Check in from the bright sword

"If we really destroy the logistics supply line because of insufficient troops in the rear, it will be troublesome."

"If this is the case, the main force of the Japanese army marching towards Yunnan and Imphal can only play empty plans."

"So, if I were the commander of Little Japan, I would also let one of the two Japanese pursuers go back to Myitkyina, and first ensure the safety of the logistics support channel."

Long Zhang said again: "Then tell me, will the Japanese army from Imphal come back? Or the Japanese army from Yunnan?"

"It must be the Japanese army in the direction of Yunnan." Wang Yan said, "Tuan Zuo, it's really not that I want others to destroy my prestige. I'm afraid the little Japanese never regarded our national army as their opponent."

"In the eyes of the Japanese army, only the British army is qualified to be their opponent."

"In any case, Britain is the only superpower in the world today."

"So, the sense of accomplishment of defeating the British army is far greater than that of defeating our national army."

"Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for the Japanese army to give up chasing and killing the British army. On the contrary, the national army in the direction of Yunnan, according to the bird nature of the national army, is already a defeated army, so it is no longer a concern, so it makes no difference whether it is eliminated early or later. "

While speaking, the sky gradually darkened.

Meng Fanle looked up at the sky and said in a low voice, "It's getting dark."

"Yes, it's getting dark, we can go home." Long Zhang made a face at Meng Fanle, then turned his head and shouted, "Send the order, withdraw from the position one by one, and go home!"

Under the cover of night, the cannon fodder of the Sichuan Army quietly withdrew from the position.

The Japanese army on the opposite side was still waiting, waiting for the main force of the alliance to come to meet them, and then launch a general attack again, so the position was quiet and there was no movement.

At this time, Myanmar has become an occupied area.

And their Sichuan Army, let's call it the Sichuan Army, is already the last wave left in Myanmar.

So, they are now a complete lone force with no aid, no logistics, no flank protection, and no effective command.

The only radio station, after sending out the clear code power-up, was broken.

All they have is a heart that desperately wants to go home, and they want to go home like crazy.

But the way home was not safe, and it was even murderous every step of the way, because along the Yunnan-Burma Highway to Zenda, there were still small groups of broken national army soldiers running around.

Therefore, the Japanese army sent a large number of search teams to ambush along the way.

The strength of each Japanese search team is not many, half a squad is more, and there are only six or seven people less, but it is still deadly enough for a broken soldier who is eager to return.

Don't look at the cannon fodder regiment playing decently at the airport and inflicting heavy damage on the Japanese army.

But once the situation is not right, these rout soldiers will turn into sand in an instant, and there is no need for Japanese soldiers to fight them, and the wind can blow them to pieces.

Therefore, there must be an elite small army responsible for opening the way for the brigade.

At that moment Wang Yan found Long Zhang and said, "Tuan Zuo, I have an idea."

Chapter 512 Reconnaissance Platoon

Long Wenwen kicked the stragglers back to the marching ranks, and said, "Say."

Wang Yan said: "We definitely can't take the Burma Road, otherwise we will hit the main force of the Japanese army returning to aid, so we can only go through the jungle."

"That's right." Long Wenwen said, "It must be drilling into the woods."

Wang Yan said: "But the most terrifying thing in the forest is not snakes, insects and animals, but devils."

"Little devils like to climb trees the most. They often hide in big trees and communicate with each other through birds or monkeys. If the national army passes by, they will launch an ambush."

"Then what can you do?" Meng annoyed, "All we can do is to bear the bullet with our foreheads."

"Bullshit." Wang Yan said coldly, "Who told you that all we can do is bear bullets with our foreheads?"

"Anyone can say big things." Meng said annoyed, "Just tell us, what can we do to avoid being ambushed by devils?"

Wang Yan said: "Choose a few elite veterans with rich combat experience and form a reconnaissance platoon. Qiao will pretend to be a Japanese army to clear the way for the main force of the regiment."

"Reconnaissance platoon?" Meng Fan was stunned.

"That's a great idea." Long Wenwen couldn't help but said, "Battlemaster Lin, I'll wrong you, how about serving as the platoon leader of this reconnaissance platoon?"

"Yes." Wang Yan said, "But I have to choose the personnel of the reconnaissance platoon at will."

"Of course." Long Wenwen agreed, "Whoever you like, I will give it to you."

Wang Yan pointed at Meng Fan's nose and said, "The first one is you, Meng Fan is the vanguard of the reconnaissance line!"

Meng Fan's face immediately collapsed, and he said anxiously: "Why should it be me? Why should it be my turn to be the vanguard? My injured leg hasn't healed yet."

"Soldier Meng." Long Wenwen shouted immediately, "This is an order."

But Wang Yan ignored Meng Fan any more, and called out the names of the familiar cannon fodder one by one.

"Milong, Not Spicy, Snake Butt, Yao Ma, Kang Ya, Bean Cake, Li Wula, Cui Yong, Dong Dao, Krupp!"

Wang Yan ordered eleven cannon fodder in a row, and with him there were only twelve. It was very difficult to form a squad, but Wang Yan couldn't find any more cannon fodder with rich combat experience.

In addition to Wang Yan, the twelve cannon fodder were all put on the devil's uniform.

Wang Yan also specially found a light machine gun with a handle for Milong and a grenadier for Krupp. At first glance, this is the configuration of an infantry group of the Japanese army.

Wang Yan also changed into a military uniform of a sergeant commander.

With another wave of hand, the twelve cannon fodder accelerated past the main force of the regiment and entered the vast primitive jungle.

Meng Fan was the vanguard, so he had to be at the front of the team. Wang Yan, as the commander, was second, followed by the other ten cannon fodder.

Wang Yan said as he walked, "As a scout, sign language is an essential skill."

"But it's nighttime now, so there's no way to teach, so learn another communication method first."

"Simply put, it is to pass information to each other through different sounds such as birds, dogs, and cats."

"The simplest thing is dog barking. However, this is a primeval forest. It's definitely not possible to learn how to bark like a dog. Devils are not stupid. If you learn how to bark like a dog, you will be exposed immediately."

"Not meowing either."

"There are no cats in the primeval forest."

"So it's best to imitate the birdsong."

"There are many kinds of bird calls, the easiest to learn is the cuckoo."

"Learning cuckoo calls at night, one can distinguish the position of comrades-in-arms through the sound to avoid accidental injury, and the other is to remind comrades-in-arms of the enemy's distance through the interval of the calls."