Throughout the day's fighting, there was no surprise in the ensuing session, as the New First Army and the commandos fought with the devil's bunker amid the sound of Japanese bullets and artillery.

The losses of the entire new 22nd Division were also very large, the 64th Regiment suffered two platoons of casualties, the commander of the 3rd Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 65th Regiment, He Hezhou, was killed by the snipers of the Devils, and even the Tank Battalion had three M3 light tanks destroyed by the Devils; Of course, their results were also very gratifying, the new 1st army and the assault team attacked a hundred and fifty meters outside the devil's defense line, and cleared all the dark bunkers outside the position.

At the same time, the attack of the new 38th Division was also frustrated, and they encountered stubborn sniping from the 18th Division and the 56th Division of the Devils in the Valan area, and they could only slowly uproot the strongholds of the Devils.

"Regiment commander, today's casualties are a bit large, two regiments, more than two hundred casualties, Feng Yi's assault team also suffered casualties of about one platoon......"

At the headquarters of the new 22nd Division, the chief of staff reported to Liao Yaoxiang on the operational situation during the day today.

"Get the troops ready to go on the offensive tomorrow."

Liao Yaoxiang waved his hand, the so-called mercy is not in charge of the troops, you can't retreat in the face of the devil's strong defense line because of the expectation of artillery fire, that is not Liao Yaoxiang's style, and the Chinese army has never been afraid of casualties, as long as it can achieve victory, the Chinese soldiers dare to die with a smile.

"Division commander, the devil's defense line is very strong, why don't you wait for the weather to improve?"

The chief of staff tried to persuade Liao Yaoxiang.

"A real iron army has always dared to attack a more powerful enemy, and when we were at home, there was no artillery cover, no air support, and it was not the same as beating the Japanese all over the ground?"

Liao Yaoxiang was unmoved, from the beginning of the counterattack on Burma, he felt that there was a problem with the new 22nd Division, and their equipment had improved, but the army's will to fight did not seem to be as strong as before, he needed to use the continuous bloody battles on the battlefield to polish the blood of the brothers, even if it was worth the sacrifice, in Liao Yaoxiang's heart, he was not a nanny, but the commander of the tempering force, so that the battlefield eliminated those soldiers who were not firm-willed, and those who survived were naturally the best soldiers.

"Division commander, but we are now in Burma, and the replenishment of troops is not so fast, should the casualties be properly controlled?"

The chief of staff disagreed with Liao Yaoxiang's idea a little, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression has been fought for so many years, and the domestic soldiers have become more and more exhausted, and there is no way to replenish a large number of troops after the losses are too great, and over time they have slowly become marginal troops, such as several elite German armor divisions at the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, because the casualties are too large, and now they have become second-line troops with low combat effectiveness.

"You know that you know that it is okay to control casualties, and this kind of thinking must not be known to the regiment commander with the troops; Well, let's go ahead and contact the Americans! Hope for a good weather tomorrow! ”

Liao Yaoxiang terminated the discussion, and after a day of fighting, the brothers left half-lying in the wet trenches, closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Sure enough, in the second half of the night, Stilwell finally sent a telegram that the weather was improving, and it would be a good weather tomorrow, Stilwell prepared 36 planes for the new 22nd Division for air support, and the main force of the bombing was the B25 medium bomber, and the escort fighter also became the P51 Mustang fighter, and the air support would be very strong.

"Buzz ......"

The next day, the sky was just dawning, and the troops preparing to attack had just finished breakfast, and were sorting out their equipment and preparing to attack the devil's position, when a huge roar was heard in the sky, and a silver wing shining with the brilliance of the sun, getting closer and closer.

"Planes, our air support is coming!"

"It's the planes of the Americans, the B25 and the P51!"

"Hahaha......"

"Shock Prepared!"

......

On the starting position, in the cheerful shouts of the soldiers, the officers shouted, everyone knows that the bombs carried by the B25 are relatively powerful, and the shock wave generated by the explosion is very strong, in fact, they should all retreat and dodge now to ensure safety, but no one cares, they only hope to use the power of the bomber to break through the devil's position as much as possible.

"Commander, your decision is correct, you see that the morale of the brothers is very high."

At the division headquarters, the chief of staff held a telescope, looked at the jubilant departure position, and said to Liao Yaoxiang with a smile.

"Today's chess pieces have fallen, what the brothers can bring is limited what we can change, you might as well take advantage of now, ask when the artillery unit will arrive, I hope they can take advantage of today's good weather to walk more."

Liao Yaoxiang didn't have the idea of looking, and he was very relieved that the regiment commanders under his command would not bring him too many surprises, but they would not make too many mistakes, which was a qualified officer for the new 22nd Division.

"I have just been urged, the engineer battalion is cooperating with them to repair the road, yesterday's heavy rain caused part of the damage to the road, the key is that there are big potholes in several river valley sections, and trucks can't cross the ...... at all."

The chief of staff tried to find some reason for the tardiness of the artillery unit, but he didn't expect Liao Yaoxiang to interrupt him directly.

"You asked Luo Xianzhi directly, when will you arrive? If the weather is bad tomorrow, will the brothers be allowed to attack as they were yesterday? Even if the heavy artillery unit can't arrive, the 105 howitzer battalion must arrive! ”

Liao Yaoxiang is unusual, completely different from last night's rhetoric.

"Yes!"

The chief of staff was also stunned, and there was a sentence in his heart that almost collapsed.

"Boom ......"

The bombing began, and this time the ammunition for air fire support was very sufficient, and there were a lot of planes, and the bombers came directly to a carpet bombing, and the bombs seemed to explode right in front of the brothers' eyes, and the impact point of the bombs directly began from the outer positions of yesterday's attack.

"Yesterday's efforts were in vain, and they knew that there was air support today, so why bother? So many brothers died! ”

The officer of the sixty-fourth regiment muttered.

"Shut up!"

The battalion commander next to him didn't hear what he said, but it didn't prevent him from knowing from his expression that this person was complaining, and he knew too well what these officers under his hands were; These words may not have an effect on the officers, but they certainly have an effect on the brothers.

"Yaga!"

Watching the huge fireworks blooming in front of me on the position of the expeditionary force, my heart was very happy, hoping that the bombing would be more fierce, and there would be more aerial bombs, and it would be better to pear the devil's position a few times, but the devil officers were very depressed, cursing one by one, and could only pray for the blessing of Amaterasu, if their prayers could cross the ocean.

"Boom ......"

Under the aerial bombs, all the bunkers and fortifications of the devils are in vain, including their concrete fortifications, as long as they are hit by aerial bombs, they will turn into dust.

There were no screams, and under this intensity of bombardment, screams became a luxury, and the devils died silently, along with the bunkers they relied on.