Wherever you looked, the Japanese soldiers were busy packing up their equipment. They all wore braided grass rings on their heads, and even the gun mounts were covered with weeds to provide concealment.

The location of this camp is quite particular. There are mountains on both sides, which can easily block enemy artillery attacks.

The middle mountain col is covered with many thick shrubs, which can provide a hiding place, but it is not like there is no place to stay in the depths of the dense forest. The small mountain cannon can be hidden in it.

If necessary, this mountain col can become an ideal shooting position for artillery in an instant. Even if their position is exposed after firing, they can quickly hide in the dense forests of the surrounding mountains to avoid aerial detection.

Even if fighter planes dive bomb, the nearby jungle terrain can provide them with excellent cover, minimizing losses in an emergency.

"The Japanese are so smart. The artillerymen are all guerrillas, and we are the one who is led by the nose and doesn't know where to go."

In a patch of grass on the hillside, Chen Xinmin, who was observing with a telescope, couldn't help but sigh.

"Ha... you'll learn to be good after being beaten a lot." The instructor sneered back, but it could be seen from his expression that he was very solemn at this moment.

All the soldiers of the reconnaissance company were hiding in ambush nearby, quietly waiting for their company commander to issue orders.

The Japanese army's previous tactics were very simple, nothing more than artillery bombardment and infantry charge. If they couldn't get in, the artillery bombarded them again. If they were on defense, they liked to engage in positional warfare, relying on fortification trenches and fighting to the death against the group of bunkers.

This kind of backward tactical thinking that lacks new ideas and remains unchanged was severely beaten by the tanks, armor and automatic weapons of the 88th Army in subsequent battles.

In particular, the cooperation of heavy artillery firepower and air fighter support turned their proud and solid fortress into a passive target. As long as they dared to engage in positional warfare, the consequences would be quite miserable.

So now the little devil has to start to re-examine himself and start to try many new strategic and tactical ideas. In fact, they are all knowledge gained through bloody lessons. In the end, he is still afraid of being beaten and has to make changes.

"Company commander, tell me how to fight?"

The honest and loyal third platoon leader asked a very idiotic question, and Chen Xinmin immediately got a big dick on his head...

"What the hell! Can't you see how many little devils there are down there?"

Chen Xinmin cursed angrily with a dark face. Although he was confident, he was not arrogant.

Just after a series of reconnaissance, the Japanese army on the opposite side numbered at least four to five hundred people. Although a large part of them were artillery, they were by no means comparable to their small half company of dozens of men who lacked ammunition.

"We only have a small number of people, and we don't have heavy firepower yet. You tell me how to fight? If you don't have any brains..."

The third platoon leader scratched his head in embarrassment. Thinking about it, it was not easy to kill so many people on the other side, even when the investigation was fully organized, let alone now.

"I'm just saying... there's nothing you can do if you find the Japs. At this point, people can only stare..."

The second platoon commander, who was already in a mood, whispered quietly to the side, but these words were still clearly heard by Chen Xinmin, who had sharp ears.

Immediately, a stone flew over the head of the second platoon leader. Although it didn't hit him, it still startled the talkative guy.

"What are you complaining about? You're the only one with a fucking mouth?"

Seeing the cold look cast by the company commander, the second platoon commander shrank his neck and closed his mouth in a wise manner.

At this moment, the instructor moved from the grass behind him to the front, handed Chen Xinmin a walkie-talkie, and said: "Old Chen, everything has been arranged. They will arrive in about half an hour."

Chen Xinmin nodded with satisfaction, thanked him for his hard work, and continued to observe the enemy's movements with his binoculars.

Hearing this, the surrounding soldiers all showed puzzled looks. Could it be that there are support troops coming at this moment?

"Times have changed. This war does not rely solely on manpower. Don't just rush forward like a bull, but use your brain, okay?" Chen Xinmin said mysteriously with a smile on his face.

"Hey... Company Commander, what's going on? Can you let me know what's going on?" Li Shuanggui was the one who couldn't help it the most, and wanted to know what was going on.

"Go, go, don't bother me, just stay here and wait until you have a chance to show off..."

The more this happened, the less Chen Xinmin wanted to tell him, so he pushed him away angrily, turned his head and ordered to the others:

"You all need to calm down and replenish your energy. I'm going to be the first to say something ugly. If anyone wants to offend me when it's time to show off, don't blame me for sending him to a bullet!"

Seeing the company commander's confident look, everyone was confused, but they could only obey the instructions honestly. Only the instructor beside him, who was smiling helplessly, knew the plan behind it.

…

On the other side, the New Army Headquarters...

Fang Jingyao was silent as he looked at the contents of the telegram in his hand. The enemy was too far back, so it would be difficult to use artillery to attack him.

It turned out that just now, the Signal Corps had contacted the regiment headquarters and reported the coordinates of the enemy artillery. The regiment headquarters did not dare to neglect and immediately reported this important information to the army headquarters.

Because the Japanese artillery is located relatively far back, division-level artillery power alone cannot effectively attack it, and the enemy has begun to move...

Fang Jingyao just thought for a moment and made a decision: "Send these coordinates to Mandalay Airport immediately and ask them to dispatch a bomber formation to the area immediately!"

"Yes!" the staff officer agreed immediately.

After thinking about it, Fang Jingyao still felt uneasy, because east of the Pasen River was a large area of ​​scrubland. Without clear markings at high altitudes, bombers would be hard-pressed to strike accurately. Generally, they could only drop a bunch of bombs.

If there is no harvest, it depends on God’s will.

This is definitely not possible!

Fang Jingyao touched his beard and accidentally glanced at the interaction map between the two armies on the front line, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"Send the order and immediately notify the 013 and 014 regiments on the front line to move towards Area 4. The 203 Division will cooperate with the troops from the Pasen River to launch an attack from the flank. The 202 Division will serve as a reserve force and be ready for orders at any time..."

"Send a report to the reconnaissance team, follow the enemy's whereabouts closely, and find a way to provide direction indicators when the bomber formation arrives. And... if necessary, we must delay the opponent at all costs, and we must not let them sneak up on us again.

Get down and run away!"

"clear!"

It was not Fang Jingyao's real purpose to let the frontline troops launch an attack now, but to confuse the Japanese troops and make them mistakenly believe that they would attack the entire front.

At this time, the pressure on the Japanese was extremely high. The artillery unit would definitely receive orders to support the front line again. Now that the exact location was known, as long as the enemy dared to show its head, that would be their demise.
Chapter completed!