Chapter 198 Whether you can breastfeed in daily life depends on you! (The third update!)
There is no doubt that the Siamese Navy's warships are inferior to those of the French Navy.

The reason why Siam could own so many warships was purely because Siam had a good relationship with Europe and the United States, so it was able to buy these warships.

Taking down Siam’s warships meant that the Sichuan Army’s transformation from land and air to land, sea and air.

As for the lack of sailors?

Is this a problem?
What the other side lacks the least is sailors.

The battleships sank.

The sailors all went ashore to serve as infantry.

As long as we get the warships, I believe someone will come over soon.

From the beginning to the end, Cun Yunsheng never worried about the issue of sailors.

The only trouble was the battleships.

Fortunately, we now have the 4th Division as an internal supporter.

There will be absolutely no problem in capturing the Siamese fleet intact.

"Commander, if we capture these warships, will Stilwell really let us deal with them ourselves?" Meng Fanle asked worriedly.

If the relationship between the two sides breaks down because of these warships, it would be a loss.

At least with the support of the Allies, they are living a comfortable life now.

If we leave the Allies, the outcome may not be good, and may even be tragic.

"Don't worry, Stilwell doesn't think highly of these junk. He won't even take US dollars for those junk from Siam." Cun Yunsheng shook his head, not worried at all.

"What the great powers can sell are all junk. They don't sell the good stuff to others at all. They keep it for their own use."

"Perhaps Stilwell would have liked us to have a navy."

At the end, Cun Yunsheng chuckled.

This is really no joke.

You have to know that Stilwell and MacArthur were at odds.

Next it was MacArthur's turn, and his outstanding performance shocked everyone.

Especially the leapfrog tactic, which made him famous.

So if Stilwell wanted to become famous, he had to rely on the Sichuan Army.

It is even possible that they wish the Sichuan Army’s navy would become stronger.

"Is this true?" Meng Fanle said with some disbelief.

"Don't worry, when have I ever lied to you?" Cun Yunsheng chuckled.

"I don't know what's going on with Zhang Lixian. I don't know if the French army is still the same French army."

"Ah?" Meng Fan was confused. What did he mean by "is it still the French army?"

Could the French army still change?

Only Cun Yunsheng knows whether this method can be used for daily breastfeeding.

It depends on whether Zhang Lixian is capable enough.

At this time, the French Indochina colonial army had about 15,000 people, of which more than 12,000 were French.

A total of 51 infantry battalions, two artillery regiments and one engineering battalion were organized.

At the same time, the French army was seriously short of tanks and could only use 20 old Renault FT-17 tanks.

The Air Force is pretty good though.

There are about one hundred fighter jets, 60 of which are considered to have reached front-line combat level, including 30 Bertz-25TOEs.

It can be said that the Vichy French air force was quite strong.

So in order to prevent Zhang Lixian from suffering losses, Cun Yunsheng directly called Zhang Yang of the aviation team and asked him to take off the fighter planes immediately and provide support to Jingdong area at any time.

.........

After learning that the French army had begun to send troops from Cambodia, Zhang Lixian immediately began to gather all his forces.

It was originally thought that the French army would take the initiative to attack, but it was found that the French army stopped immediately after reaching the border.

This made Zhang Lixian a little confused.

What is this operation?
Aren't we going to attack?

Why did it stop?
Not only Zhang Lixian was confused!
Others were also confused.

This French army is completely different from what I imagined.

In fact, the French army is not really stupid.

They gave up the disputed territory only under the threat of the Japanese army.

So Governor Degu hated those dwarfs in his heart.

However, I don’t have a good impression of the Sichuan Army.

So, when the troops arrived at the border, they immediately entered the defense phase.

You have to know that the French army, which had been tested by the First World War, was very knowledgeable about defense and had arranged large and small fortifications on the defense line.

The French army, which had experienced the era of giant artillery in World War I, naturally understood that the depth in front and behind had to be expanded, and even drew on the experience of tank combat in World War I and World War II to expand the depth.

This shattered Zhang Lixian's original idea of ​​relying on heavy artillery to destroy the enemy's fortifications.

You have to know that the French army is not Siam. Their weapons and combat skills are superior to those of the Thai army. Even at night, the French army's defense of outposts and fortifications is very strict.

Especially after the defensive distance was increased, the lethality of the French machine gun positions should not be underestimated.

