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Three hundred and seventieth chapters prodigal son

"Report to the deputy regiment commander, just received an order, all the troops on the front line suspended the attack and waited for the next order."

"What!?"

Hong Mu, who was sweating profusely, was surprised. His half-faced, burned by mustard gas, was thrusting unconsciously, and he didn't understand why he was giving the enemy a breath.

He pulled the radio walkie-talkie of the communications soldier and asked impatiently: "What are you doing, Lao Chen? Why did we suddenly stop just after we took down the outer position?"

"The heavy artillery position has been moved forward, and we still have two tons of shells. When the artillery regiment washes the Japanese again, you will rush to minimize casualties as much as possible... Sisi..."

"Haha, he really comes from a wealthy family, so arrogant..." Hong Mu shook his head, put down his walkie-talkie and complained helplessly.

Now the Third Division is rich and powerful. Before coming, the seat seemed to have given nearly 300,000 tons of shells, which was enough for him to do whatever he wanted.

The recent miserable situation of a regiment in Lashio has made all the troops feel quite moved. Since then, Liao Mingyu has also repeatedly ordered the regiments to act carefully and minimize the number of casualties. After all, it is quite difficult to replenish troops in a foreign country.

Especially since the establishment of the third regiment, the third regiment has been full of Boze. The defense of Nujiang was almost destroyed once, and the counterattack of Nantianmen was destroyed again. When fighting Longling and fighting Mangshi, it was not the most casualty unit in the entire division. The soldiers and officers have been replaced several times.

Although the three regiments are famously fierce and everyone dares to fight to the death, it is undoubtedly a disadvantage to use human life to exchange for victory unless necessary.

As for humans... they always have to go through difficulties and hardships to grow. Several major casualties have also made Chen Jize take it as a warning. The army cannot blindly pursue courage and ignore the life and death of soldiers. It is a good general to obtain the greatest victory at the minimum cost.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The deafening explosion sounded throughout the sky, and Bamo City, which was already devastated, was bombarded by the artillery regiment again.

Almost all the buildings in Bamo City are made of wooden structures, and there are many townhouses, so this feature is naturally unconcealed by Hawkeye, the front-line observation post.

According to the requirements of the observation post, Li Wula used a large number of gel incendiary bombs, which contained a small amount of thick gasoline and chemical aluminum thermal agent. Although it was not as terrifying as the napalm bombs carried by the fighter jets, its combustion was still quite fierce.

A raging fire broke out at the place where the shell exploded, and a large number of wooden houses became the best fire-induced materials. Bamo instantly fell into a sea of ​​fire. The flames expanded its minions unscrupulously, sweeping the frenzy to try to cover all places under its rule.

"Good guy... can this fire be extinguished if it doesn't burn for a day?" Hong Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead and murmured to himself.

"Second...sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-s

The soldier next to him couldn't help swallowing his saliva, looking at the terrifying sea of ​​fire that was soaring into the sky, a hint of fear emerged in his heart.

"What's the hurry? Go in as a roasted suckling pig? Wait and see what the situation is..."

The fire spread very quickly, and the chain reaction caused by the incendiary bomb was quite terrifying. Even if you were far away, you could feel the scorching heat. You can imagine the Japanese inside.

The wooden houses were crackling with crackling, and the deadly smoke made people sick. Countless Japanese people were burned to pieces by the fire. They were frightened like mice in the oven and ran around, with desperate and painful roars filling the entire town.

The Japanese army was already desperate, and staying here again was undoubtedly waiting for death. However, even after this, the shelling was not over. Many Japanese devils could no longer bear such torture and fled out frantically.

Nagashima had long known which shell turned into ashes. The alive Japanese were also in a mess, running away and suicide.

Some fanatics even rushed out of the defense line desperately and shouted, Long Live the Emperor and launched a suicide charge towards the enemy.

But the soldiers who were waiting for their hard work were eager to let the grandsons run out and die. The machine gun and mortar immediately greeted them and shot these sinful dwarfs from the island nation one by one.

However, it is a relief for these Japanese devils. Instead of suffering in that purgatory, it is better to rush out and end the pain. At least you can die more happily and decently.

...

"Report to attend the seat! The Bamo front line sent a telegram!"

