Take Taobao to fight against Japan

"Haha! We won! The little devil is dead!"

"Win! We won! We won!"

"Woooooo! We actually won!"

"Brothers, please go all the way! The little devils have been killed by us!"

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Soon there were bursts of cheers of joy and weeping on the battlefield, and bursts of shouts for the rest of the catastrophe. Countless soldiers of the expeditionary army came out from their respective trenches and bunkers, facing the blue sky and white clouds, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in front of them. The battlefield bows down and weeps.

Everyone got carried away shouting, crying, and hugging, releasing their inner joy, excitement, and deep sorrow!

"Come on, let's go to the front line too!"

Soon the information on the frontline battlefield was transmitted to the former enemy headquarters, but Yang Fan didn't show a trace of joy on his face when he heard the victory news, but his face was full of sadness.

"it is good!"

"Let's send the brothers off for the last time!"

"Ok!"

Li Zongren, Sun Zhen, Yang Chengliang, Meng Wuan, Du Yuming and others also did not have much joy. Today's battle has ended like this, and there is indeed not much excitement worthy of everyone's cheers!

Soon, Yang Fan and others walked out of the underground shelter and walked all the way to the top of a small hill one kilometer away. At this time, everyone could see the whole battlefield from the perspective of the telescope!

Everywhere I looked, there were corpses strewn all over the fields, rivers of blood, blood and horror!

My God, this is still a battlefield, this is clearly a hell on earth!

While everyone was extremely shocked and astonished, they couldn't help but thump in their hearts: Why can't we see many soldiers of our own side who can still stand?

How many people did we die in this battle?

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Chapter 1082

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Drunk on the battlefield, Lord Grim, how many people did you fight in ancient times?

With this tragic scene in front of him, Yang Fan couldn't help thinking of the famous poem "Liangzhou Ci" written by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Han, and his inner world was suddenly filled with a touch of sadness.

For a long time, Yang Fan has tried his best to avoid this kind of loss-making business that kills one thousand enemies and loses eight hundred. However, with the expansion of the war scale and the continuous development of devils, this is not the first time that such a tragic war has occurred today, nor will it will be the last time.

In particular, German tanks are victorious in the African battlefield, and Egypt is already on the verge of collapse. Yang Fan seems to have seen that German tanks are about to break through Cairo and occupy the Suez Canal, and then attack cities all the way eastward, successively conquering Palestine, Jordan, Syria, The crazy scene of Iraq, Iran and other Middle Eastern countries in one pot.

If that day really comes, then Huaxia will inevitably have a direct exchange of fire with German tanks, and will face the double attack of the two most powerful fascist empires.

Millions or even tens of millions of German and Japanese allied forces, the sky, the ground, and the sea are densely packed with roaring torrents of steel. Such a picture is really not too beautiful!

Just thinking about it makes Yang Fan feel cold all over his body, even in the hot summer, the chill is unstoppable!

It's so cold in the heights, dance to find out the shadows, how is it like being in the world!

Although standing tall can see far, but at the same time it will increase troubles in vain!

"That's all, but do your best and obey the destiny!"

After being silent for a moment, Yang Fan sighed softly in his heart, and immediately turned his head to look at Huang Hong with a sad face and said loudly: "Quick, pass my order! Immediately organize a most powerful search and rescue team and immediately enter the battlefield to search and rescue Our wounded!

The helicopter brigade must do its best to assist in transporting the seriously wounded, and the field hospital must spare no effort to rescue all the injured brothers, even if they are alive.quick! "

After a pause, Yang Fan said worriedly: "Search and rescue personnel must pay attention to their own safety, and the little devil who finds an unknown situation must first repair the gun and make up the knife, and must not be taken lightly!"

"Yes!"

Huang Hong quickly saluted, then turned around and picked up the walkie-talkie carried by the signal soldier and began to convey orders.

At this time, Du Yuming was also anxious, and quickly said to Yang Fan: "Deputy Commander Yang, I have an unfeeling request, and I ask you to fulfill it!"

Yang Fan smiled and nodded in response: "Commander Du, if you have anything to ask, I will definitely do my best!"

Today's battle of the 5th Army can be said to have spared all its blood. It can be regarded as a life-and-death comrade in the same trench as myself. As long as he can do what he can, Yang Fan will not be stingy with the resources in his hands!

"Then thank Deputy Commander Yang first."

Du Yuming was not polite, and quickly said: "I also ask Deputy Commander Yang to send more people to the battlefield of the 200th Division. Please search and rescue Master Dai as quickly as possible!"

"Why didn't Master Dai Anlan withdraw from the front line?"

Yang Fan picked it up lightly, because he naturally knew the great reputation of General Dai Anlan, and he also knew that in another time and space, he had a historical regret of dying for his country in the Burmese battlefield.

