Chapter 976 Capture
Soon, the Sichuan Army and others began to attack with the help of the natives. At the same time, heavy equipment such as tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, trucks, etc. all crossed the river smoothly, and even got a lot more.

For example, logistical supplies such as eggs, pancakes, corn, etc., so much so that Lin Hao was a little envious of their simple life.

He clearly came here to be a robber, but he was treated as a savior by these thugs, who gave him money and food.

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Just as Lin Hao gave Meng Fan a look and was about to kill these people, the indigenous leader pulled out a revolver from somewhere and said.

"Comrade, let's go. We know where the British army's headquarters is!"

"Uh~!" Lin Hao and others opened their mouths wide. Is this a one-stop service?
What on earth did these cowards do to anger the heaven and the people that made these traitors so determined to turn against us?

"Captain, this won't be a problem, right?" Meng Fanle asked worriedly. If they were to get into trouble, it would be extremely embarrassing.

Lin Hao thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem, but you still have to be careful. Let Si La Si La take the others out first. Be sure to find out the movements around you. If the situation is not right, kill these people immediately."

"Yes, Captain!" Meng Fanle replied.

Lin Hao turned around and said to the natives with a smile: "Okay, thank you very much. We are still worried about how to go next."

"It's alright, comrade, you're here to save us."

Immediately afterwards, the Sichuan Army followed these natives and did not put up any decent resistance along the way. Not only that, more natives joined their team.

Lin Hao and the others were helpless about this. This had really become a difficult life.

However, Lin Hao recalled that it was under the leadership of these people that the Xiao Zi army was able to easily occupy various cities. Otherwise, how could the Xiao Zi army with two divisions and less than 50,000 people occupy so much territory in just one month and defeat the British army.

Lin Hao was just looking forward to it. He wondered what expressions these natives would have when they found out that they were no longer living an ordinary life. It would definitely be exciting.

"Captain, there is no danger~!" Long Wenjian came back with a frown.

He originally thought that this was a trap, but it turned out that it was not a trap at all. The British troops had already run away, and these natives came to greet them sincerely.

"Pass the order down, speed up the attack, and make sure to reach Xidu Daye tonight." Since there is no danger, Lin Hao naturally has to speed up the attack and can't drag it on here any longer.

"Yes, Captain."

The subsequent march went extremely smoothly, and basically no resistance was encountered. Lin Hao finally experienced what it felt like to be a civilized and righteous army.

Along the way, there was no shortage of food and drink, and they were basically welcomed wherever they went, as if the world had suffered from Qin for a long time.

"Captain, what on earth did this coward do? Why does he look so heinous?" Meng Fan was a little puzzled. They were obviously the army of justice, and they were clearly here to drive away the little guys, so why was it completely different now?

What he considered an unforgivable crime was actually justice in the eyes of these people.

For a moment, Meng Fanle began to doubt his life.

"I said, they are just animals in human skins. Don't bother with them. They will soon find out that a normal life is no different from theirs!" Lin Hao shook his head and stopped caring about it.

By the time we arrived at the western capital, Daye City, the resistance gradually increased, unlike before when there was no will to fight.

As the saying goes, speed is of the essence in war, Lin Hao immediately ordered the tank troops to take the lead.

As for the natives, they were arranged to tie down the enemy from the flank. After sending these natives away, the Sichuan Army finally didn't have to put on a show anymore.

"Pass my order, advance at full speed and take no prisoners."

"Yes, Brigade Commander!"

Before the British troops in the fortifications could figure out what the "little guys" on the opposite side were trying to do, they saw the soldiers of the Sichuan Army Corps advancing along the main road under the cover of four A32 tanks.

The tank rumbled forward and was soon not far from the British fortifications. The mortars in the rear fired a barrage of shells at the British positions at the right time.

"Fuck, this is the Russian A32 tank, where did they find it and how did it appear here?" A British major said in shock as he looked at the ugly-shaped tank in front of him.

"Commander, what should we do now?" Behind him was Xidu Daye, where many dignitaries were packing up and running away. Their mission was to hold their positions and buy time for retreat.

"How should I know? Where are the artillery? See if we can blow them up!" said the British major giving the combat order.

However, as soon as they opened fire, they were hit by the Sichuan Army's 120mm heavy mortar, causing heavy losses.

"Damn it, suicide squad!" At this point, the British army also took a desperate attitude. Several soldiers holding cluster grenades wanted to rush forward, but were killed by the Sichuan Army soldiers hiding behind the tanks.

After suffering dozens of casualties, the British major could not bear it anymore and immediately ordered his troops to retreat. They were a third-line unit with weak fighting will, and it was good enough that they could hold on until now.

"They're running away already? How come they're just like the British soldiers at the airport, like cowards!" Meng Fanle looked at the British soldiers running back with some disbelief.

"Keep moving forward." Lin Hao did not explain much. If the British army fought to the death, he would find it strange. It was normal for them to collapse at the first blow.

After passing the British fortifications and continuing to advance towards Xidudaiye, something suddenly happened that surprised Lin Hao and others.

