After receiving Wang Meihui's letter, Wang Xun was so happy that he didn't know the whole world.

Originally, I thought it was gone, but I didn't expect that it would be clear all of a sudden. Nurse Wang was willing to write a letter to him, which means she was not really angry with him.

Li Sigen shook his head and said, "Axun, then let's talk about it in a long story?"

"Ah? Oh, okay." Wang Xun's thoughts returned to reality and nodded repeatedly.

Li Sigen said again: "According to the orders of the Chief Office, our 1st Battalion of the Special Forces Brigade will do its best to delay the heavy equipment of the left-wing Japanese army. However, Axun, you have also participated in the operation of our special forces and know that our special forces are not omnipotent, so we can only buy you a month at most."

"Brother Sigen, one month is enough." Wang Xun said hurriedly, "Actually, what our master means is more than half a month."

"Your division commander is a bit arrogant. If you really let the heavy equipment of the left-wing Japanese army advance to Ren'anqiang within half a month, with the strength of your 22nd Army, it will definitely be unstoppable for two months." Li Sigen shook his head and said, "But it is better to have confidence than not. Just reply to your division commander as you say."

"Yes." Wang Xun stood at attention and said, "Brother Sigen, be careful."

"Don't worry." Li Sigen patted his chest and said with a smile, "The last time such a serious injury did not kill me, and there would be no problem this time. To borrow a sentence from our chief executive, it is, the person who can take my Li Sigen's life has not crawled out of his mother's belly. Let's go, brother!"

After saying that, Li Sigen turned around and car.

In just a moment, the jeep was gone.

...

Mandalay, the head of the Myanmar War Zone.

Wang Geng pointed to the sand table and said to Zhong Yi: "The General Officer, the 1st and 2nd Battalions of the Special Operations Brigade have set out. They will infiltrate the Japanese army as planned and launch a large-scale raid on bridges, roads, and railways to delay the heavy equipment of the Japanese army on the left and right wings as much as possible."

"Yeah." Zhong Yi nodded slightly when he heard this.

War has its own iron laws, and the Spiritual Victory Law cannot solve all problems.

The morale of the Sichuan Army is really unspeakable, but this does not mean that it can handle everything.

If the Japanese army's heavy equipment is in place, the situation will become very difficult.

Therefore, it is very necessary to send special operations brigades to the Japanese army on the left and right wings. In any case, it is necessary to ensure that the heavy equipment of the Japanese army on both wings arrives at the scheduled battlefield at least one month later.

In this way, the two armies on the left and right wings will be sure to persevere until two months.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for a month to persevere in the face of the Japanese army's heavy firepower.

Wang Geng said again: "The combat effectiveness of the Special War Brigade is still trustworthy, so now, it depends on the middle way."

"Yes, it depends on the result of the middle lane now." Stilwell nodded and said, "It is completely foreseeable that the battle in the middle lane will be an unprecedentedly tragic war of attrition. This is both the consumption of troops and the consumption of weapons."

"Yes, this will be an unprecedentedly tragic war of attrition." Zhong Yi nodded and said, "But the final victory will definitely belong to our Chinese Expeditionary Force. I am extremely convinced of this."

...

At this time, Manler Airport.

Zhang Fan was drinking coffee leisurely in the airport lounge.

With the continuous arrival of various resources of material resources provided by the United States, the construction of various military centers in northern Myanmar has been launched on a large scale, and the facilities of Mandalay Airport have also been expanded, including lounges.

The lounge not only has entertainment facilities such as billiards and badminton, but also has a coffee machine.

Zhang Fan just drank it with the American instructor once, and he was hopelessly in love with the thing of coffee.

"Xiaofan, come here to play billiards?" American pilot Doug invited Zhang Fan.

"No, I just want to be quiet." Zhang Fan waved his hand and politely declined the bearded Doug's kindness.

"Jingjing?" Doug, the bearded man, came over and sat down, and asked, "Who is Jingjing? Is your fiancée?"

"Uh? Fiancée?" Zhang Fan was stunned at first when he heard this, and then laughed, "I don't know where my mother-in-law is, where did I get my fiancée..."

Before he finished speaking, a harsh air defense alarm suddenly sounded outside.

"Damn it, ICK!" Zhang Fan paused the coffee cup in his hand on the table, stood up and ran out.

Doug, the bearded man, ran out, and asked unyieldingly: "Xiaofan, can you let your fiancée introduce me to a girlfriend? It's so lonely in Myanmar alone."

"Fake!" Zhang Fan said furiously, "I warn you not to harm us Chinese girls."

"Oh no, you must have some misunderstandings about me. I'm a good person." Doug, the bearded man.

"Damn it, how can I not know you?" Zhang Fan said angrily, "You have been harassing the airport cleaning aunt Minna recently. Don't think I don't know, but to be honest, your taste is really heavy!"

"What's the solution?" Doug, the bearded man shrugged and said, "To borrow a sentence from you Chinese, it is to serve in the army for three years and see that the sows are better than Diao Chan!"

"Fake, do you know a lot?"

"That's right, I'm always a good person."

"You're just a bunch of scattered people."

"No, you're just a mess."

While speaking, the two compared their middle fingers to each other.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had already run to their respective anesthetic machines.

At this time, the pleasant voice of the announcer came from the broadcast:

"The 11th Air Brigade, 36 enemy aircraft flew towards me from Yangon and Bangkok respectively. The coordinates of the enemy aircraft are now: xxx, yyy; repeat..."

Doug, the bearded man climbed into the porthole on the wings and said, "I have decided that I will pursue Miss Nayi."

Nayi is the one who is broadcasting on the radio. She is a beauty who hears the sound. In fact, she is really a beauty, a very beautiful and elegant girl, and also an overseas Chinese.

"Nayi can't fall in love with you, the American beard! It's absolutely impossible!"

Zhang Fan said as he jumped into the cockpit of the fighter jet, closed the hatch door, and then turned on the machine.

"Annang..." The two engines of the p-38 Blitzfighter roared.

The ground crew finally checked the plane and confirmed that there was no problem. They removed the wheel barrier and then made a gesture to Zhang Fan to take off!

Zhang Fan gently pushed the fighter's joystick forward, and his landline numbered 1101 began to slide.

In just a moment, the 1101 fighter had finished slitting and then plunged into the thin clouds.
Chapter completed!