Lin Xiuxuan settled his hundreds of people, found a lieutenant of the British service unit passing by, and asked for food and ammunition. The British were worried that the supplies on the truck would be thrown away, and when they saw that someone wanted it, they immediately agreed. Of course, no one moved them, and they asked the Chinese soldiers to move it themselves. Lin Xiuxuan found Tao Mingzhang, a lieutenant who had performed well before, and asked him to drive the car to take over the supplies, and it was best to pull the field kitchen back together so that everyone could have a hot meal.

He himself did not have the heart to eat, and hurried to the headquarters of Alexandria, hoping to find out what the British command would do next, and what he was most worried about, whether the 30,000 British here would surrender.

According to his own memoirs, Alexander was demoralized after the Battle of Rangoon, but then miraculously rekindled his fighting spirit and finally broke through the siege. Given the fact that this kind of writing is usually whitewashed, it is not entirely clear how close he was to surrender. Considering that the present situation is even more severe than history, if he could not withstand the pressure to surrender, the whole situation would be very favorable to the Japanese, and perhaps they would have the opportunity to cross the Jindun River and occupy eastern India by June, essentially cutting off all Chinese foreign aid.

He didn't have a jeep, so he rode over on a bicycle he had bought in Yangon. Of course, Qin Xiaosu clearly detected the location of the largest radio group in the British army, and it was not difficult for him to find. How to enter the command is a difficult problem, although it is impossible to check the false identity of his 96th Division staff officer, but he may still be driven out because the rank is too low, and he is also very worried that he will run into Chen Zhiping, and does not know whether Chen Zhiping is still in the encirclement.

In the dark, the British rout and refugees lit piles of bonfires in the field, completely without the idea of guarding against enemy air attacks, many British troops ran too hard, lost their command, lost their weapons, and gathered in piles in the field at a loss, completely did not show the spirit of active defense. In the distance, the Japanese artillery was rumbling closer. The numb soldier only looked up into the distance, not knowing how to respond.

It looks like only the Australian brigade, which withdrew as a rearguard, behaved decently. They were still fighting from south to east, fending off the enemy forces behind. In addition, the 13th Brigade of the 1st Anglo-Burmese Division had fought several battles with the Japanese and had learned something from the defeat, and they maintained a defensive line in the north, so that Alexander's loose army did not collapse immediately. The Japanese were not strong enough to cut off the entire British army from the center at once, and perhaps they would launch a deadly attack during the day.

The original plan of the British seemed to be to reorganize at Ringanqiang, but the Japanese attack disrupted the whole plan. In fact, this situation was completely expected by him, he had seen the British supplies of alcohol and cigarettes occupy a large proportion, the officers of the daily thunderous tea time, and the junior officers provide beer; Therefore, the Japanese who chewed the rice ball assault were able to seize the opportunity everywhere, while the British who pursued comfort were often a few beats slower. The situation was so severe that if it was not advisable to send men to organize the disorganized troops, even a few very limited strikes by the Japanese at the end of the crossbow would be enough to crush the British army, which stretched for forty kilometers.

He did not know when the Japanese would attack, and according to common sense, night was the perfect time to attack, because night could hide the weak nature of the Japanese army's lack of troops, but the Japanese never launched a fatal blow. Perhaps the assassination of Ma Qiang and Xu Chong may have delayed or even stopped the enemy's overall plan?

Having dealt with the Japanese for a long time, he does not have the luxury of expecting too much that the enemy may give up easily because of some setbacks you have caused him, they are not like that. Chu Aiyun is still on the way, considering the poor road conditions, maybe it will be dawn, and the troops are not enough. The 5th Army's automobile regiment is full of calculations and can send a regiment over, and it will have to be after noon tomorrow.

He rode his bicycle through groups of disorganized stragglers and refugees with their families, heading toward the radio station in the distance.

The rumbling roar came from the east, and soon a group of planes flew overhead, and it was not difficult to judge from the sound that these planes were densely formed and clearly not Allied. Sure enough, while the ground was in a state of confusion, a sharp whistling sound was super urgent, and the enemy planes began to drop bombs.

He jumped off his bike and hid in a ditch. Half a kilometer away, flames flickered continuously, and about a second later, explosions were heard repeatedly. Japanese planes seem to be blindly dropping bombs on the densest areas of bonfires on the ground. * The area where they fell was not the headquarters and the heavy troop assembly area, perhaps they were originally targeting the headquarters and had agents on the ground to instruct them, but the refugees who had no air defense concept and the soldiers who had abandoned themselves lit too many fires in the field for the Japanese pilots to throw around, unaware that they had blown up a field hospital and a makeshift shelter built by a nearby church.

Lin crawled out of the ditch and continued on his way.

Qin Xiaosu's call came from the hidden headset. Since none of the nodes could contact each other, he broadcast important information at all times in the hope that the group members in the broadcast area would hear it.

"The headquarters of the 33rd Division reported that it was attacked 15 minutes ago, and the casualties are currently unknown."

"The last communication sent by the regimental headquarters of the 33rd Division five minutes ago was intercepted, and the troops were asked to act boldly in accordance with the established policy."

