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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1437 A call from the German head of state

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    The gunshots in front lasted for less than ten minutes and became sparse again. Then, the gunshots stopped and stopped. Xiao Jinshan felt as if he was scratching his head. When he turned around, he saw that the regiment commander was still there.  After poking, he became angry and glared at his subordinates and said, "Why don't you leave? Why don't you wait until I take care of the food?" The regiment leader walked away with his head drooped and unconvinced.

    Such a blockade was definitely a method of defeat at the first touch. However, starting from the Second Battalion of the 1st Regiment, the troops did not suffer any more losses from the British tanks, and even took advantage of it. The hastily laid bombs and mines were also blown up.  Several British tanks appeared. In the opinion of the front-line commanders of the British and Indian troops, the Chinese army was too reluctant to fight.

    A few rounds of tank shells drove away nearly a thousand people. The resistance was extremely weak. The situation on the front line was quickly reported to Alexander. He seemed very calm and composed. He just ordered: "Pursue, pursue without stopping, crush everything."  The Chinese soldiers who dare to block our British Imperial Army must occupy Xinduo before this evening!"

    Alexander's order turned into more brave actions of the British and Indian soldiers, and the contempt for the Chinese Army in his heart rose to the level of contempt. A day ago, when he was bombed by Le Yiqin's bomber formation, people were frightened and panicked.  It has become history, and the morale of the British and Indian troops is unprecedentedly high.

    Several battalions of the first regiment withdrew one after another. Xiao Jinshan knew that it was time for him to leave. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Old Fang, I am Xiao Jinshan. Damn it, we were defeated all the way. I can hear the British tanks."  There's some movement, yes, we have to leave right away, or do you want to be a prisoner? You should move away, right? I think so too, let's ask the division commander at the same time, don't give me a fight.  , I can¡¯t sleep at night because I¡¯m holding this arrogance in my heart!¡±

    On the other end of the phone, Fang Yuanshan smiled deceitfully.  As if he saw Xiao Jinshan's face with his own eyes, he said slowly and very seriously: "I think it's okay, but Xiao, the acting must be realistic. Throw away more rags that you can't use or take away, like running away."  You look like this! You, Lao Xiao, are an expert and can win battles. Do you have experience?"

    After finishing speaking, he didn¡¯t wait for Xiao Jinshan to speak.  He turned off the walkie-talkie, laughed happily, and said to the staff around him: "I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I guess Xiao Jinshan is jumping around and cursing at the moment! Pack up your things, let's evacuate! Wait for us here in Xinduo  Help the bastard!"

    Xiao Jinshan looked at the walkie-talkie and said, "Hey, hey!" several times, but there was no reply at all from the other party.  Shut down?  A breath caught in his chest, and at this moment, a battalion commander withdrew.  He ran over covered in dust and said: "Brigade commander, retreat quickly. The British tanks have already come up. They are less than five kilometers away from us. There are no troops in front of us. Our battalion is the last batch!"

    The battalion commander¡¯s words made Xiao Jinshan even more furious. The flames in his heart were jumping up and down. How could he speak?  "What's the matter? Are you afraid that I will become a prisoner? I'm not that stupid." But what the battalion commander reported was the actual situation, and it was out of good intentions. It's better not to get angry at others and curse them. This tone is blocked in my heart.  .

    Turning around, he saw the staff officers and guards.  She was standing next to him, like stars holding the moon, looking at him intently, waiting for his orders. At that time, she got angry and shouted: "What are you looking at with your brows blankly? I have flowers on my face."  What's going on? Pack up your things and move out, why don't I give it to the British guy?"

    Battle reports from the front line came to Alexander like snowflakes. The troops were progressing smoothly. Although the fighting continued, the intensity was not worth mentioning. The soldiers of the ** squadron collapsed at the first touch. The reports from each unit were almost the same, "Block."  The squadron clearly lacked heavy weapons and training. In front of our tank troops, all resistance did not last more than ten minutes. "

    Some front-line troop commanders, in order to show their merit, would carefully select a few of the captured trophies and send them to the commander. Alexander looked at the old rifles, tattered military boots and military uniforms with interest, and his face became increasingly grim.  The peace became peaceful, and countless small-scale battles confirmed his judgment. The ones who blocked him all the way were Tang Qiuli's local troops, and they were second-rate or even third-rate troops.

    How can such a force with no combat effectiveness, such poor equipment, and poor or incompetent command be able to withstand the continuous attacks of more than 200,000 well-equipped troops? It is a wise choice for them to escape, otherwise, in their own tanks  In front of the heavy artillery, it was a one-sided massacre without any suspense.

