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Chapter 1441 Pause
Of course, things did not go beyond Wang Yan's expectations. After he led his troops to the south, although the Japanese troops there had taken precautions due to their previous experiences, their defenses were still insufficient. They were still severely hit by Wang Yan at a small cost, and a lot of military supplies were robbed.

When the frustrated Japanese army was mobilizing, Wang Yan fought back to the north, set up an ambush in a valley, and killed a battalion of reinforcements.

After that, it headed south again, to the southeast, then turned southwest, and then northeast.

They appeared and disappeared mysteriously, moving back and forth within a radius of 200 kilometers. Most of the time, they used more troops against fewer, with at most a battalion of soldiers, and more often, they just formed some scattered teams.

Wang Yan's battlefield sense and acumen were both top notch. Even if the Japanese set up baits, ambushes, learned jungle warfare from Wang Yan, and laid minefields in the mountains and forests, it didn't have much effect.

Because their various responses were basically within Wang Yan's comprehensive consideration. At the same time, he was also familiar with the thinking of the Japanese commanders during the confrontation. After several rounds of fighting, combined with various known situations, he was able to roughly grasp the opponent's mind. He went north, south, north again, and south again, which was a psychological game with the opponent.

And when Wang Yan feels that it is almost time, he will flee far away, traveling hundreds of kilometers in one breath. Any ambushes or traps will be in vain as he will not accept them.

The reason why he could fight like this was mainly because he had no burden. The biggest burden was the wounded. Apart from that, he had no position to defend, no mission objectives to achieve, he just had to kill the Japanese.

So he can come and go as he pleases, regardless of anything.

But the Japanese army couldn't do that. They had a detailed strategic plan, and the troop strength at each location was carefully considered. They would never be able to concentrate on the army led by Wang Yan.

However, the casualties caused by Wang Yan's troops were not small-scale. Every time they attacked, the damage caused to the Japanese troops in Burma was at least a bone fracture. In serious cases, fractures were just common, and even parts would fall off.

This forced the Japanese army to be distracted to deal with the situation, but they were unable to do so. They could not catch Wang Yan's troops, and there was no way to inflict greater casualties on them. It was like a thorn in the throat, a thorn in the back, and they felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

The Japanese army was distracted by Wang Yan's troops, which caused the siege of the Allied forces to be deformed. A considerable part of the troops were pulled away by Wang Yan, and some locations were weakly defended. The Allied forces found an opportunity and tore open a gap.

Artillery shells were bombarding, tanks were roaring, fighter planes were roaring, Japanese and Allied soldiers were shouting, and the Allied forces began to expand their range of activities. Although they still could not defeat the Japanese, the situation here suddenly escalated. At least it was no longer the situation where the Allied forces had been beaten all the time before, and they could fight back.

Affected by this, the Japanese army had no choice but to transfer some troops from Thailand for support. Because the troops in northern Myanmar were blocking the Nujiang River and studying how to cross the river and invade Yunnan. A considerable number of troops in the west were blocking India. If they wanted to fight there, the Japanese army could only transfer troops from nearby Thailand, where the war was going smoothly.

At this time, Wang Yan arrived in northern Myanmar, stirring up the Japanese troops there to mobilize. So the Allied forces and the expeditionary force in India, as well as the expeditionary force in western Yunnan, seized the opportunity and pushed tens of thousands of troops into northern Myanmar.

The situation in Myanmar as a whole suddenly became intense again.

The situation was particularly intense in northern Myanmar. The Allied Forces and the Expeditionary Force were fighting from north to south. Wang Yan led the Sichuan Army Corps to carry out sabotage behind the Japanese army, and the destructive power was very great.

His battle record was as good as that of the Allied Forces and the Expeditionary Force who fought at the front combined, because Wang Yan fought wars of annihilation, using the majority against the minority, directly surrounding the enemy and leaving no one alive.

The large-scale troop battles mentioned above were different. They required overall confrontation on the front line and close connection between various nodes. One could not advance alone or pursue the enemy. One had to win the entire battlefield.

This is a completely different idea from Wang Yan's lone army.

But Wang Yan's record was indeed dazzling, and he killed thousands of enemies at any time, as if it had really become a drama. But in fact, the number of Burmese locals in Wang Yan's team began to increase, while the overall strength of the troops did not change much...

