All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

No.15 Army Headquarters is full of people coming and going, a scene of vitality and revival of all things.

With the goal of the battle, everyone is seizing the day and night, for fear that they will fall behind and delay the progress.

"Report, the No.20 Second Brigade under the [-]th Division has set off, and the rest of the troops are expected to march towards Mandalay within two hours."

After one reported, another walked in.

The content is similar, and the 33rd Division has already set off.

Nowadays, the only thing that can satisfy Ren Mutaguchi is this kind of news.

Mu Tian praised loudly: "Very good, this is the efficiency that the imperial army should have. Hurry up and start now, we still have a great chance of victory!"

Faced with the commander's morale-boosting words, all the officers pretended to agree and support them with hypocrisy.

In fact, everyone's heart is very pessimistic.

The enemy shot a feint, and without them noticing, they transported their troops in place through the waterway, and directly hit the 55th Division by surprise.

Ruili fought down, and Tengchong was besieged.

No matter how optimistic people are, they don't think that the 55th Division can hold the enemy for too long.

About three to five days, including the time for the enemy to return.

At that time, their two divisions probably hadn't arrived in Mandalay. According to the original conditions, how could the plan work out?
Except for the wise commander, he actually thinks there is hope and cheers them up.

Can the outcome of a battle be changed by cheering? !
The staff began to miss Shojiro Iida who had just left. That former commander was a reliable person!
Mutaguchi Lian didn't know it yet, and still had hope for victory.

He was the Mutian who initiated the July [-]th Incident and set off a war that expanded the empire more than ten times.

General Yamashita Fengwen's first-class warrior, won Singapore in World War I, and scared the [-] British defenders to the ground.

No matter how powerful the enemy Sichuan Army is, there are only 5000 people.

The two divisions are riding face to face, even if they fight, they can wipe out the enemy at all costs.

Chief of Staff Kikuta Jiro walked in in a hurry. He walked so fast that he knocked down a staff officer who was about to go out.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me." The staff officer who was hit hurriedly got up and bowed to apologize.

Kikuta Jiro slapped a telegram on the table without seeing it, which attracted everyone's attention: "Tengchong is finished, the 55th Division Command, and the Mountain Artillery Regiment and more than [-] people are completely finished."

These words were like a boulder thrown on the surface of the lake, shaking up layers of waves.

In the entire command room, dozens of people were silent.

There was only one thought left in everyone's mind: "Why? Tengchong is a solid stone city, and 5000 people are equipped with a large number of heavy weapons and mountain artillery.

Even if they use the strength of a division to attack for three days and three nights, they may not be able to win.How could the enemy take it so quickly? "

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Mutaguchi Lian also scolded loudly with his eyes wide open, he did not believe such a thing would happen.

Those are [-] elite soldiers, not [-] pigs and sheep being slaughtered.

What the soldiers hold are not fire sticks, but light and heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, mortars, and mountain cannons. The various levels are quite rich.

Lost it so quickly, must be joking.

Jiro Kikuta was simmering in his heart, disregarding his superiority and inferiority, he threw the telegram to Mu Tian and said coldly, "This is a farewell telegram from Tengchong, you should take a good look at it yourself."

Sending a farewell telegram means defeating life and death. It is a very serious matter in the Japanese army, and no one will make fun of it.

Ren Mutaguchi also clenched his fists to hide his trembling hands.

He finally picked up the telegram and smashed his "fantasy" telegram.

The Chief of Staff of the 55th Division, which was surrounded in Tengchong, described the entire battle in detail in the telegram.

Including rockets washing the ground, tanks attacking the city, air battles in the sky, and bombers blowing up the city gates with a thunderous blow.

That blast opened the passage and completely shattered the resistance of the Japanese army.

Halfway through, Ren Mutaguchi also supported the table.After reading all the state, he slumped on the chair, muttering to himself in a daze.

Witnessing that the commander who was still boosting morale just now became mentally disturbed by one telegram and one message, the shock in everyone's hearts could not be further increased.

Kikuta Jiro hadn't had time to explain the contents of the telegram to everyone in detail.

News from the Air Force has arrived.

Of the 28 planes that entered the battle in the first wave, only three escaped.

The second wave was forced to withdraw.

The commander of the air force believed that the imperial air force would not be able to compete with the enemy, and the forced dispatch was only to die.

