, Chapter 1111 A Sad Day

On the night of 9 June, the battlefield of the Libao Grand Canyon, which was full of artillery fire, flesh and blood, and gunsmoke, finally quieted down temporarily, and the night breeze could not disperse the pungent smell of blood, and the front stretching for dozens of kilometers from the canyon to the British army's rearguard line Madeira, there were bloody corpses of British soldiers everywhere, and cars and tanks emitting thick smoke and dark red tongues of fire everywhere.

It was a bloody day, and the hundreds of thousands of British and Burmese troops who entered the canyon survived, but only 60,000 or 70,000 survived, and the Japanese artillery fire, starting from noon, continued to bombard the British troops in the canyon, and the dense rain of bullets like flying locusts plowed the land in the canyon over and over again.

Under the joint attack of the Japanese army in the open air and ground, this day was the saddest day of the British Empire's troops stationed in Indochina, hundreds of thousands of people were crowded in such a narrow area with a radius of only a few tens of kilometers, and the Japanese pilots did not even have to aim, and a heavy aerial bomb dropped could cause dozens of casualties among British soldiers.

The Japanese pilot, who was not threatened by anti-aircraft fire, flew the plane almost to the treetops, and the Japanese pilot smiled fiercely, looking at the panicked and aimless British soldiers running to dodge on the opposite side, his fingers pressed the machine gun button, and three tongues of fire erupted from the nose of the plane.

Japanese bomber pilots, specially hovering in the most crowded places with the most British vehicles, an aerial bomb dropped, on the ground, a thick smoke and fire, the fireworks dispersed, a huge pit, appeared in front of the eyes, the British soldiers around the pit, have disappeared, only broken limbs, scattered pieces of clothing, proving that here, there were dozens of British soldiers.

According to the commander of the 133rd Bomber Wing, Shunichi Matsushita, commander of the 133rd Bomber Wing, of Japan's Southeast Asian Army Air Force, boasted to his good friend and Captain of the 7th Fighter Wing, Akihiro Miyaki, that "on the afternoon of 9 June, during the five-hour bombing operation of the Wing, each bomber took off an average of four sorties, and the number of British pigs killed was more than ten times that of your fighter wing. ”

This may be a rumor, but on this day, the casualties of the British army seem to corroborate Matsushita Shunichi's statement, and also show that the British army was said to have suffered blows and heavy losses in this breakthrough operation.

On this day, in one afternoon, the British and Burmese army suffered more than 50,000 casualties, including six senior officers at the rank of major general or above.

Beginning at three o'clock in the afternoon, after the first Japanese artillery bombardment stopped, more than 100,000 Japanese soldiers who were ambushed on both sides of the Libao Grand Canyon launched a fierce attack on the British troops who were burned out and dizzy by artillery fire.

The British troops who served as the rearguard were under greater pressure, and the Japanese army's intention was obvious, desperately compressing the British army into the canyon, so as to facilitate the ambush of the troops and give full play to the advantage of artillery fire.

Next, it was time to go north to Myitkyina, to meet the troops of the famous Chinese devil Tang Qiuli, at this time, Ito no longer wanted to take the Mandalay way, at this time and that time, put the British army into the field, there was an ambush in front of it, there was a pursuit in the back, the British were cornered, any army, and ambushed on the way, would quickly bring great panic to the soldiers.

Ito didn't even want prisoners of war, in his opinion, these British who laid down their arms were useless, in addition to taking out a lot of food to feed them, they also had to involve many troubles, such as the management of prisoners of war, Ito knew that these junior officers and soldiers, even some senior officers, had a little taste of blood in their bones.

In case you can't control it, the mass shooting of prisoners of war is nothing, a practice of the imperial ** team, for useless and wasteful things, dispose of them on the spot, cleanly, as for the Geneva Convention, it is a deceitful business, but those civilian officials in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs should blame themselves for making trouble for them.

Therefore, Ito's order to the attacking troops was, "With the most ferocious firepower, to inflict maximum casualties on the British, and not to accept any form of surrender from the British, I do not want to see a large number of prisoners of war pouring into the prisoner-of-war camp after the battle, with their ugly mouths wide open, waiting for us to bring out precious food to feed these British, who have lost their military integrity." ”

In a word, the encircled British, slaughtered, the Japanese troops, faithfully carried out the order of His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, Madeira, a small village with only a few dozen households, is the Fifth Mixed Brigade of the Anglo-Burmese Army as the rearguard, blocking the Japanese army in hot pursuit, an important tactical support point on the defensive front, and the main point of the defense of the First Regiment of the Fifth Mixed Brigade.

