"Military throne!" the adjutant asked Du Yuming, who was frowning, and said, "What should I do now? I can't get through the equipment such as cars, tanks and other equipment!"

Du Yuming thought about it and spit out a few words from his teeth: "Destroy the car and enter the mountain!"

"Martial mount..."

"Execute the command!"

"yes!"

When the soldiers heard this order, they were stunned. From the first day of joining the army, they were instilled with: "Soldiers should protect their weapons as much as they care for their lives." Among them, the Fifth Army, they have other troops without tanks, armored vehicles, heavy artillery... These equipment have always been their pride. But now, the order they received was to destroy and blow up these equipment with their own hands. Who wouldn't be sad? Who would have the heart to take action?!

So soon there was a riot in the team. Many soldiers were unable to think about it and refused to give up their equipment. Among them, they were tank soldiers, and some soldiers even threatened to fight with anyone who dared to blow up his tank...

But the commander's order was: "If you don't blow it up, do you still have to leave it to the Japanese?"

"Military throne!" After a while, the adjutant walked up to Du Yuming and reported: "There is another problem. Tanks and armored vehicles can be blown up, cars can be lost, but the wounded..."

This question stumped Du Yuming. You should know that what they were going to walk on was Wild Man Mountain, a primeval forest. The Burmese called it the "Hukang Valley", which means the place where the devil lives. Before that, Du Yuming had asked the Burmese people who could see along the way over and over again, and even promised to give them a lot of money to lead the way, but the answers he got were... There was no road here, only the man-eating devil.

So now, it is a problem whether soldiers with strong limbs can pass through this primeval forest. How can they go with the wounded?!

At this time, a wounded man with a cane squeezed up and reported to Du Yuming: "Staff, you go, we will stay!"

"Stay?" Du Yuming looked at the wounded man in front of him. He was his old subordinate. This old subordinate has followed him since the Battle of Shanghai, and it has been nearly five years now.

"Yes, let's stay!" The wounded nodded: "Leave us some gasoline!"

Looking at the wounded's resolute eyes, Du Yuming realized what they were going to do.

He wanted to refuse, but he swallowed it back as soon as he refused.

If you refuse, can you have any other way? Can you give them a way out? If you can't, then you can only agree!

So Du Yuming gritted his teeth and nodded heavily... This was the most difficult decision he made in his 20-year military career. There was no time to feel more complicated and sad than at this moment.

The wounded didn't say anything more, saluted Du Yuming and turned around and left.

Soon, the equipment and ammunition were loaded with explosives and fuses, and the wounded were pouring gasoline on their bodies. Some people prepared grenades in their arms to avoid the pain of burning fire... Everything was ready, and they waited for Du Yuming to give orders.

But at this moment, a voice shouted: "Stop! We are from the 1st Engineer Regiment, we occupied Myitkyina! Stop..."

The sound was like a lightning bolt in the darkness, and instantly rekindled the hope in the hearts of the soldiers.

"What? The 1st Engineer Regiment occupied Myitkyina?"

"Our men occupied Myitkyina?"

"So we're saved!"

...

"Military!" the adjutant said to Du Yuming excitedly: "Did you hear it? Our people occupied Myitkyina!"

Du Yuming couldn't believe it was true and immediately ordered: "Hurry up, let the soldiers stop. Call the engineer's first regiment to ask clearly before talking about it!"

"Yes!" The adjutant responded simply.

So the explosives were quickly eliminated, and the wounded men covered in gasoline all cried with joy like a desperate situation and cried with tears in their heads.

It was Zhang Chi and his group who came. When he walked forward, he watched the soldiers dismantling tanks, explosives on cannons, and the rows of wounded soldiers who were ready to immobilize themselves on the roadside. He couldn't help but be glad that he finally arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Sir!" Zhang Chi saluted to an officer who was anxious and red in his eyes who was walking towards him, guessing that it should be Du Yuming, the commander of the Fifth Army and the deputy commander of the Expeditionary Force.

It was Du Yuming who came. He grabbed Zhang Chi's shoulder and asked, "What did you say? Have you occupied Myitkyina?"

"Yes, sir!" Zhang Chi replied: "We occupied Myitkyina two days ago before the Japanese army and blocked several waves of attacks from the Japanese army!"

Zhang Chi's words immediately attracted a lot of sensation among the soldiers.

"Are you from the 1st Engineer Regiment?" the adjutant asked from the side.

"Yes, sir!" Zhang Chi replied: "I am Zhang Chi, the company commander of the 1st Battalion, 1st Battalion, 1st Battalion!"

"So you are Zhang Chi!" Du Yuming was stunned when he heard this. He had seen the name Zhang Chi in the report and knew that the reason why the Engineer Corps can achieve great success is mostly the strategy of a very ordinary soldier in front of him, so he looked at Zhang Chi a few more times.

Then Du Yuming asked the most important question: "Is there any supplies for Myitkyina?"

"Yes!" Zhang Chi replied: "It's only a lot more than Lashio, and we evacuated the supplies in time! There is food, weapons, ammunition, and medicine!"

With a "wow!", this was like a gust of wind blew among the soldiers, and the entire army was sensation. But their performance was different. Some were crying and some were laughing, and some couldn't help but come forward and hugged Zhang Chi and other several soldiers from the engineering regiments and repeatedly claimed thanks.

Du Yuming stepped forward and held Zhang Chi's hand tightly. Regardless of the superiors and subordinates, he said with emotion: "Thank you, brother, you saved the lives of tens of thousands of people in our Fifth Army!

"Military!" Zhang Chi replied: "We are all Chinese. To save you means to save us. Without further ado, let's go back to Myitkyina! When the sky is dawn, it will be bad when the Japanese plane arrives!"

"Yeah!" Du Yuming nodded, then waved his hand and shouted with a full breath: "Brothers, let's fight back to Myitkyina!"

"Yes!" the soldiers answered one after another, and their mental state was completely different from the team just now.

While marching towards Myitkyina, Zhang Chi turned around and looked at the dark and primitive forest in the distance, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved... This time he finally rescued the Fifth Army, which means that the ending of the Fifth Army's defeat and the Wild Man Mountain will not be repeated.

But... the troops who were still a little separated were afraid that they had already entered the wild mountain at this moment!

I hope these brothers can return to their motherland safely! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!