Chapter 986 Successfully Landed and Conquered Yangon

Three hours later, outside Qiangong Fishing Village, the gunboat squadron led by Sun Guanghua had arrived at the sea area. With an order, the gunboats frantically poured fire on the positions on the shore.

The sleeping native company was instantly stunned.

"What's going on? Are the Mi people attacking?" This was the first reaction of the native company commander. After all, who else could attack from the sea except the Mi people?

"Impossible, they can't bypass the Huang army and come to us quietly!" After his mind became a little clearer, the native company commander immediately shook his head.

"Asshole, go send a telegram to the Yellow Army. We are under attack by enemy ships. It is estimated that the enemy ships will land here."

"Yes!" The communicator immediately turned around and trotted to send the telegram.

On the Sichuan Army side, Bu La personally led a battalion of Marines, boarded the landing ship and headed towards the shore.

All ten landing ships were assigned to the battalion where Bula was located, and Bula redistributed these ten landing ships.

Five of them carried a battalion of soldiers, three carried the necessary ammunition and supplies, and the other two carried four tanks.

The landing craft formation drove all the way to Qiangong Fishing Village amid the sound of artillery fire. After a while, Bu La saw balls of flames exploding above the Qiangong Fishing Village in front of him, as well as the dazzling light from the flares rising into the air.

As a result, on the way to Qiangong Fishing Village, heavy rain suddenly broke out in the sky. This is how the weather on the ocean is, it changes at any time.

However, Bu La soon discovered that this was a good thing for the landing troops, because the heavy rain reduced visibility, and the thunder would cover up the sound of the landing craft's motor, which might enable the Sichuan Army to land smoothly without being discovered by the natives.

Sure enough, just as Bu La had expected, when the landing craft arrived at Qiangong Fishing Village and landed on the shore, they did not encounter any resistance, even when four tanks drove onto the beach.

"Commander, there is no sound at all." The commander of the 2nd Marine Battalion who was leading the charge couldn't help but say.

To be honest, Bu La was also a little scared. I didn't encounter any enemies, which meant I didn't know where the enemy's defense line was. And groping in the dark was very dangerous because I might run into a group of enemies.

"Let four tanks take the lead, and the rest follow the infantry. The artillery will set up positions first and be ready to provide support at any time." After all, this drill has been conducted many times, and although Bu La was a little panicked, he still issued orders out of inertia.

However, there are still some differences between exercises and actual combat. Even though he repeatedly emphasized that exercises are actual combat, it is useless.

"Commander, why don't we let the artillery fire two shells as an attempt?" suggested the second battalion commander.

"Yes, sure!" Soon, the mortarman fired a shell at the natives' position.

With a loud "boom", a shell exploded on the natives' defensive position.

This shell was like poking a hornet's nest. Flashlights and searchlights immediately shone in the direction of the explosion.

At the same time, the natives also discovered traces of Bula and others.

"Da da da da~!"

"Fire!" At the command, the tank adjusted its gun muzzle and fired at the flaming position.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the flaming position on the opposite side was directly blown up.

Then the coaxial machine gun on the tank began to fire wildly at the local lord's position in the distance.

Those natives who were frightened by the crazy firepower turned around and ran, but were strafed by anti-aircraft machine guns and could only fall down like rows of wooden stakes. Some of them were only injured, but were soon stabbed by the Sichuan Army soldiers who followed closely.

The Sichuan Army continued to chase forward, stepping on the corpses of the natives. Even when they saw some natives kneeling on the ground with their hands raised, they did not show mercy and shot them in the head. Anyone who showed mercy at this time was a fool.

After all, many people had suffered from false surrenders before, so Lin Hao requested that when the troops advanced forward, any enemy who surrendered should be killed immediately, no matter who they were.

"Tell the landing troops behind that the beachhead has been taken and we are moving deeper." Bula said to the communicator beside him after seeing that the beachhead had been taken.

