My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

The battle at night is even more difficult. This dark environment is a great challenge for both the offensive and defensive sides.

You don't know where the enemies will appear or where the bullets will come from. Many times, even if the barrel of the gun is red, you may not necessarily kill a few enemies.

The Japanese army usually took advantage of the darkness of night to launch a wave of banzai charges, relying on the crowd offensive and momentum suppression to overcome the opponent's inner defense line.

This is indeed simple and effective, but the cost is huge. Using human lives to fill the gap in equipment and situation can only provide a short-term advantage, and it is done as a last resort.

And this time the expeditionary force will not give the opponent another chance. With the advantage of equipment, countless flares are like light bulbs hanging in the night sky, never stopping for a moment.

The soldiers no longer only passively defended at night as usual, but took turns to take the initiative to attack, compressing the Japanese army's living space and not giving them any breathing time.

The battle lasted from morning until midnight, and until dawn the next day, there were still gunshots on the battlefield.

Countless bodies fell to the ground. The Japanese troops kept retreating in the encirclement. It was not that they didn't want to stand out, but it was difficult to launch a large-scale counterattack. The command system had long been in chaos, and they could only be divided and eliminated in a situation where they were fighting on their own.

After a day and night of hard fighting, everyone is exhausted. This is not only a competition of tactical equipment, but also a competition of willpower. Depending on which side fails to hold on first, all previous efforts will be in vain.

However, at dawn, a new round of offensive by the expeditionary force was launched again. The team that had withdrawn to rest last night rushed to the battlefield again, and the few remaining Japanese troops could no longer hold their strength.

Not long after, a 90-man Japanese army in Yangon's Chengnan District raised a white flag and surrendered to the expeditionary force.

The soldiers rushed to the position and saw rows of little Japanese kneeling on the ground with their hands raised. The situation of this group of Japanese was very bad. They had run out of ammunition and almost all of them were injured.

Their giving up also marked the end of this offensive and defensive battle.

As long as there is a leader, the rest will start to follow suit. It didn't take long for more and more Japanese surrender teams to be organized in most positions.

These Japs who were willing to raise the white flag basically had their officers killed in battle, they themselves were seriously injured, they had run out of ammunition and food, and they were forced into desperation and did not dare to sacrifice their lives for the country.

As for those die-hards who fought to the end, they either fell under a hail of bullets or committed suicide. The remaining grassroots officers and ordinary soldiers dared to risk their lives when they saw that the situation was over.

At the same time, in the expeditionary force's forward headquarters, Liao Mingyu's heart that had been hanging all night finally fell.

The Japs were no longer able to organize an effective counterattack. The Japanese troops from the city to the southwest region surrendered or committed suicide. It was basically impossible to escape.

There is still some resistance in the large buffer zone to the northeast. And just now, the Japanese over there realized something was wrong and began to break out.

The 510th Regiment and the Mountain Artillery Battalion of the th Division, which were responsible for blocking the rear, were also involved in the battle. The division commander Gao Xijiang personally commanded and was bound to annihilate all the enemies here.

If these defeated generals were let go, Liao Mingyu would not be able to punish him, and he would not be able to see anyone.

...

"Sending a report to the Third Main Regiment, why are they still advancing in depth? Their mission is not to pursue."

"Reporting to the Chief of Staff, Commander Zhang is not at the command post. I heard from the staff officer of the Third Regiment that he has led the team to the front line, and the leading troops have reached Duokan."

Dokan is a coastal town southeast of Yangon. It is located deep behind enemy lines. It was originally planned to be handed over to the 200 Division for attack. Unexpectedly, Milong rushed so fast that it almost reached the seaside. "His uncle! Let the artillery pay close attention to the attack direction of the third regiment and prepare fire support at any time."

Meng Fan was so angry that he yelled, "None of these grandsons can worry, do they still act like commanders?"

Long Wenwen was like this. He ran to the front line early. The leaders of the three main regiments under him were like this. They rushed to the front line as if they had been given blood.

The powerful combat effectiveness of the Honorable Third Division is certainly supported by equipment and firepower, but it also benefits from the desperate character of all officers and soldiers from top to bottom.

Although it is not really said that regiment commanders and division commanders should charge forward with the soldiers, the soldiers know that the commander is not far behind them. How can that be said to be without clothes? The spirit of Tongzi always inspires them to fight bravely against the enemy.

However, this was also a hardship for the combat staff of the headquarters. As the chief of staff of the division, Meng Fangliao and the other staff were so busy that they were almost beside themselves.

Various battle reports are piling up, and all units must be adjusted according to the frontline battle conditions to formulate follow-up battle plans.

Glancing at the silhouette that had been silent for a long time next to him, Meng Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't know what Jun Zuo was thinking about at the moment.

Liao Mingyu stared at the battle map on the wall.

I stood there quietly for an hour.

The situation on the battlefield in Yangon has been decided, and the system has readily given three opportunities to extract equipment in advance.

But this time, his luck was not so good. For the first time, he got a 128mm cannon from the Soviet Union. For the expeditionary force that now has almost a complete set of American equipment, this artillery is of little use, and it is not suitable for the jungle. Mountain combat.

The second time was the SVT-40 semi-automatic rifle. The gun is a good gun, but it is obviously unlikely to be used to replace the Garand M1 installed by the entire army.

The third time it turned out to be Soviet equipment, the BA-64 armored vehicle. Although it was also a good infantry fighting vehicle, it was still unsatisfactory compared to the American "Greyhound".

Three times in a row, I picked up some dispensable items. It was just a pity to throw them away because they were tasteless.

"Jinzuo, this is the latest telegram... The 201st Division of the New Army has marched to Bago, and the 202nd Division has also arrived in Yanglibin, which is less than kilometers away from us. It is expected to arrive in Yangon the day after tomorrow."

The sudden voice of the report interrupted Liao Mingyu's contemplation. He looked at the map and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked Meng Fannie:

"Excuse me, I asked Fang Jingyao to come to Yangon to take over for you and continue south. Do you think it is necessary?"

"I think it is still necessary. Our main divisions have only been chewing the hard nut of Yangon for two months. We must seize the time to rest and recuperate. If a new force comes to take over, I think they will die. .”

Meng Fanglia thought about it seriously and then asked: "But Junzuo, where are we going to fight? There are no Japanese in the south anymore? Are we going to fight Delindayi if we go south?"

The southern part of Yangon is bordered by the sea. It is the southernmost part of Myanmar... except that it is Karen State and Tanintharyi Province in the southeast, which borders Siam, and the Kra Isthmus, which connects Malaysia.

However, it was a rugged and mountainous place with dense tropical rainforest. It was not a strategic location, and the Japanese army had little interest, so almost no troops were deployed there.

(End of this chapter)