My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 473
If the failure of Taunggyi has made Yamashita Fengwen difficult to parry, the sudden appearance of the armored brigade in the lower reaches of the Irrawaddy River is more like a sharp knife pierced in his heart, which made him feel extremely painful.

The so-called Mandalay defense plan of the Japanese army was to use the Taungji Nandu River and the Ayeyarwady River as the basic defense line, relying on the vast depth of Mandalay Province to attack and defend, and then relying on the two regiments riding bicycles Surprise Lashio after going around.

The strategic plan is good, but the world is unpredictable. First, the Yinlun troops were completely wiped out by the Huaxia Armored Brigade that suddenly appeared, and then the Fifth Division of Taunggyi stepped into a trap and was surrounded and eaten. Both ends were beaten into dogs. how to play?
Chen Jize did not choose to stop there. The armored brigade took the tank regiment as the vanguard and continued to advance southward. It took only three days to reach Meiktila after reaching the lower reaches of the Irrawaddy River.

It was still the tank regiment advancing, the armored regiment and the truck infantry in the rear, and the U.S. bombers in the sky also came to assist the gangsters. This heavy Japanese logistics city was easily taken by them without much resistance. An infantry brigade guarding here was basically wiped out. , Seized countless weapons and equipment and armaments.

The armored brigade also replenished the gasoline fuel and some food supplies consumed by the days of fighting here. As for other useless things... they were all burned up.

After attacking south for several days in a row, the soldiers were exhausted, but no one showed any dissatisfaction. Most of them were even very excited. They were not merciless in slaughtering little devils.

The armored brigade was unstoppable and invincible. In less than a week, it advanced several hundred kilometers from the upper reaches of the Ayeyarwady River to the south. It simply subverted everyone's imagination.

Now the mentality of the little devils in Mandalay can hardly be stretched. In the past two days, the morale of the troops has been low and absent-minded. The unknown enemy suddenly ran behind the buttocks. Who is it not to panic?
However, the actual situation is not only these, there are more desperate things waiting for them...

"Tell me, this little devil has actually built a new rifle, hey? But it still looks similar to Sanba Dagai."

In the camp, Fan Xiangwu was fiddling with a Japanese [-] rifle, held it up in front of his eyes, and kept commenting on it.

In appearance, it is not much different from the Type 1.5. The weight, length and basic structure of the two are similar. The 6.5-type 7.7mm caliber has become [-]mm.

"Deputy brigade commander, don't underestimate this thing. The power of the 77 bomb is much stronger than that of the previous 762 cover. It is the same as our [-]. Small eyes come in and big eyes come out."

Yuan Li walked in, and he also took out a Type [-] from the oilcloth box, and pulled the bolt with a bang. The handguard was very new but the processing was a bit rough, but the butter inside the bolt was still clearly visible, and it could be seen that these weapons were All brand new and unused.

"I didn't say I looked down on it. I think back in Shanxi, not to mention the [-] big cover, even the old sleeves were not enough. Back then, we used big knives to chop up little devils..."

Fan Xiangwu threw away the rifle in his hand, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.At the beginning, the Northwest Army was no better than the direct line. It would be a treasure if some Japanese equipment could be captured in the early days of the War of Resistance. But now, these big bolts are no longer looked down upon.

"Hehe, that's not true... People are dead compared to others, and goods are thrown away, but I don't understand... Why did this little devil design a tripod on this gun?"

As he said that, Yuan Li pulled away a monopod under the gun body. The length of nearly [-] centimeters was very abrupt. He didn't understand why the little devil installed a tripod on this rifle.

Is it to reduce recoil?But the infantry are basically "Voldemort", who would hold the rifle high to shoot, isn't that lighting the lamp in the toilet, looking for death?
The camp was filled with all kinds of weapons, and the two, driven by curiosity, kept picking up guns to check.

The Japanese are not without progress. They have seen a lot of new equipment recently, such as Type [-] rifles, Type [-] light machine guns, Type [-] vehicle-mounted heavy machine guns, etc...

The Japanese army, which has always advocated accurate shooting and saving ammunition, actually used the uniquely shaped Hundred-Type submachine gun. Although the number is small and the reliability is poor, it also shows that they are still investing in this war.

"Buck your dick...Yuan Sang, Fan Sang..."

"Ok??"

Suddenly a strange Japanese sentence came from the side, and the two turned their heads to see that it was Hong Mu who was learning Japanese in a strange manner.

This kid found a fart hat from nowhere and put it on his head, with a samurai sword in his hand, and swaggered in with bowed legs.

"Damn you brat! Be careful that the people below will shoot you if you see this kind of virtue." Fan Xiangwu cursed angrily, and hit him on the head.

"Hey, the little one who can jump has not been born yet. Hey, I'm talking about Lao Fan. Several boxes of sake were found in the garage at the back. Do you want to have a drink?" Throwing the curtain hat on the ground casually, he asked with a playful smile.

"Come on, that thing is not much worse than clear water, and it's boring to drink." Fan Xiangwu waved his hand, his face full of disgust.

Hong Mu wanted to make a joke, but suddenly noticed Chen Jize who was seriously drawing the battle map in the corner. He felt embarrassed to make trouble again, so he hurried over to say hello:

"Jize, everything has been sorted out, and the fuel has been replenished, where should we fight next?"

Chen Jize put down the pen and paper, stared at the map in front of him for a little thought, and said with a serious face: "It is enough to control the Meiktila area. This is the main road for the Japanese army to withdraw from the south, and it is also the only way for their reinforcements to go north. If everything goes well ...In two days, the little devils over in Mandalay should panic."

Originally, he wanted to continue to march south all the way to Yangon, but it was a pity that after passing Meiktila, the terrain became hilly and mountainous, which was not suitable for the rapid advance of armored troops and was prone to the risk of being ambushed.

Coupled with the days of fighting, the consumption of ammunition was very serious. Although some were supplemented by airdrops from the US military, the amount of ammunition still could not withstand the toss as it was at the beginning.

After all, the front line is too long, and apart from dropping a dozen parachute boxes from the sky from time to time, there is basically no normal logistical supplies.

In addition, many tanks and armored vehicles have some mechanical failures. The soldiers have been working overtime for maintenance in the past two days to ensure that the combat effectiveness of the troops will not be affected.

Fortunately, the Japanese army also hoarded gasoline in Meiktila, and added some fuel after occupying here, otherwise the dozens of iron lumps could only be turned into ground guns, and all tank soldiers had to use guns as infantry envoys.

Don't look at the long-distance raid, there are too many things to think about, exhaustion is written on Chen Jize's young face, but there is still a light in his eyes:
"Let the brothers rest for one night. We will set off tomorrow. If we don't give the little devils in Mandalay some ruthlessness, wouldn't such a big circle be in vain?"

"Hey, that's not right, I have to let the little devil taste what it's like to eat meat buns." Hong Mu agreed with a smile.

As long as the little devils in Mandalay are wiped out, the Japanese army's troops in Myanmar will basically be depleted. At that time, who can stop their 88th Army's script?

(End of this chapter)