The reason why the French army was defeated so quickly was that they were stunned by the German blitzkrieg.

In any head-on positional confrontation, it is hard to say who will win or lose.

"This French army has some tactics." Zhang Lixian said with a frown based on the information in his hand.

This is not a good sign.

This means that if you want to take the initiative to attack, you will probably have to pay a certain price.

"Battalion Commander, what should we do? Are we just going to confront each other like this?" the subordinate asked in confusion.

"Don't be impatient, let's wait and see. The French army's idea is to defend, which means they will not attack."

"But defense is not our style." Zhang Lixian shook his head and said.

"From what we can see now, the French army's weakness is the lack of manpower. According to the telegram sent by the higher-ups, the French army only has a total of more than 15,000 men."

"The line they need to defend is very long, which is not enough for comprehensive defense, so they adopt focused defense and hold the key points."

"As for other defense lines, troops have also been deployed, probably to deliver messages."

“Even if we make a little breakthrough, it’s hard to break through quickly in depth.”

"As long as the French army holds the depth, they can mobilize superior forces to eat up our assault troops. There is really no problem with this tactical arrangement."

After the analysis, Zhang Lixian couldn't help but sigh that the great powers are still the same great powers.

The tactical quality is definitely very high.

At least there is nothing wrong with this arrangement.

The only point is that Zhang Lixian did not consider the morale of the French army.

At this time, the French army had long lost its original morale.

For them, they just get by if they can.

"Battalion Commander, the French army's deployment looks quite like a pocket formation." The subordinate said in confusion as he looked at the drawn map.

"Yes, it is indeed a pocket formation, waiting for us to get in. I have to say that the French army has a big appetite."

"Aren't you afraid of starving yourself to death?" Zhang Lixian sneered.

Just then, a voice was heard outside.

"Zhang Lixian, I'm here, do you welcome me?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Lixian's eyes lit up and he quickly walked out of the command center and looked at He Shuguang in front of him.

"Xiao He, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhang Lixian stepped forward and hit He Shuguang on the shoulder, then said excitedly.

"How? How many people did you bring?" Zhang Lixian asked again.

"Not many, just one battalion." He Shuguang held up a finger. Zhang Lixian couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard that there was only one battalion, as the French army on the other side had three to four thousand men.

There were only two thousand people in the two battalions. Although they had fought two battles with the Sichuan Army, they were still a little nervous as it was their first time to command a battle where the outnumbered side won.

Seeing Zhang Lixian’s somewhat disappointed expression, He Shuguang chuckled.

"I knew you would be disappointed. My camp is not an ordinary camp."

"What do you mean?"

"Does Yu Zhi know?"

"Ah? Are you talking about Xiao Yu? He's here too?" Zhang Lixian's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that even Yu Zhi was here.

"Yes, he is my deputy battalion commander now. If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon be the tank battalion commander." He Shuguang said mysteriously.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Lixian was still a little confused.

"Wasn't the previous tank battalion commander Zhao He? Didn't he return to Lashio to participate in the reorganization? His tank battalion only had 14 tanks left, all of which were assigned to my battalion. In addition to being the deputy battalion commander, Yu Zhi also served as the tank company commander."

After He Shuguang's explanation, Zhang Lixian finally understood what it meant.

"It seems that the regimental commander wants Yu Zhi to be the tank battalion commander."

"Yes, if the fighting hadn't broken out on your side, he would have gone back to reorganize." He Shuguang said with a smile.

"Okay, since you are here, I have a mission for you. You will lead the charge and test the strength of the French army."

"I will mobilize all artillery to support you."

"What? Do you have confidence?" Zhang Lixian looked at the other party seriously.

As a result, He Shuguang rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who's afraid of death?"

"Okay, but you'd better be careful. Don't set another fire and burn down the French headquarters. Leave some important things." Zhang Lixian's ridicule made He Shuguang frown.

This guy really is the one who brings up things that are not relevant to the topic.

.........

On the opposite side of the French position, after the defense line was repaired, the French soldiers lay in the position and chatted.

For them, the war has long been over.

But there was no way out; they had to obey the orders from their superiors.

Fortunately, the order was only for them to defend, not attack.

That's why these French troops are so good-tempered.

Otherwise, they would have exploded long ago.

For them, coming to the colony is all about enjoyment.