Everyone has been completely numb. With the bad news of Tengchong's fall, they should think that the Air Force has not played its role.

Suddenly someone lamented in a low voice:

"The artillery fire is suppressed, the tanks are suppressed, and even the air force is suppressed... No matter how you fight, there is absolutely no condition for attack!"

His words were especially clear in the quiet combat command room.

Everyone was extremely depressed, thinking of the comparison of various weapons between the two sides, ranging from rifles and light machine guns to tanks and planes, there is no one who does not lag behind the Sichuan Army.

The advantage of a weapon is nothing, all weapons have advantages stacked together.

There was a huge gap between the two sides.

Such a gap on the battlefield means that the enemy can hit ten with one, which is the difference between victory and defeat.

Attack Mandalay and destroy the enemy headquarters?
Many people are secretly shaking their heads.

Their attack is only to die, making it easier for the enemy to harvest.

The only solution for now is to shrink the troops back and stick to it, and send someone to talk to the enemy in exchange for a peace.

Even if it is to sign an unequal treaty, it must be signed.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to end this war decently?
When the pessimistic mood came, it was like a raging tide, flooding everyone's hearts.

The rebellious Japanese army would be so pessimistic. If their other enemies knew about it, they would probably not believe it.

Tanaka Shinichi of the [-]th Division was in a moving car, and he was very confused when he received an order to stop advancing and retreat.

"What's going on above, how can war be treated like a joke, and troops will be sent out for a while and then withdrawn!"

Tanaka Shinichi complained dissatisfiedly, his entire division was mobilized, isn't this just playing with him!

"Tengchong is finished, the air force let the enemy's two planes kill 25, and it is also finished..."

The staff officer who reported the news began to cry as he spoke, and the men in their thirties cried like children.

The imperial army was invincible and the idea of ​​invincibility was destroyed.

For a man who has served in the military for more than a dozen years, the blow caused was unprecedented.

It is almost like the emperor declaring surrender.

Tanaka Shinichi suddenly fell silent, so why not him.

Raise your head and look at the blue sky, and the tears of collapsed faith will not flow from your eyes.

The news that the 55th Division stationed in Tengchong was over is still spreading among the Japanese army.

If the failure of the 56th Division can be attributed to carelessness.

Then there is no justifiable reason for the defeat of the 55th Division.

If you can't beat it, you just can't beat it.

Although the Tengchong battlefield was closer to the expeditionary force on the other side of the Nu River, it was the next day that they got the news.

Luo Zhuoying has already left to find Yankee Stilwell to exchange weapons.

Taking the telegram, Dai Jianlan ran to the largest restaurant in the city and found Du Luming.

In order to curry favor with Du Luming, the local gentry and dignitaries served him with good wine and good meat, flattering and flattering for an hour, and Du Luming drank very happily.

Seeing Dai Jianlan coming, Du Luming thought he had changed his mind, so he took his hand:
"Come, come, let me introduce you, this Dai Youlan, Mr. Dai, an anti-Japanese hero..."

Dai Jianlan has always looked down on these speculators who only resell supplies and make the country rich, and he doesn't want to get to know them at all, so he didn't come when Du Luming asked him to.

Listening to those people's nasty flattery, Dai Jianlan felt disgusted.

Hoarding food, pouring out military supplies for the army, and selling them at high prices on the black market.

These speculators have made a lot of money, but ordinary people's life is getting worse day by day, and I don't know how many people starved to death.

Look at this table full of big fish and meat, delicacies and ingredients.

No wonder the sarcasm said that the front line is tight, and the rear is tight, which is all to feed these gangs of wine bags and rice bags.

Little did they know that the frontline army was defeated, and all of them had to be dogs to the Japanese.

Dai Jianlan's eyes were fixed and his expression remained unchanged. He didn't want to fool around with these people, so he directly explained the situation to Du Luming.

"There is news from Tengchong that the 55th Division is finished."

Du Luming was startled, his drunkenness instantly woke up, and he squeezed Dai Jianlan's hand tightly: "What did you say, say it again!"

Dai Jianlan repeated it with a serious face, without any intention of joking.

Du Luming also knew that this subordinate was not a joker.

He turned his head and glanced at the country gentry and dignitaries whom he was very comfortable taking pictures of just now, all of them were smart people who knew how to wink, and hurriedly said yes, they left the box one after another.

There was no one else in the room, so Du Luming took a sip of cold tea and asked about the details of the battle.

