Age of Conquest Reborn

Major General Bridges Bson, commander of the British Third Division, could not help but be nervous. The huge pressure placed on him by General Alexander and the shadow of yesterday's setback in the attack had been hanging over his mind. (Just read the novel.)

There are less than four hours left before the time specified by the Commander. However, there is no movement from the other side on the battlefield. The war is imminent. This kind of tranquility is the most worrying thing. The artillery fire and bombing have not affected the bridge.

What a relief to Sen. Just yesterday, the artillery shells poured into the Chinese positions in Xiduo were still few?

What was the result? The two infantry divisions took turns to attack, but nothing was recovered except thousands of corpses. In less than four hours, Qiaobusen and the Chinese team were not allowed to see back and forth. If it arrived

Within the stipulated time, Xiduo has not yet been captured. Qiaobusen has every reason to believe that the old guy who dislikes him will give him the harshest punishment.

Now Qiaobusen really hopes that the battlefield will be filled with the sound of Chinese soldiers returning fire. However, there is no sound. There is only the monotonous "click-click" sound of the light and heavy machine guns used by his troops as fire cover. The Chinese soldiers are unusually quiet and suppressed.

Qiaobusen was panicking. He didn't believe that the shells and bombs just sent all the Chinese soldiers to meet God!

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding," the phone on the shell box suddenly rang rapidly, and the chief of staff of the third division picked up the phone. "What? Repeat it again, we have occupied all the positions of the ** squadron!"

After putting down the phone, the chief of staff said to the division commander who was still in a daze: "Your Excellency, the commander of the first mixed regiment called... They and the second mixed regiment have all occupied the positions of the squadron."

, the third mixed regiment has also gone up, and we have completed the tasks assigned by the Commander ahead of schedule!"

Only then did Jiaobson react. He immediately beamed with relief. He took out a cigar and lit it. He took a deep breath and puffed out the light blue smoke. He then ordered: "Dear Brooke, report to the Commander immediately."

The officer reported that our 3rd Division completed the task of occupying the Squadron's position two hours and 41 minutes ahead of schedule. The flag of the British Empire is flying in the sky above Xiduo!"

The proud Qiaobuson added a poetic sentence at the end of the report, and his whole person became full of energy. Qiaobuson had no reason to be proud. The two divisions attacked all day long.

There was no gain in the position. In less than two hours, I successfully captured a division. This time, look at the old guy who was causing trouble for me. What else can I say?

When Alexander received the report, his first reaction was disbelief, absolute disbelief. What kind of bird was that Qiaobusen? What kind of army was the Third Division? He knew very well in his heart that the two main divisions were chewed.

The Xiduo position, which had not been captured all day long, was barely captured by a second-rate unit in less than two hours?

When the arrogant Qiaobusen, accompanied by Commander Alexander and a group of senior officers, boarded the Xiduo position, everything became clear. The Chinese ** team had all evacuated last night. Moreover, before the evacuation.

This sneak attack also caused thousands of casualties to the British and Indian troops. Tens of thousands of artillery shells and hundreds of bombs were fired, but all they exploded were deserted hills, soil and trees.

Alexander's face turned livid and he became furious on the spot. He looked at the triumphant Qiaobusen and said, "General Qiaobusen, are these the results of the battle you reported? Where are the corpses of the Chinese soldiers? They won't all disappear, right?"

Qiaobusen felt uncomfortable. No matter what, our Third Division has completed its mission. The Chinese Army's position is right at my feet. As for whether the Chinese soldiers evacuated early and how they disappeared, this is not my concern.

, the old guy is nitpicking and bullying others too much!

Therefore, Qiaobusen replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Your Excellency, Commander, our Third Division has completed the mission assigned by you. This is an indisputable fact. As for when the Chinese soldiers will evacuate and why the position is empty, this should not be the case."

My responsibility is not something I can control. Even the headquarters doesn’t know the reason, and I have no way of knowing!”

Qiaobu Sen was neither soft nor hard, and there was a needle hidden in the cotton. Alexander was choked and speechless for a while, and rolled his eyes. But Qiaobu Sen's words were impeccable, and he couldn't find any fault. He could only stare at Qiaobu Sen fiercely.【】

After a long time, Alexander's face recovered. Yes, no matter what, the nail blocking the way forward was finally removed. The troops can continue to advance towards northern Myanmar. However, he was bitten by a Chinese soldier last night.

Before the evil anger could be vented, I originally wanted to use artillery shells to blow all these cunning and hateful Chinese into pieces, but unfortunately, I failed to achieve my goal.

Alexander sighed and whispered bitterly: "I'm not willing to let the Chinese slip away like this!" His words were only heard by a few senior British and Indian officers nearby, and no one spoke. So what can I do if I don't give in?

?The Chinese have run away a long time ago!