"Yes, Commander!" After saying that, he sent a telegram to the landing ship at the rear.

After receiving the news of the successful beachhead, Lin Hao directly ordered all troops to land immediately. At the same time, he asked Bu La to take over the airport as soon as possible and attack Yangon.

At this time, Lieutenant General Watanabe Masao, commander of the 56th Division guarding Yangon, received a telegram from the Qiangong fishing village.

"What? The Americans landed here?" When Lieutenant General Masao Watanabe received the telegram, he was completely confused and had no idea what it meant.

What does it mean that Michu has landed here?

The American people were beaten so badly by them that they retreated into hiding. How could they possibly land in Yangon?

This is simply a huge joke. If they did not have powerful transport planes, he would have taken over western Yunnan and opened up the road to the mountain city. As a result, now he is told that the Mi livestock have landed. This is simply a huge joke.

"Baga, these bastards actually lied about military intelligence."

"Report, the Seventh Squadron guarding the airport reported that they did see Qiangong Fishing Village encountering enemy ships and gunboats." At this time, someone else came in and reported.

"What? Are the Americans really landing?" Lieutenant General Masao Watanabe still felt that it was a bit nonsense. If the Americans had such strength, they would not have been beaten back step by step.

"That's absolutely impossible. Tell the Seventh Squadron to hold the airport. Also notify the Ninth Security Squadron to set off immediately to support Qiangong Fishing Village."

"Report, the enemy has taken the beachhead, Qiangong Fishing Village is about to be lost."

"Damn it, this bunch of rubbish! Tell the 9th Squadron that they must stop the enemy from advancing." Lieutenant General Watanabe Masao said hurriedly.

"Hi Yi!"

"Your Excellency the division commander, there is only one battalion of troops in Yangon now. Should we ask for help from the headquarters?" Chief of Staff Colonel Fujiwara asked.

"Not for the time being. One battalion is enough to defend Yangon. I have confidence even if we face a division of American troops."

"What's more, this time they should be landing on a small scale. If it is a large-scale landing, we will definitely know it." General Masao Watanabe shook his head and said.

"Ha! Your analysis is correct."

On the other side, Captain Takeda received an order and led the 9th Squadron towards the location of the gunfire. Halfway through, they met the natives who had escaped and said that the enemy was chasing them.

Captain Takeda thought about it and decided to block the enemy in the jungles on both sides of the road.

To be honest, this is a good idea. The jungle can provide them with hiding places, the trees can serve as cover for their daily lives, and they can also control the middle road from both wings.

However, this time their opponent's firepower is several times greater than theirs, and their small number of people is not enough to ambush them.

If Captain Takeda led his men to build positions and set up anti-tank trenches, they might be able to stop the attack of the Sichuan Army.

However, he believed that his army was invincible and the landing enemies were weaklings, so he underestimated the enemy and made another choice, directly ambushing on both sides of the jungle.

Captain Takeda despised these natives, thinking they were only good at exaggeration and were no better than the puppet troops. In addition, due to his arrogance, he felt that he could definitely drive the enemy into the sea.

However, Captain Takeda soon discovered that he was wrong, for he saw a large mass of enemies in the darkness.

What made Takeda feel that the situation was even worse was that he could tell from the enemy's advancing movements that the troops before him were elite soldiers with rich combat experience.

However, in the current situation, Captain Takeda was in a difficult situation and could only continue to order the soldiers to stay at their posts, but Takeda's efforts were in vain.

"Shoot!" Sparse bullets hit the tank, making a tinkling sound, like tickling.

"Fire!" Before the little people could react, the leading tank fired a shot. Many little people were blown away, followed by intensive gunfire.

Bullets poured into the jungle like raindrops, and many people hiding in the jungle were killed directly.

At the same time, the sharp whistling sound of the mortar arrived. Captain Takeda was just about to order his subordinates to find cover. However, no matter how fast they ran, they could not be faster than the speed of the 80mm mortar. The shells exploded with a few loud bangs, and the people under the attack screamed in pain.

