Major General Bridge Bson, commander of the 3rd British Division, could not help but be nervous, and the shadow of the setback of yesterday's attack had always hung over him, as General Alexander had put tremendous pressure on him.

It was less than four hours before the time set by His Excellency the commander, and there was no movement on the battlefield, and the great battle was imminent, and this kind of tranquility was the most worrying, and the artillery fire and bombardment did not give Qiao Busen much comfort, and just yesterday, the artillery poured into the positions of the Chinese people in Sido with less shells.

What was the result, the two infantry divisions attacked in turn, except for dropping a few thousand corpses, nothing was fished, and in less than four hours, Hashibusen and the squadron were not allowed to go back and forth, and if by the stipulated time, Sido had not yet been occupied, Qiaobusen had every reason to believe that the old guy who looked at himself unpleasantly would give himself the most severe punishment.

Now Qiaobusen, very much hope that on the battlefield, there will be a gunshot of the Chinese soldiers returning fire, but no, only the monotonous "click" sound of the light and heavy machine guns of his own troops as fire cover, and the quiet abnormality of the Chinese soldiers, which makes Qiaobusen panic, he doesn't believe that the shells and bombs just now sent the Chinese soldiers to see God!

The telephone on the shell box of the "Jingle Bell" suddenly rang rapidly, and the chief of staff of the Third Division picked up the phone: "What?" Again, the entire positions of the squadron have been occupied! ”

After putting down the phone, the chief of staff said to the division commander who was still stunned: "Your Excellency, division commander, the commander of the first mixed regiment has called. They and the 2nd Mixed Regiment. The positions of the squadron have all been occupied, the 3rd Mixed Regiment has also gone up, and we have completed the task assigned by His Excellency the Commander ahead of schedule! ”

Only then did Qiao Busen react, his eyebrows immediately fluttered, his face relaxed, he took out a cigar and lit it, took a deep breath comfortably, and after exhaling light blue smoke, he ordered: "Dear Brooke, report to the commander immediately, my third division." Two hours and forty-one minutes ahead of schedule, the task of occupying the squadron's position was completed, and the flag of the British Empire fluttered over Sido! ”

The bridge busson under the triumph. At the end of the report, a poetic sentence was added, and his whole person became full of vitality. Qiao Busen had no reason to be upset, the two divisions attacked the position for a whole day without any gain, and in less than two hours with one division, he took it smoothly, this time, look at the old guy who was looking for trouble for himself. What else to say?

Alexander, who received the report, his first reaction was not to believe it, absolutely not to believe it, what kind of bird is that bridge busson, what kind of unit is the third division, he knows it very well in his heart, the two main divisions, gnawed on the Sido position that he didn't take all day, he barely counted a second-rate unit, and it took less than two hours to capture it?

The swaggering bridge busson. When Commander Alexander and a large group of senior officers boarded the Cido position, it became clear that the squadron had all been evacuated last night. Moreover, before evacuation. A sneak attack also caused thousands of casualties to the British and Indian troops, tens of thousands of artillery shells, hundreds of bombs, and nothing more than empty hills, mud and trees.

Alexander's face was pale, and he was furious on the spot, looked at the triumphant Hashibusen, and said, "General Qiaobusen, this is the result of the battle you reported?" What about the corpses of Chinese soldiers? They're not all going to disappear, are they? ”

Qiao Busen is not the boss in his heart, no matter what he says, our third division has completed the task, the squadron position, is at my feet, as for whether the Chinese soldiers evacuated in advance and how they disappeared, this is not something I care about, the old guy picks bones in the eggs, and deceives people too much!

So, Qiao Busen replied without humility or arrogance: "Your Excellency, it is an indisputable fact that our Third Division has completed the task assigned by you, as for when the soldiers of the [Chinese] country will evacuate and why the position is empty, this should not be my responsibility, nor is it something I can control, even the General Headquarters does not know the reason, and I have no way of knowing!" ”…,

If Qiao Busen is not soft or hard, and there are needles hidden in the cotton, Alexander was speechless for a while, and he rolled his eyes, but Qiao Busen's words were impeccable, and he couldn't find anything wrong, so he could only stare at Qiao Busen viciously.

After a long time, Alexander's face recovered, yes, no matter what you say, the nails in the way of progress have finally been pulled out, and the troops can continue to advance in the direction of northern Burma, but the evil anger that was bitten by the soldiers of the Chinese country last night has not yet been vented, and they originally wanted to use artillery shells to blow up these cunning and hateful Chinese people into pieces, but unfortunately, the goal was not achieved.

Alexander sighed and whispered hatefully: "Unwillingly, just let the Chinese slip away!" His words were only heard by a few senior British and Indian officers next to him, and no one accosted him, so what could he do if he was unwilling? The Chinese people have long run away!

