Chapter 1450: Another Wave

"Take note, I am making the following deployment. Liao Guansan leads the 6th Army to Monywa, advancing to Myingyan, Sun Zhongneng... foreigners... this battle is to take Mandalay."

Wang Yan paced in the tent with his hands behind his back, muttering a large list of troops and the names of various military generals.

After the staff officer repeated it once, Wang Yan nodded slightly: "Send the telegram."

He walked to the tent entrance, looked at the pouring rain falling on the ground outside, lit a cigarette, and listened to the ticking sound of the telegram behind him...

It was now the winter of 1944. After fighting for another year, the land north of Mandalay was completely under control. Wang Yan had also walked through most of the places. Those he hadn't been to, he had let Mi Long go to promote, kill, and recruit soldiers.

The Japanese army retreated to southern Burma, unable to support, but still stubbornly resisting. This action against Mandalay could be said to be the decisive battle of the Burmese battlefield.

No matter whether the Allied forces succeeded or failed, the Japanese army had lost. Unless in this battle, the Japanese army dealt a major blow to the Allied forces, causing the Allied forces to be severely damaged, making the Allied forces unable to advance, this could solve the crisis, otherwise even if the gods came, they couldn't be saved.

Because the Japanese army's strategy was overall, and they failed to contain the China-India passage, it was already a failure.

It wasn't just the Burmese battlefield, the Japanese army didn't have the strength to continue supporting.

Not to mention that China was closer to Burma and had more passages. If a big war was fought in Burma again, China would be more dominant in all aspects.

And during Wang Yan's actions, the British also seemed to see Wang Yan's actions, after all, Wang Yan wasn't even acting anymore.

To this day, Wang Yan's entanglement with the Nationalist Army was no longer a secret, and the foreigners were also very clear about it. It was mainly because Wang Yan reorganized the army at every turn, didn't fight the war when the situation was good, and no one could talk to him, and he refused to send troops to death, so they naturally had to figure out the reason.

Right now, Wang Yan had started recruiting local Burmese people and was making decisions for the Burmese people. If the British foreigners couldn't see or think clearly, it would be too stupid.

But compared to Wang Yan, the harm of the Japanese army was obviously greater, so the British could be considered to be working together, without much nonsense, still wholeheartedly listening to Wang Yan's suggested command, and focusing on fighting the Japanese.

They naturally felt that Wang Yan fought slowly, taking a year to take northern Mandalay, but Wang Yan wasn't fast, and his strength had a decisive effect. They couldn't fight the Japanese army themselves, so they had to endure it, perhaps waiting to settle accounts after autumn...

The start of the war was sudden. Within a hundred miles of Mandalay, there were sounds of gunfire and artillery everywhere, and the first wave of attacks was fully invested.

The Japanese army barely supported, but it was no longer a climate. The first wave was broken by the Allied forces.

Wang Yan's army headquarters even reached ten kilometers northeast of Mandalay.

"After this battle, the Japanese army in Burma is finished. Good, good..." Wei Huishan fiddled with the telescope, looking at the battlefield that had already reached outside Mandalay, and even saw the houses on the outskirts of Mandalay.

Not long after the Baldy left, after Wang Yan sent troops, Chen De left due to illness, and Wei Huishan came instead. This was also a big shot. The Liaoshen Campaign was led by him, and he was investigated and soft-detained after the defeat. His heart was toward the Eighth Route Army, and he returned after the founding of the country...

At this time, Wei Huishan gave an "eh," turned his head to look at Wang Yan, "The soldiers at the front have already reached the edge of the city, why don't they enter the city?"

Wang Yan also fiddled with the telescope to watch the battle, explaining: "Surround three and leave one, let the Japanese army run out, chase them and fight a field battle, which is more suitable for us. If we fight street fighting with the Japanese army in the city, the loss is too great."

"I thought you were going to press the Japanese army here to death."

"We are all our own people. At this point, killing a few more or less little devils doesn't have such a big impact, so don't let the brothers die hard. I actually wanted to let the foreigners fight street fighting, but the foreigners are not stupid. There is no way, I can only wait for the Japanese army to withdraw."

Wei Huishan nodded: "Words of prudence."

"It's not prudence, it's just that victory is in sight, it's just a matter of early or late, let the brothers live. The little Japanese are already grasshoppers after autumn and can't jump for a few days. I heard that the war situation in various places is quite smooth. The little Japanese main island is also bombed by the American foreigners every day, the blow is huge, and they are lacking in stamina."

"We are going to win, it's not easy..." Wei Huishan's words inevitably had a bit of desolation.

