"Send a message to Gao Jiren, leave a regiment to take care of the armored troops, let the truck carry other infantry first, and the engineer regiment must also follow as soon as possible. Be sure to arrive at Lashio within two days!"

Liao Mingyu issued an order decisively, two days...the maximum limit is already. If today is included, Long Wen and his team would hold on to Lashio for three days and three nights, or without insufficient support ammunition.

If you look at the strategic map, you can find that Liao Mingyu and his team are in a very special position. The troops stationed in India and the Japanese troops in Myitkyina are in the north of the map, while Lashio is in the middle of Myanmar, and the northeast of Mandalay is in the important town of Mandalay.

As for the third division, it was just in the middle of the two places, like a quick knife that divided the Japanese in northern Myanmar into two, and at the same time, it also blocked the retreat of the Myitkyina Japanese army to the southeast in terms of geographical location.

So this is also the reason why the Allied forces wanted Liao Mingyu to attack north and intend to form a clamp attack on the Japanese army. From a global perspective, no one can have such an excellent attack position as he did.

However, the battlefield situation is not absolute. If the Indian army cannot open up the situation for a short time and the Lashio in the south is taken back by the Japanese, then the one who is attacked from both sides is likely to become Liao Mingyu himself.

So... whoever can win Lashio can continue to gain an advantage, and this place has become a decisive place.

Thinking of this, Liao Mingyu shook his head helplessly, and his two brows frowned involuntarily: "By the way, contact the Zenda Command and the 14th Air Force of the US Army and ask them for air support."

"It's a genital!"

The battle situation in Lashio was beyond the reach of Liao Mingyu in Wanding. This is the last thing he could do for Long Wen. I hope everything will not develop in the worst direction...

Time passed slowly, and the air was still filled with water vapor, but a ray of sunlight had dissipated through the mist and sprinkled lazily on the ground. This was the second day after a ball of snatched Lashio.

The birds chirped on the treetops, as if witnessing the hard work of the people below. Under the command of the soldiers, they had dug two positions in succession, located on two hillsides southeast of the military camp. They were surrounded by Meng Fan, Bu La and Yaoma, and others led their respective troops to guard the top.

In addition to the mortars brought to the railway station by Long Wen, Meng Fanle gathered the remaining artillery soldiers in the open space next to the military camp.

The location here is quite tricky, just behind two hillsides, which can not only provide support in front of you at any time but also avoid enemy artillery fire.

The entire military camp is located at the corner behind these two hillsides, so it is feasible to arrange the position here. Moreover, these two hillsides are intertwined, and the mountains are not high but quite round, and are affectionately named "Shuangfeng Mountain".

"Don't be lazy. Dig deeper trenches and anti-aircraft pits. This is a life-saving thing. Move those sleepers to me and strengthen the position!"

"Milong, who asked you to place heavy firepower on the first and second lines? I think the Japanese grenade launcher was not accurate enough? Mom moved back!"

"Who... the mortar is hidden in the warehouse. Don't expose the firepower when fighting, and then hit him at the critical moment."

Long Wen's unscrupulous voice sounded from the train station. He was like a strict supervisor, not letting his subordinates take any care of it.

There are many fortification bunkers here that can be put into use with a little repair. They have picked up the Japanese ready-made ones.

But Long Wen still asked the soldiers to dig more trenches and rings, because this place will soon become the most fiercely contested place between the two sides.

The focus of Lashio is on this railway station and the railway that continues to extend south. The enemy is definitely thinking about how to control the station first when they come, so the pressure here should be the greatest.

Milong's third battalion had more than 600 heads all arranged to defend here. In addition, Long Wen also drew a company of troops from the other two battalions to strengthen it, with a total of nearly 1,000 people. It can be said that he attaches great importance to the station's defense line.

"Ph! What's this thing? Why do you put miscellaneous and vegetable leaves in the can?"

Milong was holding a canned beef to eat, but he regretted it as soon as he sipped it. The expected meat smell was not at all, but his mouth was full of disgusting blood.

There is no meat in the canned food, it contains all the internal organs of unknown animals and a little vegetable leaves, and some solidified bloodshots that make it even more disgusting. The Japanese are now starting to eat this thing?

Milong was so angry that he threw away the canned food and grabbed a bottle of sake to rinse his mouth. The strange smell in his mouth made him frown.

I used to drink sake from Japanese devils, but at that time I felt that the wine tasted so light. Now, not only does it have no alcohol taste, but it tastes sour and astringent. Are there any foods used to make wine?

"Damn it, is there anyone who ruined food like this??"

At this time, Long Wen walked from afar, cursing and picked up the can that was thrown on the ground by Milong.

"Is this thing eaten by humans? Then what... I dare say that I can't even smell dog meat." Milong grinned and complained unhappily.

"What's wrong with dog meat? If you don't eat it, it even eats shit! What about you? You won't say that when you're hungry for another two days."

Long Weng snorted coldly, not thinking it was dirty. He grabbed the meat in the can and stuffed it into his mouth, and said while chewing it, "...well... tsk tsk... it's not that bad."

Now everyone in the team has less than one day's food ration left. If you still think this is the only thing you can do to starve. Fortunately, some food was confiscated in the Japanese camp, but it can only last for two or three days at most.

I don’t know what these Japanese logistics teams do for food. There are quite a lot of weapons in a military city, but the food is pitifully small.

Little did they know that the Japanese army's lack of logistics supply lines have gradually emerged. The entire island country was armed and was tightly blocked by the US military. Famines have already started in the country. People are unable to feed themselves and a large number of civilians starve to death. In this way, one of the few rations must be given priority to the army.

But even so, some front-line troops still did not receive normal supply, and the refined rice turned into crude brown rice. There was no meat in the canned beef, all of them were beef blood and internal organs. Insufficient supply was already normal, and many Japanese troops solved it themselves in the local area.

This is still the end of 1943, and their situation will only worsen if another year comes.

However, at this time, Long Wenhua had no thoughts. After taking a few bites, he threw the canned food to Milong and said, "Okay, let the brothers collect everything they eat, save some food for two meals a day. I don't want to dig the bark of banana trees again..."

"Report... Report to the regiment commander!" A soldier ran over panting, and then immediately reported with a breath: "Huh... the sentry in the south discovered the little Japanese!"

"Looking at the same time, how many people are there?"

"There are about two teams with less than a hundred people, probably the vanguard of the Japanese army, who are searching for the station." The soldier added.

After listening to Long Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, less than a hundred people dared to touch them so blatantly, and a terrifying murderous aura suddenly rose:
Chapter completed!