Age of Conquest Reborn

In the view of General MacArthur, commander of the U.S. Army's Southeast Asia and South Pacific Regional Headquarters, Chief of Staff Stilwell's suggestion is not only naive and ridiculous, but also stupid. It is not only simply untimely, but also dangerous.

However, it was not easy to convince this stubborn guy, who was full of righteous thoughts and regarded himself as the incarnation of truth. MacArthur deliberately pretended to seriously consider Stilwell's suggestion, pondered for a while, and then raised his head.

By then, he had assumed the majesty of a commander, and an aura of momentum emanated from his body.

MacArthur said slowly: "Dear Stilwell, have you ever considered that your ideas and suggestions have good starting points and intentions, but the results may not be wonderful. I think you should be able to understand the key.

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After listening to MacArthur's mysterious words, Stilwell was confused. Of course he didn't understand what he meant. He muttered to himself: "You are so confused, I don't understand! You just have to say it directly, but it's useless to do this."

Yes, it’s very annoying, you know?”

Stilwell was honest enough and told the truth, and replied: "Your Excellency, Commander, I don't understand the key. My suggestions are based on the interests of traditional allies and allied forces. No matter from which aspect,

, we should all issue a warning, the British have suffered losses, what good does it do to us? As for General Alexander, whether he accepts our suggestion or not, that is his problem."

MacArthur was a little speechless. He really didn't understand whether Stilwell's head was filled with cement. Why didn't he wake up? How could he say this himself?

There was no way. MacArthur could only further remind Stilwell, "Dear Stilwell, our only mission now is to provide logistical support for the British troops stationed in India. We have not received authorization from the government or orders from the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

I hope you will pay attention to intervening in the British war against Tang Qiuli and do not go beyond it."

"If we put forward our views and opinions on the northern Burma campaign, the result is as we expected. Everything is fine, and the British can at most thank us. What if the result is the opposite? It is purely a false alarm on our part and delays the British's recovery of Indochina.

Plan. The British are causing trouble in the country, and the government cannot withstand the pressure from the British. The Joint Chiefs of Staff will investigate, and who will bear this heavy responsibility?"

There was already a hint of threat in MacArthur's words, and he was very straightforward, "When the Joint Chiefs of Staff investigates the responsibility, will you, Stilwell, take the blame, or will I, MacArthur, take the blame? Or maybe we are both unlucky together and have done this."

Scapegoat. Isn’t this trying to drag me into trouble? What’s your intention?”

Stilwell was deeply disapproving and secretly cursed, "This old guy brought up the Joint Chiefs of Staff to talk about things. In the headquarters, from the generals down to the soldiers, who doesn't know that MacArthur has nothing to do with the Joint Chiefs of Staff?"

You always obey orders that are useful to you. Have you done enough disobedience and obedience?"

"To put it bluntly, in your eyes, MacArthur, the Joint Chiefs of Staff is just a piece of rag to clean your feet. Take it out when you use it. When you are not using it, throw it away from you. If you use the Joint Chiefs of Staff to talk about things, you can still deceive others.

It won’t work for me for a while, who of us doesn’t know the details of the other?”

In his heart, Stilwell was extremely disgusted with MacArthur's words. Moreover, he felt cold to the old guy's statement. He frowned and said: "Your Excellency, Commander, as the Chief of Staff of the Allied China and Southeast Asia Theater Headquarters,

Provide appropriate suggestions to the troops to which they belong

It is my duty to make proposals to prevent the troops from suffering heavy losses. The Joint Chiefs of Staff will not have any objection to this. If the commander refuses to accept my suggestions, I will, as the chief of staff of the headquarters,

Fly to India and state the interests to General Alexander face to face."

MacArthur was angry and lost his patience. He fully believed that this single-minded guy would really go to India. In that case, his plan would be ruined. He was so ignorant of current affairs that there was no need to save face for him!

MacArthur stood up abruptly, staring at Stilwell with cold light blue eyes. After a while, he said word by word: "Chief of Staff Stilwell, I must remind you that our largest

The threat is the result of the Northern Burma Campaign between the Japanese in Singapore, the British and Tang Qiuli, and is directly related to the smooth implementation of the Tiger Shark Operation Plan!"

"As the commander of the headquarters, I order you that no one is allowed to interfere in the war between the British and Tang Qiuli without my permission. This is an order. Do you understand it, Stilwell?

Chief of Staff! Otherwise, I will severely punish him for disobeying orders, up to and including expulsion from the military!"

Now that we have talked about it, Stilwell is not a fool. If he doesn't understand, he will commit suicide. His arms can't hold his thighs. This is how he treats his die-hard allies. He knows it's a trap but doesn't take action.

Well, MacArthur's actions made him feel chilled and cold-hearted. It would be useless to say more. The old guy had already made murderous intentions!