There is always someone who likes to show off. A bearded and murderous Indian officer stood up to attention and said loudly: "Your Excellency, Commander, please don't worry. Please leave the task of chasing the fleeing Chinese to us."

Puram is guarding the 1st Jungle Brigade. Before dark today, I promise to catch up with the Chinese and annihilate them all on the spot!"

Alexander felt baffled. At this time, his compatriots were watching indifferently, but the Indians took the initiative to step forward. He understood that the 1st Jungle Brigade of Puram Garrison, although it was a local garrison, and more than two-thirds of the officers and soldiers,

They are all Indians, but these Indian officers and soldiers are all locals and are very familiar with the terrain conditions of the Hukang Valley. They are most suitable for the pursuit mission.

Alexander looked at the middle-aged Indian officer with admiration, seemingly ignoring the strong smell of jelly on his body, and said kindly: "Okay, Brigadier General Singh, I will leave this difficult task to you.

Brigade, if you complete the mission successfully, I will promote you to the rank of major general. Go, the glory of the British Empire will be with you!"

The main force of the British and Indian troops that crossed Xiduo, including tanks, artillery carriages, and trucks, were like a rolling torrent, advancing towards the Magao direction in northern Myanmar at a faster speed. Except for being blocked in Xiduo, there was no obstruction along the way.

The Chinese Army seemed to be sleeping, ignoring the well-equipped British Imperial Army. However, their smooth and seemingly invincible march ended here.

At around 11 o'clock in the morning, in the clear sky, there were bursts of dull sounds. The British and Indian infantry who were dodging artillery vehicles speeding past, splashing mud and water all over the sky, were cursing the soldiers who were driving, and were saying strange things.

Looking up at the sky, God bless me, it won't rain again. In this damn Hukang Valley, once it rains, I won't see the sun for several days, and my body will almost become moldy.

The sky is clear and the sun is still shining, but where is the thunder? Alexander, who was swaying in the jeep with his eyes closed and concentrating, was awakened by a loud report: "Commander, it's already noon, and the commanders of each unit are asking for your instructions."

, do you want to rest where you are?"

Alexander opened his eyes displeased. It was Lieutenant Colonel Nelson, the marching staff officer. He stopped the car, got out of the car and stretched his aching bones, and said: "Order the troops to keep moving forward. I don't even understand the speed of soldiers. I really don't know them."

How did you become a general? We have been delayed for a day in Xiduo and we must get it back!" Your Excellency the Commander seemed very unhappy.

Nelson did not dare to speak. Suddenly, he shouted in horror: "Your Majesty Commander, look, there are planes! A large group of planes are flying towards our marching column!"

Alexander looked up at the sky and broke out in a cold sweat. In the airspace of the Hukang Valley, he did not order the Indian air force to dispatch, so it could only be Chinese aircraft. "Wilson, quickly order the troops to conduct air strikes and air defense!"

"Alexander shouted at the top of his voice.

As soon as the order was passed on, the marching column of the British and Indian troops began to become chaotic. Cars, artillery carriages, and tanks kept driving into the woods. The infantry moved swiftly. Except for those who were lying on the spot,

The others ducked into the woods and hid behind tall trees, watching with trepidation the large group of planes that were getting closer and closer. At this time, they no longer envied their colleagues who could get on the bus.

At the same time, the British and Indian army's air defense firepower also began to shoot into the air. The anti-aircraft machine guns began to pour bullets into the sky crazily before the bombers of the ** division entered the range. To be fair, the British army's air defense awareness was

The air defense capabilities and equipment of anti-aircraft weapons are several times more than that of the Japanese army. The firepower is also dense and fierce, and they are very well-trained.

Colonel Liu Xianyong, commander of the 1st Bomber Regiment of the Southern Flying Group of the ** Division, looked at the busy British and Indian troops on the ground and issued an order to the fleet: "Attention all crews, start entering the bombing route, remember our mission, harassing

When bombing, don’t lower your altitude too much. The British’s air defense level is better than that of the Japs!”

After Liu Xianyong issued this order, he felt aggrieved. He didn't know what Commander Le was thinking. There were so many British and Indian soldiers, so he couldn't let them explode, even the "Buddha's Light" napalm bomb.

They were not allowed to take them with them, and a regiment of their own came. Looking down at the messy piles of British and Indian soldiers, drop a bomb and keep dozens of them to send to the west.

Harassment bombing, I'm really sorry Commander Le came up with such an awkward term. Although he was extremely reluctant, he could execute the order without any ambiguity. If Liu Xianyong knew that the so-called "harassing" bombing was the command of the Japanese Army.

Boss, the term that teacher Tang Qiuli came up with, it is unclear whether he dares to slander it like this.

The bomber group arrived at the bombing position. Liu Xianyong was about to give the order to drop the bomb. Commander Le Yiqin's call came from the earphones, "701, please answer when you hear it. Have you found any British fighter groups in the airspace near the bombing position of the group?"