Okamura Yanji rushed to the scene and finally arrived in Bangkok a week later.

Kimura Hitaro led a group of staff from the Burmese condemnation army's general staff to the port to greet him.

After meeting, Kimura Hitaro said with shame: "Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, you are incompetent..."

"Kimura, you can't blame you." Okamura Nishi waved his hand and said, "You have done a good job."

When Kimura Hitaro wanted to say something again, he was interrupted by Okamura Nishiji: "Miangura, if you have anything to say, let's go back to the headquarters before talking."

"Oh, yes." Kimura Hitaro suddenly realized.

The group got on the car again and came to the temporary headquarters located in the Japanese Embassy in Bangkok.

Halfway through the journey to the headquarters, Bangkok actually suffered an air strike. At least fifty P-38 blitzkriegs launched air strikes on Japanese targets in downtown Bangkok and Japanese warships anchored in Bangkok's port.

Fortunately, the 7th and 8th Division of the Bangkok Airport responded in a timely manner and fought fiercely to repel the Chinese Air Force.

However, this air strike still gave Okamura Yanji a warning, making him realize that the situation in Myanmar or Southeast Asia was far worse than he thought.

After arriving at the headquarters, Okamura Yasuji cut off everyone, leaving only Kimura Hitaro.

"Kimura-kun." Okamura Natsuji said sincerely, "Please tell me the truth. What is the situation in Myanmar now?"

Kimura Hitaro sighed and said sadly: "Master-in-Chief, you have seen it just now. The Chinese Air Force has even started to launch air strikes on Bangkok, so the battle situation in Myanmar has completely collapsed."

Okamura Yanji's face collapsed and he said, "That means that the central cluster is completely useless?"

"Yes." Kimura Hitaro nodded and said bitterly, "Unless the Southern Army can assemble reinforcements from more than 10 divisions within one week, and the Navy Combined Fleet can lose these 10 divisions to the vicinity of Maudammian within two weeks, the central cluster of the Myanmar condemnation army will not be saved."

Okamura Yanji's heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.

10 divisions will be assembled within one week? In two weeks, these 10 divisions will be transported to the vicinity of Maudanmian?

How is this possible? Not to mention 10 divisions, it is impossible, even 1 division, absolutely impossible.

After walking back and forth with his hands behind his back for several minutes, Okamura Yiji stopped again and asked, "How many days can the military supplies carried by the central cluster last?"

Kimura Hitotaro replied: "If you save some ammunition, you can last for about ten days, but the food rations can last for up to three days. After three days, more than 200,000 imperial soldiers in the central cluster will go hungry."

"Nani, three days?" Okamura Yiji was completely desperate.

With only three days left, even if he has the ability to reach the sky and the earth, it is too late.

At that moment, Okamura Yasuji closed his eyes in pain. He did not expect that on the first day of his tenure, he was greeted with such a heavy blow. Suddenly, he felt darker about his future.

However, Okamura Yasuji is a soldier with a firm mind after all.

It took only a few seconds before the old Japanese adjusted their mentality again.

The central cluster is no longer rescued, so I won’t save it. At least there are two clusters left and right!

At this moment, Okamura Yasuji asked again: "What about the two armies on the left and right wing?"

"The situation is also very unoptimistic." Kimura Hitotaro said, "The right-wing cluster missed its most precious retreat because it tried to rescue the central cluster at the beginning. It is now being surrounded and intercepted by the Chinese army, especially the special forces under Zhong Yi, which poses the greatest threat to the right-wing cluster."

Okamura Yanji said sternly: "Special Force?"

"Yes." Kimura Hitaro said bitterly, "Now this special forces have expanded into a special combat brigade, with two special combat regiments under it. One of them is in Ren'an-Kang, and the other special combat regiment is on the Shan Gang Plateau. The 30th Army of Sasaki has suffered several great losses."

Kimura Hitaro didn't know that for the 30th Army of Sasato, the special combat brigade of the Chinese Expeditionary Force was not actually their number one enemy.

...

Shanbang Plateau, primitive jungle.

An infantry squadron of the 11th Division was marching in the jungle.

At the beginning, the 11th Division was able to maintain its complete system, but as time went by, more and more Chinese troops emerged from the surrounding areas.

Even the Chinese army emerged in front of them.

There was no way, the 11th Division was forced to speed up its marching.

Later, in order to seize the time, the 11th Division was forced to abandon most of its heavy equipment.

But even if they threw away their heavy equipment, their marching speed was still not as fast as that of the Chinese army.

In order not to be surrounded by the Chinese army, the division headquarters of the 11th Division could only order a full-speed march.

The speed of marching at full speed was faster, but the system was also in chaos. At first, the marching was still maintained in the marching of the regiment, but later it became a marching of the marching of the brigade.

Later, it became a squadron marching.

One by one, the Japanese squadrons were scattered in the primeval forest of Guangmao, fleeing towards the edge of Thailand and Burma like a dog.

The Zaoyuan Squadron had been fleeing in the primitive jungle for a week. For a whole week, they had not had a serious rest or even had a good sleep.

But human physical strength is ultimately limiting.

As he walked, a Japanese soldier fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Maeda-kun?" Another Japanese soldier immediately shouted, "Medics!"

A Japanese soldier carrying a medicine box came over with deep and shallowness, and then sniffed, then shook his head at the squadron leader Captain Hayahara, and said, "Squadron leader, Maeda Karma is no longer saved."

"Baga!" Captain Hayahara cursed and said, "Stay on the spot for half an hour."

Hearing that he finally had a rest, the Japanese soldiers who had reached their limit fell to the ground one after another.

These Japanese soldiers were so sleepy that they fell asleep to death when they leaned under the big tree. They had no idea that the god of death was approaching them.

"Puff!" A bubble appeared in the swamp.

The slight cracking sound did not wake up even a Japanese soldier.

After a moment, a leech with thick feet and thin arms emerged from the mud and water, and then crawled towards the Japanese soldier closest to it.

The Japanese soldier was completely asleep without notice.

Soon, the huge leech had already stalked the calves that could not be covered by the Japanese soldier's shorts. While piercing the skin of the calves with a sharp mouthpart, a large dose of biological anesthetic was injected into it.

From beginning to end, the Japanese soldiers felt no pain.
Chapter completed!