Da-da-da-da! Snort! Bang bang bang!

The Burmese Expeditionary Force, which is already very powerful in weaponry, will inevitably be a one-sided slaughter once it gives full play to its firepower superiority. Under the impenetrable metal storm, the devil soldiers who charged frantically fell in pieces, blood gushed out without money, stumps and broken arms, brains and internal organs were thrown all over the ground, and layers of devil soldiers paved out a sea of corpses and blood. On a battlefield of more than 100 square kilometers, more than 300,000 soldiers on both sides staged an unprecedentedly tragic life-and-death battle.

Perhaps this is not the largest battle on the battlefield in China since the all-out War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, but it is definitely the most tragic battle, even if it is the extremely tragic Battle of Songhu, it is far from reaching the tragic level of today's battle. The 160,000 devil soldiers who had no retreat and were determined to fight to the death burst out with unprecedented energy, and wave after wave of Banzai charges devoured one Chinese Expeditionary Force combat unit after another.

Although the Chinese Expeditionary Force, which has a similar total strength, is superior to the Japanese army in terms of weapons and equipment, it is helpless that too many of them are new soldiers. It is completely no problem for these recruits to fight a smooth battle, and they are guaranteed to become more and more courageous the more they fight, but in the face of such fierce and cruel hand-to-hand combat, they are not mentally prepared enough to exert their real combat effectiveness.

After the final life-and-death decisive battle began, several battlefields were almost penetrated by devils to form a counter-encirclement trend, and even the pre-war command post where Yang Fan and others were located became the front line, and the officers and soldiers of the guard regiment were all thrown into the front-line battle! Fortunately, at the critical moment, more than 40,000 garrison troops, the 2nd Army of Burma, the 31st Army of the National Army, and the 22nd Group Army arrived at the rescue scene in time, and finally did not collapse.

In this red-hot flesh mill, young life is constantly withering and the journey of life is constantly solidifying, but time does not stop because of this, and time passes slowly in the fierce gunfire. I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was several hours, Xie Jinyuan took over the general-purpose heavy machine gun with the barrel changed again and again, and repeated the shooting action numbly and mechanically.

However, when he ran out of another cartridge box and shouted to the sub-shooter to replace the cartridge box and replace the barrel, he suddenly found that on the battlefield filled with gunsmoke in front of him, except for the layers of corpses, there was no living and standing ghost soldier. "What's the situation?" Xie Jinyuan's face turned pitch black, his eyes were also red and swollen from gunsmoke, and his hands were also covered with blood blisters, looking at the battlefield that suddenly quieted down, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Xie Jinyuan rubbed his red and swollen eyes, trying to see the situation clearly. However, after a long day of madness, his eyes were blurred by smoke, and the battlefield ahead was shrouded in thick gunsmoke, so no matter how hard Xie Jinyuan tried, he couldn't see what kind of scene it was. "Master, the little devil seems to have given up attacking."

The deputy shooter also discovered the situation at this time, and the cat leaned out half of his head, only to see that in the field of vision, there were dense corpses of devil soldiers, but he couldn't see a devil who could still stand! "No, how could the devil soldiers give up the attack!" Xie Jinyuan's head gradually became lively, and he shook his head lightly and said, "It should be all dead!" ”

"What, the devil soldiers are all dead? No way? Just now, the devil soldiers were still charging densely? The sub-shooter had an exaggerated expression, he had long been numb during the whole process, and he had no concept of time at all.

I just know that the ghost soldiers' ghost crying wolf howls keep ringing in my ears, but I just know that the devils are all crazy, and the entire more than 100,000 ghost soldiers are all crazy! The sub-shooter never thought that he would survive, let alone that he could kill these devil soldiers who were like surging rivers.

The enemy did not move, I did not move, and waited quietly for a few minutes, when suddenly a demonic wind blew from nowhere, and the thick gunpowder smoke that shrouded the front position was directly blown away.

