"Whew... Whew..."

The Supreme Commander of the Yangon Garrison Army, Hyotaro Kimura, was being transferred to a bunker in the east of the city under the escort of the guards.

There was a lot of gas under the gas masks, but they didn't dare to stay, and the explosions around them made everyone nervous.

Finally reached the bunker, and after the high-ranking officers had entered, the soldiers quickly closed the gate of the population.

It is a fortification deeply embedded in the ground, about 30 square meters, divided into three layers, half of which is exposed to the surface, and the rest is buried underneath, all of which are poured with reinforced concrete.

In addition, there are tunnels leading to other exits, the whole fortification is extremely strong, even if it is hit by a bomb of less than 500 kg, it will only destroy its surface at most, and there are three layers of partitions at the bottom, which is very safe.

It's just that the location of this bunker is too close to the periphery, and it was originally used to serve as the core of the eastern defense line of the city, but the original command post has been covered by poison gas bombs, and the headquarters can only be transferred here for safety reasons.

When he first arrived in the bunker, Hyotaro Kimura hurriedly took off his gas mask and took a big gulp of fresh air, as did the people around him, all of whom were familiar with the scene outside.

"Have the casualties of the various units been sorted out?" Kimura, who had just taken a breath, propped his hands on the table and hurriedly asked the chief of staff.

"All the wings on the outer positions have been affected to varying degrees by the enemy's chemical bombs, and according to the reports of the troops below, it is conservatively estimated that more than 5,000 people have lost their combat effectiveness..."

Chief of Staff Nobuo Minamizawa glanced at everyone and continued to speak helplessly:

"The most severely damaged were the 45 Division and the 22 Brigade Regiment, whose positions were right in the center of the enemy's attack and had the greatest impact, four brigades lost contact, of which less than a thousand soldiers escaped from the Matsumoto Wing of the 29 Brigade ..."

Hearing that the officers around him were silent, Kimura Hyotaro was even more angry and gritted his teeth, and his face trembled

"Damn the Chinese! Damn it! ”

With the continuous explosions outside, the floating ash on the surrounding walls could not stop falling, and the poison gas bombs were followed by endless shelling, which was obviously a long-planned plan of the other side, and did not give them a chance to breathe at all.

"Call the commander-in-chief of the temple to report on the current situation in Yangon and ask for tactical guidance! And the 4th Division of Siam, when will these cowards be willing to cut off the logistics line of the Chinese!? ”

Kimura Hyotaro's expression was hideous, and he looked like he was in a hurry, and he was at a loss as he walked around the room, and he had long since lost his initial spirit.

"Your Excellency, Commander, we should now take the initiative to contact the navy and ask them to continue to counterattack the enemy's artillery..."

"Are those red deer in the navy blind!? It's all like this, and I don't know how to fight back? Do you want me to beg them? ”

This mediocre, incompetent and unassertive guy really deserves his title of "robot", he only knows how to act according to orders, and when he encounters problems, he has no master, and now he still cares about his face and refuses to take the initiative to contact friendly forces.

Nanzawa Nobuo was very disdainful in his heart, but he didn't dare to attack, so he could only continue to patiently dissuade:

"The Chinese people have made such a big move, obviously they have made sufficient preparations for the attack, and at present, we should actively rescue the wounded, organize the remaining warriors to rebuild the defensive line, and at the same time put aside our prejudices and let the navy go all out to reinforce us, otherwise..."

Nobuo Minamizawa didn't say it too bluntly, but everyone knows what the most terrible outcome is.

"Okay, I got it!" Kimura Hyotaro couldn't help sighing, even if he was proud, he had to judge the situation at this moment.

When he arrived in Yangon, he thought that with the help of tens of thousands of troops and the navy, he could completely stop the Chinese.

At the beginning, he commanded the troops to take the initiative to attack, and the attack on the Honorable 3rd Division, which had only moved south from Bago Province, only to be slapped hard by the cruel reality.

The current Japanese army is completely disproportionate to the expeditionary force in terms of firepower and logistics, and some of the recruits who have just been recruited from China are even more combat-intensive, and it is conceivable that they will fight blindly, and they will not be able to find the north by being directly beaten by the Honor Third Division and the armored brigade.

Then the 200th and 50th Divisions rushed to the beach and landed in the rear, and then Kimura Hyotaro realized that he was not an opponent at all, and hurriedly called for help from above, and only then retreated to the southern area of Yangon Province after receiving permission to retreat.

So much so that in the days that followed, he was pressed and beaten by Long Wenwen, and lost Yongsheng, Boxi, Donggua and other important towns one after another, and there were four divisions in hand, but they couldn't help the other party at all.

If it weren't for the fact that there were a few difficult heights outside Yangon, and the heavy cruisers of the navy that arrived to contain the offensive momentum of the Rong 3rd Division, I am afraid that the entire Yangon garrison would have been driven into the sea by the 88th Army of the victorious division to feed the fish.

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At this point... Under the guidance and correction of the airship, the artillery units of the expeditionary force were firing at the enemy in full swing, and every round of shelling could almost accurately hit the target, and the fierce artillery fire seemed to dye the city of Rangoon red.

The Japanese lines had been turned into graveyards, like doomsday meteorites, countless civilian houses and fortifications had been destroyed, and the soaring casualty figures had left their commanders scratching their ears and cheeks.

However, when the heavy firepower is seriously insufficient, it can only be beaten passively, and there is really no other way than to request support from the navy.

This was the first time in several months that the expeditionary force was in full swing, and the horrific shelling was heartbreaking. The billowing dust obscured the sky, and the shells were like hail with little pause.

At this point, hiding in a normal trench is meaningless, and the shells will blast into the sky with people and earth, leaving only a deep pit a few meters wide on the ground.

Even those seemingly impregnable fortresses will be in rubble when they are hit by a single shot of 155 guns, and the soldiers inside will either be killed or wounded.

For this general offensive, Liao Mingyu mobilized five transport regiments and three engineer regiments, as well as a large number of civilian laborers, and all non-front-line combat units joined the queue of logistics and transportation.

More than 20 tons of artillery shells of more than 105 mm have been delivered to the front line in recent days, and with high-intensity and high-density shooting, a huge amount of ammunition is consumed every minute.

This kind of scene is also a rare occurrence, many soldiers have never seen such a terrible battlefield, those shells as if they don't need money, crazy to smash on the Japanese positions, everywhere they go is simply a single grass.

At this time, an observation hydrogen balloon was also raised on the Japanese Navy ship, led by three heavy cruisers, and all the guns began to adjust the angle parameters, preparing to contain the enemy's shelling in the same way.

Although some are dissatisfied with the attitude of the Army,