Lin Yue made a gesture to them not to shoot.
At this moment, two people walked out of the woods. Doubi stuck his head out of the ammunition box and vaguely saw that the person walking in front was a bit fat and had a shiny head. He was a monk.
"Colonel Lin."
"Master Shihang."
Doubihe breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was those people, so he quickly got up, put the ammunition box on his back and walked forward.
The young man next to Master Shihang saw him and said hello with a smile: "You are Doubian, I remember you."
Doubiang just giggled, while Big Foot looked at them blankly. He didn't go to take over the task of crossing the river from Meng Nuan's parents, so he didn't know this group of people.
"The Sichuan Army has passed?" Master Shihang looked at Lin Yue and asked.
"It's over."
"Then let's go as planned?"
"Okay." Lin Yue nodded: "Master Lao Shihang is here."
The monk stood up with one hand and said, "You're welcome, Colonel Lin."
After the meeting was completed, Lin Yue stopped staying, called Doubi and Bigfoot, and quickly chased his team.
…
Most of the Japanese troops in the Heshun area were stationed near the airport. The Sichuan regiment was divided into several companies, and skirmishers attacked. Under the leadership of guerrilla soldiers who knew the enemy's defense situation, they passed through the defense zone without any danger.
After entering Myanmar, because the main force of the Japanese army was almost exhausted, the teenage Japanese soldiers were afraid of being ambushed by the guerrillas. In most cases, they hid in bunkers and did not dare to go out. They had no idea that the strength of a regiment was quietly coming. It crosses across and reaches the India-Myanmar border.
…
At the end of June, the flow of the Chindwin River was rapid, and flash floods carried large amounts of sediment down.
In the forest on the shore, Meng Fanlao lay in the mud with a grin on his face, cursing the damn God.
He really didn't know how the Japanese fought this battle.
During the rainy season, the rivers overflow, the air is humid, there are countless mosquitoes and flies, malaria, dysentery and other diseases are rampant, and there are long supply lines. Only a madman would fight such a war.
Fortunately, those guerrilla soldiers who walked out of "Savage Mountain" alive taught them a lot of survival experience, otherwise I really don't know how much combat effectiveness the Sichuan Army Corps would have after traveling a long way to get here.
Is it really going to be a big rout waiting for the Japanese army?
I hope what Lin Yue said is true.
Everyone is praying that things go as he says.
Meng Fangli took out a piece of compressed biscuit from his bag and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. The crumbs of the biscuit fell, and part of it stuck to his lips. It was as if they were coated with white powder. It was dry, astringent, and particularly uncomfortable.
"It's annoying."
At this time Bu La tugged on his sleeve and pointed towards the north.
Meng Fangla looked over with his binoculars and saw a Japanese army of several hundred men stumbling forward in the mud.
Some were missing their helmets, and their clothes were covered in large patches of mud.
Some were covered in sweat and staggered as they walked, looking like they might fall down at any moment.
Some were skinny, with sunken eye sockets, and their arms were bandaged and covered in blood.
Others used the Type 38 rifle as a crutch, tapping the ground and moving forward.
Just when he looked over, a soldier fell to the ground and struggled feebly in the mud. He wanted to get up. Someone was helping him. After a few pulls, he gave up and continued walking forward. , but the soldiers in the rear didn't seem to see their companions who fell on the ground, dragging their weak and tired bodies forward bit by bit.
There are no tanks, trucks, cannons, no heavy machine guns, and no light machine guns. They have abandoned all their heavy weapons, and they cannot even have one rifle per person.
Meng Fanlai rubbed his eyes, finding it difficult to accept.
From north to south, from Burma to the border of Yunnan, he had fought against Japanese soldiers for several years, but he had never seen Japanese soldiers so miserable. Even when they evacuated from Burma to Chanda, those who were ambushed by the Japanese army were severely attrited. The soldiers of the expeditionary force are in better condition than them.
"Hey, that man really got it right. The Japanese marched from north to south. This must be the worst defeat the army has ever suffered."
Meng Fanxiao squinted at the Japanese, thinking that this time he could make a comeback, and that the hardships he had endured during the hasty march had not been in vain.
"The Japanese are here too." Bu La pushed the helmet on his head and pushed the M3 submachine gun in his hand forward.
"Don't worry." Meng Fangli gave him a tug, looked around, and lowered his voice and said, "Let them pass, there must be more behind."
The crumbs of the compressed biscuits fell little by little into the moist soil.
As he said, this was just the vanguard of the Japanese army, and there were many more behind them, stretching out in a long line in the woods and mud.
The Japanese army, which was suffering from hunger, illness, failure, and fatigue, had very little combat effectiveness. If it weren't for the discipline they had cultivated over a long period of time, it would be an exaggeration to call them beggars.
"The Japanese cooked it for others?" Snake Butt said, glaring at Yubao, and placed two grenades in front of Bu La.
At this time, deputy battalion commander Kangba crawled over from behind.
