All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Jiang Chao was born in a peaceful age, and his understanding of war only exists in books and TV dramas.

He never imagined that he would one day join the war.

Or the war against Japan during World War II.

Yes, Jiang Chao already knew that he was in World War II when he was absorbed into the Air Force Reserve and communicated with his companions.

Although I still have doubts about coming to World War II when I was confused.

But if it comes, it will be safe, Jiang Chao has no other choice but to work hard.

The good news is that the illiteracy rate in this era is eighty to ninety percent, and many people in the army can't even write their own names.

Anyone who has attended elementary school or private school for a few years is considered literate.

Jiang Chao graduated from a second university, and in modern times he is a duster on a construction site. At this time, he is a highly educated talent and is quite valued.

As soon as he joins the army, he is directly in the rank of corporal, which crosses the ranks of soldiers.

And also became a reserve pilot.

You must know that the Air Force is a high-tech arm no matter what era it is, with high ranks and good remuneration.

Jiang Chao secretly made up his mind to cherish the opportunity, and took advantage of the current lack of talents in the Sichuan Army to occupy a radish pit.

Maybe one day he will become the leader of the Air Force.

Not impossible.

Jiang Chao has already inquired about it. The first batch of [-] or so people who followed the group to fight here and there, as long as they didn't die, they were all mixed up as characters.

The commander of the first battalion is Milong, the commander of the third battalion is not spicy, the chief of logistics is Lin Yi, and the deputy is Meng Fan.

They are all the core figures of the Sichuan Army, and the rest are mixed up to the level of company commander and platoon leader.

Even an old man veterinarian became the deputy director of the field hospital, managing the wounded patients.

Are they capable?
not necessarily.

I heard that they used to be mixed into the wounded soldiers' shelter, just a group of bereaved dogs.

To be able to get where I am today is all due to good luck, following the right boss.

Just like a group of old brothers from Pei County around Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, they all got into Fenghou with Liu Bang's ride.

Jiang Chao is glad that he didn't come too late.

If you come late, no matter how capable you are, you have to be inferior to others.

Just like the general manager of the project on the construction site, the junior high school culture knows how to flatter, and he has no ability at all.

But it was because he came out of the society more than ten years earlier, followed the right big boss, and rode on their heads to show off his might.

Jiang Chao is educated and capable, but because he came late, he can only serve as a soldier to beat others to ashes.

Thinking about it makes me depressed, I only hate myself for not being able to give birth ten or 20 years earlier, otherwise I will be replaced by myself.

"It's our turn, board the plane." The flight squad leader ordered.

Seven team members lined up and boarded the helicopter in an orderly manner, ready to perform the mission.

Jiang Chao, who stood at the end of the line, became very firm in his eyes.

An opportunity that can be grasped is in front of him. If he lets it go, he can only blame himself for being a fool.

Three helicopters lined up to perform patrol and search missions.

Deputy head Long Wenwen regards the attack on Japanese guerrillas and the protection of the normal passage of the road transport team as a preview of a large-scale war.

Ground combat is handled by infantry chariot companies.

The mission of the helicopter is to find the enemy, lock and attack the enemy, and provide fire support.

Since there were no soldiers trained in helicopter cable drop, cable drop operations did not exist, and a group of reserve pilots were carried in the vacated position.

The nickname is: Feel the taste of the Air Force.

The helicopter's propellers gradually increased their rotational speed, and the strong winds kicked up the dust on the ground.

The huge noise made Jiang Chaomeng return to the construction site, and he had to roar to communicate.

The helicopter went up into the sky, and looking through the window, the airport and housing buildings on the ground gradually became smaller and smaller.

"So this is what it's like to fly? It's fun."

It was the first time for Jiang Chao to take a plane, and he found it very novel.

The weather in the afternoon was good, much better than in the morning, and the most important thing was that there was no heavy fog.

This is good for helicopter search work.

Under the skilled operation of the pilot, the helicopter cruised along the 150-kilometer-long Burma Highway.

at the same time.

In the dense jungle on one side of the highway, a Japanese army team of more than 50 people was marching forward cautiously with guns in hand.

You must be vigilant when you move around the Sichuan army, otherwise you don't know how you died.

All dispatched teams have been retrained before departure.

The instructors from the Sixth Division taught them all the pitfalls they had stepped on and the lessons they had learned, just so that these people would not die too wrongly.

In addition to gaining rich experience, the team's equipment has changed.

In addition to the regular [-] caps, crooked handles and grenades, they were also equipped with some Sten submachine guns captured from the British army to strengthen the soldiers' firepower.

There is also a disassembled Type [-] infantry gun, carried on the back of several mules.