Two months later, in the autumn of 1942, Wang Yan finally fulfilled his promise and brought the remaining 200 or so foreigners to the Allied Forces Headquarters in northern Burma.

A team of more than 4,000 people walked out of the jungle laughing and saw from afar a command post built on the edge of the jungle in a plain area.

On the road in front of the command post, two rows of soldiers stood in silence, one row was the foreign devils, and the other row was the soldiers of the expeditionary force.

This serious scene made the originally laughing soldiers of the Sichuan Army stop laughing, and they all subconsciously raised their heads and chests out.

"salute!"

As the voices in both Chinese and English were shouted, the soldiers standing at attention saluted in the military style of their respective countries.

Wang Yan smiled and shouted loudly: "Brothers, we can finally have a few days of good life."

He led the way and finally met the friendly troops and was treated with courtesy. The brothers of the Sichuan Army were very proud because of their impressive record. The local Burmese who joined later and other Thais who were still alive did not have any special feelings. They were willing to follow Wang Yan in order to kill the Japanese and avenge them.

The most aggressive ones were the remaining 200 or so foreigners.

When they were rescued by Wang Yan in the concentration camp, there were nearly 500 of them. After following Wang Yan in battle for more than three months, only a little over 200 were left.

Wang Yan was more familiar with the two British men, John and William, and the American Thompson. These three foreigners all survived. They were quite tenacious and had good luck.

Although he is now very thin and his mental state is relatively poor, he has not lost any limbs and has not suffered from any untreatable disease.

Now that they have finally arrived here and contacted their own people, quite a few of them actually cried.

Following Wang Yan, life was simply not a human life. Every day was either marching or fighting. There was no time to stay in one place for more than two days. If you stayed for two days, you would still be fighting...

Wang Yan glanced at John, whose eyes had already become blurry. He listened to the crying sounds filling his ears and the ridicule of his brothers, and shook his head.

Or maybe his men were too poor and had never lived a normal life, so fighting beside him was a pleasure for them. They were really a group of people who had gotten rid of vulgar interests and only enjoyed the pleasure of killing the devils.

He still has a lot to do...

"Wang Yan, right?"

When Wang Yan led his team closer, a middle-aged man wearing glasses, with a round face and a crew cut, and looking somewhat plump, took two steps forward and shook hands with Wang Yan with both hands.

"I'm Luo Zhuoying. I've heard of your legend a long time ago. You've made a great contribution to our current situation in Myanmar. You can say that you turned the tide of the war in Myanmar single-handedly. You're a real hero! You and your brothers are great. You're all good Chinese men."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "Excuse me, I want to ask you, what kind of official are you?"

"This is the commander of our expeditionary force!" An officer next to Luo Zhuoying spoke, and was somewhat dissatisfied with Wang Yan's attitude.

"He is the commander, you are not. What are you doing here? Who do you think you are?"

"You..." "Alright." Luo Zhuoying waved his hand to stop the man from speaking, and said to Wang Yan with a smile, "We are all family, don't be so angry, we can talk about it later. Come, let me introduce you, this is the Allied Commander-in-Chief, Stilwell, an American who is in charge of the war on our side."

"Hello, Stilwell, it's your turn again." Wang Yan greeted politely.

"Oh, that's great, Wang. You can speak English, which will make our communication much easier."

Stilwell is in his fifties, wearing black-framed glasses and having a sophisticated slicked-back hair.

He shook hands with Wang Yan and said, "I can't believe that you were able to annihilate so many Japanese with these people and such equipment."

"Thompson, come here."

Wang Yan waved his hand, put his arm around Thompson's shoulder, and looked at Stilwell, who was confused. "He told John that you would provide us with weapons, food, and medicine. In addition, we have also contacted the Allied forces in western Burma, and they have also made guarantees."

Stilwell nodded seriously: "Of course, Wang, I am clear about this matter. Without the weapons, ammunition and other supplies they promised, you would not have to take such a big risk and create the current situation in Burma. You are the most heroic troops on the Burmese battlefield. Of course we have to help you defeat the damn Japanese."

"Thank you so much for your generosity. Commander, when will the promised weapons, ammunition, food, and medicine be delivered to us?"