Li Xiushi, a reporter from Ta Kung Pao, described in detail the entire process of the Sichuan Army's attack on Tengchong and regaining lost ground in the manuscript he sent back to the agency.

The telegram was sent back this morning, or it would have been in the papers this morning.

What Dai Jianlan got in his hand was a manuscript copied by the military commander, and the Chongqing side asked them to check the authenticity of the matter.

Du Luming read the telegram again and completely understood the whole story.

He said calmly: "That's easy, you just send a telegram to them and ask."

"I've sent someone to send a report to ask again."

Dai Jianlan said solemnly: "Li Xiushi is a reporter sent by Ta Kung Pao to Myanmar. I believe his report will not contain any exaggeration or falsehood."

Du Luming glanced at him and said: "I'd better ask you, I have an explanation. If such exaggerated news is false, you and I can't bear it!"

The order from above for them to investigate is to ask them to come forward and ask.

After all, the higher-ups wanted to check their identities, and felt that it was too low to talk to a small regiment-level warlord.

Who cares most, of course, is the old man.

The Yunnan-Burma Highway was cut off, and the Americans used transport planes to carry out the hump route. Compared with the consumption, the materials transported from India were too much for a drop in the bucket.

Supply is far from meeting demand, and there is more money and less stuff on the market, resulting in hyperinflation.

Two months ago, the French currency that could buy a fried dough stick can only buy half a stick now.

In two more months, a quarter of a fritter?
If it weren't for holding the barrel of a gun, there would have been endless rebellions below.

Dingling, the phone at the front desk of the restaurant rang, and the soldiers guarding the phone immediately brought the news to the private room.

"It's true that the 55th division was destroyed in one day and three cities were taken down?"

Du Luming unbuttoned his collar and paced back and forth in the room, he couldn't help saying to himself: "How is it possible, there are only two thousand people, not even one-tenth of the enemy..."

Dai Jianlan suddenly realized that you didn't believe it just now!

At this moment, I am convinced that it is such a big reaction.

Du Luming took a few steps to stand still, and asked with a serious face: "You have dealt with them the most and know them best, do you know what's going on?"

Dai Youlan has a deep understanding of the strength of the Sichuan Army, and is convinced that their combat effectiveness is very strong.

So after hearing the news, he easily accepted the reality.

Facing the boss's question, Dai Jianlan said as a matter of course: "It is already clear that they have good weapons and proper command, and the quality of the soldiers is second."

Du Luming nodded slightly. The first thing to exclude must be the quality of the soldiers. They are very clear about the details of those in the Sichuan Army.

In two months, at most, there will be a slight change, and it will not be completely transformed into a person.

In terms of commanding properly, Mingxiu plank road and Chencang secretly, the tricks are excellent, and the others are lackluster.

The way of attacking Tengchong, there is no fancy command, what is fighting is firepower.

The coverage of rockets, the bombardment of artillery, and the bombing of planes... Du Luming felt that choosing a similar officer in the Fifth Army to command would not be worse than this.

It is said that in the battle of Songhu, the Japanese army relied on their firepower to destroy many elites of the Central Army in the first battle.

The Central Army at that time just couldn't beat it.

Weapons are useless, and no matter how sophisticated tactics are, they can only be beaten.

Now that Little Japan has switched positions with the Sichuan Army, they have become inferior in weapons and have fallen into a situation where they are completely suppressed by the enemy.

Du Luming couldn't help but want to say: "The way of heaven is reincarnation, the heavens will spare no one, you, little Japan, have today."

Picking up the telegram and looking at it again, Du Luming asked Dai Jianlan: "Two fighter jets destroyed fifteen Japanese aircraft, including several Zero fighters. What kind of aircraft is so good?"

"This, the newspaper didn't mention it, so I'll send a telegram to ask?"

"By the way, can I sell it? Just ask him for any price, as well as that kind of anti-aircraft missile."

Du Luming thought of a lot just now.

Chongqing has been bombed by Japanese planes, and half of the city has been blown into ruins.

The old man sometimes has to hide in the air-raid shelter. If he can solve his problem, it will be a great credit!

Watching Dai Jianlan leave, Du Luming took the telegram and read it again and again.

2000 people wiped out a division. With its combat effectiveness and efficiency, it is necessary to find an opportunity to show favor, and it is even too late to make a move now!