Among the more than twenty artillery shells, half were armor-piercing shells. The purpose was self-evident, and they were aimed at the infantry chariots of the Sichuan Army.

Of course, some things haven't changed.

The Japanese army searched and advanced in a triangular formation that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and it was still used in this dense tropical jungle.

The tactics are really dull.

Because the distance between the groups is too large, but the three people in the group are close together.

In the dense jungle, the vegetation is overgrown, and it is impossible to rely closely on each other. From time to time, it will be covered and separated by trees, and it will be scattered unknowingly.

Using triangle formations in this environment, the fire is completely dispersed.

Once you are attacked, you can't take care of your head, and the machine gunner's firepower can't be unleashed, and you will be very aggrieved.

If it is in a plain area, this tactic is not a disadvantage.

The infantry blocked the enemy's attack, and the machine guns set up suppressive firepower. Relying on the formation to countercharge could bring a considerable threat to the enemy.

It's just dealing with regular infantry. If you encounter tanks, you have to stop using any tactics.

After walking in the jungle for a long time, the soldiers were not made of iron, and their legs were almost numb.

The team leader, Second Lieutenant Hashimoto, ordered to rest on the spot for 15 minutes. Except for three people to stand guard, the rest acted independently.

Some go to release water to solve physical problems, and they are not allowed to stop when they are moving, even if they pee their pants.

Some took out some sour rice balls from their pockets and chewed them in small bites to replenish their energy.

"Baga, it's a leech. When did these blood-sucking insects climb up?"

Lieutenant Hashimoto was startled and furious when he found a blood-sucking leech lying on his calf. This damned leech not only sucks blood, but it is said that it may also infect diseases.

Pulling directly will leave the mouth of the blood-sucking worm on the body, which will cause infection instead.

Second Lieutenant Hashimoto restrained the fear in his heart, and asked his subordinates to burn him with fire.

The match pulled out from the oiled paper ignited a ball of orange flames, and the burned bloodsucker twisted its fat body, and after a few seconds, it took the initiative to let go of its thick calves.

As soon as the blood-sucking worm fell to the ground, the sharp bayonet chopped it down, and chopped it into six or seven sections in the blink of an eye.

The blood belonging to Second Lieutenant Hashimoto stained the small puddle the size of a palm.

"Damn it, I really don't understand, what's the point of such a ghostly place? Just leave it to those brutal enemies."

Lieutenant Hashimoto, who was fed up with the torture of the rainforest environment, complained from the bottom of his heart.

In his opinion, it is unwise to fight a powerful enemy for a piece of worthless land.

Sergeant Cao wrapped the matches in oiled paper and carefully put them in his arms. He had heard his superiors say:
"Hashimoto-san, the empire's purpose is to cut off the Yunnan-Burma Highway, so that those Chinese can't get aid from the outside world, so they surrendered to the empire."

This reason, like ***, is widely publicized in the army.

Second Lieutenant Hashimoto was very unconvinced, thinking it was farting.

"Isn't the current enemy getting aid? All equipped with automatic rifles, ghost cannons are amazingly powerful, and tanks better than the Imperial tank army.

Their weapons are more powerful than those of the British and American ghosts and animals. The so-called cutting off the aid of the Chinese people is completely a castle in the sky and impossible to achieve. "

The soldiers who strained their ears to listen to the second lieutenant's opinion nodded.

The Sichuan Army Corps, who took the lead, completely refreshed their previous cognition.

In particular, the weapons and equipment of the Sichuan Army did not know where they came from. Both the British and American ghosts and animals admitted that these weapons were not made by them.

You don't even know where the weapons come from, and cutting off the aid is bullshit.

It is certain that after the occupation of the port of Yangon, the material aid from the British and American ghosts and animals could not be sent from there to the territory of China.

Juncao sighed: "Sir, the strategy above is not up to us to decide, we just need to do our own thing well."

"Hey, to serve the empire and die for the emperor, that's all there is to it."

Lieutenant Hashimoto felt very helpless.

They fought against the Huaxia Expeditionary Army, so-so, evenly matched with a tight organization.

I also fought with the British guy. The British guy didn't have the glory of a soldier at all, and he just wanted to escape without fighting.

Although the weapons were better than those of the Imperial Army, they were beaten to the brim by the Japanese Imperial Army.

But the Sichuan Legion is completely different from those two, and it is not at the same level of strength.

More than 3000 people defeated the huge Sixth Division head-on.

They are a small team, undoubtedly small fish and shrimps, and they are not enough to swallow them in one gulp.

Even as long as a dozen enemies come, it is enough for them to drink a pot.

