In recent times, the frequency of air strikes by the US military has become higher and higher. Every day, a varying number of fighter planes fly to the skies above Mandalay and Taunggyi for reconnaissance or attack. The land covering hundreds of kilometers is covered by their attacks. Destroyed all over.
At present, the number of Japanese fighter planes in Southeast Asia has dropped sharply. In addition to losses in combat, more of them have been transferred to the Pacific islands.
In order to preserve their strength, the 7th and 8th brigades of the Army Aviation Corps in Mandalay did not dare to dispatch easily except for guarding the main areas and airports. They could only allow the enemy to be arrogant under their noses.
Liao Mingyu's tactical plan for the Nankan Air Force was also very clear. Try not to provoke the opponent's strong air defense areas, and specifically target those areas with clear targets and lack of defense. Anyway, it would be all kinds of harassment and destruction, so that they could live a small life. The already bad Japanese friends are even more sad.
The Americans fully support this, because the only one they can talk about in Southeast Asia is the Air Force. Various aerial bombs and napalm bombs have been sent to Nankan to prepare for war, and pilots are on standby around the clock to provide small While Japan dealt a heavier blow, it also misled the opponent a little, thinking that this was a prelude to an attack.
Yamashita Fengfumi did not dare to be careless. While stepping up the defense arrangements of various ministries, he vigorously mobilized bicycles to form his "Silver Wheel Force". To this end, he also mobilized a large number of armored vehicles from Malaysia to cooperate with the main force, so as to recreate the defeat of the British army in Singapore that year. feat.
Time has slowly passed to July, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the rainy season has also arrived. It rains for almost three days and the sun comes out for two days in Myanmar. The hot and humid climate is vividly displayed in this rainforest.
The bad environment is not suitable for large-scale military operations. Even if they intend to attack at this time, they are unable to do anything. Fortunately, both sides have stayed put due to their respective affairs, and this period of time has been calm.
At present, the Honorary Third Division and the 200th Division have basically completed their training, and the 50th Division's re-equipment and training are also being carried out at the same time. After all, it is not easy for these Kuhaha, who have just come into contact with American weapons, to familiarize themselves with the use of them in a short period of time. Easy thing.
Although training is conducted according to unified standards, there are some differences in the personal qualities of soldiers in each unit.
Not to mention the 50th Division from the Sichuan Army and the supplementary regiments that were broken up from various units, the Nanyang Self-Rescue Army was used to using miscellaneous troops from all over the world. It was difficult for them to walk in unison on the playground, let alone press the button. Tactics require skilled cooperation, and even ordinary commands cannot be understood.
There is no way, everything has to be started from scratch. First of all, they have to be refreshed before training, and the most important core is one word...nurture.
Taking advantage of this period of time, Liao Mingyu established several military camps, training grounds, medical and health stations and other logistical facilities in Nankan, with the purpose of reshaping the new brothers.
First, he gathered the soldiers of the 50th Division and took them to a special sanitation and cleaning station, and gave them strict hygiene treatment in turn: bathing, haircut, removing dirt, vaccination, etc.
The old clothes and trousers that had been taken off were piled together and were not allowed to be worn again. They were poured with gasoline and burned directly. Everyone is not allowed to keep their hair or beard, and they are all shaved to prevent the spread of parasites.
After some repairs and rubbing off years of old mud, the new recruits seemed to have had a lot of baggage lifted off them, and all of them felt extremely light.
After cleaning, the distribution of munitions began, and the munitions officer counted them one by one according to the roster. These items include: one military cap and one steel helmet, two sets of camouflage military uniforms, summer and winter clothes, one woolen sweater jacket, two training vests, two sets of cotton underwear, socks, lining socks and woolen leggings. One pair, one pair each of canvas rubber shoes and large leather shoes.
There are also blankets, rubber raincoats, kettles, flashlights, visors, anti-mosquito hoods, gas masks, bedding, towels, aluminum lunch boxes, marching backpacks, weapons and ammunition belts, etc. The sheer number is amazing.
For the Sichuan soldiers who were in ragged clothes and wearing worn-out straw sandals, these things could be called luxury accessories. How could they receive such good treatment in the past?
