Age of Conquest Reborn

Thick fog gradually began to rise, and the small town of Xiduo on the east Indian side of the Hukang River Valley was shrouded in a vast expanse of white. The night was still dark, as thick as ink. If it were not for the few searchlights on the British and Indian military watchtowers, they would shine in the dense fog from time to time.

In the fog, dim yellow light flashed back and forth. This place, Xido, was no different from other desolate places in the Hukang Valley.

It is no exaggeration to say that the West is small. It is called a town, with a total of no more than 200 households. The folk customs are strong, but it is the only way from the East India region to the northern part of Indochina and Myanmar through the Hukang River Valley.

Xinduo, located on the northern side of Myanmar, is also known as Liangduo. There are many bandits and wandering armed forces, and there are many people who set up card charges and extort money.

Because it is the only way, all the forces want to get involved here, but in the end, no one can occupy Xiduo for a long time. No matter which big force comes, they must have a good relationship with these local snakes, otherwise, it will be very uncomfortable.

, we can’t kill everyone in Xiduo Town, right?

When the British ruled the Indochina Peninsula, the top officials of small towns had to be locals. There was only one exception. After the Japanese Army occupied northern Myanmar, the troops of the northern Myanmar border guard zone carried out a rigorous crackdown on these local forces and wandering armed forces.

Relentless attacks and clearings put this section of the road from the Hukan Valley to northern Myanmar and the small town of Sido under the jurisdiction of the Northern Myanmar Military and Political Commission.

After the British and Indian troops began to attack northern Myanmar, the troops in the northern Myanmar border guard area retreated all the way to Magao. General Alexander, the top commander of the British and Indian troops, naturally would not forget the local forces that had cooperated well with the British Empire.

Bandits and wandering armed forces, together

Following the order, his subordinates were dispersed and driven away by the troops of Wen Rongcai, commander of the Northern Burma Border Guard District of the ** Division. These local snakes, like hungry wolves smelling the smell of blood, showed their heads one after another and took control of the town.

The management rights also brought with them their old business.

As a result, the small town of Xiduo has regained its abnormal prosperity in the past, with alleys of cigarettes, willows, casinos, and cigarette shops. The small town of Xiduo, with its beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery, is full of smoke and smoke. Naturally, Commander Alexander will not

care about this

More importantly, what he wants is to ensure smooth traffic from the Hukham Valley to northern Myanmar. No matter who he is, even if he is a heinous bastard, as long as he serves the British Empire loyally, no matter what he does that is harmful to nature!

A simple road passes through the town with many bumps and bumps, dividing the town into north and south halves. Along the street are all typical northern Burmese-style buildings. It is already past one in the morning. Although it is late at night and foggy,

, Yanhuāliu Lane, the business of the casino's opium shop is still very popular. From time to time, drunken British soldiers and junior officers would stagger through the market with their arms around the charming brothel girl.

Chutian was in the jungle in the northeast of the town, looking at the small town close at hand, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He had figured out the guard situation of the British and Indian troops in Xiduo. They were a mixed regiment of British and Indian troops, with 1,700 soldiers.

The strength of many people, which is second-rate in terms of combat effectiveness, was able to eliminate the headquarters and the confidential communications department without anyone noticing. The first detachment, the third detachment, and the sixth detachment had already infiltrated without any effort.

But what is a bit troublesome is that the scope and direction of these nocturnal British officers and soldiers have no rules to follow. The poor military discipline of the defenders was originally conducive to sneak attacks, but the current situation has become a disadvantage.

In a sudden encounter, as long as a few gunshots are fired, the sneak attack becomes meaningless.

The British commander was not stupid. It was night, thick fog, and a battle suddenly broke out in a small town far away from the battlefield in northern Myanmar. It must have been a sneak attack. He would immediately alert Alexander's headquarters. What Chu Tian did

All his efforts will be in vain. The detachment leader directly under him looked at the detachment leader in confusion.

He didn't quite understand what the detachment leader was still hesitating about. It was late at night and the fog was thick. The few Indian soldiers standing guard at the street corner were absent-minded. In the eyes of the detachment leader, they were almost dead. If he touched them under their noses,

One knife will solve the problem, and you won't be able to notice even the slightest movement on the other side.

A few minutes later, Chu Tian whispered to the communications soldier: "Order the No. 1, No. 3, and No. 6 detachments to temporarily stop operations and stay put." Then, he said to the direct commander next to him: "Zhicheng, order the No. 1 detachment and

The second team, put on British military uniforms, follow me into the town, and get rid of those few first before taking action." After saying that, he pointed to a few Indian soldiers at the street corner.

The squad leader was a little confused and said in a low voice: "Detachment commander, we look very different from the British. Once we enter, the custody will be exposed." What the squad leader said is the truth. If he pretends to be Japanese, the special operations team members will

His ability is more genuine than that of a real Japanese, but pretending to be a British person is a bit suspenseful.

