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Chapter 303 Liao Jianchu: Three-dimensional roller propulsion?
In July, the land of Sindhu was shrouded in scorching heat. The air was filled with a hot breath, and even the ground was baked hot.
In the fields, the rice fields glow with a faint green light under the scorching sun, and the rice plants sway gently in the breeze, as if trying to resist the invasion of the scorching heat.
Bai Minghui stood on a high-speed Willys Jeep, holding on to the steel frame of the car, his eyes fixed on the dusty road ahead.
In front and behind him, the 11th, 12th and 13th newly formed infantry divisions of the Anmin Army were marching. The soldiers were lined up in neat rows and marching on the country roads of Sindhu.
"General Bai, the scouts ahead reported that the Japanese 15th Army is retreating towards Chittagong at a very fast speed." The adjutant handed over a reconnaissance report.
Bai Minghui nodded, a hint of coldness on his face:
"These devils have been robbing along the way, carrying treasures and prisoners. They must be trying to escape by ship from Chittagong. Pass on my order, the vanguard troops should speed up!"
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On a small hill not far from Bai Minghui, Sun Zhongneng, former commander of the newly formed 38th Division and current commander of the New 1st Army, was standing with his friend and colleague Liao Jianchu. The two of them were holding binoculars and looking at the neat troops marching on the road in the distance, marveling at them.
After looking for a while, Liao Jianchu, who wore delicate gold-rimmed glasses and spoke Mandarin with a Hunan accent, put down the telescope and took out a handkerchief from his bosom with his white-gloved right hand. He wiped the lens of the telescope while exclaiming:
"The formation is neat, with each unit marching at the same distance. In front, four-wheeled off-road vehicles (Lynx vehicles) carrying scouts lead the way. In the center, light tank units protect the self-propelled and towed artillery. The baggage train at the rear is also guarded by half-track armored vehicles equipped with twin machine guns. What a strong army!"
Liao Jianchu, who was not aware of the existence of the M16 self-propelled anti-aircraft gun, simply regarded it as a fire support vehicle.
Sun Zhongneng also put down his telescope and praised him without hesitation:
"The highly mobile vanguard quickly occupied the commanding heights on both sides of the road, shielding the troops' advance, while the central army's firepower was ready to provide support at any time. This two-pronged approach continued repetitively. Even in an enemy-free situation, this Anmin Army team remained so meticulous in their march. It's truly remarkable!"
Liao Jianchu sighed, "I'm convinced. With this three-dimensional roller-like marching method, even if we encounter an enemy occupying advantageous terrain, we should be able to easily crush them, right?"
Sun Zhongneng was surprised. He knew exactly how arrogant this fellow, a graduate of the Saint-Cyr Military Academy in France and a member of the sixth class of the Whampoa Military Academy, was. He had never expected that he would be so completely convinced by the Anmin Army.
"I've spoken with General Bai. When they were fighting in Pegu, there were always planes carrying bombs patrolling the sky. We could have called for air support at any time. As long as the colored smoke covered the area, the bombs would arrive soon after."
Liao Jianchu shrugged and said, "We have bombs to deal with the tough bones. Add to that the well-coordinated ground forces. If they launch a three-dimensional attack, how can we stop them?"
Sun Zhongneng smiled dumbly. He knew Liao Jianchu was thinking about how to fight if there was a head-on conflict with the Anmin Army.
"Then let's use firepower against firepower, planes against planes! Their Anmin Army has eagles to support them, and so do we. As long as the logistics are smooth, there's nothing to be afraid of in a head-on attack."
Liao Jianchu shook his head. How could he not know what the party-state was like?
The money that could have been used to buy airplanes was deposited in the bank. Could it be that they were developing a "stealth fighter"? This is truly a double-edged sword for military technology.
After the war with the Japanese broke out, this plane was so invisible that not only the Japanese could not see it, but the White Party Air Force itself could not see it either.
Liao Jianchu was recently promoted from the position of commander of the new 22nd Division to commander of the new 6th Army. He is about to lead this elite Eagle Equipment Unit back to China to participate in the Changheng battlefield. However, this group of Indian troops who returned home earlier all showed signs of not acclimatizing.
Back at the Ramgarh training base, the White Eagles handled all the logistics for the Indian Army, from salaries to daily meals and shooting training. They were treated like top-tier soldiers. Under the supervision of the White Eagle instructors, while it wasn't exactly a one-size-fits-all package, at least the vast majority of money, food, clothing, and weapons were distributed to the soldiers.
The soldiers only need to train hard in peacetime and fight bravely to kill the Japanese during wartime. As for other complicated matters, they will all be handled by the White Eagle's logistics supply troops.
In that environment, Liao Jianchu found that the combat effectiveness of his troops had undergone amazing changes.
However, when these troops returned home and were again under the logistical supply of the White Party, everything became a mess.
Liao Jianchu knew very well that there were too many people in the White Party who talked about ideology but were only concerned about business. According to the standards, his new 6th Army was in the first tier in terms of military pay and material supplies, but whether he could actually get them was another matter.
Under the constraints of all parties, Liao Jianchu sadly discovered that the combat effectiveness of his new 6th Army was rapidly declining. After all, when the soldiers only had two moldy steamed buns to fill their stomachs every day, he couldn't ask for too much.
Now seeing that the Anmin Army's troops were in neat formation and their morale was high, and thinking about his own side, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
"Alas, if it rains, it will rain, and if my mother wants to get married, let them do as they please..." Liao Jianchu walked down the hill with heavy steps. Tomorrow the new 22nd Division will set off to return to the country, and he also has to catch a plane.
"Forget it. For the sake of the country and the nation, even if I die, it can be considered as a repayment for the cultivation of the superiors..." Under the scorching sun, Liao Jianchu got on the jeep and drove away.
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At the same time, the commander of the Japanese 15th Army, Mutaguchi Ren'ya, was standing in the open cabin of a captured John-made Bedford truck, looking at the team in front with anxiety on his face.
Many Bedford trucks were bought by colonies in Southeast Asia for transportation, and they were very common in the local area.
When he launched the Battle of Imphal, his army had 12 men, but now only about 4 are left.
Of course, these 4 people are elite soldiers who have experienced many battles. The old, weak and sick have been eliminated along the way, and their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.
Moreover, the 15th Army also inflicted almost equal amounts of casualties on John's troops along the way. Although the main victories were won by India, it also caused more than 8 casualties to the United Kingdom's colonial troops stationed in Sindhu.
"Commander, since we broke through the defense line of the 34th Division of John's Army last time, our troops have been marching for many days in a row, and our food and ammunition are almost exhausted." Inside the truck, the army chief of staff came over and whispered.
Mutaguchi Ren'ya sighed, "I know. However, our navy has already dispatched a fleet to support us. Go and convey my order to the entire army. Tell them to hold on a little longer. As long as we reach Chittagong, we can retreat safely."
However, Mutaguchi Ren'ya did not know that with the outbreak of the Battle of the Mariana Islands, the main force of the Combined Fleet had no time to take care of the rescue operations in the Indian Ocean.
In fact, the Japanese navy only sent three submarines, one large and two small, to secretly enter the Bay of Bengal to pick up the top leaders of the 15th Army and a batch of gold.
As for the remaining 4 Japanese troops?
The headquarters had already made their decision—isn't the Gangetic Plain vast and fertile? Since they wouldn't starve to death, they would stay in Sindhu and continue their guerrilla warfare!