Great Power Army Reclamation

There is a mountain stream to the east of this road and steep cliffs to the west. In fact, it is said to be a road, but it is just a small path built by the common people with their hands and ox carts.

The tanks roared and rolled on this trail, widening the originally narrow road. This caused the Burmese infantry behind to advance much faster.

They are also excited today. They have sophisticated weapons and think their fighting qualities are not bad, but every time they fight here, they are crushed.

In fact, the reason is very simple. It is because the mountains are high and the forests are dense. The Kokang Army is familiar with the terrain and is good at jungle warfare.

Today, the tanks crushed the small road into a big road, and the small trees as thick as arms were crushed directly. There is nothing more exciting than this.

The first company commander shouted to his men to speed up. He wants to be the first hero to capture this place.

Ming Taiyuan had been discovered, and several bullets hit him. One shot from a tank's machine gun bullet is already fatal, let alone how many more? Ming Taiyuan fell on the road, lifeless.

Peng Jinsheng beat his thigh and was about to ask someone to go up again. He was already halfway up the mountain. It was the most difficult section of the mountain to climb. If they were to rush over, it would be almost impossible to defend.

The two soldiers with grenades on their bodies were ready to go, with determination written on their faces.

The tank had already arrived next to Ming Taiyuan. Just when the tracks were about to crush him, there was a loud noise and Ming Taiyuan's body was blown away.

And the tank couldn't move. Both tracks were damaged. Although the engine was roaring with the throttle increased, it could no longer move forward.

Peng Jinsheng burst into tears and murmured: "No matter what you have done before, from today on, you are a brave hero!"

The tank struggled in vain to move, mainly because it couldn't move and the people behind it couldn't get up.

The Kokang Army took the opportunity to dig trenches above, not trenches, but a chasm that tanks could not cross.

Originally, it was not easy to dig such a ditch in the mountains because there were rocks everywhere on the ground. It's just that the Kokang Army was well prepared and already had trenches dug and filled in, so it only took time to clean them out.

An hour later, the second tank finally arrived at the first tank under the order of its superiors, and squeezed the first tank down the mountain stream.

In fact, this tank is completely usable with its tracks attached, which shows how determined the Burmese army is for this attack.

Then drive on, and the second tank becomes the lead vehicle and continues to move forward. The Kokang Army ignored them and concentrated on dealing with the infantry.

However, because the tank firepower was too strong, the Kokang Army suffered heavy losses. But this did not give the Kokang Army any intention of retreating. On the contrary, the more he fights, the braver he becomes.

After continuing to advance a few hundred meters, the tank truck stopped again. Because there was a big trench dug in front of us and it was impossible to cross.

The Kokang Army soldiers hiding in the ditch took the opportunity to blow up the tracks of the tank again. This time, the tanks behind really did not dare to come up.

Although tanks are powerful, in fact, if a person really gets close, there is nothing this behemoth can do to you.

The Kokang Army took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. The Burmese infantry fled and the tanks turned around and fled back in embarrassment.

Only a paralyzed tank was left alone on the mountainside, as well as a large number of corpses of Burmese soldiers.

The Kokang Army let out a cheer and quickly swept the battlefield, but the atmosphere soon fell silent.

Although the Burmese army left corpses everywhere, they also suffered close to 400 casualties, especially Peng Jinsheng's direct descendants, who died about 300 people.

This kind of loss is really not something Peng Jinsheng can bear. Yang Jingyun glanced at Peng Jinsheng. If his subordinates were not afraid of fighting, Peng Jinsheng would not have lost so many people.

Yang Jingyun stepped forward and said sincerely: "Commander Peng, I'm sorry, from now on I will leave these people to you. You can fight and kill if you want. I won't say anything!"

Peng Jinsuo glared at him and said nothing. Instead, Peng Jinsheng patted him on the shoulder:

"What do you call this? The battlefield is a place where corpses are wrapped in horse leather. They should have this awareness from the first day they get a gun."

Having said this, he glanced at Peng Jinsuo, pointed at Yang Jingyun's subordinates and said:

"From now on, these people will be handed over to you for training. Anyone who disrespects military orders will be killed!"