A British army of about 300 people appeared on the road, including tanks, trucks, etc., and it was obvious that they were here to reinforce.

"Is this reinforcement?" Lin Hao understood instantly and laughed:
"This British commander is sending us food, and it seems that the British reinforcements have no idea about the situation on the battlefield!"

Although he did not expect the British army to come to his door, Lin Hao had no intention of being polite to them. He immediately issued an attack order and contacted the artillery to carry out a deep bombing of the British army.

This was a really lively scene, and the British troops who had run headfirst into the dense firepower network were completely dumbfounded.

The machine guns on the A32 tanks immediately opened fire. The British troops lined up in dense formations on the road screamed and fell down in large numbers. Some of them cleverly hid in the jungles on both sides, but it could not save their lives.

Some even ran towards their own tanks, but the Valentine light tank was not much better than the small tank in the daily life when facing the A32 tank.

Then there were a series of loud bangs, and the Valentine light tank blocking the front was blown into a fireball.

After destroying the British tank, the A32 tank's tracks continued to roll forward.

There were gunshots and explosions everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. The timid British soldiers knelt down and begged for mercy, but it was no use, as they were greeted with dense bullets.

Finally, after destroying the fourth Valentine light tank, the British army completely collapsed, abandoning their tanks and trucks and fleeing backwards like a tide.

Some soldiers even threw away their rifles, regretting that their legs were too short to run fast.

As a result, the road was blocked, and the speed of Lin Hao and his men's attack slowed down, especially the tank commanders of the tank battalion, who looked at the tanks in front of them and cursed.

"Damn, do you have any sense of public morality~!"

"Infantry, can you push these tanks away?"

"Please be kind. After we conquer Xidu Daye, I will give you half of the credit."

As a result, there was no infantry to respond to them. Pushing a tank? What a joke! Who can push a 16-ton light tank?

Moreover, the order given by the brigade commander was to advance at full speed. How could he have time to help them push the tanks?
Seeing that no infantry responded to them, the tank commanders felt embarrassed and finally looked at each other.

"Open it yourself!"

At this time, Xidu Daye was in chaos. The British troops in the city knew that this would become a battlefield and they could not defend it. Those powerful people moved out of the city to seek refuge.

The soldiers of the Sichuan Army were so exhausted from fighting as they chased the remnants of the British army all the way.

"Fuck, this guy is running too fast."

“It would be nice if the motorcycle was still there.”

"Yeah, I miss motorcycles so much now." Since they have to pretend to be an army in daily life, they certainly cannot bring motorcycles, but now the roads are blocked by various weapons and fortifications, so they can only rely on their two legs. It's okay to run for a while, but they have been chasing for at least seven or eight kilometers, and no one can bear it with dozens of kilograms of equipment on their backs.

Finally, after dark, the main force of the Sichuan Army arrived at the city of Xidu Daye, and at this moment the British troops in the city decided to surrender.

Long Wenjian, who had already sneaked into the city, reported the situation in the city to Lin Hao via telegram and radio!
After reading the telegram, Lin Hao sneered: "Surrender? What are you thinking?"

"Go and call those natives!" Lin Hao still clearly remembered that there were native troops on the flank.

This is the time for them to play their role. Not long after, the indigenous leader came to Lin Hao again.

"Comrades, you are amazing. You captured Xidudaye so quickly. It is said that the British troops in the city are ready to surrender. We absolutely cannot accept this." The indigenous leader said immediately after they met.

Hearing this, Lin Hao's eyes flashed with a cold light. This person has exactly the same idea as him.

"Yoshi, you are right. I have decided to let you accept surrender. As for how to deal with you, it is up to you."

Lin Hao knew that these natives had long hated these cowards. If he asked them to accept surrender, he could imagine what would happen next with his toes.

"Really?" The native leader said happily, "Great, comrade, you are simply our savior."

The native chief happily ran towards Xidudaye with his men, his mind full of revenge.

Meng Fan looked at Lin Hao in surprise. Shouldn't they go into the city to accept the surrender of the British army? Why were they letting the natives take over?
"Captain~!" Meng Fanle was about to speak, but Lin Hao interrupted him directly:
"Let the brothers rest for a while. After a while, except for a few people, all others will change their clothes and raise the flag of the Sichuan Army."

Hearing this, Meng Fan's pupils constricted and he immediately realized that their brigade commander was too cruel and brutal.

The war was fought in a trivial way, the people were killed by the natives, and it was the Sichuan Army who saved them. This operation was amazing.

"Tell the brothers, don't show mercy when you see these natives. They are all traitors, kill them all!" Lin Hao sneered.

"Yes, Commander." Meng Fan took a deep breath, stood at attention and saluted.

Soon, bursts of gunfire and screams were heard in the city. The British troops who were preparing to surrender never expected that they would be greeted by the natives.

These indigenous people, who had been oppressed by them in the past, now started shooting crazily with guns.

"Fuck, aren't they ordinary people? Why are they natives?" The British commander never figured it out until his death. It was obviously ordinary people who were attacking, so how did they become natives?

