All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

The screams of sirens over Yangon seemed to have never stopped on this day.

The bombing planes came every hour, and fear filled the hearts of everyone in the city.

Is the mountain rain about to come and the wind is all over the building?
No, even a mouse in the city knows: war is coming!
Ren Mutaguchi also made a decisive decision to martial law and prepare for war in the whole city.

At the same time, the troops responded quickly.

The weapons that had just arrived were put into use, and the anti-aircraft artillery units covering the city were equipped with technical equipment and supplemented with soldiers.

Two anti-aircraft artillery squadrons and four anti-aircraft machine gun squadrons formed the first and second air defense squadrons.

Although enough efforts have been made, the enemy's bombers are still in and out of no one's land, dropping a series of bombs, leaving a piece of ruins and flying away.

Ren Mutaguchi did not fail to make efforts. He put down his old face and sent a telegram for help to his superiors, calling for twelve Zero fighters.

I wanted to leave a profound lesson for the enemy's bombers, so that they would no longer dare to rampage over Yangon unscrupulously.

Being bombarded passively hurts morale too much.

But they thought so well that every bombing would be escorted by two J-[-] fighter jets.

A round of air-to-air missiles was fired, and the Zero fighters broke down four after a single encounter.

The remaining eight were hunted down like rabbits.

The pilot, who was brainwashed by Bushido spirit, pursued Hongliu with the determination to die, and wanted to die with the bomber.

However, the reality is too cruel, and their Zero fighters can't catch up with the huge and heavy bombers.

After all, H[-] is a jet plane, and the generation difference is there.

The Zero fighter's final efforts fell short, which meant that the sky was completely ruled by the Sichuan Army's air force, and the Japanese army could only bear the bad taste of losing air supremacy.

Previously, whether it was facing the backward Chinese Air Force or the insufficiently prepared British and American Air Forces, the Japanese Air Force had the upper hand and provided very favorable support for the Army and Navy.

Air superiority ceased to exist and became a huge disadvantage.

Cast a strong shadow over the entire Japanese campaign.

The Rangoon Air Battle became one of the important turning points in the Pacific War of World War II because of its profound significance.

The upcoming ground war in Yangon is likely to become another important turning point in the Pacific War because it is a counterattack against an important city occupied by the Japanese army.

"Everything is for the front line!"

"It's all about destroying the enemy!
In these slogans, artillery shells, grenades, mortar shells, and barbed wire are continuously transported outside the city.

The war launched by the Sichuan Army was too fast, and only a small part of the permanent fortifications to be built with cement and steel bars was completely insufficient.

In order to build more fortifications as soon as possible, the Japanese army has been completely frantic.

They arrested laborers in and out of the city, put bayonets on their chests, and forced them to urgently build fortifications around the clock.

Just to race against the clock in precious time.

In addition to fortifications, the Japanese army learned from experience and extensively built anti-tank trenches and anti-infantry obstacles.

Such fortifications combined with obstacles formed two lines of defense.

One is [-] kilometers long, and the other is [-] kilometers long, covering the west, north, and east of Yangon, and the three sides that belong to the land.

Only the south side near the sea has no fortifications.

Although the warships of the Japanese Navy were forced to leave the port, it was not that they underestimated people. The inland river gunboats of the Sichuan Army, which had tens of tons to hundreds of tons, were not qualified to land on the beach.

If the enemy is really dazed and attacks from the sea, they will die laughing.

The naval warships attacked from the rear, and all the enemies on board had to go to the sea to feed the bastards.

The construction site outside the city was in full swing with searchlights on, and in the dark alleys inside the city, rats that could not be hidden during the day began to move.

After sufficient intelligence exchange, the information was transmitted to the ears of various countries through radio waves.

India.

Stilwell was wearing pajamas, frowning tightly: "The Sichuan Army has launched a general offensive, and just ended a big battle. Don't they need to rest?"

War is a test of the mental and physical strength of soldiers and consumes a lot.

The spirit of a soldier is like a bowstring. If it is tensed all the time, something will go wrong. At least it will affect the combat effectiveness, and at the worst it will cause the camp to scream and defect.

The colonel who brought the information replied: "General, the Sichuan Army only used 2000 people last time, and their direct troops have expanded to 6000 people, and there are almost [-] people including the servants."

Stilwell was speechless, and it was only at this moment that he realized again how exaggerated the fighting power of the Sichuan Army was.