Peng Jinsheng's voice was very loud, and he was speaking specifically to these people. The people in the Yang Jiajun felt a chill in their hearts, and all looked at Yang Jingyun.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jingyun finally killed her relatives this time. She stood on a high platform and shouted:

"From now on, you are the Kokang Alliance Army, with only one commander in chief, Commander Peng Jinsheng. If you fail to perform in battles in the future, without Commander Peng's punishment, I will kill you!"

Everyone was shocked. There was no luck anymore. It seemed that they could only learn from Peng Jiajun in the future.

The cover of the abandoned tank had been opened, and Peng Jinsheng went down to observe it in person. It was an old tank from World War II, and it was stuffy inside.

The most annoying thing is that all the ammunition inside has been used up, leaving it useless, which makes people sigh with regret.

Throw the enemy's corpses into the mountain stream. Not only will they worry about decay and plague here, there are many wild animals here, and they will clean up the battlefield.

The bodies of the comrades must be buried on the spot. The weather here is hot and they cannot be released.

After counting and registering, they were buried on the hillside, cut into wooden plaques, and engraved with their names. This became their tombstone.

The deceased will naturally have to receive a pension, and whether the family will relocate the deceased in the future is their own business.

War is a place where lives are like nothing. If a sickle is struck, it will fall in pieces. Therefore, no one is sad anymore. Taking off his hat and bowing is the greatest respect for the deceased.

It's not that they are cruel, but maybe in the next moment, they may sleep on this land forever.

I don't know if it was because of the killing of humans that the sky was moved, but the sky suddenly became dark, and then there was a downpour.

No one escaped, everyone stood quietly in the rain, letting the rain wash away the dirt and blood stains on their bodies. And the heart that has gradually become numb.

Half an hour later, the heavy rain stopped, and there were no traces of the battle on the ground. The pieces of blood flowed into the soil with the rain. I guess the vegetation here will be more lush next year, right?

Considering the special situation of the people here, Wei Yuxiang and Yang Geyong decided to put the steel plant in China after discussing it.

The main reason is that the situation here is too complicated and the risk factor of placing the factory here is too high.

As for the labor problem of people here, it is actually easy to solve. Besides, mining also requires a large number of people.

Wei Yuxiang has been in this industry for many years and is familiar with everything he does. He first transports the mining equipment and then starts work.

There is no need to contract the mine to anyone. It can be managed by the Kokang Autonomous Region led by Heizi. Liu Ling helped formulate a series of labor regulations.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and Liu Ling had not planned to leave when he came back this time.

It's just that Ye Mao can't stay here now. In fact, Liu Ling himself can't bear to leave. Those African instructors have returned to their country, and Yang Geyong is too lazy to stay here, so they are preparing to return to the capital together.

At this time, Liu Ling received the news that the Kokang Army had suffered heavy losses and was very anxious.

Although she was very unhappy with her father, he was her biological father after all, and she couldn't really ignore him. Otherwise, if any danger happened, she would not feel at ease when she went to the capital.

Ye Mao saw her worries and made a decision after just thinking about it for a moment. Move the young troops up to fight a big battle, a tough battle.

In fact, war is not much different from fighting. It is always so painless and no one is really afraid of anyone. It will hurt and cripple it once. The border will definitely be stable for decades.

Liu Ling naturally agreed with Ye Mao's proposition, so the Youth Army held an enlarged meeting, in which all officers above the company commander level participated.

The meeting confirmed Heizi's promotion from regimental commander to army commander. After all, he is the commander-in-chief of this army, so it doesn't sound good to call him regimental commander.

Commander of the Youth Army, no matter what the establishment is, at least it sounds legitimate. It has nothing to do with the number of people, it is just a title.

The young soldiers were strong, their horses were strong, and their equipment was complete. After leaving behind the necessary defensive forces, the convoy marched toward the front line in a mighty manner.

After arriving at the front line, they saw the tragic faces of the Allied soldiers.

Many of the Youth Army soldiers were children of the Allied Army, and some of their fathers died in this battle, including Heizi's father.

Thinking about his father's concerned eyes when they separated not long ago, Heizi's heart was as sharp as a knife. So he refused to stop for a moment and was about to prepare for battle.

Now that the morale of the youth army is high, Ye Mao does not stop him. Including Yang Geyong, they have already been gearing up.

He doesn't want to stay here, mainly because the fighting is too boring. None of them are as enjoyable as the ones in Africa. Not to mention the small scale, each one is more timid than the other. He couldn't even use it.