Without waiting for Du Yuming to answer, Yang Fan said decisively: "Please rest assured, Commander Du, as long as Commander Dai is alive, I will guarantee that he is safe and sound!"

After speaking, Yang Fan turned his head and added a priority search and rescue order to Huang Hong.

Du Yuming grabbed Yang Fan's hand very gratefully, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Deputy Commander-in-Chief Yang! Our 5th Army appreciates this kindness!"

"Commander Du, you're welcome! We are brothers living and dying in the trenches, and it's too outlandish to say these words! This is just the beginning, and we still have a long and long way to go together!"

Yang Fan pursed his lips and smiled, showing a sense of sympathy.

In any case, at this moment, everyone is really brothers and comrades-in-arms who can back to back, and can help each other in times of trouble and together!

Li Zongren seemed to understand Yang Fan's implication, raised his eyebrows and asked Yang Fan softly, "You mean that the Japanese will not let it go, and will continue to increase troops in Myanmar to fight us in a short time?"

As soon as Li Zongren finished speaking, Sun Zhen, Du Yuming, Yang Chengliang, Wei Yunsong and others looked at Yang Fan in unison, their brows were full of questions.

In their view, the destruction of the Japanese troops sent to Burma by the Japanese devils this time, especially the destruction of the most elite veteran troops of the Japanese army, will definitely deal a serious blow to the Japanese government.

According to their expectations, even if they can't keep up and reverse the power gap between China and Japan, at least it will hurt the Japanese government. In less than a year and a half, it is impossible for the devils to organize troops to attack the Burmese theater again. up.

Facing everyone's questioning eyes, Yang Fan didn't shy away at all, nodded lightly and said: "If there is no last tragic life-and-death bloody battle, maybe the Japanese devils will weigh whether the weight in their hands is heavy enough!

But in the last battle, although we won, we also paid a very painful price, and exposed a huge problem!

The Japanese devils who have already lost their eyes, as long as there is a slight possibility of making money, they will never give up easily! "

"Doesn't that mean that the Myanmar theater has become more dangerous?"

Sun Zhen secretly swallowed his saliva, originally thought that he could breathe a sigh of relief, live a peaceful life for a period of time, lick his wounds, and slowly recover.

But after hearing what Yang Fan said, he immediately felt a sense of urgency, and it seemed that the devils would be overwhelmed again in a few days!

For the final strategic counter-offensive, all the troops of the Burmese Expeditionary Army can be said to be desperate, putting all their lives on the line.

In the end, it was also because nearly 50 Chinese soldiers did their best that this unprecedentedly large-scale strategic counter-offensive won the final victory, but both the casualties and the loss of technical equipment were beyond the ability to bear.

It can be said that the Myanmar theater will be in a weak state for a long time. If the Japanese government makes up its mind again at this time to launch a larger-scale battle in Myanmar in a very short period of time, the consequences can be imagined.

"Did you draw troops from the domestic battlefield? No, the domestic battlefield is not much better than ours! On the contrary, the country is still anxiously looking forward to, we can send more technical equipment back to the country as soon as possible!"

"Hey, who told us that we have been poor and weak for many years, with constant internal and external troubles, so that we missed the best development opportunity when we started late, resulting in a very weak industrial foundation!"

Li Zongren also kept shaking his head and vetoing himself, his face full of anxiety and sadness.

Chapter 1083

"Yeah, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!"

Du Yuming also frowned and said: "In fact, we didn't take much advantage in this big battle. At best, it can be regarded as a miserable victory. We lost almost all the technical equipment and all the main elites!

If the devils immediately increase their troops to attack aggressively at this time, how can we stop it?Difficult! "

In the past, Du Yuming would never have been so modest.

Because in the domestic battlefield, it is extremely difficult for a Chinese theater to VS a Japanese army with more than [-] troops, and they often only have the power to parry but not to fight back.

Just like the second Changsha battle not long ago, Xue Yue's ninth war zone had a total of 37.8 troops, but was beaten all over the place by the 11.5 Anan Weiji 11th Army, and several ace troops were devastated. hit.

After more than a month, the ninth war zone finally killed and wounded 10 Japanese troops at a heavy price of more than 4.14 casualties, barely preserving the original garrison area.

On the contrary, the Burmese theater relied on its own strength to forcibly withstood the entire 50 elite Japanese general army combat group, and miraculously turned against the wind, causing a devastating price to the devils Burma dispatched army in one fell swoop.

Speaking with conscience, this bull can brag for a lifetime anywhere!

In the past, there was really no need for Du Yuming to be modest. At this time, it would only be reasonable to be immersed in boundless joy, carnival and endless glory!

But, now that he has been with Yang Fan for a long time, Du Yuming also stands tall and sees far away, and suffers from excessive anxiety!

Even if he has won an unprecedented epic victory before him, even if his name will be engraved in the annals of history forever after this battle, he still can't be happy!

