When Liao Mingyu got this telegram, he felt like he was in the first place, how could these people come to fight, why didn't they get into trouble.

If you want to say that those British uncles are really idiotic enough, the entire 77th Brigade of more than 7,000 people was actually surrounded by a wing of the Japanese army in the valley, not only did not find a way to break through, but stayed in place and waited for death, trying to rely on reinforcements to come to the rescue.

It is entirely conceivable that if there are no reinforcements after another day or two, when they have finished eating food, they will definitely raise their hands and disarm and surrender.

"Map!"

"Come on!" He quickly took out the battle map from the roll bag he was carrying.

Liao Mingyu got out of the car directly, spread the map on the front of the jeep, and took a ruler to calculate the location according to the coordinates provided by the telegram.

"South 238, West 122... What is this place? If you want hemp, bring me that guide. ”

"Yes!"

Before they came, they deliberately found a local aboriginal as a guide, and if there was no familiar person to guide them in this endless jungle, it would be difficult to find the right direction even with a map.

A moment later, he walked over with a thin, middle-aged man with dark skin and a shirtless body, who was a hunter of a tribe of the Southern Kankchin tribe who had been active in the mountains and forests of northern Myanmar for a long time and knew the terrain well.

The guide picked up the map and looked at it carefully, and after a while, he began to babble to himself, and it was only through a translator from western Yunnan who knew Kachin that everyone learned about the situation there.

"Hehe, it turns out that this is a valley, and I actually chose such a Jedi." Liao Mingyu sneered again and again, and his words were full of mockery.

The location of the British 36th Brigade was located in a valley outside the town of Cajon in the southwest of Myitkyina, and I don't know what they thought they actually got into it.

The ignorant British thought they had found an excellent defensive base, but they didn't expect the Japanese to attack either, so they were so exhausted that they were blocked.

I heard the guide say that there are cliffs on both sides of that place, and if you want to enter and exit the valley mouth on both sides, it is difficult to fly by the little devils.

It is not that the British army has not organized a breakthrough, but their combat effectiveness is really not enough in the eyes of the Japanese, not to mention the loss of troops, the supreme commander of the unit, Brigadier General Norrington, was seriously injured by the explosion.

"That Junza, should we go and save those foreign uncles?"

Seeing that Lord Junza stared at the map for a long time and didn't react, he couldn't help but ask questions.

"Uncle's fart! A bunch of useless waste is not worth wasting bullets! Who knew that Liao Mingyu's eyes widened angrily and burst into tears, and he directly made his attitude clear.

Hearing this, he was relieved, and in his heart he was not very willing to go to the rescue, and he had no good impression of the disgusting British.

Although the Americans are casual and frivolous and look at interests, but the bad guys are also working and contributing, what about the British? is full of red wine and afternoon tea, how can there be a little bit of war, on weekdays, he never puts people other than white skin in his eyes, pretends to be an uncle when nothing happens, and is more grandchildren than grandchildren when something happens, why save them?

Although Liao Mingyu had already expressed his position, his gaze stayed on the map for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking with a serious expression.

"Everyone obeyed, changed their route, and set out from east to west toward Cajon. Dong Dao and Zhang Liu led the people of the guard battalion in front to provide reconnaissance information for the troops. ”

"Yes!"

"Understood!"

Dong Dao and the two immediately arrived, and without saying a word, they went to organize the troops to act.

This scene made him confused, and before he could react, he couldn't help blurting out and asking, "Junza... Didn't you say you wouldn't save them? ”

"Who said I'm going to save someone? Seeing this, this location is only ten kilometers away from the little devil's Manmi Railway, so I didn't think about it? ”

Liao Mingyu pointed to a point on the map and said confidently that although the British were tactically "embarrassed", it was not undesirable to attack Cajon Town from a strategic point of view, and if they could take it, they could further contain the Japanese supply line.

And now that the movements of the various troops around Myitkyina are clear, except for their team, which has only gone north from Nankan, the Japanese would never have imagined that a unit of several thousand people would suddenly appear behind them to steal chrysanthemums, which is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Compared with the ultimate goal, the life or death of the British is not important at all, and there is a wing there, wouldn't it be intolerable not to eat the fat that is put in the mouth?

……

Thirty kilometers is not too far, and under the guidance of the guide, the vanguard reconnaissance team composed of the guard battalion arrived near the town of Cajon in half a day's effort.

In order to avoid revealing his whereabouts, Dong Dao only brought a platoon as the pathfinder of the whole army, while the other soldiers of the guard battalion were cruising around the large army in pieces, eliminating the dangerous enemy situation around them.

Surrounded by mountains and with only a few trails to get in and out of, the town of Cajon was originally a humble cottage in the woods, but it became an important stronghold for the Japanese because of the railway line.

The scouting soldiers crept quietly on the nearby hillside, and signs of Japanese activity could be faintly seen from the heights downwards of the town, where the railway line was located in the low-lying area a few miles away.

After observing for a long time, Dong Dao found that their strength here was no more than a squadron, but there were not only Japanese soldiers here, but also a large number of British prisoners held here.

The British soldiers were locked in wooden huts, and the Japanese soldiers constantly pulled them out and tied them to the wooden stakes outside, tortured them in front of everyone, and did not know whether they were just trying to get information from the prisoners of war or just for fun.

There were still some corpses piled up in the open space outside the town, and several human heads were stuck upside down on bamboo sticks, and anyone who dared to resist the slightest bit of hostility or resistance would be tortured horribly, which the Japanese used to show their strength and ferocity, and to deter the captives so that they could not resist at all.

The tortured captives were either beheaded or targeted for assassination by the recruits, leaving them shivering in their cages and allowing the animals to do whatever they could with their comrades.

Even if the soldiers of the guard battalion stood on the hill, they could hear the desolate screams of the British soldiers and the arrogant and unbridled laughter of the Japanese.

This kind of taste is so depressing that people are tormented, although those are not their own compatriots, but they can feel more or less empathy when they see this scene, the little devil has committed more crimes against the Chinese people than this.

"Battalion commander, what should we do? Do you want to notify the big army to come around and kill these little Japan? A soldier whispered over and asked.

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