    Through these battles, Alexander had reason to look down on the army commanders appointed by Tang Qiuli. If the general himself commanded this blockade, considering the terrain conditions of the Hukang River Valley, more than a dozen tons of gunfire would be able to defeat his own troops.  , unable to advance even half a step within a week, or select several locations that are conducive to defense but not conducive to offense, concentrate forces, and organize a large-scale blocking battle.

    At each location, you can block your own troops for three to three seconds.In 2 days, his troops would not advance so smoothly. In the Hukang River Valley, such blocking locations are not difficult to find and can be found everywhere. The local commander of the ** Division adopted a layer-by-layer blocking approach.  Tactics, for the British Imperial Army with strong firepower, is tantamount to asking for trouble.

    How long can a blocking position of several hundred people hold back? It's not even considered blocking. The result of the battle has already shown this. It only lasts ten minutes. Tactics determine the outcome of the battle, and Tang Qiuli can't do that.  The third-rate troops on the table constantly provided fuel to their soldiers to increase their morale and courage. Unfortunately, they did not capture a single prisoner of war.

    Otherwise, your Excellency the Commander, who attaches great importance to gentlemanly demeanor, would not mind interrogating the prisoners of war in person, and would be interested in writing a personal letter to the stupid commander, pointing out his mistakes, and letting him know what it means to be a general of the British Empire.  Talent and style, what is the art of command in war? Mastering the rhythm of the battlefield is a concrete manifestation of the art of command. Undoubtedly, in General Alexander's view, he has mastered the rhythm of the battlefield. This feeling is wonderful and even more intoxicating.

    Ma Gao, commander of the ** Division's Northern Burma Campaign Headquarters, Tang Qiuli, was looking attentively at a telegram from Europe. He had been looking forward to this telegram for a long time. The German head of state, Hitler, was finally in distant Europe.  He extended his hand to Tang Qiuli.

    The content of the telegram was as polite as ever, with a hint of ostentation and distress, "My old friend, I have not seen each other in Berlin for several years. I often recall that we were in my office in the Empire State Building, drinking wine.  Long talk, let¡¯s talk about the situation during the world¡¯s major events. At present, the great German army has occupied more than 90% of the land on the European continent. Old friends, congratulate me! "

    "The German Army's campaign in Europe is coming to an end. Only the islands occupied by the British are still making the final resistance. It is really a nerve-wracking place for me. The German Air Force has invested 8%.  More than ten forces have been conducting non-stop bombings on important targets and cities in the British Isles, but so far, there has been no sign of the British surrendering. "

    "More than half of the German army troops are gathered in the English Channel, preparing for a large-scale expedition across the sea to the British lands, but the results are not satisfactory to me. The British people's will to resist is beyond my imagination. That  Churchill, a war maniac, an authentic drunkard and smoker, and a liar who was good at demagoguery, used rhetoric to give the British a shot in the arm and increase the huge difficulties for the German army. "

    "With the strong support of the Americans, the war against Britain has been protracted for a long time and has involved most of Germany's energy. I have lost patience and turned my attention to the east, where there are sworn enemies of the German Empire.  The Russians are as ugly as gorillas, waiting for the great German army to destroy them. I would like to hear the opinions of my old friend on this, and I eagerly hope that you can come to Berlin and have a long talk in person. "

    At the end of the telegram, Hitler showed great interest in the war in Southeast Asia, "Old friend, your army is currently fighting the British in southern Asia. I don't know much about it. The British are on the mainland.  It is already struggling to support itself, but it has no ability to launch a war in Asia. Perhaps only Churchill, a war madman, would do such a thing. "

    "I have to think deeply about this. Could it be that the British war potential has not been fully realized? There is also the ability to fight two wars at different locations at the same time. All kinds of doubts must be discussed when we meet. Germany  The Munich beer, Hessian sausages and grilled fish are waiting for my old friend to taste, please make the trip as soon as possible, personally written by your old friend Adolf Hitler."

    Tang Qiuli shook his head and sighed while reading the telegram. He simply admired Hitler so much. The German head of state had conquered the entire European continent and became the leader of the Nazi party. His comments about Churchill made him laugh. He couldn't help but laugh.  In terms of demagogueing people's minds, Mr. Hitler ranks second, and no one in the world dares to rank first.

    It seems that Churchill's attack on him in northern Burma made Hitler suspicious. No one can understand what British Prime Minister Winston Churchill did. His home had been beaten to a mess, and he still had the leisure to provoke others outside.  A war broke out, and what was more, they faced Tang Qiuli, who swept across the Indochina Peninsula and defeated the arrogant and arrogant Japanese into a state of panic.

    Hitler's doubts were that he could no longer figure out the British's trump card. He was afraid that when fighting the Soviet Union, the British would suddenly stab him in the back.  The ability to initiate war in a place made Hitler unsure.

    After reading Hitler¡¯s telegram, Tang Qiuli somewhat understood Churchill¡¯s crazy approach.

    (To be continued)
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