"Win!"

"We won!"

"We won!"

The people in the entire Nantianmen and the entire West Bank fell into a carnival.

They were beaten like lost dogs and lost their armor. The scurrying Japanese troops were driven back to Burma and driven out of their homes. All the people under the high-pressure rule of the Japanese army suddenly became enlightened.

After a full year and a half, the offensive and defensive momentum finally changed, and the lost territory was finally regained. Although the price paid was high, a smile could still be seen on every soldier's face.

After Yu Xiaoqing and Long Wenwen discussed it, they slaughtered pigs and sheep to reward the three armies.

"How are the casualty statistics going?"

Wang Zhong walked out of the temporary hospital ward, exhausted, and looked at Long Wenwen, who was already waiting outside the door, and asked.

"The losses of the first and second battalions were not great. Including the injured, there were only over a hundred people in total. On the contrary, it was the third battalion that was left behind and suffered the heaviest losses. Only more than a hundred people were left intact."

"Where are the guerrillas?" Wang Zhong asked.

Long Wenwen paused for a moment before saying: "The guerrillas suffered heavy losses, and there are less than two hundred people left who can breathe."

Upon hearing this number, Wang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then sighed, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two cigarettes, handed one to Long Wenwen, and stuffed the other into his mouth.

"You don't smoke, don't you?" Long Wenwen asked as he lit the match and helped Wang light a cigarette.

Wang Zhong took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke before saying: "I'm not an iron man. On the battlefield, cigarettes are the best thing to relieve stress."

A smile appeared on Long Wenwen's face. After lighting a cigarette for himself, he put out the remaining half of the match in his hand, forced out a forced smile and said, "Smoke is a good thing."

Wang Zhong said: "It's a pity that so many brothers can't smoke."

"No one can fight without dying. Their sacrifices are all meaningful," Long Wen said.

"I understand the truth!" Wang Zhongdao: "Being born in our era, our legs are muddy and we are covered in blood. It is enough for our generation to make sacrifices. Our sons and grandsons can live a peaceful and stable life. Everything

All the sacrifices are worth it.”

Long Wenwen was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, and then looked at Wang Zhong with complicated eyes, and sighed: "Yes, for the sake of a better life in the future, necessary sacrifices are inevitable."

"It's a pity that there are so many brothers, many of whom don't even have wives and children." Wang Zhong took another puff, the lit cigarette butt flickering with fire.

Long Wenwen didn't know how to respond to Wang Zhong's words. He also had no wife or children.

After taking a few puffs of cigarette, he changed the subject: "What are your plans next?"

"What about you?" Wang Zhong did not answer, but asked: "What do you think?"

"Of course, we should pursue the victory and expand the results." Long Wenwen had already thought about it, but now he just said what he wanted to say.

Wang Zhongdao: "It is inevitable to take advantage of victory and pursue it, but how to take advantage of victory and pursue it is the key."

"Our familiarity with Myanmar is very limited, but the Japanese army has been operating in Myanmar for nearly two years."

"Now that we occupy Nantianmen, it is easy to get supplies. But once we go deep into Myanmar, the front line will be stretched, and supplies will become a problem."

"You can use planes to replenish supplies." As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, a voice came from beside him. The two of them followed the sound and turned to look, and saw American Mike walking quickly towards them.

"Now that we occupy the west bank, we can deploy anti-aircraft firepower, and our aircraft can also cross the Nu River to help with reconnaissance and combat.

If we capture the airport you mentioned left behind by the British, then supplies will not be a problem."

"The total strength of the Japanese army in Myanmar is at least one division. Although we won the battle and nearly destroyed the Takeuchi Regiment, our strength still lags far behind the strength of the Japanese army in Myanmar.

"

"Do you want to unite with the British in India?" Long Wenwen immediately guessed Wang Zhong's intention.

Wang Zhongdao: "Although those British guys are unreliable, they have suffered great losses at the hands of the Japanese, and they definitely want to make up for it."

"And do you think the British don't understand the principle of not allowing others to sleep soundly on the side of the bed?"

"We can help contact the British." Mike spoke again. After the battle at Nantianmen, he had developed respect for Wang Zhong and Long Wenwen.

Wang Zhong changed his tone and said: "What I am most worried about now is not the Japanese or the British."

"You mean, Tang Ji?" Among all the people Wang Zhong knew, Long Wenwen was not the smartest or the most intelligent, but he definitely understood Wang Zhong the best.

"Not just Tang Ji, but also the Yu family behind him."

"Now that Nantianmen has been taken, the Takeuchi United Army has been almost destroyed by us, and the entire West Bank has completely fallen into our hands."

"But precisely because of this, they can't wait even more."

"Strive for merit!" Long Wenwen slowly spat out two words.

"What are your plans?"

Wang Zhong did not answer Long Wenwen's question, but looked at him with stern eyes and said, "You are the commander of the Sichuan Army."

"Whether our Sichuan Army Corps can be promoted from an independent regiment to a division depends on you."

"What about you?" Long Wenwen looked at Wang Zhong with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

"We don't lack soldiers charging forward, but we lack heavy firepower support."

"Although the Krupp artillery fire is accurate, the leadership ability is not enough, and we don't have enough gunners now. Dragon Tuanzuo, don't you think your artillery battalion is still short of a battalion commander?"

"You're going to the artillery camp?"

"My skills are suitable for fighting guerrilla warfare in the mountains and forests, but on the frontal battlefield, the role I can play is definitely not as good as an artillery battalion that can provide you with support at any time."

"Krupp has made every effort, but he has only trained me more than thirty gunners." Long Wenwen said helplessly.

"One gun can at least defeat a platoon."

"Mike, you Americans need your help in contacting us."

"Don't worry, it's no problem." Mike patted his chest and said.

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Three days later, Yu Xiaoqing led the elite of the Yu Division to attack the Japanese airport, while Long Wenwen led nearly a thousand people from the First and Second Battalions of the Sichuan Army, marching toward Myanmar along the border between the two countries bit by bit.

The little bookworm and some members of the guerrillas had already crossed the Nu River and returned to the east bank under Wang Zhong's arrangement. The rest who were unwilling to leave the west bank built the first west bank in Heshun under Wang Zhong's arrangement.

This police station is responsible for maintaining civil order. He Dashan, who was the first to join the guerrillas, was injured in the battle, but only slightly. On the recommendation of Wang Zhong, he became the first resident of the Heshun Police Station.

, leading the Chinese people in Heshun, Lianhua Town and the West Bank to rebuild their homes.
Chapter completed!