Just sending 2000 people overthrew a division.

6000 people is enough to beat the Japanese [-]th Army in Burma.

"Seven sorties of 110 were dispatched, and air strikes continued around the clock."

Stilwell paused suddenly: "What's going on with the super bomb that bombed the Japanese Army Headquarters?"

The colonel will report back the information in its original form, with subjective judgments:

"This should be a super weapon from the future, so it has power that shouldn't be in this era."

Stilwell nodded slightly. At his level, he already knew about the Manhattan Project that was being implemented in China.

That was a super bomb, and this is also a super bomb.

Will the two be related?
The secrets of the Sichuan Legion are becoming more and more curious.

Stilwell asked about the progress of the "Mermaid" project again, but the answers he got couldn't make him happy.

"I don't care how many difficulties I have, since I have met all your requirements, you must give me an answer that can be handed over!"

Stilwell narrowed his eyes and said viciously.

The usual approachableness is for outsiders to see, and the clay figurine still has three fires at a critical moment.

The colonel was full of bitterness, but he had to cheer up: "Yes, sir."

The news reached the kangaroo country soon after.

MacArthur also expressed interest in the super bombs used by the Japanese.

In the reply telegram, he said arrogantly ":
Be sure to find out the source of the weapons. If we have a super bomb in the United States and drop some on the island country Tokyo, this damn war will end sooner. "

Of course, some information cannot be concealed from the British guys who stir up shit. After all, they have been working in Burma for almost a century.

They both love and hate the Sichuan Army's ability to beat them.

Glad someone got rid of the damn Japs so that these guys don't have eyes and dare to invade Great Britain's Burma.

If it weren't for Master Daiying, he would be restrained by the damn German guy.

The warships of the British Empire came over early to teach the little Japanese how to fight naval battles and teach them a lesson.

Blame the Germans!

It's not surprising that you hate the Sichuan Army. Does Master Daiying need your help?

You have won the battle, and you will dominate Burma and never leave. How can Master Daiying come back to rule!
All in all, Master Daiying needs you to work for free, the kind that brings your own dry food.Go back obediently after the fight, and don't hinder the colonial rule of Master Dai Ying.

No one spits out what you eat.

How could Daiying, who had been a shit stirrer all her life, not know, they knew it all too well.

Anyway, they help whoever is weak, and the Japanese army in Myanmar is in decline, and they don't mind helping.

"It's too easy for the Sichuan Army to win. We have to find some trouble for them."

With such an idea in mind, the British allowed intelligence personnel to contact the Japanese army in private, willing to provide information to do their best.

The commanders of the British and American Pacific Theater have all set their sights on Yangon.

The captain of the transportation team in the mountain city, the news was a little behind, but he also knew the news of the Sichuan Army's dispatch.

An action of the Sichuan Army has attracted the attention of the four major countries in World War II.

This achievement is commendable enough.

Li Yunlong, who was with the vanguard in a helicopter, didn't know how eye-catching he was.

Li Yunlong stood on the bow of the [-]-type escort boat, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face with his arms open.

"Have you ever smelled the smoke of war?"

Li Yunlong didn't wait for Deng Bao behind him to reply, and said to himself: "Tomorrow evening, we will almost reach the outskirts of Yangon.

There are about 60,000 people in the two and a half divisions. I have never beaten so many devils in my life.

Thrilling, what a fucking thrill! "

Deng Bao, who couldn't beat two farts with three sticks, opened his mouth and whispered, "It's the first time I hit so many little Dongyang, I'm very excited."

The Northern Expedition turned into an armed parade, and it was finally their turn to go south.

It's just that the number of enemies is too much. Judging from the number of people alone, it is not enough to describe an egg hitting a stone.

But in terms of firepower and combat effectiveness, there is no doubt that they are better.

Otherwise it would be the enemy attacking them.

The flashing red light in the sky is the flashing signal light of the helicopter that the escort team opened the way in front of.

A communication soldier ran out of the cabin: "It's not good. A large number of armed men were found on the east side of the river ahead. It seems to be an ambush by the Japanese army."

"Where did the news come from?" Li Yunlong turned his head and asked.

"It was discovered by the helicopter crew."

At the forefront of the fleet, there were two [-]-type escort boats clearing the way to search, in case they were caught off guard by a sudden attack.

