My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 556
Most of the Japanese troops in Burma were huddled in Nay Pyi Taw and Pingmana. There are relatively few mountains and hills in this area, but there are still extremely vast jungles as cover.

Fang Jingyao's strategy is very simple. First, let the bombers use napalm bombs to "grill" a large area, clear out the dense jungle that was used as a cover by the Japanese army, and then cooperate with the infantry and gather the artillery units of the two main regiments to launch a wave. Nursing coverage, the infantry attacked Nay Pyi Taw and Pingmana from four directions at the same time in a pincer offensive.

In fact, there are not many Japanese troops stationed in the Nay Pyi Taw area, and there are only one and a half regiments at full strength, and they are distributed on hundreds of square kilometers of land. The strength of the troops has long been dwarfed by comparison.

The Japanese who were hit by napalm bombs hurriedly withdrew from the frontline positions, and the traps they prepared in the jungle disappeared in an instant. Not only that, but the rear positions were also violently bombarded.

The shells fell one after another among the mountains and forests, and the mud splashed everywhere covered a vast expanse. The flames could be clearly seen from several kilometers away. Such intensity felt that the top of the mountain was about to be flattened.

Many little devils can't figure it out, those hills where there are not many people stationed in the first place, they are bombed by planes and cannons in turn, as for it?Is this the fucking Chinese army? It's even richer than Yankees.

In the gap between the artillery fire, the two main regiments moved to the front line early and got ready. After a while, the bombardment impact point began to extend backwards, and behind them... three signal flares went straight into the sky, which marked that the order to attack had been sounded !
The commanders of each team gave an order, and the offensive officially kicked off. The soldiers took squads as units, and under the cover of various firepower points, they rushed towards the Japanese army aggressively.

The Merrill detachment was not idle either, and all five combat brigades were engaged in the battle, cooperating with the main force.

The battle seemed to be in full swing from the very beginning. The radio of the forward headquarters was never disconnected. The battle report was piled up on the table like snowflakes.

Fang Jingyao stood aside and stared at the sand table, pointing and changing the details from time to time. Now the main force has achieved wireless short-wave communication, and the penetration rate is very high. Orders will be sent to the front line as soon as possible. High-level units can directly contact the headquarters of the front regiment by leapfrogging, which saves a lot of trouble, and can quickly request fire support.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there is an indescribable anger in his calm eyes,

It is impossible to say that you don't care about the death of your father. If you really want to express something, then let the Japanese feel despair and pain on the battlefield.

Around [-]:[-] p.m., the [-]rd Battalion and [-]th Company of the [-]st Regiment captured the high ground on the left flank of the Japanese army, and the [-]st Battalion of the [-]nd Regiment rushed into Pimana City and started street fighting with the Japanese army...

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, according to the guidance of aerial reconnaissance, the artillery attacked a train station behind the Japanese army, blowing up a large amount of military supplies...

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the outer defense lines were occupied one by one. The little devils began to withdraw their troops and retreated along the Dawati line. A group took advantage of the situation to occupy Nay Pyi Taw and continued to advance south...

In just one day, the Japanese defense lines at Nay Pyi Taw and Pingmana were broken, and more than 800 Japanese soldiers held fast, and were divided and surrounded by some strongholds by the soldiers of the expeditionary force pouring in like a tide. It is only a matter of time before the destruction of the .

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In a material camp of a certain unit of the Third Division on the front line, soldiers were processing various materials sent from the rear. Heavy trucks drove here without stopping too much, and left in a hurry after unloading.

"Hi~!"

The sound of horses came one after another. In addition to transport trucks of different sizes, there were hundreds of military horses of all kinds in the camp. They were eating grass in the stables, and they would neigh cheerfully from time to time.

These military horses are all heavy draft horses from the British guys, and they are used to replace cars to transport supplies in places with inconvenient transportation. Among them, more than a dozen are extremely strong British native Shar horses. Compared with their size, The Japanese and those Orientals can only be reduced to side dishes when they see it.

Each Shire horse is very tall and mighty. It is about [-] meters tall. It is less than the shoulder height of an ordinary soldier, and its weight reaches about one ton. A single horse can easily drag several tons of heavy objects. Moving forward, the phrase "a skinny camel is bigger than a horse" doesn't work well in front of Sharma.

The company commander, Huang Daming, was riding on a tall horse, and he kept stroking the beautiful mane on the horse's neck with a smile on his face, as if looking at a lover.

The Shire horse under his crotch has broad and powerful shoulders, a slender and well-proportioned neck and body, and well-developed muscles all over the body.

"Huang Lianchang, you've been looking at it all day, if you really like it... why don't I pick one for you, and take this big horse back to the tent to play slowly at night?"

"Hahaha…"

Seeing him so engrossed, the platoon leader of the supply battalion who was in charge of feeding the horses next to him couldn't help joking, and everyone laughed when he said this.

"I don't understand me, I don't understand, clear my nose! I don't have the same knowledge as you, but you can give me this horse."

Huang Daming, who was born in the Northwest, has been dealing with horses since he was a child. His family used to be a herdsman who raised horses. He loves good horses like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman.

"Well, don't look at it. It's tall and strong. It's even more timid than a donkey. Last time in Pingmana, when the second regiment's cannon fired, these cowards were so frightened that they almost didn't give me my horse. Yang."

The transportation platoon leader threw down the horse brush, and complained with disgust on his face.

Although Sharma is strong and full of strength, it is too timid. It is not expected to be a war horse, and it is also very expensive, especially in this hot tropical rainforest. It is easy to get sick. In order to feed these four-legged ancestors, a row of It takes a lot of effort to grow.

"Okay, Lao Zhou, I won't chat with you anymore. This horse belongs to me now. You have to watch out for me. If anything goes wrong, I won't let you go!" Huang Daming turned over and patted Xia Xia. Erma's strong tendons are full of love in his eyes.

"Hey, what's the matter? Lively? Robbery? You three regiments are really more devils than devils, why do you want to choke in your pockets when you see any good things? You are not afraid that the gendarmerie will invite you Go drink tea?" The platoon leader couldn't help but angrily said.

"Hey, then you have to go and tell our group." Huang Daming was not ashamed but proud, with his hips on his hips and a big smile on his face full of pride.

The transportation platoon leader was speechless, and he really had no reason to meet the unreasonable soldiers of the third main force regiment.

The barracks was very lively, and the commander would let the heavy soldiers count and sort them, and then load them into vehicles one by one according to the needs of the frontline troops.

The soldiers on guard were distributed in twos and threes around the guard posts. This was not the front line of the battle, so they were not too vigilant. They just walked back and forth with their guns on their backs, chatting with their companions from time to time.

"who!?"

A sharp-eyed soldier suddenly noticed movement in the woods, and immediately raised his gun and shouted over there.

(End of this chapter)