powerless to attack, but relying on the dangerous terrain defense, even if Tang Qiuli can break through this defense line, he will break a few teeth, and without paying the price of more than 100,000 people, don't think about stepping through the defense line.

At this moment, Ito hoped that Tang Qiuli's main force would immediately attack the Libao Grand Canyon defense line, and he also planned to fight to the death with Tang Qiuli, the devil of China, and finally ended up with all the jade of the dispatched army, and the end of his own corpse in the wilderness was also for the emperor's Burma battle plan, shedding the last drop of blood, which was not a bad reputation as a general of the Great Japanese Empire.

But Tang Qiu didn't follow his thoughts, just now, a telegram sent by the staff officer made Ito's desperate thoughts come to naught, the biggest sorrow as a soldier is that you want to work hard, the opponent won't give you a chance, you want to hold your breath and crash over, but the opposite side is air.

The telegram reads, "Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, on the morning of October 9, the ** Division marched eastward and besieged Taunggyi, and the battle lasted until 4 p.m. on the same day. ”

This telegram is the last telegram sent by the commander of the Japanese garrison in Taunggyi, Nakano Osa, before he was about to cut his abdomen, don't Nakano, who is already dead, said that Ito knows better than anyone that he lost Taunggyi and Leikaku, and the road to send troops south to retreat to Rangoon has been cut off, and what is waiting for him is there any way out except to be surrounded and fight for the last person?

At the same time, Tang Qiuli was also looking at the telegram sent by Feng Jiwu, "Division Commander, our Eastern Front Group has already conquered Dongzhi and Leigu, in fact, cut off the passage for the Japanese army's southward retreat, please indicate the direction of the next move," Tang Qiuli said to Liu Xinlan with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Record, the Eastern Front Combat Group, immediately from the eastern direction, forced into Mandalay, made a posture of capturing the place, and waited for the next order of the division commander." ”

(To be continued)