From 1942 to 1945, the Siamese government provided a total of approximately 1.5 billion baht in military expenditures to the Japanese army. The Japanese stationed more than 300,000 troops in Siam to help their allies achieve the "**** circle". construction.
In order to pay for the huge expenses of the Japanese garrison, the Luang Phibun government had to print a large amount of banknotes, which led to inflation and skyrocketing prices, and people's living costs rose sharply, but it also provided the Japanese with a good logistics base in Southeast Asia.
However, this stupid country became one of the few winners after the end of World War II, which has to be criticized.
Since he is about to enter Southeast Asia, Liao Mingyu is also thinking that if he has the opportunity, he must teach these Siamese monkeys a lesson.
But getting back to business, the most urgent task is to decide whether to rescue the Nanyang Self-Rescue Army. If we want to rescue, we must first open the Burma Highway, enter Myanmar, and then move south to the Wa State. However, this cannot be summarized in a simple sentence. After all, there are still two or three Japanese divisions in northern Myanmar.
But if we don’t rescue them, we can imagine that the Self-Rescue Army’s combat power, which is slightly stronger than that of the militiamen, will be in trouble in front of the wolf-like Japanese, not to mention the tens of thousands of Siamese Japs behind them.
Perhaps in the original time and space, they were submerged little by little in the torrent of history. The disparity in strength was so great that even a talented person like Fang Jingyao did not make any waves.
But this time, history gave them a different choice. Liao Mingyu touched his chin and considered it secretly. It seemed that it was time to rewrite his destiny again.
"Brother Fang, what do you think about this matter?"
When asked about this, Fang Jingyao was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.
After all, this matter came from the Nanyang Self-Rescue Army. Although he wanted to ask Liao Mingyu for support, it was reasonable for the latter to choose not to help when he was facing huge risks.
"The Third Regiment will move towards Wanding in the afternoon. My order to Chen Jize is to capture Wanding before tomorrow night."
Liao Mingyu's words instantly cheered up Fang Jingyao, but the latter did not speak, but looked at him expectantly.
"In the afternoon, you take the engineering regiment, Jize and the others to take the first step, and take advantage of the Japanese army's defeat to enter Myanmar first and approach Nankan Caxu. I will arrange for the first and second regiments to set off immediately after the supplies are completed to expand the results."
Liao Mingyu came to the map and pointed to the various locations marked on it one by one. The entire battle plan instantly appeared in his mind.
"If all goes well, in seven days, the First Regiment and the Third Regiment will be able to move south to the Wa State to move closer to the Self-Rescue Army, while the Second Regiment and the Engineer Regiment will block the Japanese troops coming to aid. By then, let Long Wenwen lead the Falcon Squad, and it is best to be in time with the Get in touch with your people before the Japanese army makes contact.”
The reason why he did this was not to act recklessly. Fang Jingyao had been in the army for so long, and he had always been dedicated to his responsibilities and arranged everything in the army very securely.
Although he only held the position of divisional staff officer, he completed all the tasks of the deputy division commander and chief of staff, and also supported the engineering corps.
Sometimes Liao Mingyu thought that with such a strongest assistant, it would be too easy for him to be the leader. After all, he had been the boss for so long and he would not be used to it if Fang Jingyao left one day.
You must know that after the Battle of Nantianmen, the army was in a serious economic crisis. Those who were alive needed military pay, those who were seriously injured and disabled needed housing allowance, and those who were killed needed pensions. This was what Liao Mingyu promised to give them from the beginning, and At that time, the army could not afford that much money.
For this reason, he raised money everywhere, and he did not hesitate to start blatantly reselling arms, but this was not something where money could be seen in a short time.
But when Fang Jingyao found out, he immediately took out all the gold and silver stored in Zenda and used it as military pay and pensions for the soldiers.
That time made Liao Mingyu deeply remember this kindness, and at the same time he recognized Fang Jingyao's character even more, so this time he had to help out both emotionally and rationally.
"Brother Liao...this time..." Fang Jingyao was so excited that he was speechless.
He originally thought that Liao Mingyu would at most send troops to test the situation, and more likely would do it perfunctorily to protect himself. Unexpectedly, he actually helped without hesitation, which made Fang Jingyao feel grateful in his heart.
"Okay, I understand, but you and my brother still talk so much?"
Liao Mingyu waved his hands indifferently and said proudly: "Isn't it just the 53rd Division? Even the 18th Division was eaten by us, and we are still afraid of him? Just fuck him, son of a bitch!"
Fang Jingyao pursed his lips and nodded heavily. What else could he say after saying this? Even if there are thousands of words, there is only one sentence that I understand you.
He has devoted a lot of effort to the Nanyang Self-Rescue Army, and it is also the hard work of all the eight major families in Nanyang. If it is just gone, it will be more painful than ripping out his heart.