The War of Resistance Against Japan was truly not easy at all; the harm it caused to the Chinese people was truly too great, and the changes it brought to China were also too immense...

His tone changed, and he asked: "I heard that there is a Japanese virus research institute in Mandalay?"

"I've heard of it too, but they are already on the decline, and it is estimated that they have already transferred early. If we go there at this time, we won't find a piece of paper. Maybe they are still hiding some poison gas to do bad things. Otherwise, if this dirty thing is mastered by us, how can the little Japanese argue?"

"They have really done all the evil things."

Wang Yan didn't speak anymore. After watching the battle for a while, he went back to receive intelligence and adjust the layout.

The Japanese army was indeed on the decline, and their combat effectiveness had indeed declined, and their fighting will was weak, but they were not really chickens and dogs.

Both sides were fighting around Mandalay, and the total strength was nearly 200,000. Mandalay here was just a part of the battle.

The Japanese army also knew that the general trend was gone, but they had to respond. They wanted to resist, but after no results, they had to retreat in an orderly manner, otherwise, if they were in a mess, they would really be killed by the Allied forces.

Wang Yan was not in a hurry, just surrounded the Japanese army and attacked, causing great damage to the Japanese army.

It took half a month to beat the Japanese army out of Mandalay, and then the Allied forces fought with the Japanese army in the field outside, which could be considered as having offensive and defensive, and coming and going. However, the overall combat position was constantly moving south, and another part was going east.

The Japanese army's purpose was obvious. Part of them wanted to retreat to the coast of Burma, and part of them wanted to retreat to Thailand.

The task of the Allied forces was to chase and kill the Japanese army, not wanting to come if they wanted to come, and leave if they wanted to leave.

This lasted until January 1945, and after fighting for nearly two months, Wang Yan received a telegram from Long Wenzhang at the front line on this day.

It was said that the Japanese commander Kimura Heitaro had been captured and had been sent over.

The previous Kawabe Masakazu was also dismissed by Wang Yan, and the new Kimura Heitaro was also not having a good time. It is estimated that he could receive reprimand telegrams every day...

After receiving the news here, Wang Yan hadn't said anything yet, and Wei Huishan and other staff officers were all happy.

"Great!" Wei Huishan punched his palm, very excited, "This is really a great piece of news. The commander of the Japanese Burma Area Army was actually captured alive, hahaha. Wang Yan, I plan to send him back to the country and send him to a military court, what do you say?"

"I think lingchi (death by a thousand cuts) is better." Wang Yan waved his hand, "The crimes of the little Japanese are too numerous to record. I don't think he can change anything by going to court, and maybe he will be acquitted in the future. It's better to kill him simply."

"This is a big deal! The level is so high, you can't kill indiscriminately!" Wei Huishan could be considered earnest.

"Do I care about that?" Wang Yan waved his hand, "Commander Wei, don't say any more, report the good news, and kill him if you should. Come here, go and inquire for me, whose knife technique is good among our brothers, let him kill a big official of the little devils, and I will supervise the execution personally."

"In addition, call the photographers over. Don't the foreigners have cameras that can move? Call them all over, and give me color film. We also leave a gift for the world. We only hear that the little devils are cleaning up the Chinese people in various ways, but we don't see us cleaning up the little devils. Can that work? Keep it all, and let people see it in the future."

"This move is inappropriate..."

"I will take it all. But it must be interrogated first, and let him confess his crimes before talking."

Wang Yan urged people to do things and didn't argue with Wei Huishan anymore.

In less than ten minutes, the Baldy, who was far away in Chongqing, received the report of victory here. He also received the news that Wang Yan wanted to lingchi Kimura Heitaro and also wanted video recording.

On the spot, he was so angry that he slapped the table and scolded "Niang Xipi"...

But so what? In Burma, Wang Yan wanted to do something, and no one could stop him. Not to mention that this Kimura Heitaro was captured by Wang Yan's subordinates, and how to deal with it was not for others to speak.

The next day, a team of people escorted the captured little devils over.

They were all high-ranking officials of the headquarters, and their identities were very prominent. However, now they were all embarrassed, and many of them were bruised and swollen, obviously beaten by the brothers under Long Wenzhang before.

"Master Wang, this little mustache with glasses is the ghost commander, called something Lang."

"Kimura Heitaro, greetings, Excellency."

"Grass your mother, did I let you speak?" The officer kicked Kimura Heitaro away, "Kneel down for me!"

Then he turned his face and grinned at Wang Yan.

"Alright, the person has been delivered, eat and drink and rest and go back to fight. What merit, calculate it after the war."

"Hey, brothers, let's go." The officer greeted the soldiers who escorted the war criminals together and left, looking for food and drink themselves.