"Colonel Lin said not to keep thinking about killing the enemy. Today's goal is to kill as many Japanese troops as possible."
Meng Fan glanced at him: "This guy is really insidious."
Judging from the current situation, the Japanese army experienced a major defeat in the Imphal Plateau. Presumably the British army and the expeditionary force have already launched a pursuit. This is why the wounded in the team fell to the ground and the surrounding soldiers turned a blind eye.
Don't just kill the enemy, just injure the enemy...
Hunger, physical exhaustion, blood loss, infectious diseases, hot and humid rainforest, difficult roads... There are all these things that can continuously damage health. Even if the Japanese soldiers are not fatally injured, they will most likely die on the road.
"I'm already worried about Tang Qi."
Kangba glanced at him: "What did you say?"
Bang!
Da da da da da!
boom! boom!
Before Meng Fan could reply, there was a burst of gunfire from ahead.
Li Wula, who was not far away, shouted "hit", and the soldiers from the third battalion ambushing in the bushes pulled the triggers one after another.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Da da da da~
Chug tug tug tug…
M1 Garand, M1 carbine, M3 submachine gun and Bren light machine gun fired in succession.
How much ammunition did the British Army's Lee-Enfield rifle carry? 5 rounds.
How much ammunition does the Japanese's Type 38 rifle carry? 5 shots.
What about China's 79 rifle? The same is 5 shots.
What about the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle? 8 rounds, and saves the time of pulling the bolt before the magazine is empty.
There are M3 submachine guns at close range, M1 carbines and Bren light machine guns at mid-range, and Japanese troops further away with M1 Garand semi-automatic rifles. On a higher ground, five M2 large-caliber Bronte heavy machine guns sprayed out clouds of bullets. Even the trees were broken apart, not to mention the human body. A hole would be as big as a bowl if hit, and limbs would be broken if hit. It would be unthinkable to have his hands and feet broken off, and to be left with a whole body after a few blows from the front.
This was an unmistakable massacre.
The Japanese army was blinded. They did not expect that there would be enemy troops ambushing behind them. Moreover, the situation was not comparable to that of guerrillas, but more like a fully armed U.S. military.
Not to mention the ordinary soldiers who were panicked, even the officers were at a loss of ideas.
Without geographical advantages or heavy weapons, what would be the result if a group of broken soldiers encountered an established U.S. soldier?
The answer is right in front of you.
The soldiers who tried to fight back fell one after another, the soldiers who were able to move began to run deeper into the dense forest, and the soldiers who were hit by bullets lay in the mud and wailed endlessly...
Accompanied by feeble running and screaming, the defeat happened again.
Nearly two brigades of Japanese vanguard troops ran around in the woods like headless flies.
Just like the ambush battle fought by Lin Yue when he led his men to retreat from Burma, the unsuspecting Japanese troops plunged into the pocket formation, leaving more than a thousand corpses on the front line that stretched for nearly one kilometer. The blood stained the mud. In the next half month, this place will be a paradise for flies, maggots, mosquitoes and crows.
The rout of the vanguard was like a toppled domino, disrupting the Japanese retreat plan.
There are also some combat-effective troops that are used as rear-end forces to delay the footsteps of the British-Indian Army and the Expeditionary Force in India. Who would have thought that a group of strongmen with firepower that is not inferior to the US military will suddenly appear in front.
As the soldiers of the Sichuan Army Corps with high morale quickly advanced northward, a bigger collapse occurred. More than 10,000 troops began to flee for their lives. The Sichuan Army Corps was interspersed along the Chindwin River in company units, like nine sharp blades that cooperated with each other tacitly. A hunting storm started.
Fear is contagious, especially on the losing side. Just as Lin Yue promised them before setting off, the Japanese fled like crazy, but the Sichuan Legion people did not chase crazy because some veterans followed Long Wenwen and Lin Yue in the dense forest counterattack and knew how to restrain the people around them to always maintain continuity. level organization.
Two squads of the Japanese army dared to attack the British airport with artillery bunkers. Now where is the Sichuan Army? What does nine units that are equivalent to a Japanese squadron, but have superior combat capabilities, mean to the enemy?
In the Battle of Imphal Plateau, the Japanese army invested more than 90,000 troops and suffered more than half of the casualties. The remaining 40% of the troops faced the waiting Sichuan Army and the Allied forces pursuing south. They wanted to fight but did not dare to fight because they would be held back by the Sichuan Army. , the main force of the Allied forces coming behind may eat up all the defeated troops. Their only option is to organize a suicide squad with some combat effectiveness to block the gun holes, and the remaining people flee eastward as much as possible.
To the east was a heavy rainforest. The morale of the Japanese army was low, they lacked food and clothing, and were exhausted. The various units had lost contact, even though what was waiting for them ahead was not Savage Mountain, but something better than Savage Mountain.
In this battle, Mutaguchi Lian also lost so much that his pants fell off.
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