Chapter 64: Still a Battalion Commander, Colonel!

"System, show me Li Yi's regiment's status," Jiang Anguo immediately checked Li Yi's unit.

Quickly, the personnel numbers of Li Yi's entire company were displayed before Jiang Anguo, and this interface could be seen only by Jiang Anguo.

First he looked at the headcount—161 men, good, no losses, having eliminated the strength of two Thai squads.

Unfortunately, the system did not upload the battle details, and Jiang Anguo also wanted to learn how to fight; he truly has never commanded a battle, and this is a fight that could cost lives.

"System, could we perhaps arrange an airdrop of supplies to Li Yi's unit?" Jiang Anguo wondered if he could airdrop directly, or instantly manifest a heap of supplies before Li Yi.

"Temporarily not possible," the system replied.

This battle earned 420 points; if exchanged for food, Li Yi's troops could eat five meals a day without ever running out, and if exchanged for ammunition, they could obtain ten thousand rounds.

Unfortunately it was too far: Jiang Anguo was in Lashu in northern Myanmar, while Li Yi's party had already entered Thai territory.

"So does that mean just upgrading would work?" Jiang Anguo asked, puzzled.

"It's not only about upgrading; the Host also needs to have their own territory."

Upgrading costs a million points; if Jiang Anguo were to retreat now, after roughly two hundred days of slow development, he could have a million points to upgrade.

At the same time, the system gave him another problem: territory. That was difficult; as a Battalion Commander, what right did he have to claim territory?

"System, if I occupy territory in Myanmar and Thailand, is that allowed?" Jiang Anguo had a bold idea.

It takes a lot of nerve; a seed in Jiang Anguo's heart was stirring, a bit mischievous.

No matter when, territory always tempts people, even Jiang Anguo himself is no exception.

"Allowed."

He never expected to receive the system's affirmative reply; that means the system is sending him down a road of no return!

Cheating wouldn't work; hundreds of kilometers away, crossing mountains, supporting Li Yi's unit from Lashu was clearly difficult, and if Li Yi wanted to turn the tide, it would have to rely entirely on himself.

Before Li Yi departed, Jiang Anguo had also said to reserve the last batch of bullets for a retreat into China; once the bullet count became insufficient, he would immediately seek a chance to return home.

Conducting guerrilla warfare in the jungle not only meant facing the enemy, but also the terrifying primeval forest, an even scarier presence than the enemy.

Li Yi's first battle was a good start.

Jiang Anguo's worries were real; he had never been on a battlefield, having lived in comfort for over twenty years, and his body had no combat experience.

Simply put, this Supplement Battalion is a logistics position at the far rear of the troops, belonging to the th Division.

But now that he truly entered the Myanmar battlefield, Jiang Anguo was still scared, worried, and felt a mix of emotions.

From the unit's organization, Jiang Anguo believed his weapons and firepower could suppress Little Japan, but Little Japan also had something Jiang Anguo lacked: fighter aircraft.

Of course, he could also exchange for fighter jets, but there was a problem: he didn't have an airport. Lashu Airport was indeed nearby, but it wasn't under his command, and he lacked the authority.

A P40 fighter costs only 1,000 points, and a pilot only 100 points; Jiang Anguo felt no pressure at all.

Large bombers are pricier; a B25 bomber requires 2,000 points.

For Jiang Anguo, who had 140,000 points, this wasn't a big issue; money was a small amount to him, the key was what effect the spending would bring.

The biggest problem was lacking his own territory; without it, everything was inconvenient.

Currently, airports in Yangon, Tonggu and other locations have been seized by the Japanese; they hope that when Dai Anlan retreats, he will bomb Tonggu's airport, otherwise it will be troublesome.

In reality, for current airports and aircraft takeoffs, aside from American B17, B24, B25, other aircraft only need the ground hardened to take off; the requirements aren't that high.

You can even freely carve a runway in the jungle.

Takeoff is easy, but landing is risky; a single mistake can cause the aircraft to crash and kill the crew.

It's also limited because he's a Battalion Commander; if he were a Regiment Commander, would he have to manage so many companies?

Fortunately, Li Yi gave him a surprise that arrived too suddenly, and there was no way to publicize it; the first stop was a grand opening, and an excited Jiang Anguo couldn't fall asleep until 2 a. m.

The air was stifling, after many days of marching, finally his eyelids drooped and Jiang Anguo fell asleep.

The good news was truly abundant.

Jiang Anguo was woken by the sound of early training; of course, that wasn't good news—the main message came from above.

"Hereby appoint Jiang Anguo as Lieutenant Colonel Battalion Commander of the th Division, 7 April, Republic Year 31."

This is definitely good news; after all, it's a step closer to becoming a Regiment Commander, and yesterday's news must have been verified. Jiang Anguo wasn't too concerned; Japanese reinforcement in Myanmar is inevitable.

The Japanese also plan to end the Southeast Asian war within half a year; moreover, their primary enemy is the United States, so their force concentration is actually toward Indonesia and Australia.

Until the 56th Division moved too quickly, reaching Huitong Bridge, the Japanese finally reacted; later, the Japanese increased their troops in Myanmar to 200,000, aiming to invade China.

But the Nujiang mountain pass is not easy to breach.

Finally, in helplessness, the commander-in-chief in Myanmar, Mukoda Koya, could only gather troops and launch a Death Charge toward Yingpar in India.

After the visitors left, Jiang Anguo muttered to himself, "If only I were given a Regiment Commander."

In Myanmar, Jiang Anguo believed he had unlimited possibilities; here there were not only abundant supplies but also Chinese.

Indeed, the Chinese could account for Jiang Anguo's troop numbers, and once Lashu retreats, the supplies here would become his.

Take it at will, take it freely.

Of course, Jiang Anguo didn't disdain it, but he truly had no choice; the supplies stored in Lashu were too many, a transport vehicle could only carry two or three tons, often they had to load desperately, and the cost was painful.

Many sections of the Dian-Mian Highway are sheer cliffs; a single slip could send you falling, and no one would retrieve the bodies.

Because on this road, death appears every day.

Without further thought, Jiang Anguo did not change his rank; instead, he had Xiao Si put away his rank, and the moment he entered Myanmar, he stripped his own rank.

One must know that Burmese and Japanese collude; who knows if the Burmese have weapons; if they fire a Cold Gun, it would definitely target officials.

Jiang Anguo isn't afraid of frontal combat, only of Cold Guns.

Bright Spears are easy to dodge, Dark Arrows are hard to defend against.

This truly is a combat zone; Jiang Anguo is cautious everywhere, simply because he's afraid of death.