The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

June 4, 2942

A very important day.

Zhang Chi stared at the calendar on his desk, but his thoughts had already flown to the East Ocean.

A thrilling naval aircraft carrier showdown is underway.

This battle is depicted in detail in the video game Call of Duty and various films.

A few days later, when this decisive battle came to an end, the Fuso Navy had lost four aircraft carriers and basically lost the initiative at sea.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

With the end of the first half, the Japanese offensive in Southeast Asia will inevitably come to an end. After the rainy season halftime break, the second half will be the stage of gradual counterattack by the Allies.

Of course, due to the discord between the army and the navy and the heavy losses in the naval battle, the navy is unwilling to speak directly. Therefore, the news that the Fuso Army idiots currently stationed in Pegu will receive from the navy is the wrong information: "A great victory in the naval battle, sinking many Allied aircraft carriers."

This false news will make the army idiots mistakenly believe that their sea logistics supply lines are safe.

As he was thinking, he walked out of the tent.

Looking at the riverside runway that was gradually taking shape, Zhang Chi suddenly felt that he should do something to highlight his value before the Allied special envoy arrived.

After all, only soldiers who can win battles are qualified to bargain with their superiors.

Maybe he could do something about the Japanese's already fragile supply lines?

If he just wants to attack the Japanese's logistics nodes, he needs more accurate intelligence.

So who should I ask for information?

Zhang Chi suddenly thought of the frequent guest in spy war movies and TV dramas - the Military Control Commission.

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At this time, far away in Yangon, a major coastal city in the south of Bago, a Fuso man was also thinking about things related to Zhang Chi.

It has been a year since Shinichi Kobayashi, the head of the Kobayashi Agency, came to Pegu under the identity of the president of Yo no Maru Shipping Co., Ltd.

During this year, he frequently traveled to major cities such as Yangon, Mandalay, and Mawlamyine in Pegu as a businessman, obtained a large amount of intelligence about the Allied garrisons and local officials, and received a "Special Letter of Appreciation" from his superiors.

With this "special letter of thanks", he can directly "jump the queue for promotion" in the Fuso Army, where promotions are based on the order of the Army's "hammock number", without having to consider seniority.

He had even received news that he would most likely be promoted to the rank of colonel and assigned to the Military Police Headquarters of the 15th Army in the near future.

However, those bigwigs in the Army Headquarters never dreamed that this rising star in the intelligence system with a bright future was actually an underground member of the Communist Party.

Kobayashi Shinichi looked at the 'special thank you certificate' with his name on it and smiled self-deprecatingly.

In order to allow him to go undercover in Qianguo North China, Fuso found a university professor for him to teach him Qianguo culture.

And the professor himself was an underground party member.

Under the influence of his teacher, he soon became an underground party member.

He put down the letter of thanks and picked up the report that he had read countless times and read it carefully.

His comments on the report on the 146th Infantry Regiment's successive losses of several squadrons and platoons in the northern mountainous areas were that the responsibility for the failure lay entirely with the regiment commander's negligence of duty. Due to the lack of supply conditions in the northern mountainous areas, it was impossible for a large number of organized resistance forces to exist.

However, the real conclusion he came to through a series of intelligence analysis was that the Allies had established a battalion-level or higher-level, well-armed and highly motivated rear-end force in the plains between the Wild Man Mountain and the Gaoligong Mountain through inland river and air transport.

After putting the report, which contained erroneous conclusions and was specifically designed to mislead the army, back into the confidential file box, Kobayashi Shinichi straightened his suit and prepared to leave the office.

After greeting the guard standing at the door, Kobayashi Shinichi took a last look back at the Western brick and stone building behind him.

He thought to himself: "Perhaps starting tomorrow, this 'Xiaolin Mansion' will have to change its name?"

Then he turned around and left without looking back.

He still had a task assigned to him by the real organization to complete - to find ways to contact the guerrillas in the northern mountains.

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A few days later, the independent regiment's temporary ammunition depot was repaired.

Qi Quan and his men found several natural caves in the mountains northeast of the village. After expanding and leveling them with explosives and pickaxes, the four caves became warehouses 1-4 of the independent regiment.

That night, after Zhang Chi spent nearly 2000 in freight again and used up all the silver lion coins he earned in the last warehouse battle, several inland transport ships approached Xinwangping Village.

Then the villagers and the remaining soldiers of the independent regiment saw many young men in Zhongshan suits holding torches pushing box after box of supplies up the mountain with wheelbarrows.

At the same time, a small steamer with a crane lifted the stretched Sherman Organ Tank from a ship to the ground.

Wait until early the next morning.

Warehouses 1-4 are already filled with arms and various supplies stolen from the airport.

5辆修复一新的九五式轻坦和3辆张弛新买的LVT-A1两栖坦克、3辆M3半履带车改装的M13自行防空炮则停在了新开辟的训练场中。

However, although it is called a training ground, it is just a large piece of open space cleared after the rainforest was cut down.

Zhang Chi, a former college student who had no formal military education, could only imitate the military summer camp grounds he had seen. He dug trenches and ditches in the training ground, laid barbed wire and fortifications, and leveled out an off-road area for tanks to travel.

At this moment, Zhang Chi stood at the edge of the training ground, braving the sun after the rain, looking at the truck training class, tank training class and artillery training class that were training in full swing, and felt that "the advantage is mine".

Zhang Chi looked straight ahead, where a group of truck trainees selected from the remnants of the 200th Division were taking a theoretical class.

Kang Huojian, a truck driver from the 17th Division's transport battalion, was promoted by Zhang Chi to be the company commander of the independent regiment's logistics company and the squad leader of the truck training class. He was now standing in front of a John Bedford truck, explaining to the trainees the function of each component on the vehicle.

Zhang Chi looked to the front right again and saw several Type 95 light tanks speeding on an off-road field full of mud pits and earth slopes. When the synthetic driver who served as the instructor stopped the tank, several trainee soldiers opened the hatch, climbed out of the tank and vomited.

They were cadet soldiers with a good education recruited from all independent regiments, but the first lesson the instructors taught them was to get used to the bumps of the tank and the smell of diesel evaporation in the narrow body of the tank.

Zhang Chi saw that they were about to vomit their bile, and he had to be thankful that he had his body transformed at the same time as the system infused him with driving skills.

Although he couldn't pull out 12G overload like the pilots in the War Thunder game, at least he didn't get seasick, carsick, or airsick now.

"Xiao Qi, please inform the kitchen later to add an egg to the dinner of those cadet soldiers." He turned and said to Xiao Qi beside him.

"Huh? Then they'll have to spit it out tomorrow. Isn't that a waste of eggs?"

"Are you stupid? The eggs have been digested overnight. Besides, you're used to vomiting all the time."

After saying that, Zhang Chi rubbed Xiao Qi's head with a smile.