At around 6 o'clock that evening, the Nankan Division Headquarters received a battle report from the Third Regiment. After the communications soldier translated the message, he immediately ran to Liao Mingyu. The uncontrollable excitement could be seen from his face.

"read"

"Yes! Our troops fought with the Japanese army for one day. Now they have removed all the strongholds and fortifications along the way, successfully captured Bamo, Bulishan and other areas, and wiped out the 49th enemy revolver, with more than 600 casualties..."

"Haha, okay! Chen Jize did not disappoint me. He is worthy of being a top student who graduated from the Virginia Military Academy. He is a great achievement!"

This good news made Liao Mingyu laugh out loud, and his words did not hide his praise and affirmation to Chen Jize.

I originally thought that the North Army would delay two to three days in Bamo. After all, the Japanese army would have been operating here for more than a year, but I didn't expect that they ended the battle in just one day, which was really unexpected.

"I can do it, three regiments attack one regiment and replace me. If we had such strong firepower in Lashio, we wouldn't have played like that... But that little white face is indeed a little capable."

Meng Hanye, who was beside him, pouted with disdain and complained sourly. Even though he said that, he was still very happy for the victory of the Third Group from the bottom of his heart.

"You guy, okay! Are you still worried about Lashio? Besides, your face is not much darker than him." Liao Mingyu cursed with anger. This grandson will not feel happy if he doesn't harm people any day.

In fact, the reason why the offensive progressed so quickly was directly related to Changdao, who commanded the 49th Regiment. If he hadn't been timid in gathering the troops together before the battle, Chen Jize and the others would not have fought so smoothly.

The routine used by the Japanese people is that as long as they are in a passive state, they like to rely on the fortress bunker fortification groups and several front and back defense lines to defend. They delay the enemy's offensive and then take several counterattacks at night. While killing the enemy, they repeatedly seize strategic areas and form a tug-of-warning of the opponent.

Such a defense system can often have excellent results in facing domestic troops with poor equipment and lack of heavy firepower. This is how Tengchong's 56th Division delayed the two armies for two months.

Looking at the "craziness" of the Japanese army in defensive operations during the War of Resistance Against Japan, they gave our army a headache during defensive operations. They were hysterical in the battle. This defense method of fighting to the last soldier is no different from that of wild beasts. This defense has also made them stage a scene of "breaking out of the siege" in China and Myanmar battlefields many times.

However, the same tactics are still not enough in the face of absolute strength.

The Third Division troops with heavy firepower and equipment advantages are not afraid of such a stubborn tactic. As long as you don’t hide in the forest and play guerrillas, it would be strange if you don’t fight head-on and don’t beat you up.

After so long observation, Liao Mingyu also discovered that the system's routines were: as long as the battle was beautiful and he had little casualties, the reward would definitely come, and it was possible to unlock some more powerful equipment.

Just as Liao Mingyu was still thinking that life was getting better and better, the correspondent opened the next page of the telegram:

"In addition, due to combat, the troops consume a lot of ammunition, and there are not many artillery shells left in each unit, and the artillery regiment reserves are almost exhausted. I hope the gang can replenish them as soon as possible. The materials required are as follows: 2,000 155-caliber grenades, 105-caliber grenades..."

The smile like a spring breeze stopped abruptly, but it was a look of surprise and horror. Liao Mingyu couldn't help but twitch, as if three black lines were hanging on his face.

"Damn! Fucking a prodigal son! There are 300,000 tons of shells! I'll get a total of 300,000 tons of shells in eight Mo and it will cause me a disaster!?"

"Uh...this..." Faced with the questioning and roar of the genitals, the communications soldier was so scared that he stood there and didn't know how to answer.

"Puga..." Meng Analo almost laughed out loud. The genitals are really a dog-like face. They were talking and laughing just now and now they are cursing.

But when Liao Mingyu turned his eyes that were so cold that he wanted to kill, he was so scared that he immediately covered his mouth, for fear of causing trouble.

Liao Mingyu took a few deep breaths and tried his best to suppress the ups and downs of emotions. He said that the front line was so good that the logistics department cursed. It was not until now that he finally realized Smith's mood. It was tears if he said too much...
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