Wang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Kimura Heitaro sitting on the ground.

This little devil was also a famous person, a proper Class A war criminal who went to the gallows, a loyal dog of Tojo Hideki, and had committed countless sins.

"Commander Wei, hand the person to you first, interrogate him well." Wang Yan turned his head and stared at Wei Huishan, "Don't send the person away for me, otherwise I won't be reasonable."

"You..." Wei Huishan punched Wang Yan on the shoulder angrily, but had no choice.

He had to let people take these Japanese officers away, and send them back after the interrogation.

The interrogation process was very smooth. The little devil officers were all very cooperative. The big figures at the top seemed to be arrogant and majestic one by one, but when they really reached the position of prisoners, they were more straightforward than one another. There was nothing they couldn't say. They saw it more clearly than anyone else, and there were few real hard bones.

By the time the interrogation ended, seven days had passed. In these seven days, the preparations that should be done were almost done, and the foreign photographers were also in place.

On the eighth day, it was a clear and good day.

The little devil officers were tied with hands and feet and knelt in a row. Kimura Heitaro was supported by soldiers and tied to a wooden cross made by hand on the ground in front.

"Wang Sang, what are you going to do? Let me go! Let me go! Wang Yan! You don't abide by international treaties!"

"Noisy!" Wang Yan waved his hand, and the soldiers stuffed the little devil's mouth. Not only did they stuff it with thick cloth, but they also wrapped a body around it and fixed it.

"Why didn't you have these words when the little devils harmed people?"

Wang Yan stepped forward and patted his face, "You know China quite well, then you should have heard of lingchi. Don't worry, the brothers here don't have such good craftsmanship, it is estimated that you won't be able to do it in a few hundred cuts, and you won't suffer too much."

He turned his head and looked at the camera facing this side, as well as the foreign and Chinese photographers who were taking pictures fiercely.

"Start."

After saying that, he stood aside.

The soldiers who had been eager to try walked up with knives. Facing the lens and so many people, they were indeed a bit restrained, but after cutting a few knives, they adapted.

Mainly because their most respected Master Wang was watching from the side, pointing out where to cut, and he followed Master Wang to study, improving one knife after another...

The little devils kneeling there were trembling, and those who were not capable even peed out.

A large circle of onlookers were even more grinning, hissing from time to time, and the spring day was hissed back to winter. They looked at Wang Yan and the soldier who was executing the punishment, as if looking at a pervert.

"Go, get me a dog. This meat can't be wasted. Feed it to the dog."

"Yes."

A soldier responded and ran away. Not long after, he led a dog back. Without people saying, the dog rushed up to eat the meat slices on the ground...

The more delicious the dog ate, the more uncomfortable the onlookers felt.

Some people looked at the throat knot bulging, trying hard not to vomit, while others couldn't stand it and vomited directly, all thinking too much.

Few people here hadn't been on the battlefield, but there was a difference between being on the battlefield and being on the battlefield.

Some people had only seen dead bodies shot, seen festering wounds, and seen dead bodies piled together. But some people had seen broken walls and limbs, seen intestines turned out, and seen chests opened...

Added to these rich imaginations of intellectuals, the automatic brain supplementation and extension, the performance was different.

In short, only a few people insisted on watching the whole execution process, and most people ran away and vomited severely.

After that day, the eyes of these people looking at Wang Yan were a bit wrong, really like looking at a madman.

By March, this big battle was over. The Japanese army completely retreated from Burma, part of them went by sea, and part of them went to neighboring Thailand.

At this time, the Expeditionary Force also simply withdrew, retreating to the country.

Wang Yan didn't leave, but led his troops to station in Mandalay and surrounding areas. Wang Yan himself stayed in Mandalay city and started giving orders directly.

The British foreigners angrily came to slap the table with him, questioning why he didn't leave, and were detained by him.

The American foreigners politely came to inquire about the details, Wang Yan directly stated his intention, and hoped to continue to maintain cooperation with the United States and get aid from the United States.

The British foreigners sent a telegram to the Baldy, strongly condemning, the Baldy helplessly defined Wang Yan as a rebel of the Central Army, expelled Wang Yan's sequence, abolished the sequence of the New First Army, and also left a large number of officers, all of whom didn't want to follow Wang Yan and wanted to go back to continue their comfort.

After this, the British sent people to negotiate with Wang Yan, asking what he meant and what he wanted to do.

Wang Yan also stated his thoughts truthfully, and of course, he was rejected by the British.

So Wang Yan closed the door of negotiation, let the British let the horse come over, and made it clear that he wanted to fight the British...

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