Age of Conquest Reborn

Swallowing back a mouthful of blood, he also swallowed the fact that from the moment the ** bomber group appeared, Alexander understood that the next road would become extremely difficult, with so many vehicles and tanks crowded in

Marching on two narrow roads, they were ready targets for Chinese bombers.

Before reaching Xiduo, I was afraid that everyone, including himself, would become a charred or fragmented corpse in the Hukang River Valley. He looked up to the sky and sighed: "Tang Qiuli, how many traps have you prepared for me?

"The voice was filled with powerlessness and helplessness, a kind of helplessness that could not control one's own destiny. Hearing this, Lieutenant General Adams, the Chief of Staff, felt a sense of sadness and sadness in his heart.

Alexander seemed to have vented his inner frustration and said to the speechless Adams: "Chief of Staff, immediately convey my order to abandon all vehicles and tanks, and the troops will march on foot. If anyone raises objections and refuses to carry out my order,

Or if he takes the opportunity to cause trouble and disturb the morale of the military, let the military police execute him on the spot!"

Adams was stunned and asked involuntarily, "Commander, are you abandoning all the vehicles? What to do with the wounded? From here to Xiduo, it takes seven or eight days to march on foot. The soldiers can bear it.

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A cold light flashed in Alexander's eyes, and he felt the need to explain the serious situation at hand to his loyal deputy, "Adams, I think anyone can be skeptical of my orders, but you are the only one."

No, giving up all the vehicles will slow down the march, and under the current weather conditions, the soldiers' hardship will inevitably be several times higher!"

Adams' face couldn't help but show a look of shame, but the doubts in his eyes did not diminish at all. Loyalty to the commander did not mean unconditionally executing every order from him. He was the chief commander of the march, so he had

own practical difficulties.

Just like the bombs from the ** Division bomber just now, the wounded soldiers were missing arms and legs, their heads were bleeding, and their bellies were blooming. There were more than 3,000 soldiers, if not four thousand. Those were wounded soldiers who had lost the ability to move independently. How could they get away? Could it be that all of them were injured?

Carry it up, my God. How far can you go in one day? Aren't you waiting for Tang Qiuli's soldiers to catch up?

He did not speak, but Alexander knew that he had not convinced the chief of staff, so he continued: "Adams, this is the immediate difficulty we all see, but you should understand that if we continue to take the vehicle, we will inevitably suffer more

Much loss. Such bombing will be like a nightmare and will accompany us for the rest of the journey."

"The target of vehicles is too big. Abandon all vehicles and march on foot. Although it is difficult, at least it can ensure that our soldiers can avoid the bombing of Chinese bombers at any time!"

At this point, Alexander became wiser. "When dealing with that insidious, cunning, vicious and fierce Chinese Tang Qiuli, we must prepare for the worst in everything, okay. Dear Adams, please convey

Order to go. Tell the soldiers to bring as much supplies as possible. In the next few days, we will not get any supplies unless we reach Xiduo!"

Adams had no choice but to speak, "Your Excellency, Commander, I understand that your decision is the most correct one at the moment, but, do you know, during the bombing just now, we had more than 3,000 wounded people added, what should they do?

Are you going with the army?"

Alexander's expression dimmed, and then his eyes became cold, and he said in a cold tone: "Impossible, the wounded will slow down the march. Tang Qiuli will not sit back and watch us retreat like this. His troops are behind, okay

Come on, Adams, I'll come up with a solution, but you need to implement it, because others don't have such strength!"

Adams' heart tightened. He had already vaguely guessed what the commander's plan was. Sure enough, Alexander said expressionlessly: "Place all the wounded on the spot, leave enough food and medicine for them, as well as doctors and

Nurse, once I find that the Chinese are catching up, they can choose to resist or surrender. The only thing I can do is pray for them in front of God!"

Adams found it difficult to accept that more than 3,000 wounded soldiers who had lost their combat effectiveness were resettled on the spot in the desolate Hukang River Valley, which meant that they had been abandoned. How would the Chinese soldiers who caught up later treat them? Treat them well.

Or massacre, the Japanese executed prisoners of war mercilessly, but what about the Chinese? They are all Asians, what’s the difference?

But looking at Alexander's unquestionable gaze, Adams knew that it would be useless to argue anymore. Moreover, he believed that the commander's method was the only way to escape the fate of the entire army being annihilated. However, it was psychologically difficult to do so.

Just accept it. Compared with the wounded and the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers, which one is more important? Adams struggled in his heart for a while and finally made a decision.

He saluted with a military salute and said, "Yes, I will resolutely carry out the orders of Your Majesty the Commander. I will go deal with the wounded." Then, he staggered away. Looking at Adams's back, Alexander felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

It's possible that he wouldn't issue such a cruel order because he was forced by Tang Qiuli!

Thousands of tanks and trucks were left behind. The British and Indian soldiers took up their legs again and headed towards Xiduo. Behind them were more than 3,000 wounded lying on the ground, soaring into the sky.

Thick smoke, burning vehicles, craters everywhere, countless vicious curses, and the pale faces of doctors and nurses. They became the victims of Prime Minister Churchill and the outcasts of the British Empire's army!

Alexander's judgment was very accurate, and it was the only time in the northern Burma campaign that he was able to predict something as expected. Shortly after leaving the bombing site, Le Yiqin's second wave of bombers arrived as scheduled, and then,

It was a heavy aerial bomb that fell from the sky, and thick smoke and fire rose into the sky on the road in the Hukang Valley.

