afterglow

Chapter 24

Even though it was midnight, Zhou Changfeng, who was in the temporary command post, still didn't sleep, but was working hard to write the battle plan and the leader's determination map.

Of course, the Ming army called it differently, calling the latter a "tactical plan".

Xie Wancheng strode in, and found that several communication soldiers were arranging telephone lines and switches, while Zhou Changfeng slapped himself?The two pops were quite loud.

"Battalion Commander, why don't you go to bed first? I can draw this general plan." He suggested with concern.

"No, it'll be done right away. Bring me two cans, one for meat and one for fruit." Zhou Chang continued to write and draw without raising his head.

Later, Xie Wancheng took the sketch map he had drawn, it was neat and clear, and he felt that he was indeed a brilliant student.

And after Zhou Changfeng opened the canned fruit, he ate and ate, the sense of drowsiness that originated from instinct suddenly surged up, he fell asleep in such an instant, puffed his face into the canned orange, stained A face of sugar water.

A little embarrassed, he picked up an old newspaper on the ground and wiped his face, then simply stood up and ate.

At three o'clock in the morning, the soldiers in the urban area and the southwestern highland were woken up on time after three and a half hours of light sleep. The feeling of fatigue seemed to have faded a little, and they began to wave the weapons issued to individual soldiers. With a small shovel, he desperately dug up bunkers and fortifications.

The riflemen dug foxholes, the machine gunners dug machine gun bunkers, and the artillerymen dug mortar bunkers. Everyone was repeating the action of digging almost crazily.

The excavated soil was thrown forward and piled up and compacted to form the parapet; after the excavation of the individual bunkers, the traffic trenches were dug to connect each foxhole together; the bunkers were further reinforced and the artillery holes were dug .

Due to the rush of time, it was too late to dig shelters and trenches with a larger amount of earthwork. The captain of the first team, Liu Qidong, immediately ordered snake-shaped trenches extending [-] meters to the left and right wings, and built machine gun bunkers as side fire points.

Fortunately, summer rainfall in Assam is very abundant, and it has been raining for the past few days, so the soil is moist and soft, making it easy to dig.

Liu Qidong walked through the trench with a serious face, and ordered as he walked: "If you are free, go help dig the machine gun bunker! Set up at least three firing positions for heavy machine guns! Confirm the field of vision and clear the shooting area."

As a student of the French army, the Ming army had many ideas of its own, and there were also many differences in operational codes and regulations, but at least in terms of defense, everyone believed that firepower was the key to efficient defense.

The infantry units of the Ming army, whose tactical core was heavy machine guns and mortars, clearly understood this truth, and were also good at camouflaging positions. At least even Zhou Changfeng, who came to inspect in person, was very satisfied.

"Have all the firepower elements been calibrated? Be sure to figure it out."

"You can rest assured that there will be no omissions." The deputy captain of the machine gun team patted his chest and assured.

Zhou Changfeng took a deep breath, and then picked up the binoculars to observe. There is a large area of ​​dense forests in the northwest and north of Dmagee, which can be described as lush in midsummer.

The enemy will definitely detour through the woods, the probability is [-]%.

Wouldn't it be nice to have a forward position there and a diagonal position behind it?

It's a pity that there is not enough time. He can only make a few guard posts there and lay some mines.

He turned his head to look at Liu Qidong, and asked earnestly: "After the battle starts, you are the most dangerous, maybe you will be attacked on three sides, are you confident?"

The latter nodded without hesitation, and replied confidently: "At least the whole day today will be fine."

Zhou Changfeng smiled and left without further words.

The sun jumped out of the horizon and sprinkled warm light on the earth. There were a few floating clouds in the blue sky. No matter how you looked at it, it would be a sunny day.

However, such weather is also excellent for the British and Indian Air Forces.

The Wilson contingent, which had finished bivouac and started marching in the early hours of the morning, encountered landmines that annoyed them again.

Is the remnant army that harassed them before still trying to stop them?What a group of deplorable unlucky guys, Lieutenant Arik, who was at the rear of the team, cursed.

But soon, another thunderous rumble made the British and Indian soldiers tremble in shock, and the smoke from the explosion took the shape of a mushroom cloud.

The Ming army found some NHNO fertilizers in several warehouses in the urban area, and the engineers matched them with explosives and arranged them on the side of the road to connect them with detonating cords and mines.Once the latter was triggered, more than a dozen bags of chemical fertilizers were immediately detonated.

A Bantam off-road vehicle was restored to its spare parts state, and the four British and Indian troops on board also took the earth plane directly.

Major General Wilson looked at the city of Dmagee in the distance with his binoculars. It is certain that the Chinese army is in it and is ready to use the terrain to stop them.

The adjutant came over and reported: "Your Excellency, according to aerial reconnaissance, there are traces of Chinese people in Dmagee."

"What about the outlying positions? For example, on that mound."

"It was not mentioned in the report."

It took the huge team two hours to complete the ten-mile journey. The soldiers of the British and Indian Army were already terrified by landmines and booby-trapped mines, and they took every step carefully.

Wilson ordered the troops to stop four miles away from Dema, because the leading units and reconnaissance units had discovered the Chinese army active on the high ground.

After these two days of fighting, the cooperation between the various units of the contingent has been perfected—a battalion of the British and Indian No. The regiment (battalion) slowly drove forward to prepare to lead the infantry to attack.

Everything is in order, and the British officers who feel good about themselves even feel that this is worth taking pictures as a souvenir, and it can be used as a typical example of infantry-tank coordinated operations in the future.

The situation that the third mixed brigade and the first battalion marched across the hills for reinforcements was obviously unexpected by the British and Indian troops. The air reconnaissance even ignored the mountainous area by default, because the air force staff believed that "no one would choose to march from there."

As a result, they still think that the Ming army trying to delay them is the third battalion of the 38th regiment, which has suffered heavy losses in the past two days.

One's own side has an advantage, and to deal with some defeated soldiers who lack ammunition and firepower, do they still need to follow the flanking attack suggested in the combat regulations?What a waste of time.

So the indifferent British and Indian troops chose to directly launch a frontal attack, thinking that they could end the battle simply and neatly.

The Fourth Artillery Battalion even thought that there was no need to waste shells, so it only fired a round of four salvos randomly; the 76.2mm mortars of the Nagpur Battalion also only fired six rounds.

"Beep, beep——" Albert, the commander of Company C, blew his whistle, and then said relaxedly, "Get rid of these guys, and then go to the city for afternoon tea."

(End of this chapter)