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Volume 1: On the Songhua River Chapter 1451: Capturing Xiduo (Part 1)

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    Thick fog gradually rose, and the small town of Xiduo on the east Indian side of the Hukang River Valley was shrouded in a vast white sky. The night was still dark, as thick as ink. If it weren't for the few searchlights on the watchtower of the British and Indian troops, they would shine in the dense fog from time to time.  In the fog, dim yellow light flashed back and forth. This place in Xido was no different from other desolate places in the Hukang Valley.

    It is no exaggeration to say that the West is small. It is called a town, with a total of no more than 200 households. The folk customs are strong, but it is the only way from the East India region to the northern part of Indochina and Myanmar through the Hukang River Valley.  Xinduo, located on the northern side of Myanmar, is also known as Liangduo. There are many bandits and wandering armed forces, and many people set up card charges to extort money.

    Because it is the only way, all the forces want to get involved here, but in the end, no one can occupy Xiduo for a long time. No matter which big force comes, they must have a good relationship with these local snakes, otherwise, it will be very uncomfortable.  , we can¡¯t kill everyone in Xiduo Town, right?

    When the British ruled the Indochina Peninsula, the top officials of small towns had to be locals. There was only one exception. After the Japanese Army occupied northern Myanmar, the troops of the northern Myanmar border guard zone carried out a rigorous campaign against these local forces and wandering armed forces.  Relentless attacks and clearings put this section of the road from the Hukham Valley to northern Myanmar and the small town of Sido under the jurisdiction of the Northern Myanmar Military and Political Commission.

    After the British and Indian troops began to attack northern Myanmar, the troops in the northern Myanmar border guard area retreated all the way to Magao. General Alexander, the top commander of the British and Indian troops, would naturally not forget that the local forces and the British Empire had cooperated well with the British Empire.  Bandits and wandering armed forces were summoned by his subordinates with just one order. The troops of Wen Rongcai, commander of the Northern Burma Border Guard District of the National Army, were scattered and beaten away. Like hungry wolves smelling the smell of blood, these local snakes exposed themselves one after another.  In the end, they took control of the management of the town and brought their old business with them.

    So, the small town of Xiduo.  The abnormal prosperity of the past has been restored again, with tobacco alleys, casinos and opium dens, and everything is available, creating a small town of Xiduo with beautiful scenery.  It was a mess. Naturally, Commander Alexander would not care about this. What he wanted was to ensure that the traffic from the Hukang Valley to northern Myanmar was unimpeded.  No matter who he is, even if he is a heinous bastard, as long as he serves the British Empire loyally, it doesn¡¯t matter what evil deeds he does!

    A simple road with many potholes passes through the town, dividing the town into northern and southern halves. Along the streets are all typical northern Burmese-style buildings. It¡¯s already past one o¡¯clock in the morning.  Although it is late at night and foggy, there is still business in the smokehouse alley and the casino smoke shop.  It was also very lively, and from time to time there would be drunken British soldiers and junior officers, staggering across the market with their arms around the charming slave girl.

    Chutian was in the jungle in the northeast of the town, looking at the small town close at hand, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He had figured out the guard situation of the British and Indian troops in Xiduo. They were a mixed regiment of British and Indian troops, with 1,700 soldiers.  The strength of many people.  In terms of combat effectiveness, it is at a second-rate level. The headquarters and the confidential communications department were eliminated without anyone noticing. The first detachment, the third detachment, and the sixth detachment had already infiltrated without any effort.

    But what is a bit troublesome is the scope and direction of the activities of these nocturnal British officers and soldiers.  There are no rules to follow, and the lack of military discipline on the part of the defenders was originally conducive to sneak attacks, but the current situation has become a disadvantage. A sudden encounter, as long as a few gunshots are fired, makes the sneak attack meaningless.

    The British commander was not stupid. In the dark of night and in thick fog, a battle suddenly broke out in a small town far away from the battlefield in northern Myanmar. It must have been a sneak attack. He would immediately alert Alexander's headquarters. What Chu Tian did  All his efforts will be in vain. The detachment leader directly under him looked at the detachment leader in confusion.

    He didn't quite understand what the detachment leader was still hesitating about. It was late at night and the fog was thick. The few Indian soldiers standing guard at the street corner were absent-minded. In the eyes of the detachment leader, they were almost dead. If he touched them under their noses,  One knife solves the problem, and the one on the other side can't even notice the slightest movement.

    A few minutes later, Chu Tian whispered to the communications soldier: "Order the 1st, 3rd, and 6th detachments to temporarily stop operations and stay put." Then, he said to the direct team leader beside him: "Zhicheng, order the first detachment and  The second team, put on the British military uniforms and follow me into the town. Before taking action, take care of those few." After that, he pointed to a few Indian soldiers at the street corner.

    The squad leader was a little confused and said in a low voice: "Detachment commander, we look very different from the British. Once we enter, the custody will be exposed." The squad leader is telling the truth. If he pretends to be Japanese, the special operations team members will  His ability is more real than that of a real Japanese, but pretending to be a British person is a bit suspenseful.