After the explosion ended, dozens of grenades attacked again, and after a burst of bangs, the enemy rushed to the front.

Dense bullets swept in again, and Captain Takeda fled towards the airport with the remaining men without saying a word. The road to the airport became extremely smooth, especially with tanks leading the way. Basically, any resistance was destroyed with one artillery shell.

When they arrived at the airport, the 7th Squadron guarding the airport was relying on fortifications to resist.

However, faced with tanks and 120mm heavy mortar bombardment, the th Squadron guarding the airport finally escaped, leaving behind a field of corpses.

"What? What did you say, the airport was lost?" Lieutenant General Masao Watanabe was completely panicked. He did not expect the enemy to attack so quickly. The airport was taken in just a few hours.

Without the airport, it means that fighter planes will not be able to take off during the day. Without fighter planes, it will not be easy for him to defend Yangon.

"Damn, who are these enemies? Can anyone see clearly?" Masao Watanabe walked back and forth, cursing.

The chief of staff, Colonel Fujiwara, looked helpless. In fact, he was also very curious about who this enemy was and why they had such powerful combat capability.

Tanks, heavy artillery, all kinds of automatic weapons, the density of firepower and combat effectiveness far exceeded their imagination.

Originally, Lieutenant General Masao Watanabe thought that the battalion of troops in his hands was enough to defend Yangon, but now it seems that it is impossible to defend Yangon.

"Sir, it's time to consider retreating. Since the enemy is heading straight for Yangon, it must be for Yangon. According to the current intelligence, it is impossible to defend Yangon with the troops we have." Colonel Fujiwara kindly advised.

"Baga, you are a coward, how can you retreat so easily?" Watanabe Masao still couldn't accept this statement.

"Tell the 8th and 10th squadrons to stop the enemy's attack. As long as we can hold out until dawn, we still have hope!"

"Hi!" Colonel Fujiwara only had the right to make suggestions, but he could not deny the decision of the division commander, so he could only follow orders.

On the other side, after taking over the airport, Bu La left a platoon to take over the airport and then led the rest of the people directly to Yangon.

However, the journey to Yangon was not so smooth because of the appearance of the Xiaori blocking troops.

However, Xiao Rizi's sniping method was just the same as Meng Fanle said, the tactics were still the same old ones, everyone dispersed and tied themselves to trees to sniper. Of course, this was indeed a good idea, especially in the dark.

If used well, the effect can be huge. In the beginning, the British troops were defeated by this fighting method.

But the Sichuan Army often dealt with the Xiaori people, so they were very familiar with their blocking methods.

The Sichuan Army's method of dealing with the Xiaori people was even simpler and more brutal. They indiscriminately used anti-aircraft machine guns, mortars, and tank guns to bombard the treetops on both sides.

Many soldiers even pointed at the treetops where snipers might be hiding and said to the artillery:

"Yes, right there, blow it up hard for me."

"Brother, are you sure there's someone up here?"

"Trust me, that idiot is definitely high up in the tree."

Sure enough, after the artillery fire stopped, quite a few of the little guys fell to the ground, which surprised the artillerymen.

"Brother, how do you know where there are people?" Some artillerymen who had never had a head-on battle with Xiao Rizi asked curiously.

"It's very simple. If a sniper wants to shoot, he must have enough space to observe. This requires them to cut off some branches or leaves."

"Look at those treetops and see if they've been chopped off. There's no doubt that there's something fishy going on there. We can definitely bombard them with artillery."

"So that's it!" the artilleryman said with sudden realization.

Of course, it is difficult to distinguish at night, but with the support of flares one after another and sufficient ammunition, many everyday sharpshooters were killed by a hail of gunfire before they could even fire a bullet.

There was no other way, because the Sichuan Army had plenty of bullets. When they encountered a suspected treetop, they didn't waste any time and immediately fired a burst of M14 automatic rifles. Basically, eight out of ten times they could kill a few people.