"Yang, that's great! The Huaxia Expeditionary Army is doing well, and this battle was really beautiful!"

Just when a group of bosses were feeling dejected, General Stilwell trotted all the way to the hill under the protection of more than a dozen entourage guards, and ran to Yang Fan with a happy face.

Before, Stilwell apparently sat in Yangon according to Yang Fan's request, and was responsible for the guarding of Sunshine City, front-line logistics support, and rescue of the wounded, but in fact he was Yang Fan's backup.

That is, once the frontline battlefield is defeated and Yangon cannot hold on, the wounded and supplies can be transferred as quickly as possible, and preparations for street fighting with the Japanese army in Yangon can be made.

As the news from the front came back to Yangon one by one, especially the outbreak of the final decisive battle, Stilwell couldn't bear it anymore, and drove to the former enemy headquarters with a group of people non-stop.

Among the following crowd, there is another old acquaintance, that is the little wife Xia Yumei Zhi, who is now a war reporter for the Huben Army.

Xia Yu was dressed in a military uniform, with a high-end color camera hanging around her neck. She was dressed like a war correspondent. There were two assistants beside her, a man and a woman, and the male assistant was carrying a video camera.

"General Stilwell, you are here!"

Yang Fan hugged Stilwell enthusiastically, then patted Stilwell on the shoulder and said, "My old friend, should you rest assured now? I said that victory will only belong to us, so victory will be ours." It must belong to us!"

"Haha, you are right, victory will only belong to us, and victory will only belong to the righteous side!"

Stilwell laughed three times with great excitement, and then asked, "Yang, what's the specific situation now?"

Yang Fan replied: "The Japanese 15th and 20th armies suffered devastating blows, and basically the entire army was wiped out. Almost 17 Japanese soldiers were killed in this battle, right?

More than 19 people from the 5th Army of the Japanese Army managed to break through the siege, and have entered the primeval jungle of the Bennong Mountains.

However, it is not so easy for them to escape from Shengtian, and a good show is waiting for them in the back!

As for the remnants of the 18th Army of the Japanese Army, they have already been surrounded by our regiments, and it is only a matter of time before they are destroyed! "

"I buy it!"

Stilwell's pupils constricted suddenly, and he snapped his fingers and said, "Doesn't this mean that the entire Burmese dispatched army has suffered a devastating blow, and we have killed at least 40 Japanese invaders in this Burmese battle?"

"Well, there will only be more and no less!"

Yang Fan smiled and nodded.

"I buy it! Yang, you are so amazing, you are my idol!"

Hearing this, Stilwell was about to go crazy with joy, he couldn't help but grabbed Yang Fan's arm, trembling all over, his hand was so strong that Yang's arm felt a little painful.

"alright, alright!"

Looking at Stilwell's adoring and fiery eyes, Yang Fan was really afraid that the over-excited Stilwell would hug him and take a few bites, so he shook his head and interrupted:

"General Stilwell! Please don't get too excited. We still have a lot of important things to do. This victory is really hard-won."

"That's right, Yang, you're right! We do have a lot of important things to do. I'm going to send a telegram to President Roosevelt right now to tell him the great news!"

Hearing this, Stilwell immediately lost his stickiness, turned around and left.

He is in a good mood, walking with wind, jumping up and down, how does he look like an old man who is about to turn [-]?

"Boss! Please allow me to enter the scene to take a video on the spot, and take the last photo of the soldiers who died heroically!"

After Stilwell hopped away, Xia Yu had the time to salute Yang Fan and beg for his order.

"it is good!"

Yang Fan nodded silently, without saying too much.

Because no amount of words are powerless, let alone save the lives of the soldiers. What we can do now is to faithfully record this period of history, inform future generations of their great achievements, and pass on the imprint of this spirit of generosity to the country forever. !

A teacher who never forgets the past, the history of suffering must never be forgotten!

After a pause, Yang Fan turned his head and said to Liao Youtian, his adjutant: "You personally lead the team to follow and protect, and you must ensure the personal safety of the field reporters."

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task, if there is any mistake, please come and see me!"

Liao Youtian saluted solemnly, and at this moment, he also really wanted to go to the frontline battlefield to see his brothers off for the last time.

On a hillside on the east bank of the Xitang River, Shojiro Iida, Haruki Isayama, Kameji Seki, Nakurakan, Tomo Ishimoto and other senior devil officers stood in a row in awe.

These old devils looked miserable and had red eyes. They stood motionless on the top of the mountain. Except for the occasional eyelids that turned unconsciously, the whole body was fixed like a clay sculpture.

On the other side of the river, the Long Live Charge to the Death, from the very beginning with more than 16 people, until all the Japanese devils fell, they all watched the whole process!

"Hey, we lost this battle after all!"