After bidding farewell to Zhao Gongming, Hong Mu returned to the chariot regiment's station gloomily. He threw the list on the table casually and sat on the chair with his eyes closed to relax.
"This is 37 shells, move them to the Greyhound tank."
"Is there any more butter?"
"The fuel truck is coming, stop smoking! Who, please clear the road for me!"
…
There was a lot of hustle and bustle in the camp. The soldiers were busy adding gas to the vehicles, reloading ammunition and the supplies needed in the vehicles. Although the supplies delivered were not full, they were enough to keep the troops running.
At this time, an officer who looked like a lieutenant colonel walked outside the bamboo building and shouted impatiently toward the second floor window: "Chief of Staff! Chief of Staff?"
"What are you doing? Are you shouting?" Hong Mu got up impatiently and glanced out through the window, obviously not aware of the seriousness of the matter.
"I just received a notice that Commander Fan and the others have followed the brigade to the front line. When are we going to leave?" The lieutenant colonel scratched his head and looked like he wanted to fly up directly.
"Lao Fan ran away?!"
Hong Mu was shocked and sat up quickly, cursing mercilessly: "This grandson is so unjust, he actually left me here alone!"
It turns out that some time ago, Liao Mingyu, taking into account the terrain environment, equipped the armored brigade with a standard infantry regiment of 2,000 people, mixed with a small number of armored vehicles and trucks to form a new highly mobile semi-mechanized force that can fight alone or with tanks. The regiment and tank regiment cooperate to achieve coordinated attacks.
Because after passing through the small and narrow plains of Mandalay Province, there are more forests and hilly terrain as you go south. It is unrealistic to just rely on tank groups to charge into battle. Infantry still needs to coordinate and advance.
The new infantry regiment was headed by Fan Xiangwu, and the chariot regiment fell to Hongmudu. At the same time, he also served as the chief of staff of the brigade, which can be said to have a heavy task.
At present, the tank regiment and the infantry regiment have already advanced southward. However, due to the nature of the tank regiment, Hongmu and the others have now become the role of transporting supplies and ammunition. The logistics supplies for other units must be taken care of by the tank regiment and the transportation regiment. , this made Hong Mu, who wanted to be the vanguard, very angry.
"What do you say about the brigade commander's order?" Hong Mu asked as he walked down the stairs without caring about anything else.
"The brigade commander asked us to collect the last batch of supplies before taking action to ensure the safety of the logistics and transportation groups..." The lieutenant colonel looked at the other party, hesitating to speak.
"You fart, why are you staring at me?" Hong Mu cursed angrily.
"Hehe Chief of Staff, actually the combat amount of ammunition is enough. What's missing is the replenishment of supplies later. We can leave first and leave the rest of the transportation team here to wait. If it's too late, we won't be able to catch up with them in the brigade. Yes." The lieutenant colonel confessed.
"But the defense on the transportation team's side..." Hong Mu hesitated while touching his chin.
The lieutenant colonel quickly suggested: "Well... Or just leave a tank company. We have occupied this land for a long time, so there won't be anything wrong."
Hearing what he said, Hong Mu was indeed a little tempted. He didn't want to miss the good opportunity to make contributions. After hesitating for a moment, he finally made a decision: "Notify the troops and prepare to leave. Let the third battalion stay here to protect the transportation group, and the other two The battalion will fight and build roads as planned and move forward!"
"Yes! Ah..." The lieutenant colonel hesitated: "Chief of Staff, isn't it too much to leave one battalion?"
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get ready!" Hong Mu scolded sternly.
Although he knew that leaving a battalion was equivalent to cutting off an arm, he was also worried that it would be unsafe to leave so many supplies here. You must know that half of the ammunition of the entire brigade is placed here, but the transportation group does not have much combat effectiveness. If something goes wrong, the consequences will be serious.
As soon as the order was given, the troops immediately began to take action. Since the formation of the armored brigade, they had not encountered any decent enemies, so the soldiers' fighting spirit was very high. They wanted to rush to the front line and crush the Japanese with artillery fire and tracks. .
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In November, other places have already entered the harsh winter. Compared with China, Southeast Asia is still scorching hot, but the temperature is much cooler. The weather of 25 to 6 degrees is very suitable for training and military operations. Driving a tank is not as difficult as before. It was so unbearably hot.
The tank regiment set off from Meiktila early, while the infantry regiment was broken into parts, with company-based units advancing together around it, while simultaneously clearing sporadic Japanese strongholds and waiting for opportunities.
26 long-barreled 75mm Shermans and dozens of wheeled armored vehicles raised billowing black smoke on the road, and a team of thousands of people drove toward the next target town, Ren'an Qiang!
The Japanese army had long received intelligence about the enemy's attack, and all troops immediately prepared for battle, but even so, every Japanese had little confidence.