Commander Jeerdeman, was ordered to stick here, his regiment, more than half of the British soldiers, a little half of the Burmese soldiers, after the battle began, the combat effectiveness of the Burmese soldiers, even stronger than the soldiers of the British Empire, which made the commander of the Germanman overjoyed, the bravery of the Burmese also aroused the morale of the British soldiers, with this brute force, the first regiment supported until more than four o'clock, a regiment of more than 2,000 soldiers, more than 1,300 casualties.

Under the Japanese artillery fire and air raids, the overwhelming shells and bombs almost overturned the ground, and the field positions temporarily built by the British and Burmese soldiers were razed to the ground, and after the explosions and gunpowder smoke dissipated, there was no more gunfire to return fire on the position.

Enduring bouts of dizziness and severe pain, Geerdeman barely poked his head out of the dirt and saw a scene that he would never forget, not far away, four or five hundred British and Burmese soldiers in his regiment, most of whom were wounded, were driven by Japanese soldiers and climbed a mountain ridge with difficulty.

"Being captured, entering the Japanese prisoner of war camp, may be the best place for these soldiers, and it is better to save a life than to be blown into unfindable pieces by bombs and shells, and we have fulfilled our duty as a soldier," Commander Geerdeman thought bitterly, and at the same time, there was a sense of relief in his heart after weakness.

At this moment, the sudden sound of dense gunfire woke up Jeldman, who was so weak that he was about to faint, and in front of his eyes, the captured British and Burmese soldiers, rows and rows were knocked down by the Japanese machine guns, the Japanese machine gunners gritted their teeth, their faces were bloodthirsty madness and pleasure, dozens of light machine guns, at four or five hundred prisoners of war who had laid down their arms, pouring bullets.

This is a **naked massacre, and the Japanese are actually slaughtering prisoners of war! Jeldman fainted suddenly, and by the time he was awakened by the cool breeze of the night, it was already starry in the middle of the night, and there were sporadic gunshots everywhere, piles of burning fires, and in the night, flashing red light like ghost fires.

Perhaps he was the only survivor of the line, and under the cover of night, Gerdeman was lucky enough to run back to the large army, and was immediately led to the cave where Chief of Staff Francis was hiding.

Francis was struggling to support the situation, mobilizing as many troops as possible to contact him, tenaciously resisting the Japanese attack, and God forbid, the Japanese did not break through the blocking troops on the rear line, nor did they kill all the troops trapped in the canyon, but the British army also paid a huge price for this, and Francis successively filled in five divisions that were still fully formed, so as to block the crazy momentum of the Japanese army.

From the beginning of the Mandalay breakout, in the middle of the night, Francis was almost frighteningly old, and he sent urgent telegrams to Commander Alexander one after another amid the roar of shells and bombs, the flying bullets and the frantic howls of the Japanese soldiers, and he had no control over the number of casualties of his troops.

In every telegram dictated by Francis himself, there were these words: "The Japanese air-ground firepower combined to carry out a devastating blow to our troops, and then, with the infantry carried out a non-stop assault, a fierce battle for a day, the troops suffered heavy casualties, heavy weapons and tanks, most of which were destroyed by Japanese artillery fire, and were about to be exhausted, and if there were no reinforcements, the whole army would be destroyed in two days after tomorrow." ”

"I have to inform the general of one thing with the heaviest heart, in view of the fact that our army is already in a desperate situation in Libao, if Tang Qiuli's independent division troops, under the premise of not being able to rescue in time, in order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices of soldiers, I will consider, lay down my arms, surrender to the Japanese commander, of course, make this decision, I may become a sinner of the British Empire, however, I have no regrets and no choice, and whether you agree or not, general, I will do so."

Francis was sad and scared by the Japanese, he was like a mirror in his heart, if Tang Qiuli's troops really came to the rescue, then, at this moment, Libao should be the time when the squadron and the Japanese fought fiercely, one day and one night, Tang Qiuli's troops, how should they have arrived? Since the squadron did not come, if it continues to fight, hundreds of thousands of young people of the British Empire will become cold corpses.

Francis even personally prepared the surrender document, waiting for Alexander to personally send a telegram confirming his suspicions, "The Chinese Tang Qiuli did not send troops in the direction of Mandalay at all," and tomorrow at dawn he will negotiate surrender with the Japanese.

At this moment, the bloodied and staggering regimental commander Gerderman was brought in by the guards, Francis was taken aback, according to the information he had, the fifth mixed brigade of the Anglo-Burmese Army, which served as a blocking mission in the rearguard, had been completely wiped out, and there was no survivor, why, there was still a regiment commander who survived?

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