Stilwell lamented in his heart, feeling quite disheartened. He stood up and stood at attention and said, "This is your Excellency, the Commander-in-Chief. As an American, I will naturally strictly carry out the orders of my superiors. Please rest assured about this."

, there is nothing else to do, Commander, please rest. If you have no other instructions, I will take my leave!"

MacArthur coldly watched Stilwell leave, looking lonely, without the slightest intention to hold him back. At this point, this guy didn't know the current affairs, and he didn't mind giving him a hard time. There was a cold light in his eyes, and he said

Say four words: "Childish, ridiculous!"

Stilwell's tall body trembled slightly, and he hesitated in his steps. After all, he did not turn around to continue the argument, and left with his head held high. A proud smile appeared on the corner of MacArthur's mouth. It was not easy to subdue this stubborn guy.

I had to throw out my trump cards and use harsh words, but the effect was satisfactory to me.

On the night of April 26th, the night was as dark as ink. The night wind blowing from the mountains made the treetops rustle, but it could not cover up the messy footsteps. In the Xinduo area of ​​​​the Hukang River Valley, among the dense forests

, groups of figures stumbled forward in the darkness, the speed was not slow, and whispered commands in English or Indian were heard from time to time.

Indian Brigadier General Singh, the commander of the 1st Jungle Brigade of Puram Garrison of the British Army in India, wiped the sweat from his face. The staff officer beside him handed over a compass. He turned on the flashlight, looked at it, and ordered: "

Send the order and the troops speed up their march. In a few hours, we will catch up with the fleeing Chinese!"

After accepting Commander Alexander's order, Brigadier General Singh, with a passion for meritorious service, closely pursued Wen Rongcai's troops in the Myanmar Northern Border Security Area of ​​the ** Division, which was withdrawing to the direction of Magao, determined to kill this unit that had commanded the commander.

Your Excellency, the small Chinese army is gnashing its teeth with hatred, paving a bright road for its own future.

It is a common phenomenon for Indian officers in the British Army in India to be promoted slowly and not easily. Brigadier General Singh has served the British like a fool for more than thirty years and has fulfilled the role of a colonial soldier.

Responsibility, the military rank reaches brigadier general, but it cannot be promoted anymore. A man in his fifties has been stuck at this juncture for more than ten years.

Without special luck and military exploits, Singer would have been in this position, sadly leaving the army and returning to live among the lower class people. Although they were all compatriots, Singer had completely broken away from that soil and integrated himself into it.

After entering the upper class society of the British and leaving the army, Singer didn't know whether he would have the courage to live on.

At the moment of hesitation, the respected Commander Alexander gave himself a bright road and was promoted to the rank of major general. This is what many Indian officers have dreamed of. Singh believed that he had the ability to seize this opportunity, and then

Change his life. In the garrison in East India, he will be the first senior Indian officer to hold the rank of major general.

When he thought of this, Brigadier General Singh had an uncontrollable impulse to kill the Chinese, complete the mission, and become a veritable general. However, Brigadier General Singh's eagerness was destroyed by the marching speed of the troops. If his own

There were not one-tenth British young soldiers in the army, which slowed down the marching speed. They could only follow the traces of the Chinese and pursue them step by step, but could not surpass the encirclement.

Based on the local soldiers in the army who grew up in the jungles of East India and are familiar with the terrain, I am afraid that at this moment, the fleeing Chinese have become corpses in their own encirclement. However, Singh used these colonies to

, the pampered men don’t have any clever tricks. The order just now was issued for these young soldiers.

Although it had no effect, the British soldiers and officers had no reaction to this order except rolling their eyes and looking indifferent. However, the British soldiers were afraid of being left in the dark forest and had to force themselves.

The effort to catch the Indian soldiers' backs made the march speed a lot faster.

Singh's idea is not arrogant. Considering the current situation of the troops in the northern border guard area of ​​Myanmar, Commander Wen Rongcai is seriously injured and in a coma. The two regiment-level garrison teams only have less than half the strength, less than 4,000 in total.

Five hundred people, before retreating, made a sneak attack on the camp of the British and Indian troops, and then retreated overnight. There were still hundreds of wounded in the team, and they couldn't move fast even if they wanted to.

Being overtaken by the British and Indian troops was inevitable. After a long battle, they were exhausted and their troops were at a disadvantage. They had no heavy weapons and were carrying wounded soldiers. They were overtaken by Singh's brigade of more than 7,000 people. A fierce battle was unavoidable. The final battle was inevitable.

As a result, Wen Rongcai's troops could only die in battle.

As for the troops in the security area who retreated to the direction of Magao, they never expected that in the dark night, the British and Indian troops, who had received a slap in the face, would dare to send a unit to pursue them in depth alone. They just followed their usual routine.

Get used to it, try to get away from the battlefield just now, and march at a slightly faster speed than usual.

The distance between the two sides is constantly shortening, and the danger is approaching the troops in the northern border guard area of ​​Myanmar.

(To be continued)