During the Anti-Japanese War, the landlord's stupid son defied fate

Standing there, he was looking forward to receiving praise and affirmation from the division commander and the front commander with joy.

After all, if this operation is successful, it will have a crucial impact on the entire war situation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking secretly about how to accept the praise from his superiors later.

However, time passed minute by minute, and ten minutes went by in a flash.

Although the crucial telegram had already been sent, surprisingly, he did not receive the praise from the division commander and the front commander as expected.

On the contrary, what was waiting for him was a sudden, earth-shaking roar - "Boom, boom, boom..." The deafening explosions came one after another, as if to tear the whole world apart.

It turned out that just beneath this land, there was an astonishing amount of three tons of TNT high explosives buried.

At this moment, the explosives were finally detonated, and their powerful destructive power was released instantly.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and a huge shock wave swept around with the force of a tidal wave.

The area near Yenangyaung was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye. The originally flat ground was blown into bottomless pits, and the surrounding buildings collapsed in an instant, becoming ruins.

Not only that, the Japanese invaders who were unfortunately stationed here and some Burmese people who failed to evacuate here in time for various reasons were powerless to fight back in the face of this terrible disaster and became innocent souls under the power of explosives.

The shrill cries and desperate calls for help intertwined together, resounding through the sky and making people's hair stand on end.

The continuous and violent explosions lasted for half an hour.

When everything finally returned to calm, the once prosperous and bustling Yenangyaung had been completely changed and turned into a hell on earth.

Looking around, the scene was devastated, with charred corpses and broken rubble and bricks everywhere.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the strong smell of blood, which made people feel nauseous.

After this catastrophe, only a few hundred Japanese soldiers survived.

They all had dull eyes and dazed expressions, as if their souls had been pulled out of their bodies. Only corpses were left standing there stiffly, at a loss as to what to do.

At the same time, various rumors about the explosion began to spread like wildfire, spreading rapidly like a plague...

"Mom, I want mom."

"I want to go home, I want to go home."

Those who could move were still walking around, but those whose hands and feet were blown off were either in a daze or howling.

It was so painful that they couldn't help but scream to vent their fear and pain.

The commander of the 33rd Division did not learn this shocking news until near noon the next day.

The reason why he heard about this situation was entirely due to a logistics team he had previously sent out - its mission was to deliver vital supplies to various companies.

When this logistics squadron consisting of more than a hundred people arrived at the designated location after going through hardships, the scene they saw terrified them, and many of them almost fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, the team was equipped with a telegraph. The telegraph operator suppressed his inner fear and panic and quickly sent an urgent telegram to convey the horrific scene that had taken place here to the command center in the rear.

When the telegram reached the commander of the 33rd Division, he hurriedly read its contents with a nervous mood.

In an instant, an endless despair surged into his heart like a tide, and the usually dignified and solemn division commander was already in tears.

Just less than a day ago, the telegram he received clearly conveyed exciting news.

However, less than twenty-four hours later, the happy event suddenly turned into a tragic funeral!

Such a rapid change, even a warrior like him who had experienced many battles and was tested for a long time could not suppress the tears rolling down his eyes.

His tears were not only for the imperial warriors who unfortunately died in the explosion, but also for his own bleak future and prospects.

Over the years, he has worked hard in the military, put in countless hard work and unremitting efforts, and finally climbed to his current position.

But this sudden change has instantly turned all his efforts and expectations into nothing.

At the same time, he was also worried about his precious life and the well-being of his family members.

After all, if he fails in the war, he will likely face severe punishment and may even lose his life, and his family will inevitably be implicated and live a miserable life of displacement from then on.

Thinking of this, the commander of the 33rd Division felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, as if the whole world had collapsed in an instant.

"Damn Myanmar!

How did I end up in this damn place?"

He paced back and forth, cursing constantly.

Time passed quickly, and a day later, the news about what happened here finally reached the headquarters like a letter from a bird.

However, faced with such a difficult situation, the commander of the 33rd Division was like an eggplant hit by frost - wilted.

He felt that he really didn't have the face or courage to report the matter to his superiors.

Fortunately, the chief of staff tried his best to persuade him all day long, and it took a lot of effort to finally convince him.

In the end, the report was sent to the front headquarters by the Chief of Staff.

When the Japanese commander learned of this, he was immediately furious.

Although many soldiers were lost in this operation, at least the target was successfully captured.

And judging from the current battle situation, the advantage is still firmly in their hands. After all, those damned John Bulls have chosen to retreat and flee.

As for Zhao Gang's side, the commander was secretly calculating in his mind.

"As long as the time is right, we can concentrate all our forces to launch a fierce attack."

You know, the reason they want to attack Myanmar is not just to obtain the energy resources there.

More importantly, they could take this opportunity to advance directly through the Burma Road and launch an attack on Yunnan.

In this way, they can further penetrate into the heartland and even the rear of Yan State along this route and deal a heavy blow to the enemy.

Forcing the other side to surrender is one of their carefully planned strategies!

"Huh! What an idiot!

Send him a telegram immediately, ordering him to do everything he can to sneak back.

Then, notify his Chief of Staff to temporarily take over the 33rd Division and continue to advance all matters strictly according to the previously formulated plan."

In the spacious and majestic headquarters, the Japanese commander, dressed in a neat military uniform and with an angry face, roared in frustration.

The accompanying staff officer standing nearby quickly lowered his head and responded.

"Hey! I understand, Commander. Don't worry, I'll send the telegram right away."

After saying this, he quickly turned around and left, his steps hurried but appearing very steady.