The night is still dark, the rain is still continuous, several soldiers of the guard battalion, with raincoats for the seriously injured commander Major General Wen Rongcai, set up a temporary shelter to cover the rain, for this qiē, Wen Rongcai, who is in a coma, knows nothing, the chief of the communications section Qi Xiaorong, asked the military doctor with a worried face: "The commander's injury doesn't matter, right?" ”

When he asked this, Qi Xiaorong's heart was bottomless, his thigh and abdomen were hit by three bullets, and the person was still unconscious, the military doctor was silent for a while, and replied cautiously: "Section Chief Qi, although the commander's injury has stopped bleeding and is not in danger of life for the time being, but the warhead has not been taken out yet, I am afraid that the commander's injury will deteriorate, so it will not be easy to do!" ”

Qi Xiaorong asked eagerly, "What can be done?" The military doctor replied: "There is only as much operation as possible, but you also know that Section Chief Qi has this condition now, and we can't even find a dry place, besides, there are no surgical instruments, and the only way is to rush to the Magao Garrison District Hospital as quickly as possible." []”

Qi Xiaorong sighed secretly, according to the current marching speed, coupled with such ghost weather, there is no time for two or three days, and he can't catch up with Ma Gao, but he still said to the guard battalion commander who was guarding the side: "Convey the commander's order, and the troops speed up the march!" ”

At dawn, the surrounding scenery was already clearly visible, and the rain that had been raining for several days finally stopped, and the dark clouds gradually thinned and dispersed, and after walking for more than an hour, the sky was bright, and the eastern sky, a round of red and bright morning sun, erupted out, dispelling the fog shrouded in the mountains and forests, and the sun shook a golden light in front of the soldiers.

But the warm breath penetrated everyone's hearts and spleens, breathing a breath of air with the smell of sunshine, and the wet heart was refreshed, and Wen Rongcai, who was unconscious for most of the night. When he woke up, he said with a pale face and a weak voice: "Stop for Lao Tzu!" Is this how far it is? ”

Qi Xiaorong shouted in surprise: "Military doctor, military doctor!" The commander is awake! Don't move, Commander, we're already in Gangaka. [ ] It's more than forty kilometers from West and it's safe now. ”

The military doctor hurriedly came over, examined Wen Rongcai, and said with a sigh of relief: "Commander, what a blessing, but you must operate immediately." Otherwise, the wound is infected, and it will still be life-threatening! ”

Wen Rongcai smiled reluctantly and said: "Don't worry, the bullet that killed Lao Tzu hasn't been made yet, the little devil can't kill me, and the British and Indian soldiers don't think about it." Honor, have all the troops withdrawn? What about casualties? ”

Qi Xiaorong hurriedly replied, "Commander, don't worry. Both troops have been safely withdrawn, the first garrison is on the south bank of the Hukang River Valley, we are marching with the second garrison, this night attack, the troops suffered more than 300 casualties, of which, more than 100 were killed, wounded soldiers, all carried down, the situation of the first garrison. It's similar to us! ”

Wen Rongcai smiled tiredly and said, "Okay, it's worth it, last night, at least more than 2,000 British and Indian soldiers were killed, which is not enough." I have earned it, and I am finally worthy of the brothers lying in Sido, so I will immediately send a report to the division commander that the troops of our northern Burma border garrison area have been safely evacuated, and have now arrived in Gangaka and continue to assemble in the direction of Magao. ”

After Qi Xiaorong finished recording the message, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Commander, do you want to report your injuries to the division commander?" ”

Wen Rongcai shook his head and said, "Let the bullet bite a few times, this little injury, it's worth making a fuss about alarming the division commander?" Isn't there a shame? By the way, Xiao Rong, add a sentence in the telegram that before our troops retreated, they bit the British and Indian soldiers hard. ”…,

Tang Qiuli, who was in Myitkyina, after receiving Wen Rongcai's telegram, said to Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe with a laugh: "This is the personality of the Wen madman, I estimate that with the outnumbered enemy, Wen Rongcai is unwilling to suffer, take advantage of the opportunity of the night before the retreat, fight back, and get a handful before leaving, this Wen madman, as before, is a master who refuses to suffer, Yuhe, the front finger immediately rushed to Ma Gao, commanded in front, the rain stopped at dawn, we should also go!" ”

Le Yiqin, who was busy directing the bomber group and fighter group to take off, heard that the division commander and the division headquarters were going to move to Magao, and hurriedly came to see him off, but unfortunately, he came a step late, only to see the shadow of the convoy out of the city, watching the convoy gradually disappear from sight, Le Yiqin's heart was a little empty, and there was an indescribable loss. []

He originally thought that during the period when the division commander was commanding the Hukang Valley Campaign, the headquarters would be set up in Myitkyina, so that he could get along with the division commander day and night and consult with him on tactics and campaign issues at any time, but now that he was in the soup, he returned to the base command post with low feelings.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone on the table, "Hey, Captain Wu?" Cancel the original mission of your 8th Regiment, stay in Myitkyina, and take on the air guard mission in the area around Magao, don't ask so much, the division commander went to Magao, what if the British planes bombed in the past, yes, take turns to take the air, maintain uninterrupted air patrols, you personally lead the team, there must always be two squadrons in the sky. ”

At about 9 o'clock in the morning of the same day, the first garrison on the other side of the Hukang River valley waded across the river and rounded up with the second garrison, advanced for more than an hour.

