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"Reply to the official words, our division's main force is in the Xiaogang River to the north, and there are still some Japanese people fighting stubbornly. There are about two companies that we have attacked this area and are cleaning up one by one." The platoon leader did not dare to neglect the rank of lieutenant colonel on the other party's head, and quickly stood attentive and replied.

Hong Mu nodded and said nothing more. He knew that it was not the time to exchange greetings. He simply responded to a few words and took his men away. There were still many Japanese soldiers waiting to clean up on the battlefield.

As time goes by, gunfire is gradually decreasing, and the city is full of expeditionary soldiers, while the number of Japanese troops is getting smaller and smaller. The Japanese have tried their best but still cannot change the one-sided situation. Myitkyina has completely fallen.

However, in addition to the madmen who were covered with explosives and shouting onboard, some Japanese soldiers who were afraid of death were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

The despair was suffocating. These people were quite clear-headed, and some of them were recruits who were sent to the battlefield by the base camp. **** were not brainwashed them thoroughly enough. They did not hesitate to face the test of life and death and chose the former without hesitation.

Anyway, failure is a foregone conclusion, and no matter how hard they struggle, they will be useless. They don’t want to accompany the senior officers to die. They only have one life. It’s no better than anything else to survive?

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At around 3 pm, the remnants of the Japanese army were basically cleared, and a large number of blue sky and white sun flags were erected in Myitkyina City. This large city in northern Myanmar, which was captured by the Japanese army for more than a year, was finally recaptured by the expeditionary army.

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Several military jeeps drove into the city, and the road was full of soldiers patrolling and guarding, as well as corpses who were cleaning up the remains.

Liao Mingyu sat in the passenger seat and quietly observed the almost ruined city.

Myitkyina covers an area of ​​thirteen square kilometers from north to south. It is known as the largest city in northern Myanmar. In fact, it is just a large town formed by a few towns. Before the Japanese army occupied it, there were not even a few buildings with more than three floors.

As a transportation hub connecting India, China and southern Myanmar, the permanent population reached more than 200,000 at that time, and many overseas Chinese lived here. However, the Japanese died and fled after coming. The rest were also captured by the Japanese and acted as coolies for building fortifications. Less than one ten survived to this day.

"You three regiments have captured a lot of prisoners." Liao Mingyu stretched out and asked casually.

Along the way, Japanese prisoners of war were seen with guns pointed at their heads everywhere. These pigs and dogs were disguised and squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms. There was no such thing as the arrogance of the past.

"Returning to Jun's throne, more than 300 Japanese prisoners were captured, and there should be many in the friendly army."

Chen Jize's eyes were cold, and he held the steering wheel in his hand and stared at the front without turning around. Only Liao Mingyu could enjoy such treatment if he was driven by a brigade commander himself.

"Didn't you tell you that our master doesn't want any prisoners? Keeping these slags is a waste of air." Liao Mingyu curled his lips and complained without hesitation.

Chen Jize raised his eyebrows unconsciously. Jun Zuo's intention to kill is still so great, but now he is not as good as before. He looks at several thousand pairs of eyes, and he has to be more cautious about the matter of prisoners of war.

"Before the Beishi had time to report to you, General Stilwell had just issued a telegram for the entire army, and he ordered all troops to gather all prisoners of war together for centralized management. Moreover,... he was coming from Pawala, India, on military plane, asking us to arrive at the 38th Division station on time before 8 o'clock in the evening, saying that there was an important matter to discuss."

Hearing this, Liao Mingyu frowned, and the cigarette that was about to put into his mouth stopped in mid-air.
Chapter completed!