"Huh? What's the situation? "Are all the devil soldiers really dead?" "Mom! It's also scary! "Oh my God, how many devil soldiers did we just kill?"

Then, Xie Jinyuan and the sub-shooter, as well as the surrounding soldiers of the Tiger Ben Army, saw a scene that they couldn't forget until they died!

I saw that everywhere I could see, there were all the corpses of devils. Dense! Layers! Row upon row, layer upon layer, all corpses! This is simply a realistic version of the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood! The friends were all stunned! Everyone's eyes are wide open, but the pupils of both eyes have no focus, and they are completely stunned and cute! Well, this cow can be blown for a lifetime after they go back. "We won! We've finally won! ”

Xie Jinyuan let out a long breath, looked back at almost everyone's comrades-in-arms and brothers, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart: his old brothers, I don't know how many people will be left after this battle!

"Haha! We won! The little devil is dead! "Win! Victory! We've won! "Woooooo We actually won! "Brothers, you have spirits in heaven, please go all the way! We've killed all the little devils! ”……

Soon there were bursts of cheers and tears of joy on the battlefield, bursts of shouts for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and countless soldiers of the expeditionary force walked out from their respective trenches and bunkers, kneeling down and crying at the blue sky and white clouds, and at the battlefield in front of them with mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

Everyone was carrying away with shouting, crying, and hugging, releasing the joy, excitement, and deep sorrow in their hearts! "Let's go, let's go to the front line too!" Soon, the information on the front-line battlefield was transmitted to the former enemy headquarters, and Jiang Qiang's face did not show a trace of joy when he heard the victory news, but only a heavy face full of pain.

"Good!" "Let's go and see our brothers off for the last time!" "Hmm!" Li Zongren, Sun Zhen, Chen Zhengnian, Meng Wuan, Du Yuming and others also did not have much joy, and today's battle is like this, there is indeed not much excitement worthy of everyone's cheers! Soon, Jiang Qiang and the others walked out of the underground shelter and walked all the way to the top of a small hill a kilometer away, and at this time, everyone could see the whole picture of the entire battlefield clearly from the telescope field of vision! Everywhere I looked, there were corpses all over the field, rivers of blood, blood and horror!

Oh my God, this is still a battlefield, this is clearly hell on earth! While everyone was extremely shocked and stunned, they couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts: Why can't you see many of your own soldiers who can still stand? How many people did we die in this battle?

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times?

In front of him, Jiang Qiang couldn't help but think of the famous poem "Liangzhou Ci" by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Han, and his inner world was suddenly filled with a faint sadness. Jiang Qiang has always tried his best to avoid this kind of loss-making business of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of himself, but with the expansion of the scale of the war and the continuous development and growth of the devils, such a tragic war is not the first time today, and it will not be the last.

In particular, the German chariots are winning in the African battlefield, Egypt is already crumbling, Yang Fan seems to have seen the German chariots about to break through Cairo to occupy the Suez Canal, and then all the way to the east to attack the city, and continue to kill Palestine, Jordan, Syria, Iraq, Iran and other Middle Eastern countries.

If that day comes, then China will inevitably have a direct exchange of fire with German tanks, and will face the double attack of the two most powerful fascist empires. Millions or even nearly 10 million German-Japanese coalition troops, the sky, the ground and the sea are overwhelming, densely packed with roaring torrents of steel, such a picture is really not too beautiful!

Just thinking about it made Yang Fan feel cold all over his body, Rao is now in the middle of summer, and the cold is unstoppable! The high place is unbearable, dancing to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world! Although standing tall can see far, it will also increase your troubles! "That's it, but let's do our best and let it be fate!"

