"The Siamese army has broken through the border, and I'm sure they've destroyed the posts over there." Ensign Anatoly shouted as he pressed the throat intercom. The German-made Fi156 "Stork" military reconnaissance plane, painted with the three-color insignia of the French Air Force, made a light turn in the air, and its course began to remain parallel to the road.

"Stay at a safe distance, [squirrel]." Second Lieutenant Brian, an observer in the back seat of the reconnaissance plane, warned.

"I understand, and I don't want to get in trouble." The pilot, nicknamed "Squirrel", flattened the fuselage and tightened the throttle slightly.

Looking down from the cabin, the road leading to Sycomb was crowded with people and vehicles in progress, and judging from the direction in which the procession was heading, it was clear that this could not be any French unit.

Intelligence shows that the Siam Army is equipped with light anti-aircraft weapons, many of which were sold to them by the French themselves, including 13.2 mm Haggaes machine guns and some 25 mm Haqikes machine guns, although the number is not very large, but no matter which one is enough for this "stork" to kill it.

Of course, the Siamese troops on the ground had already spotted the reconnaissance plane, but it seemed that their commander did not pay much attention to this, perhaps recognizing that it was an unarmed light reconnaissance plane that did not pose any threat to the marching column.

"It's all infantry, and a lot of trucks, and it's supposed to be a baggage unit. They were heading southeast along Route 5. The driver reported to his superiors via radio.

"Have you taken all of them?" Anatoly tilted his head and asked his back seat.

"It's all filmed, hell, they're firing at us." Brian shouted. At this moment, a faint cloud of smoke rose between the marching troops, and in the reflection of the setting sun, the pilots could clearly see patches of green tracer bullets slowly rising from the ground, like a swarm of fireflies flying in the air.

"It's time to evacuate, we've taken enough pictures." Anatoly swung his wings and began to steer outward.

"Try to get back to Aclayda before dark, the runway is not very good, hopefully we won't encounter Siamese fighters, we have to bring back this important batch of film." Brian turned his seat to the rear, grabbed the butt of the MG17 self-defense machine gun, and pulled the bolt hard to load.

"That pesky bug flew away." Major Dapnahit, the combat staff officer of the 35th Infantry Battalion, turned his face to look at the regimental commander who was sitting on his right.

"This is not a good omen, Major Mann." Lieutenant Colonel Rano, commander of the infantry battalion of the 35th Battalion, said with his head resting on the back of his chair and his eyes closed. “

I see what you mean, Lieutenant Colonel. Although the combat staff officer said this, there was a disapproving expression on his face.

Dapnahit's real name is quite long, and it is a mess of the mouth, which is a very common situation in Siam, so Siamese people have a simple pronunciation nickname before adulthood, which is convenient for parents, relatives, friends and teachers to call, and often continue to use it when they reach adulthood, Dapnahit's nickname is called "Man".

Lieutenant Colonel Rano is a real son of a family, the elders of the clan are big nobles with the word "Pa", equivalent to the marquis of the West, he has not studied in a military school for a few days, and he has completely relied on family relations to get to the present, although the qualifications and background are very hard, but it does not convince the officers of the Young Zhuang faction like Major Man.

"The cavalry company had captured the village of Poenkun, and the company commander claimed that there had been only slight resistance, and that it was clear that the French had lost their fighting spirit after the defeat of the Germans." There was a hint of smugness in the expression of the Siamese major, he did not believe the rumors in the army, saying that the French had transferred a large number of elites from the mainland, and in his opinion it was a group of exiled defeated troops, whose backs had long been broken by the Germans, how could this kind of waste be the opponent of the Siamese army.

"You must not be careless, Major. The French are not as simple as they think, remember last month's news? They annihilated a battalion of Japanese infantry. Rano opened his eyes and glanced at his combat staff, he had had had enough of the aggressive little cub's overt and covert provocations in the past few months, and if it weren't for the cub's family, Rano would have found a way to kick him out of the infantry battalion.

The 35 th Infantry Battalion had a full establishment of 700 men, but the actual number of soldiers was only a little more than 500, and the whole battalion was divided into four companies, three ordinary infantry companies and one machine gun company, as well as a guard platoon directly under the battalion headquarters, a baggage platoon, and a communications squad. Because it was placed in the forward sequence, the superiors also sent an additional mortar platoon to this battalion at the time of departure to strengthen the assault fire of this pure infantry unit.