If there is still resistance, a shell will fly over them. No matter whether it is a mortar or a tank gun, they cannot resist it.

In this way, under the cover of tanks, the 2nd Marine Battalion led by Bu La continued to advance along the road. More than an hour later, they had arrived at the outskirts of Yangon. It was only then that they encountered a decent ambush.

"Bula is moving forward too fast!" Lin Hao was slightly surprised when he received the telegram from Bu La.

It has only been a short time, less than five hours since landing, and as a result, they not only captured the airport, but also retreated all the way to Yangon. What speed and efficiency are amazing.

Meng Fanle, who was following along, was also stunned for a long time after receiving the telegram: "This speed is indeed a bit fast!"

"It's only been a few hours, and they've already reached Yangon. How can their fighting power be so weak? This shouldn't be the case."

Meng Fanle's understanding is still that the fighting power of the Xiaotian army is very strong, and it may take them a day or even several days to take Yangon.

To this end, all the warships were packed full in the hope that the landing would not fail due to insufficient logistics.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

"It's not that our combat effectiveness has become weaker, it's that we have become stronger." Lin Hao said with a smile. This is exactly what he has been working hard for for so long.

You have to know that the Sichuan Army today is equipped with all assault rifles, bullets can be made at will, artillery shells can be fired at will, and there are tanks as pioneers and shields.

With this configuration, most countries on earth will not be able to do this, let alone now, even in seventy or eighty years.

After listening to Lin Hao's words, Meng Fan fell into deep thought. He didn't expect that a few months ago, he was still chasing them around everywhere, but now there is such a big gap between them.

"Tell the landing battalion to speed up the attack, and also send out the artillery battalion, ready to teach Xiao Zi a lesson." Lin Hao thought about it and issued the latest combat order again.

"Yes, Brigade Commander!" The communications staff officer quickly turned and left.

At this time, the Second Battalion led by Bu La encountered resistance, but of course the resistance was just decent.

Judging from the sound of gunfire, there were quite a few people, probably two squadrons, stationed in the jungles on both sides of the road.

The situation at this time was somewhat unfavorable for Bu La's Second Battalion. The main reason was that in order to quickly enter the city of Yangon, the tanks were advancing in a long snake formation along the road, and Xiao Rizi's two squadrons took the opportunity to set up ambushes in the forests on both sides.

In other words, the Second Battalion had already stepped into the ambush.

However, Bula was not at all weak. He directly assembled all the mortars in the battalion and launched a frantic bombing on the jungles on both sides.

At the same time, the tanks began to pour shells into the jungle, and the soldiers following the tanks fired madly into the forest.

While firing indiscriminately, they also fired flares in the direction where Xiao Rizi was hiding, exposing Xiao Rizi, who completely collapsed in the face of the crazy firepower.

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Originally, Bu La thought that this battle would last for a while. He was already used to Xiaoshi's fighting spirit of holding on until the last moment.

However, this time Bu La was disappointed. The two squadrons did not hold out for long. They resisted for less than ten minutes, and the rest fled towards Yangon behind them.

"These little days actually ran away?" Bu La was also stunned when he saw the little days that ran away.

"Commander, what should we do now?" someone asked.

"What else can we do? Keep chasing and take down Yangon in one fell swoop!"

"Yes!"

Even if there was an ambush, Bu La didn't think it mattered. It was just an ambush. How could Xiao Rizi's firepower compare with theirs?
"Go ahead, don't let go of any small day."

"Yes!"

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On the other side, Lieutenant General Masao Watanabe was looking forward to it with full confidence, hoping that good news would be reported back from the front line, but what he got was bad news.

"Your Excellency the Division Commander, our blocking has failed!" The captain of the Eighth Squadron who escaped back said helplessly while being injured.

Hearing this, Lieutenant General Watanabe Masao sighed and said, "Can you tell me who the enemy is?"