Furthermore, the helicopter searched along the river during the day, and used rockets to drive away a small group of troops preparing to ambush.

This enemy escaped the day's search...

When Li Yunlong was still thinking, accompanied by a "beep" whistle, an astonishing scene appeared.

Looking southeast, I saw several dazzling flares suddenly rising into the sky.

These flares rose from the east side of the densely-vegetated Irrawaddy River and fell obliquely towards the river bank.

That miserable white light illuminated the dark world.

Almost at the same time, a huge explosion sounded on the water in front of the fleet.

First, a bomb exploded, followed by another one, and within a few breaths, the deafening explosion sounded together.

A shell that fell from the sky landed on the left side of the Type [-] destroyer, setting off a wave of high water.

The water waves hit Li Yunlong's body and chilled him thoroughly, and he fell on the deck without standing still.

Fortunately, he just fell down, and Deng Bao, the commander of the third battalion, hurriedly helped him up.

"Damn it, stop sleepwalking, and fight back at me!"

Li Yunlong shook off Deng Bao's arm that was supporting him, and cursed unceremoniously.

He has always been the one who ambushes the little devils, when will it be the little devils' turn to ambush him.

It was like hunting geese all day long, but being pecked in the eyes by geese, he felt very ashamed.

With a heart of revenge, Li Yunlong looked across the river by the light of the flares.

There, white smoke rose, and beneath the smoke black cannons fired, throwing deadly shells on the river and among the fleet.

The pilot of the helicopter that was the first to discover the traces of the Japanese army made a decisive decision and shot out all the rockets in the two honeycomb bomb bays.

The swishing rockets flew like two fire dragons, flooding an artillery position of the Japanese army on the river bank in a blink of an eye.

Its counterattack effect is immediate.

The density of the fleet being bombarded by shells was quickly reduced by a small half.

"Okay, it's really fucking enjoyable!"

Li Yunlong leaned on the fence on the deck and saw this scene, and yelled happily.

As if he was the pilot of the helicopter.

I don't command but just watch the excitement. Fortunately, the fleet has a plan for the ambush. The pure transport ships are scattered and plan to retreat.

The [-]-type frigate acting as the escort, stood in front and launched an orderly counterattack.

The [-]mm guns on the double mounts on the bow were aimed at the shore and fired passionately. The large-caliber shells hit the branches of the bushes, and the branches and leaves were scattered everywhere.

After the rear part of the ship was refitted, the two recoilless guns placed there also frantically suppressed the artillery positions of the Japanese army on the shore.

For a while, the sound of guns rumbled, resounding on both sides of the Irrawaddy River.

At such a short distance, hundreds of shells are fired at each other every 1 minutes, as if using a cannon to fight a bayonet.

After dealing with the Japanese for so long, Li Yunlong could tell the model of the Japanese artillery by listening to the sound of the artillery.

There are the usual [-]-type infantry guns, [-]mm anti-aircraft guns, and [-]mm mountain guns.

"Damn it, there are quite a few of them, at least fourteen or five."

Li Yunlong's exclamation only stayed on his mouth. If the Eighth Route Army encountered such a large number of artillery, he would have been beaten with bruised nose and face and suffered heavy casualties.

But in front of today's Sichuan army, it really is nothing.

The Type [-] rocket launcher carried on the transport ship was loaded urgently by the artillery crew, adjusted the direction of firing angle, and quickly poured a round of rockets towards the river bank.

Dozens of rockets pierced the night sky with whistling sound.

In less than ten seconds, an artillery position arranged in the bushes was completely devastated.

At this moment, there were only a few artillery pieces left that the Japanese army could use, and they were completely suppressed by the firepower of the escort boats.

Type [-] rockets were cheap, loaded and fired two rounds, and the artillery fire of the Japanese army on the shore was completely dumb.

"If you dare to ambush Lao Tzu's troops, if you recover your breath, I will send you ashes!"

Li Yunlong is proud and proud.

Chen Hao's army is his army, there is nothing wrong with it!

He has proud qualification capital.

A landing ship was dispatched ashore to wipe out the remaining enemies, and by the way, shot those who were still alive.

After counting the losses, the damage was not too great, and leaving the damaged ships that needed repairs, Li Yunlong ordered the fleet to continue sailing.

Ambushed by the river bank, the two sides fired dozens of cannons at each other.

It is only a small episode before the next battle.