Fortunately, the sky is the limit. As long as they have Liao Mingyu's help, they will be saved. The combat effectiveness and equipment of the Third Division are obvious to all. When the time comes, they will be able to fight back to Malaysia with strong soldiers and horses!
Liao Mingyu helped them unconditionally, and of course there were other reasons besides friendship.
From a strategic point of view, the 53rd Division is located exactly between the Third Division and the Self-Rescue Army. If it can successfully join forces with the Self-Rescue Army after entering Myanmar and annihilate the division in one fell swoop, it will be an amazing victory.
Furthermore, if these thousands of people can be rescued, it will be a good batch of supplementary troops. After all, they came to Myanmar to prepare for a big fight. If there is an unpleasant quarrel with the senior officials of the government and there is a problem with the recruitment of troops, then But that's troublesome.
It is not uncommon for disobedient troops to be choked by high-level officials.
Supplies can still rely on the system, but people have nothing to do. If you want to gain a foothold in Southeast Asia later and establish good relations with them, there is no harm in building good relations with them. These are all ready-made sources of troops, not to mention Malaysia, which has been bullied by the Japanese. Chinese.
But then again, when the 100,000-strong expeditionary force retreated into the country, they were crushed by the little devils and complained endlessly. Tens of thousands of people were lost in Savage Mountain alone.
Although these self-rescue troops were driven all the way from Kuala Lumpur to northern Myanmar by the little devils, they managed to fight their way through the encirclement and interception and have not been eliminated so far. I have to say that there is something really special about this group of people.
They have no supplies and no backup, and their equipment is not unified at all. There are even more than a dozen weapons of different calibers in the army, and the disorganized logistics adds to the chaos.
Even in this case, the entire army still did not collapse. Even in the face of desperate pressure, they could still maintain confidence and continue fighting with the enemy. Maybe... thoughtful teams are different.
If they are allowed to use the weapons and equipment of the soldiers of the Third Division and receive proper training, Liao Mingyu believes that they will definitely be able to bring out an excellent unit with high combat effectiveness in a short period of time...
The car had just driven back to the camp. Monk Zhou was sitting in the passenger seat, enjoying the cool breeze and looking very comfortable.
"Monk Hua! I asked you to move some ammunition, why did you come back so late? Are there any girls over there?"
At this moment, a powerful curse exploded in his ears like thunder.
"Hurry, stop the car!" Monk Zhou trembled when he heard this voice and shouted loudly. After Chen Tang parked the car, he immediately got out of the car and ran towards the figure in front of him.
"Hey, company commander, aren't we coming back?"
Although this bald man looks tall and thick, he behaves like a little white rabbit in front of the company commander Mo Youcai and does not dare to be presumptuous at all.
"Stop talking nonsense, is everything okay? Distribute it quickly, our Seventh Company is about to set off!" Mo Youcai ordered in a serious voice with a straight face.
Just now, an order was suddenly issued from above, requiring the entire regiment to quickly organize personnel and equipment, set off on time at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and advance along the Burma Highway towards the two towns of Zhefang Wanding on the border.
As the sharp sword of the whole regiment, the chariot battalion inevitably takes the lead, and as the directly subordinate infantry regiment, they are naturally also in the combat sequence.
"Don't stand still, come down and move things."
"Time waits for no one, please hurry up!"
"People from the third row come here..."
Following waves of shouts, the soldiers moved quickly. The three trucks that drove over from the transportation group were full of their supplies, including bullets, grenades, and rocket launchers... all weapons and equipment.
In addition, the regiment also brought a cart of canned dry food. Weapons and ammunition were not included. They were also required to carry more than three days of rations for each soldier. It seemed that this battle was not easy.
Boxes and boxes of bullets and grenades were placed aside, and the soldiers were busy stuffing them into their walking bullet pouches.
They had fought many hard-fought battles in the past, and they knew how difficult it was to provide logistical supplies during a war. Sometimes, even if they ran out of ammunition and food, supplies from the logistical team might not be able to be sent to the front line.
In particular, troops who often fight on the front line can understand the hardship better. Often when they hit the critical moment, they are unable to continue due to supply interruption, and in the end they have no choice but to retreat.
So now they have developed the habit of carrying more bullets. They can still chew bark in the forest for two days without food. If they run out of bullets at the critical moment, it will be life-threatening.
Some soldiers even emptied their food pockets just to bring more bullets. Anyway, Shen Zuo was always wealthy and had enough bullets. As long as he could carry it, he would grab it for fear of losing his strength.
"Why are you carrying so many bullets on your body? Isn't it too heavy? Just take less. 80 rounds for the rifleman, 5 30-round magazines for the assaulter, two grenades for each person, and one for each person in the marching backpack. Who is that? No grabbing!..."
These grandsons have really suffered too much, but Mo Youcai immediately stepped forward to stop them after seeing their behavior, because the current Seventh Company is not what it used to be.
As an infantry unit of a tank battalion, wouldn't it be very shameful if you have to run on two legs?
