The battle to defend Tonggu has reached its most difficult moment!
When fighting a war, we fight logistics.
After days of fierce fighting, supplies were consumed rapidly.
The 200th Division rushed to Tonggu as soon as it received the order, carrying not much supplies.
Moreover, the British had previously promised that they would be responsible for the supplies.
However, these British guys broke their promise.
In Donggu, the 200 Division did not see even a bullet or a grain of food for the supplies that the British were supposed to be responsible for.
If Meng Shaoyuan hadn't forced the First Division of the British-Burmese Army to leave supplies before, Tonggu might have run out of ammunition and food.
However, even so, the reserves are about to be exhausted.
In terms of food, I initially reduced it to one meal a day.
Bullets and grenades were ordered to be used sparingly.
Faced with such a passive situation, Dai Anlan had no choice.
Many urgent calls were made, but the British turned a deaf ear.
What does the life and death of the Chinese Expeditionary Force have to do with them?
Du Yuming's reply was to stick to the old rules and wait for orders.
At this time, at the Allied headquarters, Du Yuming had many fierce quarrels with Stilwell.
The focus of the dispute between the two was whether to fight or to withdraw!
No one can convince anyone.
Time was dragging on, and the soldiers of the 200 divisions in the ancient city were all fighting hungry!
At this time, in Tonggu City, Meng Shaoyuan kicked open a dilapidated door that had been bombed long ago.
Previously, a wealthy businessman from Myanmar lived here.
After the British fled, the wealthy Burmese businessman also ran away with his family.
"Search, search for me!"
Meng Shaoyuan moved a fairly sturdy chair and sat down regardless of the dust on it.
Now, he doesn't have the same air as before.
The beautiful big leather boots were full of dust, and one piece was torn.
Her hair, which was once neatly taken care of, has now become messy.
He took out the cigarette and the last half a pack of cigarettes.
We are about to run out of food.
He lit a cigarette and took a nice puff.
"There's a cellar!"
Li Zhifeng's loud voice came over.
"Fucking nonsense, see if there's anything left in it." Meng Shaoyuan cursed.
He was certain that when these Burmese people fled, they would not be able to take all their belongings with them.
Especially food.
You can't just carry a bag of food and flee, right?
"Found it, found it."
Li Zhifeng came over excitedly: "Several bags of rice and a lot of pickled products."
"Send half to our advance battalion, and send the rest to the division headquarters." Meng Shaoyuan felt relieved: "The division commander's life is not easy either."
Damn it, as a military ace agent, he actually brought a group of people to find food.
If this spreads out, there will really be no place for him to save his face.
…
"Listen to me, listen to me."
After finally calming down the restless overseas Chinese, Meng Shaoyuan finally had a chance to speak: "Almost all of Tonggu has been bombed. We will start a war with the Japanese army in the city soon. At that time, we will have no way to take care of you."
"Sir, no need, we can take care of ourselves."
The speaker was Qiu Wenlun, president of the Chamber of Commerce and leader of the Overseas Chinese Support Team: "The Japanese army has really entered the city, we can still help you fight against Little Japan!"
"President Qiu, my President Qiu." Meng Shaoyuan's voice became a little deeper: "I have witnessed the cruelty of the Japanese with my own eyes. They will not let go of the elderly or children.
We are soldiers, and fighting is our bounden duty. From the beginning of the Tonggu Defense War, you have tried your best. So, now I beg you, withdraw! "
Seeing that Qiu Wenlun was about to speak, a woman's voice suddenly sounded: "The expeditionary force has to fight the Japanese and protect us. We can't let them distract us."
Congratulations!
It was He Yu who said this.
These few words immediately silenced all the overseas Chinese.
"The girl is right." Finally, Qiu Wenlun took the lead and said, "We can't let the soldiers of the expeditionary army sacrifice themselves in vain to protect us. Let's go!"
The overseas Chinese finally made up their minds and left.
All the food and supplies have been donated to the 200 Division. Almost every household of the overseas Chinese had no food to eat, but even so, they still left the pitiful food in Tonggu.
Do your best to help our expeditionary force one last time.
He Yu also left.
She's not afraid.
But she didn't want to cause any burden to Brother Meng.
"See you soon."
"Brother Meng, you said it. See you soon." He Yu said seriously: "I will wait for you there."
He Yu left without looking back.
She knew that since Brother Meng had promised her, he would definitely not break his promise.
Seeing the chief's disappointed look, Li Zhifeng on the side suddenly sighed.
"Damn it, my sister is gone, why are you sighing?" Meng Shaoyuan, who was not in a very beautiful mood, cursed.
"I mean, I didn't eat the piece of fat that reached my mouth." Li Zhifeng shook his head and said, "What a pity, what a pity."
"What a pity, what a pity."
What's strange is that this time, Meng Shaoyuan didn't give him any shoes.
It's a pity.
But as long as I can leave Tonggu alive, there will always be time to meet in Meimiao, right?
…
"The overseas Chinese have all withdrawn, and the Japanese army's siege has not been completely closed."
On the phone, Meng Shaoyuan shouted almost at the top of his voice: "Commander, the work of my advance battalion has been completed. Please join the battle!"
"Understood, Meng Shaoyuan, the southern position is in urgent need. Bring your advance battalion and provide reinforcements immediately."
"clear!"
Meng Shaoyuan hung up the phone and took a submachine gun: "Brothers, follow me!"
…
This was Meng Shaoyuan's second bayonet fight.
Once, it was in Houjia Village.
This time, it’s in Tonggu!
When the advance battalion arrived, the southern position had been partially breached.
The brothers on the battlefield are fighting to the death with the Japanese army!
Ding Wenrui blew a whistle, and the loud bugle sound instantly pierced the sky!
"kill!"
"Kill!"
All the soldiers of the advance battalion pounced on him like a group of tigers.
Meng Shaoyuan was with his brothers!
They rushed forward.
The submachine gun spit out flames and mopped up a Japanese soldier who rushed up!
After a bunch of bullets were used up, and there was no time to change the magazine, Meng Shaoyuan picked up his submachine gun and hit a Japanese soldier who had already rushed in front of him.
He threw away the submachine gun, bent down, and picked up a rifle with a bayonet!
There are no passionate slogans, some are just fighting for one's life!
On the battlefield, Chinese and Japanese soldiers strangled each other, with roars, assassinations, and screams coming one after another.
But in such a noisy environment, there is a strange tranquility:
Life or death!
This is the first time Meng Shaoyuan has experienced such a strange environment.
Tranquility in the midst of brutal fighting!
He fiercely pulled out the bayonet from the Japanese corpse, and then rushed to the next one!