This battalion is equipped with a Type 66 Siamese Mauser, which is actually a Siamese imitation of the G98 Mauser rifle, the so-called Type 66, which means that it was finalized in the year 2466 of the Siamese calendar, which is converted into 1914 in the Gregorian calendar. IT'S A RELIABLE WEAPON THAT USES 8X52 MAUSER, WHICH IS A BIT TOO MUCH RECOIL FOR AN ASIAN RACE.

This is one of the reasons why Siam chose to buy the Japanese Type 38 rifle, and the other reason is that the dictatorial prime minister wants to do everything he can to eradicate the traces left by Rama VI in the army. His group of students who were sent to France at the expense of the royal family were deeply valued by the king, and most of them were reused after returning to China, and it can be said that they were deeply favored by the emperor of Rama VI, but when the king died, they launched a coup d'état to overthrow the royal rule, and their hands were stained with the blood of the soldiers and civilians loyal to the royal family, and the most feared thing for these people was the restoration of the royal family. If it weren't for the large number of rifles, Phibun Song would have been eager to replace the rifles with the Japanese Type 38.

In Siam's battle plan, the 35th Infantry Battalion was followed by the 12th Cavalry Battalion's Elite Company, followed by the 20th Infantry Battalion, because there was only one road to Sisophon, and the Siamese troops relied on horse-drawn wagons and trucks for their baggage transportation, and could not march off the road.

The cavalry battalion had a relatively high degree of mechanization, and rushed to the forefront all the way. The Siamese Infantry Battalion could only advance on foot, and the soldiers were still carrying heavy equipment and provisions, but as fatigue increased, the pace of progress gradually slowed down, so that before you knew it, there was a disconnect between the 35th Infantry Battalion and the 2nd Company of the 12th Cavalry Battalion, and the distance between the two units continued to widen as time went on.

Captain Dephan's troops easily routed a mixed detachment of Khmer and French troops in the village of Phornkun, which stretched across Highway 5 to Silkophon, where the French had set up a guard post with a total of thirty Khmer police and French colonial troops. The defenders fired a random round of bullets at the Siamese armoured vehicles and light tanks, and then climbed into the two Renault trucks and turned around and retreated in the direction of the Ssoof.

Depan's troops successfully captured this important border village without firing a few shots. It was planned to be a predetermined military station, the village was located on a major transportation route, there was plenty of clean water, and in particular, there were many ready-made houses for the baggage troops to store supplies and live in.

Because of the urgency of the task, Depan did not stay in the village for long, and he only left a platoon of infantry to complete the occupation of the village and town.

Just as the Khmers hated the Siamese, the Siamese were also full of disgust and contempt for the Khmers, believing that the once powerful Angkor Dynasty had turned to dust, and that the Khmers had long since lost their ancestors' bravery and glory in their successive wars, and were not qualified to continue to occupy this fertile land, and should be handed over to the powerful Siamese dynasty to rule.

The Siamese infantry smashed open the doors of every house in the village, and concentrated the men, women, and children who had no time to flee in the open space in the center of the village.

However, it will not be a good thing to wait for this group of Khmer villagers, they may be released by the army after the operation is completed, but they are destined to lose all their belongings here, because the Siamese will not allow these Khmer people to continue to live on this land, and the villagers' houses, fields and production tools will be confiscated and handed over to the Siamese peasants who have arrived in the rear, which is the practice in the Southeast Asian war, the winner gets everything, and the loser is alone.

Dephan's troops were rushing at high speed towards the capital of Banteay Meanchey province, with one of his infantry platoons remaining in Phunchon, while the 35th Infantry Battalion, which was backed up by the cavalry company, was still slowly advancing on the road almost two kilometers from Phuenkun, where the Siamese troops formed a long, intermittent serpentine formation on Highway 5.

At this time, the Siamese had no idea that a French armored unit was approaching the road in the southeast at high speed, and a classic encirclement and annihilation battle was about to begin here.

PS: It's late, sorry, ask for a monthly pass, thank you. (To be continued.) )