The devils were waiting for the aviation to solve the 7th Brigade blocking the road, while Feng Ye and the others continued to march towards the town and did not stop any longer, the road in the forest was not easy to walk, and they had to try to arrive before dark.

When the town came into view, Feng Ye and the others still did not encounter the British sentry, Feng Ye kept giving orders, let the scouts move forward quickly to reconnoitre, compared to the blind confidence of the British, he would rather believe in himself.

"Huhuhu......"

Feng Yi raised his hand, signaled the team to stop, and quickly ran back with Thomson's veterans on his shoulder.

"Commander, there are no enemies, there are more than fifty British soldiers in the town, and they have agreed to let us in."

"Hey, it's definitely no problem, if the devils can be interspersed here, the fourteenth division in front is guaranteed to be finished, and now, their battle continues......"

Winster laughed, in his feeling that if the Japanese were not raided, they would have been able to fight the Japanese for a few months.

The town is located on an avenue with no walls, and the avenue runs through the middle of the town, and in typical Western Burmese style, a small river flows next to the town, and small wooden boats are docked along the river, perhaps because of the dry season, the bottom of which has been exposed.

"Hi ......"

"Winster, why did you get back? How's the front? ”

Entering the town, the team slowly entered under the guidance of Winst; Their destination was the brick house, where the cross hung on the highest roof, and where was the church that Winst was talking about.

"It's a fierce fight, it's our American allies, they need to use the operating room of the church, is Father Webb's evening class over?"

Winst pointed to himself, a wry smile on his face.

"It should be soon, when the bell rings, you will see the priest's ......"

In the simple chatter, Feng Yi looked around, this town should be one of the British supply transfer stations, there are constantly trucks coming and going, and the shouts of Indians and Burmese are constantly coming.

"You can rest assured that the priest and the doctor will solve their ailment, no problem......"

Like all the weary brethren, they were not given access to the church, and the wounded were carried in by priests and monks, perhaps the only ones who entered were the doctors who accompanied the army.

"Colonel, thank you and your brother very much, but now that I'm going to take them into the barracks to rest, are you really not going?"

In the field outside the church, the brethren of the commando team were half-lying on the ground, with a bonfire lit beside them, the light of which dispelled the cold of early spring and brought them a hint of warmth.

"No, I'll wait here for those brothers."

Feng pointed to the church, the unfamiliar environment made him uneasy.

"Okay, I'll have someone prepare food for you, goodbye."

Winsworth nodded and left with his men.

The church is in the northeast corner of the town, and the backyard is less than a hundred meters away from the wilderness, the only difference is that there are no wild grasses and shrubs on this wilderness, which should have been deliberately cleaned up by the people here.

More than a thousand people gathered around the campfire, slowly falling asleep after eating hot food, and in the surrounding darkness, a small squad of sentinels kept an eye on the surroundings.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

When dusk came, they lost their air cover, and the Japanese bombers and fighters arrived over the battlefield and rained bullets on their positions.

"General, there is no reply from the radio, there is still an hour before the scheduled defense time, and the three battalions in front have suffered more than thirty percent casualties......"

At the headquarters of the 6th Brigade, Brigadier General Khadivan frowned, and the staff officer was reporting the latest situation.

Khadiwen originally wanted to use the persistence of the 6th Brigade to buy time for the retreating 47th Brigade and 55th Brigade to build a defensive line, but what he didn't know was that the two brigades were defeated like a mountain, they did not stop at all, they were frightened by the rapid penetration of the Japanese army, and they had been frantically retreating in the direction of Chittagong, because there were trains and railways there, which allowed them to quickly return to the rear.

"Got it, let the brigade headquarters and battalions fill the defensive gaps; Connect me to the Army's radio. ”

Cadivan stood up and straightened out his military uniform, his face full of determination.

"General, headquarters telegram!"

At this time, the communications corpsman took a telegram and reported loudly.

"Whew!"

If it weren't for a particularly important telegram, it would be impossible for the communications corps to take it directly to himself.

The telegram was of many words, and it was sent by General Owen; The 6th Brigade was besieged, and Brigadier General Owen had been concerned about the situation here.

Now the 47th Brigade and the 55th Brigade cannot be contacted, and only the 6th Brigade is left on the Western Front to support the Japanese counterattack.

There has always been a special team in the Sixth Brigade, that is, the 1st Battalion of the historic Royal Scots Regiment, the entire British Army, has not been crowned with the royal prefix, only some battalions, brigades and other troops, because of the long history, for the royal family, for Britain has made decisive contributions, they won the royal title, every unit, is the army must protect, less one, the glory of the army will be reduced by one point.

The same was true of the telegram sent by General Owen, who suggested that Brigadier General Cardivan break out with the 1st Battalion of the Royal Scots, and that the rest of the troops should naturally be abandoned and let them fight to the end for the British Empire.

"Order: The brigade battalion will attack northward in fifteen minutes and break through the Japanese positions; Order the 1st Battalion of the Royal Scots Regiment to attack north and return directly to Chittagong......"

Brigadier General Khadivan closed his eyes, tears faintly emerging from the corners of his eyes.

"General......

The staff officer reminded the brigadier general.

"Turn off the communication channel of the 1st Battalion of the Royal Scottish Regiment, I want to say a few words to the brave soldiers......"

Brigadier General Cardivan ignored the staff officer and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Warriors, we are surrounded by *** Japan, for the glory of the British Empire, I will lead the brigade battalion to attack north......"

Brigadier General Cardivan's voice slowly flowed through the airwaves, through the radio stations in the remaining trenches, and he decided to be with all the soldiers.

The 6th Brigade had now reached a critical juncture, and if he retreated with the 1st Battalion of the Royal Scots, he was sure that in ten minutes at most, there would be a situation of surrender in formation, which was a very normal situation in the army, and when the situation of mortal battle arose, their order allowed the soldiers to surrender in order to save their lives.

"General!"

"General, you and the 1st Battalion of the Royal Scots Regiment will go north together!"

……

The staff officers looked at Brigadier General Kadivan, and they did not want their general to die here.

"I am also a member of the Army, and from the beginning of the war, I told myself that I would never surrender to ***......"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the combat staff officer handed over a submachine gun, and Brigadier General Kadivan waved his right hand, signaling that the brigade command duties would end here, and from now on, all men would be on the front line of firefight.