While other company- and battalion-level combat units are still using mules and horses with a small number of trucks to transport and march on two legs, Yuan Li has equipped his two infantry companies with 16 heavy trucks and 6 jeeps for transporting ammunition and personnel. The level of "luxury" is eye-catching.
The march is completely pulled by trucks, and weapons and equipment are not carried by people and can be thrown directly onto the truck. The soldiers only need to stay comfortably in the truck and get out of the truck when they reach the combat position and start fighting.
"If you ask me, it's better to follow the armored battalion to become more popular. Look at the eight ten-wheel trucks assigned to one company. They are still used to pull people. Hehe... I finally don't have to carry around a body of iron. I want to let go. I couldn’t even think about it before.”
The clever Liang Su said sincerely as he pressed the bullet into his single clip.
"Little Suzi, you should practice your little body more, otherwise you won't be able to stab the little Japanese with a bayonet when he comes."
"I'm afraid the little devil thought he was tickling."
Hahaha……
"Hey, you guys know nothing about a bunch of big guys. Shenzuo often says that in battles that can be solved with guns, try not to use bayonets. The most correct way is to use your strengths and avoid weaknesses."
Faced with his companion's joke, Liang Su retorted disdainfully, "You're still fighting with a bayonet. Isn't it useless to let the little Japs get close to you with all this equipment?"
"Chen Tang, do you think what I said is right, Chen Tang?"
At this time, Chen Tang's eyes were deeply attracted by the dozens of SDKFZ251 armored vehicles in the open space, especially the six Shermans in the center. The powerful long-barreled artillery and wide body deeply stimulated him. heart.
This is what a tank should look like. Compared with it, the Vicker tank I drove before was simply an unsightly piece of garbage.
"Eh? The quantity is wrong. Where did this come from? Monk, come here!" The attentive Mo Youcai immediately discovered some deviations in the equipment that was delivered.
"What's wrong, company commander?"
"Let me ask you, why are there three more bazookas? There are also two more m2 mortars, and there are obviously more ammunition than on the list. What's going on? You won't steal it from Lao Feng. Right?"
"Eh...that's right, how dare I steal his things." Monk Zhou looked around and said quietly: "He gave these all by himself."
"You gave it to yourself? How can that old bitch be so generous? Has the sun come out in the west?" Mo Youcai looked unbelieving.
Monk Zhou pointed in the direction of Chen Tang without leaving a trace, and told him everything that happened when he went to the transportation group to collect supplies.
"So that's what happened. The old guy was willing to do it for his nephew." Mo Youcai looked at Chen Tang not far away and murmured to himself.
"No, but I find it puzzling. You said that everyone wants to hide in the rear, but how can anyone try to get into the frontline troops? Isn't this stupid... Ouch!"
Monk Zhou took off his helmet and couldn't help but complain. Before he could say anything, a slap hit his big head that reflected the light.
Mo Youcai scolded angrily: "Do you think other people's consciousness is the same as yours?"
"grumble……!!"
At this moment, a whistle in the distance suddenly sounded. It was the troop assembly post. With the shouts of various officers, the entire battalion of soldiers began to move.
"gather!"
"The second and third rows are starting to board the bus. The first rows bring their equipment and follow me. Move quickly!"
According to the action plan formulated at the battalion headquarters meeting in the morning, Mo Youcai first ordered two platoons to board the truck, and then he personally led a platoon to the armored transport company and got on the SDKFZ251 transport vehicle with the soldiers.
At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, all the soldiers of the third regiment's tank battalion were dispatched. Six Sherman tanks opened the way, followed by more than twenty SDKFZ251 armored transport vehicles and heavy trucks carrying more than 400 infantrymen. They would As the first offensive echelon, it headed straight towards the China-Myanmar border.
The tank battalion is currently relatively large. In addition to its own two to three hundred people, this time it has added two infantry companies and a logistics support company, plus 6 Sherman vehicles temporarily borrowed from the 200th Division. The total number of personnel in the entire battalion is already close to one thousand.
Before obtaining the base in Myanmar, Liao Mingyu had no intention of reorganizing the tank battalion. Although the armored troops' offensive effect was excellent, their advantages were severely limited in the tropical rain forest.
Once the tanks and chariots leave the road, they will definitely be blinded. It will never be possible to recreate the torrent of steel scenes on the Mangshi battlefield, at least not in the dense jungle in central and northern Myanmar.
But it cannot be said that the tank troops have become useless. They can still play some roles in conjunction with the infantry in position offensive and defensive battles, but they cannot gallop as unscrupulously as they do on the plains.
Behind the chariot battalion is the main force of the third regiment, as well as the engineering regiment led by Fang Jingyao Ayi.
Thousands of troops set out, raising smoke and dust that covered the sky. The soldiers and cars moved slowly along the winding Burma Highway, as if they were like an invincible dragon, looming large and powerful.
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