Mutaguchi Ryo was also unable to stay in the division headquarters, so he went directly to the front-line observation post.

Chief of staff, Kenji Otsuki, was worried about the safety of Mudaguchi Ryoya, and persuaded him that the bullet had no eyes after all, and if he was accidentally hit by a stray bullet, a division commander would be added to their 25th Army's casualties.

"Teacher Commander, this place is too dangerous. Let's go back to the division headquarters to wait for news."

"Mr. Otsuki, don't say anything, I won't go anywhere." Mudaguchi Ryoshi said, "Just watch the battle here."

Otsuki Kenji had no choice but to shut up.

Mudaguchi Ryo also said: "Mr. Dayue, how many days have we spent with the Chinese army here?"

Due to the fierce battle, Mutaguchi Ryo had not slept for several days, so his mind was a little confused now and he couldn't even remember how many days he had fought with the Kuomintang.

Or rather, the high-intensity war gave him the illusion that made him think that both sides had been fighting here for a long time.

Fortunately, Otsuki Kenji still remained awake and said, "Chief of the Division, our 18th Division has been fighting with the Chinese army on Mitela and Dasi for three days."

"I've only been beaten for three days?" Mudaguchi Ryokeng sighed, "Why does it feel like I've been beaten for three months?"

"Yes." Otsuki Kenji nodded and continued, "Although he only fought for three days, the ammunition consumed, the lost troops and weapons in these three days were more than in other battlefields in three months!"

After a pause, Otsuki Kenji continued: "The intensity of such a war is probably only comparable to the Russo-Japanese War that year and the Battle of Nomenkan last year."

"Baga!" Mutaguchi Ryokan also said in a deep voice, "But the Chinese army opposite is far from comparable to the Soviet army, both its military strength and its weapons and equipment. Why? Why can't our 18th Division attack for three days and still not be able to defeat them? Why are these damn Chinese mice so tenacious?"

In the end, Mudaguchi Ren was even roaring.

Kenji Otsuki was speechless because he couldn't figure it out either.

After roaring, Mudaguchi Ryokawa felt a little better and asked again: "How much ammunition is left in the artillery troops?"

Otsuki Kenji said: "There are two base shells left, so you can save some effort and it can support the battle for about three days."

"Bagayaru, there are only two base shells left?" Mudaguchi Ryokun also said angrily, "They don't worry about anything? Do you really think the empire's shells are unlimited?"

Kenji Otsuki can only remain silent.

Mudaguchi Ryohiro continued to ask: "What's going on with the Air Force? It seems that only half a fighter squadron came today?"

"The air kerosene of the 7th and 8th Divisions of the Air Force has also been in a hurry." Otsuki Kenji, "so it can only reduce the flight orders on each battlefield."

"Air kerosene is also in a hurry?" said Akira Mutaguchi, "What's going on?"

Otsuki Kenji said: "Hiji has already asked the headquarters, saying that a batch of aviation kerosene that the base camp originally planned to supply the Myanmar Front was temporarily seconded to the 15th Army in Australia, saying that it is more needed for aviation kerosene there."

"Bagayaru, what are those idiots in the Army Department doing?" Mudaguchi Ryokun also said furiously, "Australia is just hundreds of thousands of British and Australian vassals, and its combat effectiveness is not even second-rate. How can it be compared with the Chinese army in Myanmar? Can those idiots distinguish between priorities?"

Kenji Otsuki could only remain silent again.

He also doesn't understand how the base camp provides logistics support.

Anyway, the reality is that the 7th and 8th Division of the Aviation, which belongs to the Myanmar Front, no longer has aviation kerosene, and can only reduce support to the front-line battlefield.

After a long time of fire, Mutaguchi Ryokawa suddenly sighed again.

"However, this matter cannot be completely blamed on the base camp." Mudaguchi Ryokawa also said dejectedly, "The main reason is that the various military supplies on the Mitela battlefield were consumed too quickly, so fast that even we could not believe it. The bureaucrats far away in the local area naturally became even more unimaginable, so they made such a stupid decision."

"But fortunately, the Chinese army on the opposite side should be almost unable to withstand it." Otsuki Kenji said, "I don't believe that under such a fierce attack of intensity, the Chinese army can still hold on!"

Mudaguchi Ryo nodded and said, "No surprise, you should be able to break through the defense today."

After pausing for a moment, Mudaguchi Riki continued to say viciously: "If nothing unexpected happens, the Chinese army will definitely surrender on a large scale after the collapse. This time, surrender will never be accepted. Whether it is a weapon or a weapon, any Chinese people in military uniforms will be killed!"

"Hayi!"

...

Looking back, Yang Zheng is ready to sacrifice his life for the country.

Yang Zheng was actually mentally prepared for death.

As a soldier, especially a soldier in the war era, since he wore this military uniform, he had already prepared to die on the battlefield and sacrifice his life for the country.

So he wasn't afraid.

Yang Zheng just felt a little regretful.

Yang Zheng took a deep breath of the air and looked around at the battlefield around him almost greedily. Although the entire battlefield had already turned into scorched earth and the stinking smell of the human body was filled with the air, Yang Zheng still hoped to mark this picture, this smell, forever, in his mind.

Because this is the world.

The world deserves all your love!

The Japanese were getting closer and closer, and they could already hear footsteps.

Yang Zheng was calm, and there was no slight turmoil in his heart.

But at this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded behind me.

"Is it a reinforcement?" Yang Zheng subconsciously turned around.

Then, Yang Zheng saw the division commander Li Yueshen bent over, and behind Li Yueshen, he followed the deputy division commander Yu Qi and several staff members of the division headquarters.

"Teacher seat, where are the reinforcements?" Yang Zheng asked.

"There will be no reinforcements." Li Yueshen shook his head and said, "We are the last reinforcements."

Yang Zheng was mentally prepared, but was still disappointed when he heard this and said, "Master, you can go, let me leave this place."

"There are no division seats here, only the private Li Yueshen." Li Yueshen pulled away the bolt of the Galand rifle with a click and said to Yang Zheng, "Platform Commander Yang, I am your soldier now!"

"And I." Deputy Commander Yu Qi picked up a rifle and stepped forward and stood in front of Yang Zheng.

"And we." Several combat staff also picked up rifles or submachine guns from the trenches and stood in a row quickly.

Yang Zheng felt his nose a little sore, but he quickly resisted the urge to cry and said in a deep voice: "Everyone is there, prepare for battle! Private Li Yueshen, be my ammunition hand!"

"Yes!" Li Yueshen immediately squatted beside the heavy machine gun on one knee.

Yu Qi and several staff officers also quickly dispersed to check the equipment.
Chapter completed!