    Chu Tian simply said four words: "Dense fog, dark night." The squad leader reacted immediately. Moreover, the first and second squads were both tall and sturdy men, about the same height as the British. They wore raincoats.  In one package, the fake is confused with the real one, that¡¯s really what happened!

      In front of the British-Indian military watchtower at the intersection of Xiduo Street, six or seven Indian soldiers were holding rifles and wandering around like ghosts. In the fortifications made of sandbags, two light machine guns were leaning on the sandbags.  , the soldiers in the fortifications wrapped up their raincoats tightly and dozed there. In such foggy weather, standing guard outside was a torture.

    Not to mention anything else, it was the heavy fog that was as thick as water vapor that made the military uniform stick to my body with moisture, making me feel indescribably uncomfortable. The feasting and feasting in the town had nothing to do with these Indian soldiers.  Relationships, hanging out in pubs and sleeping with girls in brothels, were the exclusive preserve of British soldiers and officers. Even though the streets were full of beautiful women, it was not his turn.

    But what can be done?  This is a rule handed down in the mixed unit of British and Indian soldiers. There are no special regulations that prohibit Indian officers and soldiers from drinking or sleeping with women. However, these conventional rules are more terrifying than official orders. There is no Indian  Japanese officers and soldiers dared to risk losing their jobs to argue with these old British soldiers.

    Or they are asking for equal treatment. Women and fine wine are not brought here by you British people from home. Why can you British people use them but we Indians cannot use them?  I can only lament, who didn¡¯t have a good background and was not a formal citizen of the British Empire?  He was born in a colony of second-class citizens.

    The night was getting thicker and foggier, and the Indian sentry, who was bored and full of resentment, was drowsy. Suddenly, a few black shadows were like rocks rising from the ground, and a few sharp daggers were stabbed accurately.  Entering the heart of the sentry, the big iron-like hands covered their mouths with force. The sentry struggled in vain for a few times, tilted his head, and was no longer alive.

    In the sandbag fortification, the dozing sentry's main artery was instantly severed, and he collapsed limply in the fortification. In just three to five minutes, the watchtower at the street corner fell into the hands of the directly affiliated unit, and the sentry was replaced.  The special operations team members wearing British military uniforms made no sound during the entire process.

    Chu Tian appeared on the street dressed in the uniform of a British colonel. Behind him, there were more than sixty soldiers dressed in the same style. Their raincoats tightly wrapped their tall bodies. In such a dense foggy night, a group of soldiers marched neatly.  Soldiers suddenly appeared on the street, even if they didn't want to be conspicuous. The lower-ranking officers and soldiers of the British army who were wandering around raised their hazy drunken eyes and looked at Chu Tian and the others unkindly.

    Yes, it was not a fearful look, but a look of ridicule and disdain. Since the beginning of Sido, there has been no custom of patrols patrolling the streets at night. Even the regiment commander, Colonel Brest, turned a blind eye to this.  , this is that army, so idle, come out to pretend to be a big clove of garlic?

    A drunken British captain, with his uniform open and his eyes reddened by alcohol, ran straight towards the team. Some British officers and soldiers also stopped in their vain steps and looked at each other.  Seeing the lively atmosphere, he even blew a sharp whistle in fear of causing chaos in the world!

    The British captain came to Chu Tian and asked with a stiff tongue and unclear words: "Man, man, which unit are you from? I am the security staff of the regiment. Why haven't I seen you? Give me your number and password!"  If you say anything wrong, I'll fucking shoot you!"

    Chu Tian looked at the drunk cat coldly, suddenly raised his hand, and gave the British captain a big mouth. In his mouth, a string of English with a pure London accent, and he said fluently, "Asshole, ahead.  The war is tense, but you are drinking and drinking in the rear. Do you still have the image of a British imperial officer? Can you do whatever you want in Xiduo, far away from the headquarters? "

    "Commander Brest, is this how you manage the troops? If the Chinese ** team makes a sneak attack at this time, none of you will survive. As for my identity, you are not qualified to know it, but you can ask you  Colonel Brest, the commander of the regiment, but your Excellency, Colonel, is in a very bad mood now, because on behalf of Commander Alexander, I have relieved him of his duties and temporarily replaced him!"

    A slap across the face made the captain's eyes sparkle, and a burst of anger burned in his chest. He couldn't help but touch the gun with his right hand. As a loyal confidant of Captain Brest, not to mention that he kept his word.  He is also a figure who stomps his feet and makes the West tremble wildly.

    On the ground of Xiduo, no one has ever dared to do this to me, including some local snakes. When they saw me, they were not respectful or spoke loudly, let alone being slapped inexplicably.  ?

    However, Chu Tian's next words were like a basin of cold water, waking up his mind that was dizzy from alcohol. He quickly retracted his hand. Commander Brest, his great supporter, was dismissed. Only Commander Alexander could have such power.  They are the officials' cronies. Could it be that they are from the Supreme Command of the Army in India?  Was he the one who took over the defense of Xiduo?

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