But this time, facing other people's regular army, he finally became a little interested.

Liu Ling didn't say anything to Peng Jinsheng. Although she cared about her father in her heart, it didn't mean that she could forgive her father for treating her as a tool.

The Youth Army's operation started at night, because it originally wanted to make a surprise attack. If it operates at night, the concealment effect will be much better.

Originally, Ye Mao did not allow the Kokang Army to participate. To put it nicely, they needed to rest and recuperate, but his real intention was that he was afraid that not only would they not be able to help, but they would also cause trouble.

The team of more than 700 people was really silent in the jungle. Occasionally, a few frightened birds chirped in the air, but they soon became silent.

It took more than two hours to walk down the mountain. Not far from the foot of the mountain was the elite 99th Division of the Burmese Army.

This division is known as the most elite unit of the Myanmar Army. It is not only equipped with heavy firepower, but also has a tank regiment with 98 tanks.

However, there are now 96 vehicles left, and two have been destroyed by the Allies.

The military camp was quiet, and they were extremely tired from the day's fighting. As soon as I lay down, I quickly fell asleep.

Several sentries looked at the opposite peak with vigilance. They knew that the only danger came from that peak.

A company commander came over and shouted: "Open your eyes wide, don't let even a fly in!"

A soldier joked: "Company Commander, I'm not stupid. I won't run to the flat ground to bayonet with a tank!"

The company commander's face was bright. The thing he was most proud of was his equipment. If the mountains on the opposite side weren't high and densely forested, he felt that his company could defeat them all.

However, he still laughed and cursed a few words: "Shut up and open your dog eyes. If something happens, you will die without a burial place."

Bing Youzi smiled "Hee hee" and said: "Report to the company commander, if a fly is put in, you can use my head as a chamber pot!"

The company commander walked up to him and thrust a wine bottle into his arms:

"Do a good job on duty, let me have a good sleep, and don't drink too much."

Bingyouzi looked excited: "You don't know how much I drink. I don't drink much, and it's not enough to fill my teeth. You can sleep well."

The company commander turned and returned to the barracks. Bingyouzi called a sentry and asked him to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

The sentry ran quickly and returned quickly holding a piece of dried meat. Bing Youzi was overjoyed and invited his brothers to eat some together.

Because it was winter, it was still a little cold at night, and they were not allowed to warm themselves over the fire, so everyone was a little cold.

Bingyouzi took out a jar of wine from a tank like a magic trick. This is a home-brewed local wine. Although the taste is not very good, the alcohol content is not low. It is something that the people here prefer.

Everyone sat in a group and started drinking quickly. Bingyouzi can see in all directions, so there is no need to guard against the other side at this time. He just needs to be careful not to let his superiors catch him.

At the division command post, the division commander frowned and looked at the map. He was a famous general in the Burmese army. Although he was only a division commander, he had a high prestige in the army.

He had commanded the army several times to fight against neighboring countries without losing a single victory. This was the first time he fought against the Kokang Army. This result made him very dissatisfied.

He is a famous general and his troops are elite. It was undoubtedly a shame for him that he couldn't take advantage of a bunch of natives.

He was observing the terrain, trying to find a road that would go straight into the old street and completely trample the Kokang people under their feet.

I just observed it for a long time, but there was nothing at all. Because the only way is this official road. Also very narrow. The key is to climb the mountain.

After thinking for a long time, he picked up the phone and reported the situation here to his superiors. Trying to get helicopter support.

Although it is also dangerous for helicopters to fight in such terrain, at least they can cooperate with ground troops.

Moreover, he can clearly see the form of the enemy at high altitude, allowing him to make a clear judgment.

However, the superior obviously didn't want to agree to his request, and in the end, he actually yelled at him.

"Are you out of your fucking mind? Do you know how much a helicopter costs? If you say you want it, can you afford to pay for it if there's an accident?"

The teacher showed no fear: "It's just for fighting. Why don't you keep it at home as a painting? Or you can just keep it in a museum as a cultural relic!"

The boss was left speechless by him, and after some further debate, he finally decided to send two planes to support them tomorrow morning.

The division commander has already decided to push the useless tank into the ditch tomorrow. In fact, he didn't care how deep the trench was, as long as the soldiers could get up there and they could dig it, he could fill it in himself.

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