Instead of fighting some damn war.

The war was over long ago and it had nothing to do with them.

There was harmony on the ground, and in the sky, French pilots were patrolling the border in Bertz-25TOE fighter jets.

As we were flying, we saw that the Sichuan Army troops were building a pontoon bridge on the river on the ground, and it was obvious that they were preparing to cross the bridge.

"Damn it, the enemy is getting ready to cross the river, my God, they actually launched an attack."

"Where are our people? Why don't they fight back?" asked the French pilot puzzledly.

Logically, there should be soldiers stationed on the defense line here, but no one came to stop them and the situation remained calm.

If he knew that the French troops were hiding in their positions and chatting, and had not thought that the Sichuan Army would cross the river and launch an attack, he would not have thought so.

After all, for the French army, the Sichuan Army should not dare to attack them.

They are great powers!
How could the Sichuan Army, a ragtag army from the Far East, dare to do that?

It turns out that they do dare.

There was no other choice, so the French pilots decided to take action themselves.

"Guys, get ready to work."

With a shout, the French pilot directly drove the Bertz-25TOE fighter, flapped its wings, and was about to dive. Be careful.

"Damn it, there's an enemy plane." The wingman flying alongside saw a dark shadow flash by and quickly sent out an emergency enemy encounter signal.

"Enemy plane?" The French pilot was stunned and subconsciously looked towards the ground.

He thought the enemy planes were ground-based anti-aircraft guns or something like that.

However, his hands did not relax, but chose to turn left and circle.

This is out of trust in one's companions.

He knew that his companion would not say this for no reason.

"Swoosh, swish, swish!" The sound of 20mm machine gun bullets passed by.

boom!
The French pilot felt a shock and knew he had been hit.

Fortunately, he dodged most of the bullets in advance, otherwise this burst of machine gun bullets would have directly blown him up and taken his life.

"so close!"

The French pilot said something subconsciously, then controlled the plane and chose to go back.

As a result, I saw a thick smoke rising in the distance.

His wingman was shot down.

"Damn, this is a Spitfire. Why is there a Spitfire here?" The French pilot immediately realized that this was a British Spitfire.

One of the most advanced fighter jets currently available, several times more advanced than the one he flies.

"Damn it, the Sichuan Army has been prepared for a long time, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence that there would be an ambush here." The French pilot was sweating profusely.

Sure enough, soon a large number of fighter planes appeared in the distant sky, more than thirty of them.

In addition to the Spitfire fighters, there are also P38 fighters and Japanese fighters.

This combination made him a little confused.

Is this a Wan Guo brand fighter?
If there were a few more German fighter planes, wouldn't that be enough to complete the fighter planes of the great powers?
For a moment, the French pilots felt their scalps tingling.

I never expected that the Sichuan Army’s air force would be so powerful.

At the same time, I was very curious, why did they have Japanese fighter planes?
Could it be that the Japanese army sold it to them?

It shouldn’t be!

This is absolutely impossible!

The Japanese army couldn't possibly sell it to them.

But how does this explain these fighter planes?
Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think about it because the enemy's machine gun bullets came again.

An old fighter like his was simply no match for the Spitfire.

"Boom!" He was lucky enough to dodge it again, but a fireball exploded in the distant sky, making his face turn pale.

This time they came with ten fighter planes, two of which were bombers.

In addition to carrying out reconnaissance tasks, I was also thinking about whether I could gain some advantage.

For example, if we find the Sichuan Army’s artillery positions, or ammunition depots, and then drop our weapons there, we might get a surprise.

As a result, there was indeed a surprise, that is, their bomber was blown up in mid-air.

"Damn it, bastard, why are there so many fighter planes here?" the French pilot roared and gave the order to retreat.

If the two sides are evenly matched, it is possible to continue fighting.

In this situation, I will definitely not go and die.

However, he couldn't get rid of the Spitfire fighter chasing him.

"If I let you run away, I'll have no chance of survival either." It was Zhang Yang who was flying the Spitfire fighter, and he was seen chasing the French fighter plane in front of him.

"It's such a late hour, and you're still using such an outdated biplane fighter."

When the enemy entered the sight, Zhang Yang decisively pulled the trigger.

Sure enough, a burst of 20mm machine gun bullets hit the enemy directly.

　Okay, it's a little late, sorry!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)