After being silent for a moment, Jiang Qiang sighed softly in his heart, and immediately turned his head to look at Huang Hong, who had a sad face, and said loudly: "Quick, pass my order!" Immediately organize a most powerful search and rescue force and immediately enter the battlefield to search and rescue our wounded! The helicopter brigade must do its best to assist in transporting the seriously wounded, and the field hospital must do its best to save the wounded brothers, even if they are still alive, at all costs. Fast! ”

After a pause, Jiang Qiang said uneasily: "Search and rescue personnel must pay attention to their own safety, and the little devils who find unknown conditions must first mend their guns and knives, and they must not take it lightly!" "Yes!" Huang Hong hurriedly saluted, turned around and picked up the walkie-talkie carried by the signal soldier and began to convey orders.

At this time, Du Yuming was also anxious, and hurriedly said to Jiang Qiang: "Deputy Commander-in-Chief Jiang, the contemptible person has a reluctant request, and I ask you to fulfill it!" Jiang Qiang smiled and nodded in response: "Commander Du, if you have anything to order, I will definitely go all out!" "In today's battle, the 5th Army can be said to have given up all its blood capital, and it can be regarded as a life-and-death comrade-in-arms in the same trench as himself, as long as he can do it, Jiang Qiang will not be stingy with the resources in his hands!

"Then thank Deputy Commander-in-Chief Jiang in advance."

Du Yuming was also not polite, and hurriedly said: "Please also ask Deputy Commander-in-Chief Jiang to send more people to the battlefield of the 200th Division, please be sure to search and rescue Division Commander Dai as soon as possible!" "Why didn't Division Commander Dai Anlan withdraw from the front line?"

Jiang Qiang lightly picked, naturally knowing the prestige of General Dai Anlan, and even more aware of the historical regret of his heroic martyrdom on the battlefield in Myanmar in another time and space. Without waiting for Du Yuming to answer, Jiang Qiang said categorically: "Please rest assured that Commander Du, as long as Senior Commander Dai still has a breath of air, I will definitely guarantee that he is safe and sound!" After speaking, Jiang Qiang turned his head and added a priority search and rescue order to Huang Hong.

Du Yuming grabbed Jiang Qiang's hand very gratefully, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Deputy Commander-in-Chief Jiang!" This kindness is accepted by our 5th Army! "Commander Du, you're welcome! We are brothers in life and death in the trenches, and it would be too obvious to say these words! This is just the beginning, and we still have a longer and longer way to go! ”

Jiang Qiang pursed his lips and smiled, with a lot of sympathy. Anyway, at this moment, everyone is really brothers and comrades-in-arms who can go back to back, and they can help each other in adversity and together! Li Zongren seemed to hear the meaning of Jiang Qiang's words, and looked at Jiang Qiang with raised eyebrows and asked softly: "You mean that the Japanese will not give up and will continue to increase troops in Burma in a short time to fight a decisive battle with us?" ”

As soon as Li Zongren's voice fell, Sun Zhen, Du Yuming, Zhao Zhengbi, Wei Yunsong and others looked at Jiang Qiang in unison, and their eyebrows were full of inquiry. In their view, the devastating blow to the Burmese dispatch army of the Japanese devils, especially the destruction of the most elite veteran units of the Japanese army, will certainly deal a serious blow to the Japanese government.

According to their expectations, even if they could not keep up with the reversal of the gap in strength between China and Japan, at least it would make the Japanese government break their bones, and it would be impossible for the devils to organize troops to attack the Burma theater again in less than a year and a half. Facing everyone's inquiring eyes, Jiang Qiang did not shy away from it at all, nodded lightly and said: "If there is no last tragic bloody battle of life and death, maybe the Japanese devils will weigh whether the weight in their hands is heavy enough!"

But in the last battle, although we won, we also paid an extremely painful price, and it also exposed great problems! The Japanese devils who have already lost their eyes, as long as there is a little possibility of turning the page, they will never give up easily! "Doesn't that mean that the Burma theater has become more dangerous?"