Fortunately, the order they received was not to take the initiative to attack a certain garrison of the Sichuan Army, but to carry out sneak attacks and sabotage along the highway, picking up soft persimmons and bullying one or two.

Otherwise, Second Lieutenant Hashimoto wanted to go home.

When the rest time came, everyone in the team continued to set off with heavy hearts and came to a bridge marked on the map.

It is said to be a bridge, but in fact it is just a few logs brought down, and a road to pass is built on a pit of more than ten meters.

It is very common on the Burma Highway that has not been officially built.

"This is a good ambush zone. Explosives are planted under the bridge, and a few mines are planted north of the bridge. It will definitely catch the enemy by surprise."

Second Lieutenant Hashimoto's serious analysis was very satisfied with this place.

Then he ordered the engineers accompanying the team to plant explosives, and the soldiers also took out their shovels to dig holes and lay mines.

There are mines that are used against infantry, and there are mines with a higher charge that are specifically designed to deal with tanks.

The Type [-] infantry artillery was reassembled.

After everything was ready, the whole team lay in ambush on the right side of the road, waiting for the enemy to pass by.

The wait is long.

Lieutenant Hashimoto gradually lost his mind, remembering the news he got this morning.

After a certain team succeeded in attacking the Sichuan Army, they were overtaken by enemy helicopters in less than three hours during the subsequent retreat, and the entire team was wiped out.

If they succeed in their ambush, will they be able to retreat safely?
If the enemy's helicopter aircraft comes to track, how to avoid it!

Lieutenant Hashimoto is very pessimistic about the future of their team.

Suddenly, the sound of a car brought him back to his senses.

Lifting the binoculars to check, Second Lieutenant Hashimoto saw the target they were about to attack.

Based on what he learned, he immediately made a judgment.

The first is an infantry fighting vehicle, equipped with artillery and machine guns, the firepower is very strong, and it needs to be destroyed immediately.

"Order the artillery team, load armor-piercing shells, and attack the first tank."

After speaking to the orderly next to him, Second Lieutenant Hashimoto continued to observe.

It was about 50 meters away from the chariot, and there were three trucks behind it. The body of the truck was covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, so it was not clear what was inside.

It's best if it's arms.

I heard that the Sichuan Army's automatic rifle is very easy to use, with low recoil and high shooting accuracy.

The higher-ups are ordering domestic arsenals to imitate them, and if they can capture some, it is a great achievement, and they will have an explanation when they go back.

Second Lieutenant Hashimoto thought that the ambush was about to succeed, and he thought about the way out.

Little did they know that at this time, in the infantry combat vehicle, the thermal imaging equipment for searching for targets had scanned dozens of heat sources on the edge of the jungle and was sending out an alarm.

"Fuck, there's a little devil in ambush on the right side."

The driver noticed it immediately, and immediately used the communicator to tell the truck behind to stop.

The driver released the accelerator: "Squad leader, fight or retreat?"

There was only one of their tanks escorting the truck, and there were ten people in the whole truck. They didn't know the depth of the enemy so they couldn't act rashly.

It doesn't matter if you can't beat yourself and others, if the three trucks behind are involved, you will die.

"Let the truck go back, let's touch the little devil, what are you afraid of if you have a chariot?" The squad leader was full of confidence.

The protection of the infantry chariot has been tested in war, and the enemy can't be damaged at all.

The chariot stopped and the truck backed away.

The Japanese army in ambush did not know why, they were not exposed, what is the enemy doing?
Only Second Lieutenant Hashimoto was the most decisive, and he had received comprehensive training.

It was rumored among the officers of the professor's 56th Division that the Sichuan Army had very advanced reconnaissance equipment and was always able to discover the situation first.

Seeing the target's movement, Second Lieutenant Hashimoto scolded without hesitation: "Artillery team, aim at the target and fire!"

The location of the artillery unit was well chosen, and the boundary line aimed at the road was completely open.

The gunner made some fine-tuning and stood up: "Reload the armor-piercing shell!"

A long pointed armor-piercing bullet was filled into the barrel.

"fire!"

With the gunner's loud order, the gunner pulled the rope.

The armor-piercing projectile flew out of the muzzle and flew directly towards the infantry fighting vehicle that was retreating.

An infantry fighting vehicle is not a tank after all, and a [-]mm caliber armor-piercing projectile is powerful enough to penetrate the frontal armor.

The chariot was hit and exploded in the blink of an eye, and billows of black smoke emerged from the gap.

"Long live the empire, all victories!"

Seeing this, Second Lieutenant Hashimoto jumped three feet high, his joy was beyond words, and he immediately issued an attack order.

Soldiers rushed out of the jungle, closing in on the truck frantically, firing.

In their eyes, it was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.