There is always someone who loves to come out, a bearded, murderous Indian officer "snapped" and said loudly: "Your Excellency Commander, please don't worry, please hand over the task of chasing the fleeing [Chinese] people to our Plame Garrison First Jungle Brigade, before it gets dark today, I promise to catch up with the [Chinese] people, and annihilate them on the spot!" ”

Alexander felt inexplicable, at such a time, his compatriots were coldly watching, but the Indians took the initiative to come forward, he knew that this Puram garrison 1st Jungle Brigade, although it was a local garrison, and more than two-thirds of the officers and soldiers were Indians, but these Indian officers and soldiers, all of whom were locals, were very familiar with the terrain conditions of the Hukang River Valley, and it was the most suitable to take on the task of pursuit.

Alexander looked at the middle-aged Indian officer with appreciation, seemed to ignore even the strong smell of his body, and said kindly: "Okay, Brigadier General Singh, I will hand over this difficult task to your brigade, and if the task is successfully completed, I will promote your rank to major general, go, the glory of the British Empire, with you!" ”

The main force of the British and Indian army that crossed Sido, tanks, artillery trucks, trucks, like a rolling torrent, advanced at a faster speed in the direction of Magao in northern Burma, except for being blocked in Sido, there was no obstruction along the way, the squadron was like a big sleep, ignoring this well-equipped British Imperial team, but their march was smooth all the way, and it seemed that the invincible march ended here.

At more than eleven o'clock in the morning, in the clear sky, there was a dull sound, and the British and Indian infantry who were dodging the artillery carriages speeding by, splashing muddy water, cursing the soldiers who drove in their mouths, while looking at the sky strangely, God forbid, don't rain anymore, this damn Hukang River Valley, when it rains, you can't see the sun for a few days, and your body is about to become moldy.

The sky is clear, the sun is still shining, but where is the thunder? Alexander, who was in the jeep, staggered and closed his eyes to recuperate, was awakened by a loud report: "Report to the commander, it's noon, and the commanders of the troops ask you for instructions, do you want to rest in place?" ”

Alexander opened his eyes in displeasure, it was Lieutenant Colonel Nelson, the staff officer of the march, stopped the car, got out of the car and stretched the bumpy and sore bones, and said: "Order the troops, continue to advance, I don't even know how the soldiers are fast, I really don't know how they became generals, we have been delayed for a day in Sido, and we must take it back!" "Your Excellency the Commander seems to be very upset.

Nelson didn't dare to speak, and suddenly, he shouted in a frightened voice: "Your Excellency, Commander, look, there is a plane!" A large group of planes is flying towards our marching column! ”

Alexander looked up at the sky, and was shocked into a cold sweat, in the airspace of the Hukang River Valley, he did not order the air force stationed in India to dispatch, it could only be the plane of the Chinese "Wilson, quickly order the troops, air raids, air defense!" Alexander shouted in a loud voice. …,

As the order was conveyed, the marching columns of the British and Indian troops began to make a lot of noise, cars, artillery trucks, and tanks drilled into the woods one by one, and the infantry moved even more quickly, except for those who lay down on the spot, the others dodged into the woods, hid behind the tall trees, and watched the large group of planes getting closer and closer with fear, at this time, they no longer envied their colleagues who could get on the car.

At the same time, the anti-aircraft firing points of the British and Indian armies also began to shoot at the air, and the bombers with anti-aircraft machine guns in the division began to frantically pour bullets into the sky before they entered the firing range; in all fairness, the British army's air defense awareness, air defense capability, and anti-aircraft weapons were several times more than those of the Japanese army, and their firepower was dense and ferocious enough, and they were very well-trained.

Colonel Liu Xianyong, commander of the 1st Bomber Regiment of the Southern Flight Group of the Division, looked at the Anglo-Indian troops who were busy on the ground, and issued an order to the aircraft group: "Attention all crews, start to enter the bombing route, remember our mission, harassing bombing, don't lower the altitude too much, the level of air defense of the British is stronger than that of the little devil!" ”

After Liu Xianyong gave this order, he felt aggrieved in his heart, and he didn't know what Commander Le thought, there were so many British and Indian soldiers, and they were not allowed to be bombed vigorously, and they were not even allowed to bring "Buddha Light" napalm, and they came to their own regiment, looking at the following, there were piles of British soldiers and Indian soldiers, one bomb went down, and dozens of them were kept and sent to the west.

If Liu Xianyong knew that the so-called "harassing" bombing was a term that was coined by the boss of the division and division commander Tang Qiuli, it would be unknown whether he would dare to slander it in this way.

When the bomber group arrived at the bomb dropping position, Liu Xianyong was just about to give the order to drop the bomb, and in the headset, the commander Le Yiqin's call was heard, "701, please answer when you hear it, did you find a group of British fighters in the airspace near the bombing position of the bombing group?" ”