The war starts when you want it, but it will not end when you want it. The short-term "peace" that lasted for several months collapsed due to the tension between the two sides, and the war spread again in central Myanmar.
The first place to catch fire was Taunggyi City on the Mandalay side. The Japanese 5th and 4th Divisions stationed here quickly received a report from the forward observation post. The 599th and 600th Regiments of the 200th Division of the Chinese Army had six thousand soldiers. Many people had already driven nearby, and the two sides were less than 20 kilometers apart.
The first to respond was the Fifth Division. Division Commander Yamada Seiichi immediately ordered the troops to prepare for an attack. At the same time, he sent a message to the Fourth Division to prepare for a joint attack with friendly forces.
What a fucking joke, after all, there are tens of thousands of people in the two divisions here. Regardless of the times before, the Chinese could only compete with several times the strength. At worst, the numbers should be about the same.
More than 6,000 people dared to come here to provoke. It was simply audacious and reckless. When did the Chinese people become so arrogant?
Regarding this kind of behavior of pulling teeth out of the tiger's mouth, the officers and soldiers of the Fifth Division unanimously felt that they should teach the opponent a lesson, give them a blow to the head, and at the same time curb the enemy's offensive momentum.
When this information reached the Mandalay headquarters, Yamashita Fengwen immediately decided to test it first and issued attack orders to the two divisions in Taunggyi one by one.
So the 11th and 21st infantry regiments of the 5th Division quickly took action, one after another, and surrounded the 200th Division from two directions.
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"Langda? Are we going to fight again?"
"I heard that the Chinese forward troops are approaching us, and the fifth division has already moved forward."
"Isn't this the reason why the patrol team has stepped up their vigilance in the past two days..."
In Hung Hom Village in the north of Taunggyi, where the 37th Regiment of the Fourth Division is stationed, an infantry team is on routine patrol outside.
The marching team was boring in every way, but a few Japanese soldiers couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"I heard that the opponent only has more than 6,000 people. Wouldn't it be easy to fight this battle? I can't sneak up to him and catch them all?" A small soldier said in a sly tone.
But his companion didn't take it seriously and immediately said: "What do you know? Haven't you seen the enemy's planes flying around all day long? Everyone can see your every move clearly."
"If you hide in the woods, will the Chinese find you?" Xiao Bing put his gun away and asked.
"Is it useful to go less? As long as more than a thousand troops are mobilized, others will notice it. Do you think the other party is blind? Besides, if there are more than 6,000 people, they dare to come here. It is obviously a fraud. I really don't know the idiots at the headquarters. What do you think?"
This soldier shook his head and spoke eloquently. He seemed to be particularly good at analyzing intelligence, and frightened his companions around him.
"Okay, Shikamaru is starting to be alarmist again. Don't you think so, Captain?"
"What did you say? Shikamaru is not wrong." The team leader next to him didn't mean to blame him at all. Instead, he nodded and thought it made sense.
Most of the soldiers felt that there must be something fishy about this matter, and they should investigate it carefully before making a decision. It would be too reckless to just rush forward.
The patrol slowly walked to the intersection of a road. At this time, another team came towards them from in front of them. Several armed motorcycles in the team were leading the way, followed by many transport trucks and armored vehicles. The number of people was sufficient. There is a large team.
"ストップ! Which army are you from?" A major came out of the team and shouted at the patrol.
"Hey!" The squad leader quickly stepped forward and stood at attention and replied: "Your Majesty, Major, we are the 67th patrol team of the 8th Regiment of the 4th Division. We are performing daily patrol tasks. May I ask you..."
"We are from the 21st Regiment of the Fifth Division..." The major looked at the squad leader up and down, then raised his eyelids to look at the somewhat careless soldiers behind him, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes:
"The headquarters has ordered all frontline troops to assemble south across the river, but your 8th Regiment is still patrolling at the same place. You are really enjoying your time!"
The Fourth Division is stationed further forward than the Fifth Division. Logically speaking, it should be assembled faster than the latter. However, the order from the Mandalay Headquarters has been issued for two days, and these guys are still there. He stepped on the ground with no intention of moving forward.
"Hehe... Back to your Majesty, Major. I'm not sure about this matter. If the commander gives the order, we will definitely cooperate as soon as possible." The squad leader was not angry at the other party's attitude and replied with a smile on his face.
"Hmph, I really don't know why General Yamashita wants you to come to Myanmar... That's it, you continue patrolling and make way for our fifth division."
The Major was well aware of the virtues of the Fourth Division and did not want to talk nonsense here. After speaking, he returned to the team.
"Hey, take care of yourself and stay safe!" The squad leader immediately bent down to salute and said a blessing unique to their fourth division.
The major's face suddenly twitched as he turned around and was about to leave. It seems he has underestimated the nature of these bastards. Your body comes first...
In fact, all Japanese military ministries will send a greeting when leaving. People usually say "the military fortunes are prosperous" or "the military fortunes will last forever". When the situation is bad, they say "Kudanzakami" (Yasukuni Shrine is in Tokyo's Kudanzaka).
The Fourth Division is different from others. When they say goodbye, they often say "Yu Shen Da Qi", which means to take care of your body and put your body first, or simply "preservation of life is the most important thing."
"A group of red deer who are greedy for life and afraid of death..."
The major murmured in a low voice with a dark face. After all, the other party was blessing him. It was not easy to curse back in this situation, so he had to leave quickly without looking back.
Seeing the other party's back hurriedly leaving, the team leader shook his head and sighed helplessly: "I don't know why you are so desperate, jumping down even though you know it is a pit."
"Captain, do we still want to continue patrolling?" his soldiers ran over and asked.
The team leader touched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly an idea came to him, and his face immediately changed, as if he had put on a mask of pain in an instant.
"Oops, the gunshot wound I suffered before has started to become inflamed again. Hiss... it hurts too much! No... I have to go to the field hospital immediately."
Before the other party could say anything, the squad leader threw away his arms and walked toward the road he came from. Seeing this, the other soldiers in the patrol had no choice but to follow him.
"Eh? Has the squad leader been shot before? I clearly remember..." One of the young soldiers asked his companion curiously.
"Baga, stop asking if you shouldn't!"
Veteran Shikamaru interrupted him unceremoniously, rolled his eyes and suddenly clutched his stomach, grinning and wailing:
"Sigh... I've actually been feeling uncomfortable in my stomach for the past two days. I think I have malaria. If it doesn't work, I have to go to the hospital."
After saying this, Shikamaru quickened his pace and ran forward, leaving the stunned soldier standing there blankly, not knowing what to say.
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