Hearing the greeting, the young man named Chen Tang strode over.

I saw that he was a little thin at one meter and seven, but he was very energetic, his deep eyes were cold, and the hideous scars were even more fierce.

"Boy, I've been a soldier for a few years, how many little devils have you killed?"

Monk Zhou looked up and down, and nodded with satisfaction, he was also a veteran in the army, and he could feel that Chen Tang's temperament was by no means something that a raw melon egg who had never seen blood could have.

"It's been 8 years, and when we were in Nanjing, we killed 33 tank crews, and we also killed a devil's bean chariot, but it's a pity... The infantry ......"

Chen Tang seemed to fall into deep thought when he spoke, and in the last battle, the convoy was forced to follow the large army to withdraw from the Zhonghua Gate, but encountered the Japanese army on a street.

Although he and his comrades drove the British Vickers tank to resist desperately, the enemy had the advantage in numbers, and the accompanying infantry company did not know how to coordinate with the infantry at all, resulting in the tank flank being completely exposed to enemy fire, and finally ignited by the incendiary bombs of the little devils, and the two comrades-in-arms were instantly killed in the flames, and they were also burned extensively.

After the injury was healed, Chen Tang was transferred to the rear, and his uncle Feng San happened to be serving in Zhao Gongming's transport regiment, so he simply took him with him as a military truck driver.

Suffering a double blow to his body and mind, Chen Tang suffered from severe post-war stress syndrome, and he can never forget the pain, the scene 6 years ago is like a lingering nightmare, repeating itself in his mind like a slideshow.

thought that he would spend his whole life in pain and suffering, but in this battle of Mangshi, he saw the demeanor of the 200th Division slaughtering the Japanese army, which was like seizing the light of death in the dark night, and letting the heart that had already sunk break the ice again.

Once upon a time, I was like them galloping on the battlefield to kill the enemy, but now how can I hide in the rear like a coward and live in chaos?

Monk Zhou frowned, seeing that this kid was stuck in memories and couldn't extricate himself, he immediately said: "Okay, let go of the previous ones, you will be my soldier from today onwards, call Brother Zhou to listen." ”

"Brother Zhou!" Chen Tang came back to his senses and hurriedly responded.

"Well, this is the deputy platoon commander Li Dagui, that skinny little thing is called Liang Su, and there is ......" Monk Zhou nodded and introduced the companions next to him one by one.

Liang Su, a slender little soldier, ran over with a smile and greeted: "Hehe, just call me Little Suzi." ”

Chen Tang nodded politely, although he didn't say much, but the slowly clenched fists showed that he was not at peace at the moment.

"Jelly Bean, you have to be careful when you get to the front line, it's not as good as being in the transport regiment, you, alas, ......"

Feng San preached earnestly, and he wanted to give two more words, but he swallowed the words again when the words came to his mouth.

"Don't worry, uncle."

Looking at the extremely determined Chen Tang, Feng San was also relieved, let him go, this is the fate of our soldiers.

……

"You're saying Siam has already sent troops?" Liao Mingyu was very surprised, and asked the two people in front of him in astonishment.

"Well, Agui, let's talk about it."

"Yes, sir."

Ah Gui nodded in response, then turned his head to look at Liao Mingyu, and said with a heavy face: "Sir Liao, at present, our National Salvation Army is hiding in Chiang Rai, Payao and other places on the border between Siam and Burma. Recently, something has gone wrong. ”

"The Japanese army seems to have reached some consensus with Siam, and the king of Siam sent two armies of about 50,000 troops to encircle and suppress us, and the situation is very bad......"

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and bad things always followed when bad luck came, as was the case with the Nanyang Self-Rescue Army.

First, the Siamese side dispatched tens of thousands of people to cooperate with the Japanese army to carry out a sweep against them, which was bound to uproot them. With these Siamese guides, who knew the terrain well, the Japanese quickly spotted their tracks.

A big war is inevitable, but how is the self-help army with insufficient training and supplies the opponent of the little devils, the only thing they can do is to play hide and seek with each other in the woods, but at this critical period, there are traitors in the team.

The trees are most afraid of rotting from the inside, but there are people who can't stand the life of hiding in the woods every day like lost dogs, and they resolutely betray their compatriots in order to survive.

The traitors revealed the position of the main force of the Self-Salvation Army to the Japanese, which in turn attracted a large number of Little Japan and Siamese devils.

They set up a heavy encirclement, countless soldiers were killed, and the main force of the self-rescue army had no choice but to flee to the mountains to the north again, trying to enter the Shan State of Burma to continue to hide from the enemy, but the Japanese had already laid a net there, just waiting for them to drill into their pockets.

Faced with the situation of blocking the front and chasing after the rear, the desperate high-level of the Self-Rescue Army had no choice but to try to contact the Huaxia Expeditionary Force to seek refuge, and Fang Jingyao was their last straw.

Liao Mingyu listened to the whole thing, and a solemnity appeared on his face, it seems that the situation is even more serious than imagined.

"How many people are there in the Self-Salvation Army now? Which Japanese army were they facing? ”

"There are still more than 4,000 people left in the main force of the Self-Salvation Army, but there are still nearly 5,000 or 6,000 people scattered in the mountains and forests north of Siam and Kuala Lumpur to fight guerrillas."

Ah Gui didn't dare to be careless, and replied one by one: "At present, the main force is trapped in the Kansara Mountain area in the south of Shan State, and in front of them is the 53rd Division under the 15th Army. ”

"Heh, it's this 15th Army again, I remember correctly, the 56th Division and the 18th Division belong to this army, right?" Liao Mingyu let out a sneer.

"That's right, the 15th Army is mainly responsible for the defense of northern Burma, including the 18th Division and the 56th Division, a total of 5 divisions have joined its combat sequence." Agui continued.

Liao Mingyu was silent, he thought carefully about the gains and losses, and whether to help or not to help should indeed be considered carefully.

With the combat effectiveness of those gangs that are slightly stronger than the militia, they really can't make much waves in front of the wolf-like Japanese, not to mention the tens of thousands of horses and horses that are followed by the Siamese devils behind their buttocks.

And these Siamese people are not a good thing, they have been with little Japan as early as before the start of World War II, and they have cooperated in various fields of military and trade, even the Siamese Navy is all ships purchased from Japan, and after the start of World War II, they directly joined the Axis and became an ally of the Japanese.

Since the start of the war between the United States and Japan in 41, the Japanese army had to pass through Siam due to the necessity of fighting the British army, although it was not agreed by the Siamese side, but the 25th Army under the command of Yamashita Fengwen still landed in many places in southern Siam according to the established plan. Songkan immediately announced the cessation of resistance, agreed to the passage of the Japanese army, and also signed the Japanese-Thai offensive and defensive alliance treaty.

Siam has more or less Chinese blood, but these white-eyed wolves have long forgotten who their ancestors were, and instead helped the Japanese beasts to intensify the persecution of their compatriots.

The Luang Phibun government also advocated ultra-nationalism, claiming that the Tai had been driven from their hometown in western China by the Han Chinese and that they should be restored. He even banned Malays and Chinese from running schools in their own languages at home, and advocated internationally that all "Thai people" from northeastern India to Laos, from Shan State to Guangxi Zhuang, unite to build a strong Thailand.

Compared to the Chinese in Nanyang, they are really shameless......

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