"Cui Yong! Don't place the machine gunner position too far forward. The main purpose is to defend the two wings. The little devil can't fly up the cliff in front."
As the chief of staff of the Sichuan Army, Meng Fanglia led a group of veterans to patrol the position, directing the soldiers to continue to improve the construction of the position.
He slapped a soldier on his helmet and shouted at him angrily:
"I asked you to dig a private pit, did you dig a well?"
"It needs to be connected with other individual trenches to form a communication trench! Are you digging such a big hole just to use it as a tomb for yourself?"
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After several days of busy work by the soldiers of the Sichuan Army, the main position of Jiqipo has begun to take shape. Liao Mingyu's request is very simple. The trench fortifications should be mainly anti-artillery, with special attention to the construction of individual tactical trenches.
"Beep beep beep beep beep beep..."
The sound of a radio transmission sounded in a camp.
On the reverse slope behind the Jiqipo position, Liao Mingyu arranged a temporary headquarters here. The high-power radio station with the peak reward is placed here.
"Captain, there is news. It's a telegram from the Western Yunnan Command!"
The dispatcher held two telegrams in his hand and handed them to Liao Mingyu excitedly.
"Oh? What's the news?" Liao Mingyu stopped fighting with the map, raised his head and asked casually.
"It's some battle reports from the front line. General Dai died of serious injuries in northern Myanmar half a month ago... and died."
Liao Mingyu took the telegram and read it carefully. In addition to the recent battles of some troops in Myanmar, there are also some strategic arrangements for them by the headquarters.
"The 200 Division is great. It's a pity for General Dai. The Myanmar battlefield has collapsed across the board. Those who can return home have returned. The British guys have gone to India to hide."
Liao Mingyu shook his head helplessly after reading the telegram and sighed.
"This bunch of gray grandsons! They can't do anything, and they are the first to escape. We Chinese people have to wipe our ass for everything. You said that working hard for us is not as painful as raising a white flag."
Long Wenwen, who was standing next to him, slapped the table angrily and spoke angrily. He has suffered enough from the British. The brain circuits of those gentlemen cannot be understood by ordinary people.
Liao Mingyu took a sip of tea, signaled him to calm down, picked up another telegram and said to him:
"This telegram was personally sent by General Song, our immediate superior in western Yunnan, ordering us to work with Master Yu to jointly defend the Nu River and find fighter planes to counterattack Nantianmen as soon as possible."
Long Wenwen had a weird look on his face. He wanted to scold but didn't dare to. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said: "This is really... General Song... he really can stand and talk without pain in his back."
Liao Mingyu sneered in his heart. How could it be so easy to counterattack Nantianmen? He Song Xi didn't even dispatch a shot or a cannon. He just wanted us to fight for our lives with just one sentence. Is it possible?
"Little Japan on the opposite side has strengthened its defense. Didn't you notice? There is definitely more than one alliance over there."
Long Wenwen touched his chin and thought carefully for a moment, then nodded heavily:
"The first two brigades we annihilated at Nantianmen were probably the old Japs Takeuchi's troops. In addition to the seven or eight hundred little Japs we killed on the riverside two days ago, it stands to reason that one of his regiments was destroyed by us. How can you still be able to defend Nantianmen if you are disabled?"
"That's the truth, but the facts are before us. Not only was Takeuchi not punished, but his superiors sent him a large number of support troops."
Liao Mingyu analyzed the key issue. The defensive strength on the Nantianmen on the West Bank should be much higher than the original time and space, which also brought huge variables to their subsequent action plan.
"Don't worry about it. When the soldiers come, they will block it, and when the water comes, the soil will cover it up! One battalion is stationed at Jiqi Slope, and the troops are training as usual."
"Especially the Second Battalion. Although they are only stationed at the east entrance of the town, they should not miss a moment of the training they should have. Once you have trained this reinforced regiment, I will lead you to chop off the head of that old Japs Takeuchi and use it as a ball. !”
Liao Mingyu said enthusiastically. No matter what, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, just develop with peace of mind. For the time being, no one else can get involved in this three-thirds of an acre of land. The top priority is how to defeat Nantianmen.
"I know, regimental leader, you have to continue giving lectures tonight. Those child soldiers in the temporary third battalion have a lot of good prospects." Long Wenxiao suddenly remembered this matter and said with a smile.
"Tell me, don't be idle, kid. Can you contribute a little bit? Whenever you have free time, you're either walking the dog or playing with women. Do you think you can do some human work?"
"Tuanzuo, why is it not a human matter to play with women? Besides, don't you play too..."
"Fuck you!"
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at the same time.
Nantianmen on the West Bank, inside the Takeuchi Regiment Headquarters...
In front of a low table, Takeuchi Renshan and a middle-aged Japanese man with a sanitary beard sat on the floor.
There was a pot of sake and several plates of side dishes on the table, and the two of them had a great time in the tent.
"Takeuchi-kun, these days...the losses of your troops are indeed huge."
The middle-aged Japanese man was also wearing a military uniform. He slowly took a sip of sake with a sad look on his face.
"Fujiwara-kun, you know that the reason why the army suffered such heavy losses was all caused by that dude." Takeuchi Renshan said with a nonchalant smile.
Fujiwara rubbed his forehead helplessly and said with a headache: "Kio Tachibana is also the eldest son of the Tachibana family after all. The people at the base camp were also very shocked when they heard the news."
Tachibana Kiyo's broken jade gave him a headache. Several telegrams have been sent to the base camp questioning the situation. The key is that this bastard ignored the commander's order and launched an attack without authorization, which led to his own defeat.
He had no one to blame at this point but his own stupidity. It also caused huge losses to the troops.
"Fujiwara-kun, as a soldier of the empire, you should be determined to be loyal to the emperor at any time. Let alone Tachibana Kiyo, how many young warriors of the empire have dedicated their lives to this war?"
Takeuchi Renshan sneered. If it weren't for this dude, he would have at least nearly a regiment of troops in his hands. This made him extremely angry. He couldn't help but think that even if Tachibana Kiyo survived, he would let this playboy have a caesarean section to apologize.
"I wonder how the commander has considered my plan?"
"Well, let's talk about business. Commander Iida has agreed to your plan, and he also attaches great importance to the battle situation at Nantianmen. This time I am here to bring you a follow-up supply of troops and weapons and equipment. "
After a pause, Fujiwara took out the documents in his briefcase and motioned for Takeuchi to check them himself.
"From now on, your regiment will be temporarily separated from the 18th Division and will be under the direct command of the headquarters. Commander Iida has transferred 4 full brigades from various ministries and will arrive soon. By the way, there is also an artillery brigade coming with it. "
Takeuchi Renshan frowned and said with some disappointment: "Just one artillery brigade? I thought the commander could arrange for an artillery regiment to come over."
"Alas... Mr. Takeuchi, the main force of the British army and part of the Chinese army have now retreated to India. A large number of troops are still needed to be stationed in that direction. The commander can give you an artillery brigade as much as possible."
Fujiwara raised his wine glass and said to Takeuchi Renshan: "Takeuchi-kun, I toast you. On behalf of the commander, I entrust you with the heavy responsibility of Nantianmen. I wish you a long military career!"
"Hey hey, ah Ligaduo!"
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