As soon as Wen Rongcai heard the report, he understood in his heart that it must be the two brigades directly under the corps that came up, and when they got in touch, sure enough, what they encountered was the vanguard battalion of the ninth brigade of the directly subordinate corps, and they met the main force, the soldiers of the troops in the northern Burma garrison area, and they were in a nervous mood, completely relaxed, and a day of fierce fighting, a night attack and a rapid march in the middle of the night, exhausted their bodies.

Major General Xiao Jinshan, commander of the Ninth Brigade, listened to the report of the avant-garde battalion and met the troops of the northern Burma border garrison, hurried over, and saw Wen Rongcai lying on the stretcher, hurriedly took his cold hand, and asked anxiously: "Old Wen, how are you?" ”

They were all old comrades-in-arms of the directly subordinate corps before, and they were very familiar with each other, Wen Rongcai said with a weak smile: "Brigade Commander Xiao, my old Wen can't die yet, it's just a little unlucky, let the British bullet take a few bites!" I haven't fought for a long time, my hands are raw, and I am disgraced in front of you Lao Xiao! In the end, it is the main force, there are many tanks and artillery, if I have those big guys of yours, the British and the Indian soldiers, don't try to take advantage! ”

Xiao Jinshan was in no mood to joke, so he hurriedly called over the military doctor and asked about Wen Rongcai's injury, and then immediately said: "Order the field hospital of the army to immediately arrange for Commander Wen to operate, and the troops will continue to advance!" ”

Taking advantage of the time to prepare for the operation, Wen Rongcai, regardless of his physical weakness, gave Xiao Jinshan a detailed introduction to the situation of Sido and the Anglo-Indian army, especially the artillery superiority of the Anglo-Indian army, so that Xiao Jinshan had a clear understanding of the situation of the Anglo-Indian army, which was of great help to him in carrying out the division commander's task of gradually blocking the attack.

Xiao Jinshan took Wen Rongcai's hand, comforted and said: "Old Wen, don't worry about it, before I set off, the division commander had specially explained the fighting method, but, to be honest, Lao Wen, with a second-line army of less than 10,000 people, no heavy artillery and tanks, you can withstand the attack of more than 200,000 British and Indian troops for a day, and before leaving, you still take a bite of fat, I Xiao Jinshan admires you, in the end, you are a Wen madman, do not change your true colors!" ”…,

Just when Wen Rongcai explained to Xiao Jinshan the situation on the front line in Xiduo, the troops of the northern Burma border garrison area, the Xiduo blocking line, had just experienced a shelling that was no less than a volcanic eruption, and a fierce bombardment from the air.

At dawn, the visibility could already be clearly seen, the position held by the squadron, on the artillery position of the British and Indian rear, suddenly sounded a thunderous roar, and then, a group of large-caliber shells, with a screaming sound, pierced the dawn air, and fell on the Sido position, the smoke of gunpowder billowed and the earth flew, and large areas of grass were lifted by the shells, torn apart, and lifted into the air.

Tall trees, slammed down, and by the flying shrapnel, cut into pieces, the ground shook, the earth trembled, along the banks of the Hukang River Valley, the area of Xiduo, was overwhelmingly shelled, bombed into a terrifying world, the nascent sun, obscured by gunpowder smoke and dust, ten minutes later, dozens of British bombers, joined the bombardment against thousands of Chinese defenders.

All this qiē was just to open the way to continue advancing in the direction of northern Burma and pull out the nails blocking the more than 200,000 troops of the British and Indian troops, Alexander fulfilled his promise and used all the artillery fire and bombers to open the way for the British Third Division, and the artillery and aerial bombardment lasted for a whole hour and a half, and the British artillery poured tens of thousands of large-caliber shells, and the British bombers dropped hundreds of bombshells, blowing up the small high ground in Sido, which was only more than 100 meters above sea level, into the most desolate place in the Hukang River Valley.

The shelling stopped, the bombers also returned, and the smoke had not yet cleared, Major General Hashibusen, the commander of the 3rd Division of the British Army, put down his binoculars and ordered with a gloomy face: "The mixed 1st and 2nd regiments will attack, and the 3rd regiment will follow!" ”

The light and heavy machine guns that served as fire cover, "da-da-da" whistled, poured bullets like a scoop onto the empty squadron position, and hit it dusty, or the accustomed charging formation, the first few rows, were Indian soldiers, and the rear was pulled away for a distance, followed by the British soldiers who shrunk their heads, such a formation could ensure the minimum casualties of the British soldiers to the greatest extent.

Moreover, you can also use the first few rows of Indian soldiers to consume the firepower of the defenders, such a style of play is the same as the practice of letting the puppet army take the lead on the Chinese battlefield, before the Japanese army charges, it seems that no matter where it is, the fate of cannon fodder is the saddest.

The figures of the soldiers charging were hidden in the smoke of gunpowder, and in the telescopic lens of Qiao Busen, the smoke was full of smoke and blur, and the gunshots had not yet been heard, and Qiao Busen's heart was tightly raised.

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