Ekechun, replenishing the positions of the 2nd Regiment The thick soup in the military lunch box is boiling and boiling, and the British simple heating stove smokes the bottom of the lunch box gray and black, and the smooth fish meat is rolled by the thick soup, and the pure natural meat aroma is overflowing.
Despite being in the tropics, the morning in Myanmar was still a little cold, and Zhang Wei, who had just gotten up from the marching bed, sat on a chair with his upper body naked, smelling the fish soup in the lunch box, and the humid air and unfinished mist poured in from the observation mouth and exit of the command post.
The climate and environment of hot and humid cold suddenly changed to make Zhang Wei, who had just gotten up, feel a little uncomfortable, his skin was damp and sticky, even if the lower half of his body was wearing big shorts for combat, Zhang Wei was still a little uncomfortable, for some reason, Zhang Wei had an indescribable feeling today, and his whole body was very awkward.
"Regiment leader, it's time to eat, it's fish soup today, and the spies went down to the river to catch it."
Zhang Wei's herald picked up the piping hot fish soup lunch box with a bayonet, pulled a small table, put the lunch box on the table, and put a set of military tableware that had been turned over from the British warehouse on the table.
Zhang Wei was stunned for a while, and he didn't come to his senses until the scent of fragrant fish broth poured into his nose.
"Okay, eat, damn it, this sleep is really uncomfortable."
Zhang Wei patted his head, picked up the spoon, and the hot fish soup went down to his stomach, Zhang Wei's dizzy head was slightly sober The climate in Burma is like this, hot and humid, and a little cold in the morning, not only Zhang Wei, but also many brothers of the Second Supplementary Regiment are not very adaptable, on the position of Okchun, the light mist of the early morning covers the position, and the soldiers of the Second Supplementary Regiment who woke up from their sleep entered their respective battle positions, swallowed the food sent by the cooking squad with the fog and dust, and guarded the front of the battle with low visibility.
Every morning, it is the time when the commanders of each battalion and company are most worried, Ekechun is the commanding height, the fog has not yet dispersed, and looking down from top to bottom, the commanders have an inexplicable sense of foreboding in their hearts.
In the position, the machine gunners, gunners, and firearms in the hands of the machine gunners and gunners in the various firing points and the dark forts of the Ming Fort are all in a standby state, as long as the shooter's fingers are buttoned, the cross-fire net carefully prepared by the supplementary second regiment will be displayed at a glance, and in the positions of the hidden soldiers and the reserves, the soldiers are hiding in the fortifications covered by steel plates, although the fortifications and potholes are dug very spacious, but they can be nested here for a long time, and no one is comfortable, even if they are positive and optimistic, they will become silent and speechless if they stay in the pits for dozens of days.
After Zhang Wei learned from the British that the Japanese advance was coming, the brothers in the reserve and the hidden soldier cave had to eat in the fortifications, and if they wanted to get through the wind, they could only take turns to go out to pass through, and the soldiers in the fortifications, in addition to chatting and eating and drinking, could only pass the time by wiping the weapons in their hands.
Some of the brothers who stayed in the fortifications every day even hoped that the Japanese army would come over sooner so that they could get out of the dark fortifications.
In order to reduce the accidental casualties, Zhang Wei had to do this, with his mental loneliness and helplessness, in exchange for reduced casualties.
The soldiers were on guard, eating, and repeating the same steps as they had done every day.
On the flanks of the position, the roar of engines and the grinding of steel came and went, and twelve British Bren tracked vehicles carrying the special service platoon cut through the mist and headed for the south bank for a day of routine patrols.
"Each platoon listens to the order and loads" "Put" Four British 25-pounder guns, lined up in the artillery position, more than 100 artillery members are distributed in the artillery positions covered with sandbags, the high-spirited command and the waving artillery command flag complement each other, and the golden shells and firing cartridges are piled up in the half-man-deep ammunition pit, which exudes an active atmosphere different from the first-line infantry position.
Next to Zhang Wei's command post, after supplementing the flank of the position of the Second Regiment, Captain Xu Ziwen, the company commander of the mortar battalion of the 200th Division, commanded four British-made 25-pound field guns with a smile, and more than 100 artillery officers followed Xu Ziwen's command.
Push the gun, load the shot, aim, and prepare for the shot.
Division Commander Dai sent artillery to Zhang Wei as promised, and transferred a company from the mortar battalion of the 200th Division, which was originally equipped with 82 mortars to two other companies, and the whole company was reorganized and equipped with 25-pounder guns.
Captain Xu Ziwen graduated from the 13th Artillery Section of Whampoa, and like many artillery officers, after being assigned to the troops, he could not give full play to what he had learned to command mountain artillery attacks.
Xu Ziwen, who learned the use of mountain artillery and field artillery, could only use the 82 mortar like the infantry, and now he got a golden opportunity to operate the real mountain artillery, or the new 25-pounder field gun made by the British, whose caliber is 88 mm, which is much larger than the 75 mm common in his military school, which makes Xu Ziwen very addicted.
Zhang Wei handed over to Xu Ziwen the four guns and all the shells, as well as the instructions and firing tables attached to the guns, as well as the terrain and coordinate maps measured by the engineer company, and only gave him an order to master the use of these guns before the Japanese army invaded Tonggu, so as to form the combat effectiveness of an artillery company.
Xu Ziwen really has some ability, led the troops to study artillery all night, and quickly mastered the operation methods and combat effectiveness, Zhang Wei's hands, now there is an extra deck of cards, a four-door field body artillery company, in the supplement of the second regiment and the ancient defenders, is a great help.
Equipped with not only artillery equipment for Xu Ziwen's company, Zhang Wei also transferred a car platoon from two Burmese automobile companies to serve these four artillery pieces for towing and maneuvering, and this company is now deployed in the position of supplementing the second regiment, but as long as Zhang Wei comes over with a phone call, the whole company can complete the conversion of battle and march within five minutes, rush to the defense area of the 200th Division, and provide fire support to the 200th Division.
Division Commander Dai helped Zhang Wei form the combat effectiveness of this company, and Zhang Wei naturally couldn't let the 200 divisions go out in vain, so he had to give a "return" to some extent. ” The sun rises and the fog clears, and what seems like an ordinary day is not ordinary.
At the same moment, four kilometers away from the south bank of the Biaoguan River, more than 50 Japanese-style 94 trucks, a convoy composed of American GC trucks and British trucks stopped at the highway, more than 560 Japanese soldiers jumped from the carriages, and the heavily armed Japanese troops stopped marching, assembled in a whole group at the parking place, and unloaded ammunition and equipment from various trucks.
In the grass on the flank of the road, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion and 1st Company of the 2nd Regiment, a squad of supplements, witnessed the whole process of the Japanese operation ：。
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