When the fully armed soldiers of the 50th Division marched to the training camp singing military songs, they all held their heads high and their hearts filled with the dignity of being a Chinese soldier.
Soon the intense training began. Under the leadership of the instructors, the soldiers were doing various prescribed training subjects in company units. For a while, the command and bugles were ringing loudly, and the sound of gunfire was endless. Young people sweating desperately could be seen everywhere. figure.
There was not much training content at the beginning, only three aspects: formation, physical fitness, and shooting. Although the difficulty was not high, the amount of training was very large. The veterans have all experienced this and understand the sadness of it.
"One two one, one two one, one! Two! Three four!"
"one two three four!"
"Who the hell... raise your feet! Like all the fucking girls, cheer me up!"
"Left the muzzle of the gun, hold it on your wrist, haven't you eaten? It's so soft!" Gu Tang
"You guys running over there...don't think I don't know that you are working as foreigners? Anyway, dinner starts at 5 o'clock, and those who haven't completed the prescribed number of laps are not allowed to eat until they finish running!"
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Countless training instructors wearing white short-sleeves and camouflage combat hats were holding pointers and instructing the soldiers to train seriously and fiercely.
As they walked through the various training columns, they could hear deafening roars from time to time. If they encountered anyone who was lazy or did not listen to greetings, they would not talk nonsense. They would just give them a whip and then talk to them.
In a corner of the shooting range, a few soldiers stood there and didn't know why after firing a group of bullets. They still had dozens of bullets in their pockets, but they continued to shoot.
"Hey? What are you doing? Are the bullets still fertile?" A middle-aged instructor with a beard came over and asked dissatisfiedly.
The sleeves on his right arm were empty, and there were several ferocious scars on his resolute face. At first glance, he looked like a veteran who had been seriously injured in hundreds of battles. His fierce look made several soldiers tremble and dare not answer.
"Already mute? Ah!?"
"Report...report to the instructor...I...we..."
"What are you shaking about? Speak up!"
The one-armed instructor's stern scolding made everyone a little frightened, but one soldier still had the courage to reply in a low voice:
"Reply to the instructor, I...we are afraid that our commander will blame us if we shoot too much. We also want to...want to save so many bullets for use on the battlefield."
Before the training, the logistics staff issued dozens of rounds of ammunition to each soldier, but it was obvious that this "huge sum of money" was still too extravagant for the Sichuan soldiers who were used to frugality. They thought it was a I was thinking about how to save money every month, fearing that it would be useless on the battlefield.
"You bastards...have you never seen the world? I didn't even say anything, but you still feel sorry for me..."
Is it because of this? The one-armed instructor's dark face twitched slightly, and he said proudly while suppressing a smile:
"Don't worry. I'll take care of you enough when we go to the battlefield. Our 88th Army doesn't have much of anything. We only have as much ammunition as we need! I'm afraid you won't want to take more because it's too heavy."
The soldiers looked at each other, good fellow, are you so heroic? Just training alone can fire so many bullets. You must know that when they fought in the past, they did not necessarily have as much ammunition in one day of training.
Good marksmanship is fed by bullets. Naturally, Liao Mingyu understands this truth better than anyone else, so he spares no effort to give his soldiers the maximum guarantee in terms of training.
Each person has 30 rounds of rifle ammunition and 60 rounds of pistol ammunition per day. All must hit the target at a distance of fifty meters to be considered qualified. The amount of ammunition for machine gunners and snipers must be calculated separately.
In the final analysis, bullet tubes can be made casually. Instead of letting them shoot randomly on the battlefield and cause waste, it is better to spend more ammunition on the training ground, which can also effectively improve the soldiers' marksmanship and form combat effectiveness.
Liao Mingyu knew very well that since he was taking the route of elite soldiers, he had to make money. Anyway, with the support of the Americans and the system, he could still withstand this consumption.
"Stop fucking around here. We must get rid of all the bullets in your hands before the sun goes down. You are not allowed to leave the training ground until the bullets are finished! Do you hear me clearly!?"
"Listen clearly!"
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