The word established policy is not a code word, it can be roughly guessed that it refers to the offensive, it seems that Ma Qiang and they succeeded, and did not have essential damage to the Japanese army's offensive policy, but it may cause damage to the subsequent command of the Japanese army, which Chiang made the Japanese army on the front line fight separately.

He quickly passed through the blazing bombing area, and the Japanese dropped * were not powerful and scattered, and the parked vehicles on the side caused casualties. Some of the wounded on the side of the road were obviously seriously injured, their clothes hanging like strips of rags, and someone reached out to Lin Xiuxuan, praying for help, but he couldn't stop here.

Under the firelight, the unexploded bombs half-buried in the earth were sporadically inserted into the ground, and one of them was next to the British ammunition truck. Whether to live or die in war often depends on some contingency. Another British truck he randomly passed by was not so lucky, it was blown over on the side of the road, and the huge weapon scattered from the truck was a Beuys anti-tank gun.

The faint roar of tanks came from the other side of the mountain, and Lin looked over there, and through the campfire in the distance, he could see one tank after another driving out of a ravine.

It took him some time to identify the Japanese tank from the short barrel, and there were people standing behind the tank. But in the chaos of the bombardment, no one fired at these interspersed enemies, and no one even noticed that the tanks were moving quickly.

How they managed to get into the messy lines of the British without being discovered, there is no time to investigate, maybe just a stroke of luck. Seeing this, Lin Xiuxuan's about 15 tanks slowly drove towards the west. In the blink of an eye, the tanks were hidden behind the undulating terrain and could not be seen. Lin had a strong premonition that the tanks were heading straight for Alexander's headquarters.

He quickly jumped out of his bike, flipped over from the side of the road to the side of the truck, dragging a heavy anti-tank gun and two *. He put * in his satchel, then hopped on his bike and chased after him single-handedly.

Under a dull moonlight, he pedaled hard in the hope of catching up with the enemy. The Beuys anti-tank gun was probably the most failed anti-tank weapon in the early days of the war, and his shoulder hurt from the strap at this moment, and he felt that this thing weighed 40 pounds.

After crossing a small slope, I found myself advancing parallel to a slippery enemy tank more than 100 meters apart. The Japanese soldier standing behind the tank looked at him, and he hurried behind the bushes.

He pedaled the car with all his might, and finally grabbed the front of the tanks at the next intersection. The outpost of the guard force on the perimeter of the British command was here, and two Vickers armoured vehicles occupied the intersection, and in the middle of the road, assuming that the distance horses were blocking the way, about a platoon of soldiers stood in the ditch by the side of the road and smoked. He rushed until he reached the checkpoint, where the British were swatting mosquitoes and saw a bicycle arrive in front of him recklessly. The man in the car was dressed strangely and carrying a huge weapon.

"Hurry up and report to your sir, the Japanese tanks have arrived." He shouted at the armored car in English.

"Who are you?" A British second lieutenant poked his head out of the armored car and said, "How is it possible for a Japanese tank to get here?" ”

"I am ...... of the 96th Division"

Lin Xiuxuan knew that he didn't need to say more, the rumbling voice behind him was already approaching.

"Listen, that's their tank."

"No, that's our own tank." The British lieutenant said with certainty. A sidecar motorcycle beside him that came out of the command headquarters and transmitted information quickly drove forward.

When the motorcyclist reached the front junction, he found a group of tanks blocking the way and was forced to slow down, which annoyed the rider a little, and he was stopped by a group of tanks that had gone to the wrong battlefield and did not drive along the left side of the road according to the marching norms, but occupied the right side of the road. The communicator on the sidecar stood up and raised his flashlight to look at the other side, trying to see which unit it was, but he was greeted by a cannonball.

Seeing that his motorcycle was blown up into the sky, the British officer gave up the entanglement and ordered to prepare for battle. But he didn't forget to assign two people to keep an eye on Lin Xiuxuan, who came to report the news, because he felt that this person was also very suspicious.

Lin unloaded his anti-tank gun and ran alone to the commanding heights away from the armored vehicle, followed closely by two British soldiers, not knowing whether the vague orders from their superiors told them to arrest the man or just follow him.

The burning motorcycles made the British armored vehicles, from a distance, clearly see the clumsy turn of the Japanese tanks led by the Japanese at the intersection. The British armored vehicles opened fire first, of course, with two machine guns.

Tracer bullets from the machine gun hit the tank's frontal armor and flew in all directions, making it impossible for the ammunition to penetrate the front of the tank. After turning the hull, the Japanese tank began to calmly adjust the height of the barrel, and the first shot destroyed an armored car. Another armored car tried to reverse and escape, and ten seconds later received a second shell, and the second lieutenant who was talking to Lin Xiuxuan just now was in that car, and no one was seen alive getting out of the armored car that began to burn.

Lin Xiuxuan put the heavy weapon on the dirt slope and put * on his shoulder. He noticed that there was Japanese infantry moving nearby, and it seemed that it was the soldier who was carrying the back of the car just now. He didn't care about the infantry, he waited for the tanks to advance, he couldn't punch through the tanks from the angle he was now, but he could probably penetrate the armor from the side when they passed by him. Two stunned soldiers, crouching beside him, completely at a loss.