My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Wherever they looked, the ghost soldiers were packing up the luggage and equipment in full swing. They all wore weaved grass rings on their heads, and even the cannon mounts were covered with weeds to play a concealed role.

The location of this camp is quite particular, with mountains on both sides leaning against it, which can easily block the enemy's artillery attacks.

The middle col is covered with many thick shrubs, which can not only provide a shelter, but also not have no place to stay like the deep forest. The small mountain cannon can just be hidden in it.

If necessary, this mountain depression can instantly become an ideal shooting position for artillery, and even if the position is exposed after firing, they can quickly hide in the surrounding mountain forests to avoid aerial detection.

Even if there are fighter planes dive-bombing, the nearby jungle terrain can provide them with excellent cover, which can minimize losses in unexpected situations.

"The devil is smart, the artillery can play guerrilla, and we are on the side that is led by the nose and doesn't know where to go."

In a patch of grass on the hillside, Chen Xinmin, who was observing with a telescope, couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Hey, the more times you get beaten, the better you will be." The instructor replied with a sneer, but from his expression, it could be seen that he was very dignified at the moment.

All the soldiers of the reconnaissance company were lying in ambush, quietly waiting for the order from their company commander.

The tactics of the Japanese army in the past were very simple. It was nothing more than artillery bombardment, infantry rushing, and if they couldn't rush in, the artillery continued to bombard.

This will definitely not work!

Fang Jingyao looked at the contents of the telegram in his hand and remained silent. The enemy's position was too far back, and it was a little bit reluctant to fight with artillery.
It turned out that just now, the communications corps had contacted the regiment headquarters and reported the coordinates of the enemy artillery. The regiment headquarters did not dare to neglect, and immediately reported this important information to the army command.

Fang Jingyao just thought about it for a while before making a decision: "Send this coordinate to Mandalay Airport immediately and ask them to send a bomber formation to the area immediately!"

The more this happened, the more Chen Xinmin didn't want to tell him, so he pushed him away angrily, turned his head and told the others:
"Calm down first, recharge your energy and replenish your strength. I'm ugly to say the least. When it's time to perform, whoever throws me off again, don't blame me for sending him to a gun!"

The second platoon leader, who was already emotional, muttered in a low voice, but these words were still heard clearly by the sharp-eared Chen Xinmin.

"The times have changed, this war is not just relying on manpower, don't just rush forward like a bull, you have to use your brain, you know?" Chen Xinmin said mysteriously with a smile on his lips.

Fang Jingyao stroked his beard, and inadvertently glanced at the interactive map of the two armies on the front line, and suddenly his eyes lit up:
"Send an order to immediately inform the 013 and 014 regiments on the front line to move towards the fourth area. The 203rd Division cooperates with Pathein River's troops to launch an attack from the flank. The 202nd Division is a reserve team waiting for orders at any time..."

Chen Xinmin scolded angrily with a dark face. Although he was confident, he was not at the point of arrogance.

"We only have such a small number of people, and we don't have heavy firepower yet. Tell me how to fight? Don't use your brains..."

Hearing this, the surrounding soldiers all showed puzzled expressions. Could it be that there are still support troops coming at this moment?

Chen Xinmin nodded in satisfaction, said his hard work, and then continued to observe the enemy's movements with the binoculars.

Seeing the company commander's cold gaze, the second platoon commander shrank his neck and closed his mouth tactfully.

At this moment, the instructor moved to the front from the bushes behind him, handed Chen Xinmin a walkie-talkie, and said, "Old Chen, everything has been arranged, and they will arrive in about half an hour."

Immediately, a stone flew over the head of the second platoon leader. Although it didn't hit it, it still surprised the talkative guy.

"Hey... company commander, what's going on? Let the brothers know the truth?" Li Shuanggui was the one who couldn't bear it the most, wanting to know what was going on.

So now the little devil also had to start to re-examine himself, and began to try a lot of new strategic and tactical ideas. In fact, they were all cognitions in exchange for bloody lessons. In the end, he was afraid of being beaten and had to make changes.

"Company commander, tell me, how should we fight?"

"Go, go, don't bother me, just stay with me, and you will have a chance to show off..."

Seeing the company commander's confident appearance, everyone was confused, but they could only do it honestly, and only the instructor who smiled helplessly next to him knew the plan behind it.

Just after a series of investigations, the Japanese army on the opposite side said that there were at least 500 people. Although a large part of them were artillery, they were by no means comparable to their dozens of small companies that lacked ammunition.

On the other side, the new army headquarters...

This kind of backward tactical thinking that lacks new ideas and has never changed was beaten very hard by the tank armor and automatic weapons of the 88th Army in subsequent battles.

"Let me just say... If you find the devil, there is nothing you can do about it. At this point, people can only stare blankly..."

In particular, the cooperation of heavy artillery firepower and air fighter support turned their proud fortress into a living target for passive attack. As long as they dared to fight positional warfare, the end would be quite miserable.

"Yes!" The staff officer immediately agreed.

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"What are you complaining about? You're the only one with a fucking mouth?"

The third platoon leader rubbed his head in embarrassment, thinking about it, it was not easy to kill so many people on the other side, even when the investigation system was complete, let alone now.

After thinking about it, Fang Jingyao was still worried, because the east of the Pasheng River was a large area of ​​bushes and jungles. If the bombers were not clearly marked at high altitude, it would be difficult to achieve precise strikes. Generally, they could only drop a bunch of bombs roughly. If there is no harvest, it depends on God's will.

The honest and honest third platoon leader asked a very idiotic question, and Chen Xinmin immediately attracted a big blow to his head.
"Fuck you! Can't you see how many little devils are down there?"

Because the position of the Japanese artillery is relatively backward, it cannot be effectively attacked by division-level artillery alone, and the enemy has already begun to move...

"Send a report to that reconnaissance team, keep track of the enemy's whereabouts, find a way to provide direction markings when the bomber formation arrives, and...if necessary, stop the opponent at all costs, and never let them go out of sight again Get low and slip away!"

"understand!"

It is not Fang Jingyao's real purpose to let the frontline troops launch an attack now, but to confuse the Japanese army and make them mistakenly think that they will take over the whole front.

At this time, the pressure on the devils will be great. The artillery unit will definitely receive another order to support the front line. Now that the exact location is known, as long as the opponent dares to show his face, it will be the time for their destruction.

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