"It will take about a month. It needs to be shipped from India. Perhaps you don't know, Wang, that the Japanese occupied Southeast Asia and opened up the Pacific battlefield in order to disrupt our transportation routes and seize dominance over land, sea and air. Currently, the difficulty of transporting supplies has increased too much. Please be patient and wait for a while."

"Of course, waiting a while is not a bad thing. We have been fighting for half a year and we are so tired. We need to have a good rest."

"King, we have had people prepare food, new clothes and shoes, and boiled hot water for your soldiers to take a bath and have a good rest."

So Stilwell left, Wang Yan said hello to Luo Zhuoying, turned around and followed the Allied officers to take a shower, get a haircut, shave, and change into new clothes.

This time they changed their uniforms again, to the American military uniforms. Previously, they were wearing the uniforms provided by the British, which had been worn for more than half a year and were already dirty and tattered.

The refreshed crowd gathered together, eating the bread and canned food provided by the foreigners, and laughing and making fun of each other.

Wang Yan touched his newly shaved head, looked at the veterinarian, and said with a smile: "Don't say that, after this grooming, the old man looks at least five years younger."

"Oh, no, even if he is ten years younger, he is still half buried."

"Hey, you are not half dead. You have such a strong life. You have sent so many brothers away."

Fanla is right, though. The veterinarian is over 50 years old and specializes in taking care of the wounded. He has walked thousands of miles with the team and is still alive and well. This is very unusual.

"I'm not good at fighting. If I can't even walk, then what's the point of being a soldier?" The veterinarian smiled and ate the canned meat happily.

Wang Yan said, "Old man, why don't you just withdraw and stop getting involved. This war will go on and on, it's really not worth it. Fortunately, we are safe now, so we can..."

"No!" The veterinarian interrupted Wang Yan, "I am still useful. It's not like I can't move or keep up with the team. I can always do something."

"Don't rush to decide, old man. We have to rest for at least a month or two this time. Once the brothers have recovered, we will have enough time before we set off."

"I'm not leaving anyway!" the veterinarian muttered, then got up and left, not wanting to listen to Wang Yan.

"This old guy." Long Wenjian said with a smile, and then asked, "Prince Wang, what did you say to the foreign devils?"

"Give us equipment and supplies next month."

Fanla asked, "Where's the boss? No movement?"

"Who is the boss? Who is above me? I am the self-proclaimed head of the Sichuan Army, who do I listen to?"

"Captain Wang, you can't say that."

Just at this moment, a young officer came over and heard what Wang Yan said.

Wang Yan sneered: "What's the matter?"

"Your Excellency invites you to dinner. It's ready and we're waiting for you to come over."

Of course Wang Yan would not refuse. He immediately took his can of food, ate it, and went to Luo Zhuoying's tent with the officer.

A table has been set up here, with wine and food on it. The wine is foreign liquor, and the dishes are quite varied, with fish, meat, wild vegetables, and mushrooms, all of which are local ingredients.

Seeing Wang Yan coming over, Luo Zhuoying said, "Clean up, you look like a different person, more energetic, very good! Sit down!"

Wang Yan bowed and found a seat nearby to sit down. He was asked to sit below Luo Zhuoying, saying that he was a meritorious official and it was appropriate for him to sit here. They seemed very satisfied and thought that Wang Yan knew the seating order and respected others. But in fact, Wang Yan was just sitting casually...

"Come on, Wang Yan, let me toast you a glass. As I said before, without you, Wang Yan, there would be no good situation in Myanmar today." Luo Zhuoying drank the glass of wine in one gulp, looking quite generous.

Wang Yan took a sip, symbolically accompanying the drink.

He tore off a chicken leg without any hesitation and ate it directly with his hands.

"Commander Luo, you know me. I am a rough man. I can't beat around the bush. I can't stand so many bends. I guess Chiang Kai-shek knows my situation, right? Let's get straight to the point."

"You are a quick-witted person. I also like this kind of simplicity and straightforwardness. This is the style of a soldier."

Luo Zhuoying said, "Your case is indeed very big. Everything that should and shouldn't be known is known, and of course the chairman is also involved. I have to say that you have indeed been buried. But fortunately, heroes always have a day to shine. You have strong abilities, so aren't you able to shine?"

Luo Zhuoying liked to keep things simple, but he still habitually said a lot of useless things, listing the wars that they knew Wang Yan had participated in, and emphasizing the important role that Wang Yan and his troops were currently playing in Myanmar...

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