However, the effect of this bombing was much smaller than the previous one. When they heard the thunderous roar of engines, the British and Indian soldiers, without the need for orders from officers, very obediently looked for air defense locations on their own. There were only some reactions.

Slow, short-legged and unlucky guys turned into corpses.

Le Yiqin was in the command post of the Myitkyina base, holding a communicator and shouting there: "What? The British and Indian soldiers abandoned all their cars and tanks and marched on foot. The bombing effect was not good? In the first

There are a lot of tanks and cars at a bombing site. Damn it, just ignore them and blow them up hard. If you see a British guy or an Indian soldier, drop a bomb for me!"

Director He of the Operations Department came in, looked at Le Yiqin who looked wrong, and said carefully: "Commander, the first squadron of the reconnaissance aircraft group has returned. The situation in Xinduo has been clearly investigated. There are indeed British and Indian troops building there.

The positions and specific troop strength are unknown. In addition, reconnaissance planes also discovered that there are at least nine artillery positions."

Le Yiqin said without turning his head: "Immediately report the reconnaissance information to the division headquarters. Accept orders from the division commander at any time!"

In the Hukang River Valley, more than 200 kilometers away from Xinduo, in a natural cave, the headquarters of the direct corps that pursued Alexander was located here. Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe hurried in and said to division commander Tang Qiuli: "

Division Commander, we received reports from aviation reconnaissance planes that there are an unknown number of British and Indian troops in Xindu. In addition, nine artillery positions were also discovered."

Tang Qiuli asked calmly: "Yu He, Xiao Jinshan and Fang Yuanshan, do they have any information?" Zheng Yong, commander of the artillery of the ** Division, who reported to the headquarters, heard that the British and Indian troops were in Xinjiang

There were a lot of artillery. There were nine positions, and he immediately pricked up his ears. Based on his experience, he judged that there were at least two regiments of artillery. They were a big fat piece of meat and a hard bone to chew.

Zhao Yuhe took out another telegram and said: "Yes, I just received separate reports from the two leading regiments, but the contents are almost the same. The ground reconnaissance of Xinduo has been completed. In Xinduo, the intention is to block our army.

The British and Indian troops are about 7,000 people in a mixed brigade, with average combat effectiveness. However, there are about two and a half regiments of artillery in Xinduo, both of which are American-made 155mm caliber howitzers. Our vanguard troops, according to the division commander's instructions,

Order, no attack on Shindo!"

Tang Qiuli hadn't spoken yet. Zheng Yong, who was listening with his good eyes, interrupted anxiously and said: "Commander, you are all big guys. That is a good thing. We have to get it. It is enough to equip two heavy artillery regiments."

!" After saying that, he realized that in his desperation, he had snatched away the teacher's words, smiled sheepishly "hehe" and rubbed his big hands.

Tang Qiuli laughed loudly and said: "Yu He, have you seen it? Our Commander Zheng is very happy to see the hunting. As soon as he hears the cannon, his heart is itching. Okay, I will meet your request and order the vanguard to surround

Xinduo, order Le Yiqin to send two bomber groups to bomb Xinduo and remind him not to blow up those cannons, otherwise Commander Zheng will fight for him!"

Myitkyina, the aviation base command post, Dong Ningxuan, chief of staff of the Southern Flying Group, said to Le Yiqin who was full of thoughts: "Commander, since such a situation has arisen, will the bomber formation of the third attack wave continue to carry out bombing operations?"

Necessity of the mission? Or, tomorrow, we will continue the bombing? "

Le Yiqin shook his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Chief of Staff, we cannot stop, we must ensure the continuity of the bombing. The division commander's order not only requires us to achieve a great bombing effect, but also to consume and exhaust the British and Indian soldiers.

It means, bomb, keep bombing, I will let these British guys and Indian soldiers take a few steps, and then leave corpses everywhere, bomb, bomb, keep bombing until Xiduo or the division commander orders to stop bombing! Order the third wave of bombers

Formation and take off as planned!"

As the orders from the command post were issued, bombers and fighter jets rushed into the sky. Le Yiqin was determined to make Alexander's life difficult!

(To be continued)

Superfluous words: After typing the last word of today's two chapters, Xiao Jin felt relieved. In two years, there has not been a single update for a day. Dear book friends, you will accompany Xiao Jin unwaveringly through seven hundred years.

Many days and nights, countless cold, summer, spring and winter, I have become accustomed to the days of typing on the keyboard in the dead of night, because I know that I have your expectations!

As soon as he entered the world, time hastened his growth, and the Spring Festival came again. Xiao Jin, who has passed the third year of his life, should probably be called Lao Jin. He was alone and could only rely on his father and mother at home.

Celebrate a reunion during the Spring Festival. Fortunately, because of my career, I don’t have to rush around as the New Year is approaching. I avoid the fatigue of traveling and can go home more than a month early.

Okay, my mom asked me to eat dumplings, so I won’t go into too much detail. I’d like to ask all book friends to take Lao Jin’s blessing and eat these hot, fragrant dumplings with your family! “Snake

On the afternoon of New Year’s Eve, at 5:30 p.m. "(To be continued, Gone with the Sky) This work is recommended by registered literature members