Chu Tian simply said four words: "Dense fog, dark night." The team leader reacted immediately. Moreover, the first and second teams were both tall and sturdy men, about the same height as the British. They wore raincoats.

Wrapping it up and confusing it with the real thing is really what it is!

In front of the British-Indian military watchtower at the intersection of Xiduo Street, six or seven Indian soldiers were holding rifles and wandering around like ghosts. In the fortifications made of sandbags, two light machine guns were leaning on the sandbags.

The soldiers in the fortifications wrapped themselves in raincoats and dozed while leaning against them. It was a hell to stand guard outside in such foggy weather.

Not to mention anything else, it was the heavy fog that was as thick as water vapor that made the military uniform stick to my body with moisture, making me feel indescribably uncomfortable. The feasting and feasting in the town had nothing to do with these Indian soldiers.

Relationships, hanging out in pubs, and sleeping with girls in brothels were the exclusive preserve of British soldiers and officers. Even though the streets were full of beautiful women, it was not his turn.

But what can be done? This is a rule handed down in the mixed unit of British and Indian soldiers. There are no special regulations. Indian officers and soldiers are not allowed to drink or sleep with women. But these conventional rules are more formal than official ones.

The order was terrible. No Indian officer or soldier dared to argue with these old British soldiers, risking their lives.

Or they are asking for equal treatment. Women and fine wine are not brought here by you British people. Why can you British people use them but we Indians cannot use them? I can only lament, who did not let me have a good background?

What about the formal citizens of the British Empire? They were born in a colony where they were second-class citizens.

The night was getting thicker and foggy, and the Indian sentry, who was bored and full of resentment, was drowsy. Suddenly, a few black shadows were like rocks rising from the ground, and a few sharp daggers were stabbed accurately.

Entering the heart of the sentry, the big iron-like hands covered their mouths with force. The sentry struggled in vain for a few times, tilted his head, and was no longer alive.

In the sandbag fortification, the dozing sentry's main artery was instantly severed, and he collapsed limply in the fortification. In just three to five minutes, the watchtower at the street corner fell into the hands of the directly affiliated unit, and the sentry was replaced.

The special operations team members wearing British military uniforms made no sound during the whole process.

Chu Tian appeared on the street in the uniform of a British colonel. Behind him, there were more than sixty soldiers dressed in the same style. Raincoats tightly wrapped their tall bodies. In such a dense foggy night, a group of soldiers marched neatly.

The soldiers suddenly appeared on the street, even if they didn't want to be conspicuous. The lower-ranking officers and soldiers of the British army who were wandering around raised their hazy drunken eyes and looked at Chu Tian and the others unkindly.

Yes, it was not a look of fear, but a look of ridicule and disdain. Since receiving Sido, there has been no custom of patrols patrolling the streets at night. Even the commander of the regiment, Colonel Brest, ignored it.

, this is that army that is so idle that it comes out to pretend to be a big clove of garlic?

A drunken British captain, with his uniform open and his eyes reddened by alcohol, ran straight towards the team. Some British officers and soldiers also stopped in their vain steps and looked at each other.

Seeing the lively atmosphere, I even blew a sharp whistle in fear of causing chaos in the world!

The British captain came to Chu Tian and asked with a stiff tongue and unclear words: "Man, man, which unit are you from? I am the security staff of the regiment. Why haven't I seen you? Give me your number and password!"

If you say anything wrong, I'll fucking shoot you!"

Chu Tian looked at the drunk cat coldly, suddenly raised his hand, and gave the British captain a big mouth. In his mouth, a string of English with a pure London accent, and he said fluently, "Asshole, ahead.

The war is tense, but you are living and drinking in the rear. Do you still look like an official of the British Emperor? Do you think you can do whatever you want in Xiduo, far away from the headquarters? "

"Commander Brest, is this how you manage the troops? If the Chinese ** team makes a sneak attack at this time, none of you will survive. As for my identity, you are not qualified to know it, but you can ask you

Colonel Brest, the commander of the regiment, but, Your Excellency, Colonel, he is in a very bad mood now, because on behalf of Commander Alexander, I have relieved him of his duties and temporarily replaced him with me!"

A slap across the face made the captain's eyes sparkle, and a burst of anger burned in his chest. He couldn't help but touch his gun with his right hand. As a loyal confidant of Captain Brest, not to mention that he kept his word.

He is also a character who stomps his feet and makes the West tremble wildly.

On the ground of Xiduo, no one has ever dared to do this to me, including some local snakes. Those who saw me were not respectful or spoke loudly, let alone being slapped inexplicably.

?

However, Chu Tian's next words were like a basin of cold water, waking up his mind that was burned by alcohol. He quickly retracted his hand. His great supporter, Captain Brest, was dismissed. The only one who could have such power was Commander Alexander.

They are the officials' cronies. Could it be that they are from the Supreme Command of the Indian Army? Are they taking over the defense of Xiduo?

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