Sun Zhen swallowed his saliva secretly, originally thinking that he could relieve his breath no matter what, live a peaceful life for a while, lick his wounds well, and slowly recover. But when he heard Jiang Qiang say this, he immediately felt a serious urgency, and it seemed that it would not take a few days for the devils to overwhelm the realm again! For the final strategic counteroffensive, all the troops of the Burma Expeditionary Force can be said to be desperate to smash the pot and sell iron, pressing all their lives. In the end, it was also because of the efforts of nearly 500,000 Chinese soldiers that this unprecedented strategic counteroffensive achieved the final victory, but whether it was casualties or the loss of technical equipment, it was beyond the ability to bear.

It can be said that the Burma theater will be in a state of weakness for a long time, and if the Japanese government once again makes up its mind to hold a larger-scale Burma battle in a very short period of time, the consequences can be imagined. "Dao draws troops from the domestic battlefield? No, the domestic battlefield is not much better than ours! On the other hand, China is still anxiously looking forward to the fact that we can ship more technical equipment back to China as soon as possible! ”

"Alas, who told us to be poor and weak for many years, and internal and external troubles have continued, so that we started late and missed the best opportunity for development, resulting in the industrial foundation is too thin!" Li Zongren also kept shaking his head and vetoing himself, his face was full of anxiety and sadness. "Yes, if you're not afraid of 10,000, you're afraid of what if!"

Du Yuming also frowned and said: "We actually didn't take too much advantage of this big battle, at best, it can only be regarded as a miserable victory, almost all the technical equipment has been lost, and all the main elites have been lost!" If the devils immediately increase their troops and attack at this time, what will we use to stop them? It's hard! If it had been placed in the past, Du Yuming would never have been so modest.

Because in the domestic battlefield, it is extremely difficult for a Chinese theater to VS a Japanese army with more than 100,000 troops, and often only the ability to parry has no power to fight back. Just like the second Battle of Changsha not long ago, Xue Yue's Ninth Theater invested a total of 378,000 troops, but was beaten by the 11th Army of Anan Weiji with 115,000 people, and several ace armies were devastated. After more than a month, the Ninth Theater finally killed and wounded 10,000 Japanese soldiers at a heavy cost of more than 100,000 casualties, and barely preserved the original garrison area.

On the other hand, the Burma Theater of Operations single-handedly withstood the entire 500,000 elite Japanese army combat clusters, and miraculously turned the tables against the wind, causing a devastating price to the devil's Burmese dispatch army in one fell swoop. Speak with a conscience, this cow can blow anywhere for a lifetime! In the past, Du Yuming really didn't need to be modest, at this time, he would only be immersed in boundless joy, carnival and endless glory!

However, now that he has been with Jiang Qiang for a long time, Du Yuming has been standing tall and seeing far, and he has suffered from excessive anxiety! Even if he has achieved an unprecedented epic victory in front of him, even if his name will be engraved in history forever after this battle, he can't be happy either!

"Jiang, great! The Chinese Expeditionary Force is doing well, this battle is really beautiful! Just when a group of bigwigs were sad, General Stilwell, under the protection of more than a dozen entourage guards, trotted all the way to the hill, and ran to Yang Fan with a happy face.

Previously, Stilwell was in Yangon according to Jiang Qiang's requirements, responsible for the security of Sunshine City, front-line logistics support, wounded care and other affairs, but in fact, he was Jiang Qiang's backhand. That is, once the frontline battlefield is lost and Rangoon cannot hold on, it can transfer the wounded and supplies as quickly as possible, and prepare for war with the Japanese army in street fighting in Rangoon. As the news from the front came back to Yangon one by one, especially the outbreak of the final battle to the death, Stilwell could no longer bear it anymore and drove to the former enemy headquarters with a group of people non-stop.

Among the people who followed, there was also an old acquaintance, that is, the little wife Xia Yumei, who is now a war correspondent of the Tiger Army. Xia Yu was dressed in a military uniform, with a high-end color camera hanging around her neck, a standard war correspondent, and two assistants, a man and a woman, were beside her, one of whom also carried a video camera.