In just one month, they couldn't do the perverted supplies like the 88th Army. All they could do was to continuously add troops to those fortification strongholds, but the number was extremely limited.
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In the early morning of the 3rd, the Nankan Airport Flight Team Headquarters...
There was still a trace of moisture in the air, and the thick layer of fog enveloped the entire airport, giving people a hazy feeling like being in a fairyland.
Ordinarily, this kind of weather is not suitable for planes to take off, but there are still a large number of ground staff running back and forth in the airport, checking the condition of the planes and loading ammunition, giving a scene of pre-war preparations.
Because according to the detection of the weather station, today's weather is very good, and experienced people know the principle of nine fogs and clear days. As long as you wait patiently for the fog to dissipate in the early morning, it will definitely be a sunny day.
Jamie strode around the hangar, with a dozen lightning bolts piercing the shape of an airplane printed on his chest. It was a symbol of glory that could only be obtained by shooting down an enemy fighter plane. The black leather flight jacket he wore was handsome and stylish, attracting many ground staff to cast envious glances at him.
But Jamie couldn't care about anything else at this time, his eyes were looking around, as if he was looking for something.
“Этонеплохо…”
"Hahaha...недароmчтоводажизни!"
At this time, a burst of Russian laughter came from the nearby hangar, which immediately caught Jamie's attention. He quickly ran over and looked inside, and sure enough, the guy was inside.
"Hey, Andrew, why are you still here?"
"Oh, my friend, come and see this!"
Andrew and another Russian pilot stood next to the fighter plane, not knowing what to do. He took a sip from the water bottle and nonchalantly wiped the water stains on his beard with his hand, his face glowing with excitement.
Jamie walked in and took a look. It turned out to be a newly arrived four-shot airborne rocket. Several mechanics were laboriously installing it on the aircraft.
This thing can be hung on both sides of the wings of the F4U Corsair fighter plane, and can continuously fire eight high-explosive rockets at one time. It can be called an artifact that dives and licks the ground, and the nemesis of the tank fortress.
"What? God, is it because of this? The combat order has been issued, and we need to quickly make a bombing plan!"
Jamie's tone was a little serious, because the other party's lack of business really made him very angry.
"Relax brother, it will take two hours for this fog to dissipate. Before we take off, the front line is safe, hiccup..."
Andrew smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, and actually burped while speaking. The strong smell of alcohol instantly made Jamie frown.
"Oh my god, Andrew! You're actually drinking??"
"Nono! This is not wine, this is water of life. Only by drinking it will we be more energetic, right Sasha? Hala whistle!" Andrew shouted while holding the kettle.
"Ula!!" The Russian pilot named Sasha next to him immediately responded excitedly.
"Ha ha…"
Jamie slapped his forehead and was really speechless about these two drunkards. The big men from the North in the flight team all had the same virtue, that is, they were addicted to alcohol. They had to have two glasses of wine before flying. Some even brought wine bottles with them. board the plane.
"All right, gentlemen, I'm going to the war room now. The soldiers in the squadron are waiting for us. Are you coming or not?" Jamie asked with a cold face and angrily.
"okok, sir, you have the final say, haha... let's go, don't keep those boys waiting for too long."
Looking at the drunken Andrew, Jamie really wanted to go up and strangle him to death, but in the end he sighed helplessly.
It used to be okay when Liao Mingyu was here, but now no one can control them, especially Andrew who has completely let himself go, as if he can't fly a plane unless he looks rosy every day.
But there is one thing to say, these guys have a very good drinking capacity. Even if they blow the bottle directly, there is nothing wrong with it. They are just so fucking courageous. They dare to do things that others dare not do. They can do anything like a group of lunatics. Not afraid.
The current Nankan Flying Team of the 88th Army is equipped with 16 F4U Corsair fighters and 24 P40 fighters, divided into two combat squadrons. Most of the pilots are old people from the original Flying Tigers. They did not continue to stay after the Flying Tigers were incorporated. In the US military, they came to Liao Mingyu's side instead.
There are also some overseas Chinese flight technicians recruited by Fang Jingyao from Nanyang. In order to resist Japan, they were not afraid of hardships and death, and resolutely came to Burma to fight.
The flight team was commanded by Jamie and assisted by Andrew. At the same time, Liao Mingyu also borrowed three B17 bombers and six C47 transport aircraft from Stilwell, allowing them to form an independent air combat system.
Originally, they planned to get a few B29 Sangmenshens, but Stilwell refused to agree due to the important nature of strategic bombers, so he had to settle for three flying fortresses to support the scene.
In this way, the Nankan Air Force can be said to be the strongest existence except the 20th Air Force of the Indo-Chinese US Army and the 14th Air Force of Kunming. It can run rampant in the sky of Southeast Asia today!
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