When the devils and the Burmese were killed in large numbers, they finally knew that the enemy was too strong, they touched the main force or the elite, and did not stay any longer, and the devils and the Burmese quickly disappeared from this area.

When Feng Yi's team arrived in the middle of the battlefield, Liang Hao was waiting for him, and the beggar-like Britons fell into his hands.

"Do they know who we are?"

Feng Yi frowned.

"You know, our characteristics are too obvious."

Liang Hao replied in a low voice, the Chinese soldiers formed a unit, and it was a unit under the command of Stilwell, and it was equipped with all the American weapons, and there was only such a unit.

"They only have rifles and pistols, less than 10 rounds each, and there are a few wounded soldiers, among whom are two women, and they want to see you."

Liang Hao's voice was filled with joy, now that there are British in the team, at least it won't be a problem to enter the defensive line.

"Take me there."

"Have the squads count the casualties."

Feng Yi nodded, tonight in the chaotic battle in the dark night, he was ready to reduce his troops, on this battlefield, the undead are sometimes really extravagant.

"Sir, I'm so glad to see you, if it weren't for your appearance, we would have been captured by the Japanese by now, thank you very much! Are you going to retreat westward? ”

Before Feng could speak, an Englishman in the team couldn't wait to say a long list.

"Where did you come from? Why are you still here? ”

Fortunately, Feng Yi could understand, he was very puzzled, why are the British, who are good at retreating, still behind enemy lines now, and how long has it been since they were defeated?

"Sir, we are scattered, walking on one leg towards Chittagong, and we have to hide from the Japanese and Burmese; We were lucky enough to get here, and a lot of bad luck have now become prisoners in the camps......"

Regardless of the circumstances, the British are talkative, and they seem to have endless whining and not enough excuses.

"Prisoner camps, you say? Do you know the captive camp? ”

Feng Yi looked at the British officer in front of him, it would be better if this British officer had the information about the prisoner camp.

"Yes, less than twenty kilometers to the southwest, I have more than a dozen brethren who did not want to run away, and all of them surrendered and became prisoners; And I, hiding in the bushes, hid until it was dark; Actually, if it weren't for their surrender, maybe I would have been caught......"

"How big is that prisoner camp, and how many guards are there for the devils? Is there a fixed point of fire? ”

Feng Yi didn't want to hear how he ran away, so he interrupted the officer.

"It's in a small town, where was a barracks before, and the Japanese stuffed the prisoners directly into it; As for the points of fire, there are ready-made fortifications around each barracks, out of the point of machine-gun fire, as well as watchtowers and alarm systems, and it is too difficult to escape from them! ”

The British officer nodded, he didn't understand what Feng Yi meant.

"How many guards are there?"

Feng Yi confirmed again.

"There are about 100 Japanese people, there are a lot of Burmese people, and there are Japanese barracks around, and in the event of an exchange of fire, Japanese support will arrive within 20 minutes; Why do you ask this? ”

The British officer did not know why the Chinese officer in front of him wanted to know about this.

"You don't want to attack anywhere, do you! Damn, that's to die, unless there is heavy firepower, I advise you to dispel this idea, those people have lost the will to fight, there is no need to waste the lives of soldiers to save them......"

The British officer looked incredulous and shook his head frantically.

"I see, thanks!"

"Let the brethren rest in place, and let the communications corps come."

Feng Yi nodded, he felt that he didn't have to go to the prisoner camp, the British military camp became a prisoner camp, and the damn British were actually left intact with the Japanese when they left, which made Feng Yi very disappointed.

"Call back to the British, the prisoner camp is built on their barracks, we lack heavy weapons and cannot attack and rescue; Tell them that we have more than fifty of their soldiers on our hands......"

"Call Stilwell, we are retreating to Chittagong, retreat immediately, please contact him immediately!"

The communications corps turned on the radio and was right next to the campfire, turning electricity into radio waves.

"Commander, three brothers are wounded, the health guard is dealing with them, and the injuries are not serious; However, the ammunition consumption is a bit large, and the ammunition carried by the horses is replenishing them......"

The information was quickly fed back, and the cost of grenades was huge compared to bullets, which could not be helped, because it was the only heavy firepower they had in their hands.

"Regiment commander, the British command calls back!"

Soon, a telegram from the British command came, and sure enough, they still asked Feng Ye to rescue the prisoners, but the specific reason was not said.

"Commander, General Stilwell is calling and giving you a personal one."

Feng was thinking about how to call the British back to refuse, but he didn't expect the next telegram to come again, and it was Stilwell's private telegram.

"His female horse, really his female horse, what's in it?"

Holding Stilwell's telegram, Feng Ye hesitated again, Stilwell didn't say anything in the telegram, just said that for this operation, the British Air Force had prepared a squadron of fighters in Chittagong, and would provide him with air support when the time came, he could call directly, and the ammunition and supplies could also be airdropped at any time.

Not only that, but Stilwell even said that he and General Slim would owe him a personal favor for this operation, not only that, but in this operation, if there were casualties among the commandos, General Slim would pay an additional two hundred pounds for the bereavement of the commando; Of course, there is also an important information in this, that is, Feng Ye will also get his benefits, visible benefits.

"Call back General Stilwell: I want to know what's in there? What exactly is it or who is so important that more than 600 of our commandos need to take the risk. ”

Feng Ye let out a sigh of relief, if this situation occurred on the battlefield, it must be that there were people or things in the prisoner camp that should not have appeared, and they needed to deal with them.

And this treatment is definitely not annihilation, otherwise the Anglo-American air power will directly turn that town into a sea of fire.

"Damn, damn Owen, why do you always give me difficult problems, why do you want my people to do this kind of task!"

In fact, at this time, Stilwell was also angry, holding Feng Ye's return call in his hand, and he didn't know what to say now; The Chinese soldiers are very brave, but their bravery is for their motherland and people, in this war, no money can buy human lives, let alone hundreds of well-trained veterans.

"General, General Owen is calling, look at it!"

But the next telegram directly silenced Stilwell, and sat down in his chair, he would rather not know the real situation here, because he knew, he had to consider whether to tell Feng Jie, and he had to consider what reason to let Feng Ye carry out the mission.