"General Stilwell, you're here!" Jiang Qiang hugged Stilwell very warmly, then patted Stilwell's shoulder and said, "My old friend, you should rest assured now, right?" I said that victory will only be ours, then victory will be ours! "Haha, that's right, victory will only belong to us, and victory will only belong to the righteous side!"

Stilwell laughed three times excitedly, and then asked, "Jiang, what's the situation now?" ”

Jiang Qiang replied: "The 15th and 20th armies of the Japanese army were devastated, and they were basically wiped out, and almost 170,000 devil soldiers were killed in this battle, right?" The Japanese 19th Army still has more than 50,000 people successfully breaking through and has now entered the primeval jungle of the Benlong Mountains. However, it is not so easy for them to escape and ascend to heaven, and the good show is waiting for them in the future! As for the remnants of the 18th Army of the Japanese Army, it has been surrounded by our regiments, and it is only a matter of time before it is destroyed! ”

"Even-bought karma!" Stilwell's pupils suddenly constricted, and he snapped his fingers and said, "Doesn't this mean that the entire Burmese dispatch army has been devastated, and we have killed at least 400,000 Japanese invading troops in this Burma battle?" "Well, it's just more, not less!"

Jiang Qiang smiled and nodded.

"Even-bought karma! Jiang, you are so powerful, you are simply my idol! Hearing this, Stilwell's whole person was about to go crazy with joy, and he couldn't help but grab Jiang Qiang's arm, his whole body was trembling, and the strength of his hand was very strong, which made Jiang someone's arm feel a little faintly painful. All right! All right! ”

Looking at Stilwell's adoring eyes and fiery gaze, Jiang Qiang was really afraid that the overly excited Stilwell would hug him and nibble on a few bites, so he hurriedly shook his head and interrupted: "General Stilwell!" Please don't get too excited, we still have a lot of important things to do, and this victory is really hard to come by. "Yes, yes, Yang, you're right! We do have a lot of important things to do, and I'm going to send a telegram to President Roosevelt right now, telling him the great news! ”

Hearing this, Stilwell immediately stopped being sticky, and quickly turned around and left. He is in a good mood, he walks with the wind, jumping and jumping, where does he look like an old man who is about to reach the age of sixties? "Total seat! Please allow me to enter the scene to shoot a video and take a final photo of the soldiers who died in the country! After Stilwell jumped away, Xia Yu had the strength to salute Yang Fan and ask for his life.

"Good!" Jiang Qiang nodded silently and didn't say much. Because no amount of words is pale and powerless, and it is impossible to save the lives of the soldiers, what we can do now is to faithfully record this period of history, inform future generations of their great achievements, and pass on the spiritual imprint of this generosity to the national disaster forever! The past does not forget the teacher of the future, and the history of suffering must not be forgotten!

After a pause, Jiang Qiang turned his head to adjutant Wang Qiang and said, "You personally lead the team to follow and protect, and you must ensure the personal safety of war correspondents." "Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task, if there is a mistake, come and see you! ”

Wang Qiang saluted solemnly, and at this moment, he also wanted to go to the frontline battlefield in person to see off his brothers on their last journey. On a hillside on the east bank of the Xidang River, senior officers such as Shojiro Iida, Haruki Isayama, Seki Kameharu, Kan Nakura, and Inzo Ishimoto stood solemnly in a row. These old devils looked sad and their eyes were red, and they stood motionless on the top of the mountain, except for the occasional unconsciously rolling eyelids, the whole thing was fixed like a clay sculpture of wood.

The decisive long live charge on the other side of the river, from the first more than 160,000 people, until all the Japanese devils fell, they all saw the whole process! "Alas, we still lost this battle after all!" After a long time, Haruki Isayama let out a long sigh, pulled Shojiro Iida's arm and said, "Your Excellency Commander, let's go, it's not safe here!" ”