At this time, screams were heard everywhere in the city. The Sichuan Army was resting on the spot. They had already changed their clothes and were waiting for Lin Hao's orders.

Lin Hao looked at his watch and realized that the time was almost up. He turned around and said loudly:
"Stop it, pass on my order, enter the city immediately and destroy all enemies."

"Yes!" Upon receiving the order, the Sichuan Army immediately assembled and marched towards Xidudaye, but the natives who were celebrating were soon dumbfounded.

"What? The expeditionary force is coming? How is this possible?" The native leader was instantly confused and said:
"Where are Xiao Ri? Where are they? Aren't they behind us? Didn't they stop the expeditionary force?"

"I don't know. My happy days suddenly disappeared."

"how is this possible?"

"Could it be that they are the expeditionary forces pretending to be Xiaori?"

"How can this be?"

This indigenous chief, who had been busy all the time, never figured out until his death how it turned into an expeditionary force when it was just a simple life?
The news of Sidodaye soon reached Stilwell, the commander of the theater. After reading the telegram, the entire command center fell silent.

"The little guys actually reached Xidu Daye? How is this possible? Isn't their main force in the Nujiang area? How is it possible for them to go to the south?" Stilwell frowned and said in disbelief.

Not only him, but everyone else in the command center also didn't believe it, especially the British commander Lord Alexander, who was like a defeated rooster at this moment.

"Your Excellency Commander, I think we should send reinforcements immediately to rescue Sidudaya, where the people of the British Empire live," Lord Alexander suggested.

Unfortunately, Stilwell frowned and said unhappily:

"Your Excellency, our current defense line is in a mess. If we allow Xiao Ri to cut off the highway supply line, the entire Far East battlefield will be heading towards an unpredictable abyss. By then, you and I will be sinners."

"It's just a few hundred people, don't worry about it. For the final victory, there must be some sacrifices."

"What's more, can your current troops fight?" Stilwell asked back.

When asked this question, Lord Alexander looked embarrassed. If we can fight, why do we need you? We can recover the lost territory by ourselves.

He was very clear about the fighting ability of his subordinates. They had no problem fighting a favorable battle or beating up the unarmed natives, but they were no match for them when it came to easy targets.

Otherwise, they would not have abandoned the heavily defended Malay land.

"Commander, aren't we an expeditionary force? We have provided so many weapons, it's time for them to pay in return." Lord Alexander still didn't want to give up. After all, there was a certain amount of income there every month.

"Are you talking about Sun? No, their troops are being reorganized now, and various trainings are not up to standard. I absolutely do not agree to let them go to the battlefield." Stilwell refused directly. He had already given enough face to these British troops.

Now he is asked to send out the only troop he can command. This is absolutely impossible.

"Your Excellency, as you know, Sun's army has just experienced a defeat and their morale has not yet fully recovered. At this time, they should rest and consolidate their defenses instead of fighting!"

"Also, when will the logistical supplies you promised be delivered? Sun has reported this to me many times." Stilwell didn't want to make things too awkward for both parties, so his tone softened.

"I'm sorry, Commander, all supplies should be provided to the army of the Great Ying Empire first~!" The implication is that they cannot provide it now.

Stilwell wanted to slap this guy to death. What else is this stubborn old man except arrogance? He can do nothing.

Now he is holding him back. If he didn't still need the other party's flag, he would have kicked this guy out long ago.

At this moment, the communications staff took another telegram, walked in with a serious face and said:

"Commander, here is an urgent message from Xidudaiye."

"Read it." Stilwell had a bad feeling.

"These damn natives!" After the communications officer finished reading, Lord Alexander slammed the table angrily, scaring other people in the command center to look over.

"Your Lordship, you need to calm down." Stilwell didn't know what to say. It was your fault for exploiting them so badly in normal times. Now that they have the chance to take revenge, they will definitely not give up.

"Commander, I request to send paratroopers to reinforce Xidudaiye." His heart ached at the thought of hundreds of his subordinates being slaughtered.

"These damn yellow monkeys should all be killed." As soon as these words came out, Stilwell's face instantly turned cold. It was already a certain time, and this damn old man was still using his old way of thinking to deal with the problem.

"Your Excellency the Commander, I will send someone to deliver Sun's supplies shortly. I hope you can let them attack and teach these little bastards a lesson." After scolding for a while, Lord Alexander put aside his pride and quickly requested.

Hearing this, Stilwell sneered, it was too late, he had long been fed up with these stupid British troops.

It's not that he has big ambitions, but he no longer wants these idiots to tell him what to do.

He wanted to let go and make a big splash in Myanmar, but this stubborn old man caused him trouble from time to time and often made suggestions that he thought were suicidal.

He was asked to provide supplies many times, but the damn old man would rather blow himself up than provide them. He was so angry that he wanted to pull out his gun and kill the old man.

"Not enough. They need to rest now. Maybe after they have rested, we can attack." Stilwell looked at the map and said to himself.

"Commander, please have someone deliver the supplies to me now, along with the materials they were lacking before." Lord Alexander felt that he could not wait any longer and said immediately.

Just as Stilwell was about to agree, another telegram interrupted their conversation.