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

Not long after, the telegram carrying the important instructions was delivered to the headquarters of the 33rd Division accurately like lightning.

When the division commander opened the telegram with trembling hands, the big stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground a little - fortunately, the commander did not mention how to deal with him who had made a big mistake.

After the division commander let out a long sigh, he turned his gaze to Saburo Nomura beside him and slowly spoke.

"Well, I'll leave everything here to you for now, Nomura-kun.

From now on, you will be responsible for commanding the actions of the entire division.

And I... must bear the commander-in-chief's thunderous wrath.

If I can escape this disaster and return safely, it can truly be considered a blessing from heaven!"

Nomura Saburo bowed slightly and responded solemnly.

"Hey! Please go ahead with confidence, Commander. I believe that with your ability and experience, you will be able to overcome this danger.

I will stick to my post here and wait for your triumphant return."

His tone was calm, but his eyes revealed a subtle shrewdness and decisiveness.

Obviously, this officer named Saburo Nomura was no ordinary man and knew that he should remain calm and humble at such a critical moment.

Only after he confirmed that the other party had completely left did his tense face relax, and as if by magic he quickly put on another expression to face the squadron commanders and battalion commanders below.

"Okay, now that the division commander has left, it's time for us to continue with the battle plan. Now, follow my orders and continue to advance according to the battle plan."

As Chief of Staff Nomura gave the order, the rest of the 33rd Division began to continue the attack.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed. During this period, the situation in Myanmar has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Now, the army led by Zhao Gang is only tightly defending in Lashio and Tonggu areas.

But this seemingly simple deployment is like an iron wall, firmly grasping the retreat route to the country.

This mighty army of 200,000 soldiers was powerful enough to make those brutal and cunning Japanese devils feel helpless.

Despite the fierce fighting in the past month, the Japanese took advantage of their advantages to temporarily control almost the entire Burma except this area.

However, no matter how hard they tried or how hard they racked their brains, they were unable to advance even a single step from this crucial area guarded by Zhao Gang!

The reason is simple. After experiencing cruel and bloody battles again and again within a month, the Japanese devils were at their wit's end and helpless.

Whether it is the fighter planes roaring across the sky, the tanks rampaging on the ground, or the powerful cannons, all kinds of advanced weapons and equipment are put into use with all their strength.

But what is unexpected is that the opponent can not only shoot down enemy planes skillfully, but also blow up tanks accurately and accurately, and even has an artillery battalion with firepower that is comparable to theirs!

In this way, no matter how unwilling the Japanese were, they could only sigh and lament helplessly.

But then again, looking at the current situation from the perspective of the Japanese front, this may be the best result that can be achieved.

After all, facing such a tenacious and powerful enemy, it is not easy to break through the defense line easily.

After all, in their opinion, the current situation is almost under control, and the key areas that should be firmly controlled have basically fallen into their hands. What they have to do next is to follow the steps and engage in a protracted war of attrition with Zhao Gang's group of fearless soldiers.

Zhao Gang was also clear about this situation, so he behaved quite tactfully and neither continued to send in more troops nor increased the firepower configuration.

After all, he possesses a magical ability that is like a plug-in - no matter how many fierce battles he has gone through, the 200,000 troops under his command can always maintain their original size and always be a full 200,000 people!

Anyone who encounters such an incredible plug-in advantage would probably feel their scalp tingling and find it difficult to cope, right?

At this moment, an urgent telegram from faraway India was suddenly delivered to Zhao Gang.

When he quickly read the telegram, a look of understanding immediately appeared on his face.

It was obvious that he had already understood the profound meaning contained in it.

It turned out that the team sent earlier had successfully arrived at the designated destination, and the entire journey could be described as quite smooth overall.

This means that the entire retreat journey has been completed.

However, casualties were inevitable during the long march.

A total of 120 brave and fearless soldiers died heroically, and another 300 were injured.

However, in sharp contrast, the coalition forces composed of John Bull and Asan were much more miserable.

This joint force of more than 7,000 people suffered a heavy blow in this operation, with its loss ratio reaching an astonishing 30%!

Especially from Yanlang Mountain, most of the casualties occurred there.

It is worth mentioning that if the death warriors had not generously donated some of their precious military rations to those in the coalition forces, the enemy's death toll would probably have soared further.

After understanding the whole story, Zhao Gang quickly picked up a pen and paper and sent a reply telegram to the base in India.

In this reply, he clearly instructed the front-line personnel that in addition to fully assisting John and others in carrying out military training, they should also allocate a part of the troops to escort the senior death squad he carefully selected to ensure that he could safely carry out a series of subsequent crucial plans - collecting mineral energy.

At the same time, the headquarters far away in Yan State and the headquarters of the expeditionary force still stationed in Yunnan received battle reports from the front almost at the same time: the John Bull coalition forces on the Burmese battlefield had successfully evacuated to the border of India!

However, what really shocked everyone was not just the news itself, but the shocking number of casualties that followed.

If it were not the brave and fearless soldiers led by Zhao Gang who went to the battlefield to carry out the mission, but other troops, then in the current situation where the situation deteriorated rapidly and they had to follow the established retreat route, how many people among the 100,000 troops originally sent out would have unfortunately died?

Is it as high as 30% of the total population, or is it even more terrifying, more than half?

Faced with such a question that could not be answered definitively, both the high-ranking generals in the headquarters and the commanders in charge of the expeditionary force headquarters were plunged into a suffocating silence.

Time passed minute by minute, as if the whole world had frozen at this moment.

After a long time, there was finally a slight movement in this space that had been shrouded in silence for a long time.

Inside the headquarters, the big guys looked at each other solemnly, and soon they started discussing.