I would like to correct it here. The previous chapter "I'm Going to Myitkyina" should be "I'm Going to Myitkyina" (Part 1). I hereby correct it and hope that all book friends will understand it. In addition, I have been very busy recently and the update has been seriously delayed. Anyway, just one sentence

Words: "Don't slap me in the face."

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"General Stilwell, please wait a moment." (English) New Delhi, the capital of India, at the British Empire military airport stationed in India, Stilwell was about to board the transport plane to Myitkyina, but a beautiful female voice behind him stopped him.

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"Oh, it's Miss 'Battlefield Rose' Smith." When Stilwell saw the visitor, his forehead with a few forehead wrinkles immediately stretched out. Smith is known as "the most outstanding war correspondent of the twentieth century" and

"Battlefield Rose", being able to meet this legendary war reporter is rare and hard to come by. She smiled heartily: "Ms. Smith, what can I do for you? You saw it, I'm going to rush now.

To Myitkyina, the Chinese have just created a miracle." (English)

"Yes, General Stilwell, I have something to ask you." After all, Smith is a war reporter who has been on the battlefield for many years. Under the baptism of blood and fire, she has completely abandoned the shyness and reserve of ordinary girls.

Instead, there is a complex character mixed with the rigidity of a soldier and the softness of a woman. To put it simply, it is a combination of strength and softness. Looking at Stilwell, who had already stepped onto the gangway and was about to board the plane, Smith said: "General

, I want to go to Myitkyina, and I want to personally interview the Chinese army that just performed a miracle." (English)

"No problem at all." (English) Stilwell was also very happy.

Myitkyina, the expeditionary force headquarters, the entire headquarters is now completely shrouded in the smell of gunpowder. Staff officers, secretaries, secretaries... everyone is walking in a hurry, quickly reporting the battle report they just received in the huge

It was plotted on the combat map. Commanders such as Sun Liren, Du Yuming, Xie Jinyuan, Song Yuanming and others gathered in front of the huge combat sand table. On the sand table, the small red flag representing the Chinese Expeditionary Force was firmly planted in the position representing Myitkyina, while the red flag representing Japan

The small red flag of the Southern Army rushed towards Myitkyina in three directions: left, center and right.

"Headquarters, the reconnaissance squadron of the Fourteenth Air Force reports that the Japanese troops on the left have crossed Longdong and are close to Indawgyi Lake, the troops on the center have also arrived at Mengyang, and the troops on the right have arrived at Gezu, and have formed an attack on Myitkyina.

Encirclement!" A confidential staff officer reported loudly with the latest battle report received. As soon as he finished speaking, another confidential secretary ran over in a hurry: "Report to the main seat, the Fourteenth Air Force p-

40 The First Squadron of the 'War Eagle' had an encounter with a Japanese Zero Fighter Group over Naba. The First Squadron of the 'War Eagle' lost fourteen fighter planes, and the Japanese Zero Fighter Group lost twenty-one fighter planes."

"Even the fighter jets were dispatched. It seems that the old devil Shouichi Terauchi is still very angry about Myitkyina being captured." Song Yuanming said it didn't matter, but the deeply furrowed brow directly exposed the deep feelings in his heart.

Idea. If this battle is won, the Chinese army will be able to gain a foothold in Myanmar. If it is lost, the Chinese Expeditionary Force will have to follow the tragic ending of its previous life - being defeated in Savage Mountain! Tens of millions of overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia will become

There is fish and meat on the table, and it is slaughtered by others.

Just when the battle to defend Myitkyina was about to break out, over Myanmar and India, on a US military transport plane flying from New Delhi to Myitkyina, US Army Chief of Staff Stilwell looked at the British Governor-General in Myanmar sitting opposite him with a depressed expression.

Dorman. Stilwell looked down on this arrogant British gentleman from the bottom of his heart. You must know that the day after the Japanese invaded Burma, the aloof Burmese governor fled to India with his tail between his legs. India arrived.

The air journey to Myanmar is not very far. Just over an hour later, the plane landed at the field airport on the outskirts of Myitkyina.

"Hey, Stilwell, old friend." Even though Song Yuanming was so nervous that he could smell the smell of gunpowder, he still came to the airport to greet Stilwell in person. This was not because he was arrogant, but because he was already confident.

What excited him was that the first division of the Hunter Army had successfully entered India. The British army fired a salute to welcome them and personally arranged trucks to send them to Ramgarh base to receive reorganization and training by the US military. There was nothing they could do if they were not welcomed, the British

When he fled to India, he threw away all his light and heavy weapons, and some even lost his fig leaf. Facing the wolf-like Chinese army, General Alexander was really under great pressure. If he couldn't afford to offend him, he could only show weakness.

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"You are General Song Yuanming. Hello, I am Smith, a war correspondent from the British BBC." Miss Smith extended her small hand in a very gentlemanly manner, and Song Yuanming also extended her right hand with white gloves and shook it friendly. The next step is

It was Dorman's turn, and the British man's nostrils were almost raised to the sky: "Are you Song Yuanming, the commander of the Chinese Expeditionary Force? I am Dorman, the Governor of the British Empire in Burma, and now I am fully responsible for the British

Empire in all things Burma.”

Facing this arrogant British guy, Song Yuanming snorted coldly and ignored him. md, who are you? It's like 250,000 to 800,000 yuan. The British Empire, the UK can still count now.

Is it a powerful country? Of course it doesn't count. If it doesn't count, then why should I care about you? Seeing that Song and Yuan Dynasty ignored him, the British governor became angry, jumped to his feet and yelled: "Damn it.

Chinaman, sick man of East Asia!!!"

This sentence can be said to have directly hit Song Yuanming's sore spot. md, it's not because of the son-of-a-bitch British guy that the Chinese got the reputation of the sick man of East Asia! The next second, Dorman only felt a black shadow flash in front of him.

Passed by, and then felt his head being hit by a strong force, and his whole body flew straight out. Song Yuanming kicked Dorman on the head and kicked him out, towards the guards who came to greet him.

He waved his hand: "Throw this idiot out of here!!!"

"Yes!" the guard responded loudly. Two soldiers separated from the team, picked up Dorman on the left and right and walked towards the plane. Dorman still wanted to struggle, but the next second, the two handles were

The sharp bayonets on the Garand rifle were pressed against his neck. As long as he dared to move, the two bayonets would slit his carotid artery and let his blood flow beautifully.
Chapter completed!