Chapter 143 Capture Sendai (1)
The Soviet army launched a large-scale counterattack, and the Ukrainian plains were flying flesh and blood, corpses were buried thousands of miles away. The battle was so fierce that it was chasing the Soviet-German war. In East Asia, a fierce battle that was much smaller, but the degree of tragic was even worse in the city of Sendai. Yes, it was really more cruel than the siege of Kiev. If the Ukrainian war was related to the life and death of NATO and Warsaw Pact, and whether the Soviet Union or the Double Eagle could become the only strong man, then the Battle of Sendai determines the fate of the two nations in East Asia that had been entangled with for a thousand years in the next hundred years!
For the Japanese army defending Sendai, this was a desperate war. From the beginning of their fleet firing the first shot at the Chinese navy, their destiny was already doomed.
Boom boom boom boom boom!!
Four loud noises burst out, and four dazzling explosions burst out. White mushroom clouds rose slowly, low and flat, but had unparalleled power. The shock wave wrapped in flames was centered on the mushroom cloud and spread over the sea. All buildings within a radius of 100 meters were like cards swept by a tornado and flew into the air with a whirlwind. Even the fortress cast by steel and cement was lifted away, just like overturning a turtle. The air defense workers more than ten meters underground
The sand and dust fell down, and cracks expanded at an astonishing speed, as if they might collapse at any time. The Japanese soldiers sitting there against the wall, staring in a daze seemed to be kicked hard on their butts and turned into a rolling gourd. Someone spewed out a mouthful of blood, struggled a few times, and could never get up again. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there were many small pieces of brown meat in the blood they sprayed out—the internal organs had been shattered, and even the gods could not save them.
Another 460mm naval gun!
Major Hidemi Yokoyama covered his ears with his hands and murmured and cursed, thereby alleviating the pressure on his eardrums and avoiding being deafened. After the artificial magnitude 6 earthquake passed, he glanced at his subordinates. With the dim light, he saw two more soldiers lying on the ground with bloody orifices, and no longer moving. Sand and dust fell down, and a thin layer of them accumulated on their backs and faces. This was also considered to be buried in the soil, although the soil was too thin. The Major smiled self-deprecatingly, patted the helmets of several soldiers, and signaled them to drag the people out to avoid affecting morale. Although the battle has reached the present, his squadron has no morale.
The ground vibration is getting stronger and stronger, and the smell of steel made of flames, dust and shrapnel pours in from the entrances of some uncovered air defense fortifications, making people unable to breathe. Through the periscope that was lucky enough to be destroyed, Master Hideshi Yokoyama can see that the flames more than ten meters high are surging in the city like a tsunami. Wherever they go, tall buildings collapsed, exquisite statues turned into powder, and the lush green belts instantly obscured in the sea of fire. The green branches mixed in the soil and splashed around the entire city. The entire city was shattered in artillery fire, but such artillery bombardment seemed to have no end. In addition, the Chinese army had two sea platforms one or two thousand meters long, with hundreds of thousands of tons of ammunition and materials piled up on them. Are they afraid that the ammunition could not be supplied? However, they, because the military system had been paralyzed, many troops were trapped in the dilemma of lack of ammunition......
Two black and red fire dragons pushed forward almost straightly. Wherever they went, the steel was burned into iron juice and the concrete ground was burned into black powder. The periscope burst with a bang and nothing could be seen. Major Hidemi Yokoyama quickly moved his eyes away from the periscope to avoid being blinded by the high-temperature gas sprayed over. This was the H-6 bomber that was throwing napalm bombs. In the past week, many Japanese soldiers were burned into black skeletons by this terrifying bomb. The Major closed his eyes and could hear the screams of them when they rolled and crawled on the ground with fire. The screams really didn't look like humans, but were like those issued by dying beasts. It was a nightmare to think about it. After this battle, even if they could achieve the final victory, the city of Sendai would be completely destroyed, right? The Major thought a little depressed.
"Hongshanjun, what are you stunned?"
Perhaps I felt that there was nothing to explode in this land. The Chinese army temporarily let go of this area that had been completely blown up by them into the surface of the moon. The artillery fire rumbled towards Dongcheng District. The internal organs seemed to be soaked in boiling water, which made people feel so uncomfortable that they could use a bayonet to cut their chests open and slow down the vibration of the internal organs. The Major just breathed a sigh of relief, and a little hoarse, but pretty good sound sounded. It was Domoto, a famous handsome guy in the Xicheng District Police Station of Sendai.
Police Department ······
Yes, Hoshi Yokoyama is like Domoto. A month ago, he was an ordinary little policeman in the Xicheng District Police Station of Sendai. He usually drove a police car into the car and caught thieves, taught a lesson for a homeless man with unclean hands and feet. He went out and wandered around and came back. He sat in the office and secretly talked about which policewoman had the plumpest figure and which female policewoman might have a leg up with the director. Although his salary was not high, he was still very enjoyable. However, after the war broke out, these two cowardly little policemen rushed up like their colleagues, and suddenly became the major. They had one or two hundred people under their command. This was impossible to imagine before. However, these two miserable little policemen would not be happy about their promotion and wealth, because their subordinates had just learned
The rookies who would shoot how to shoot and change magazines, and they themselves didn't have the chance to shoot several times a year. It was considered to be a ruling of them. There was no way to say that they were fighting the five slags. There was no way to do so. In the Battle of Tokyo, most of the elites of the Japanese Ground Self-Defense Forces were destroyed by the Chinese army in the Kanto Plain. Most of the remaining ones were left in Hokkaido. Japan had almost no soldiers to fight. They could only mobilize a large number of young people of appropriate age to join the army. Each person was given a military uniform and a rifle, and taught them how to aim, how to shoot and change magazines and went to the battlefield. The entire training time was less than two weeks, which was definitely the shortest and most efficient training in the world. The quality and training of new recruits were so poor. It was no wonder that police like him and Domoto who had touched guns for several years could become squadron captains.
The result can be imagined by using such troops to fight against the Chinese army's brigades and tens of thousands of brutal and bloodthirsty mercenaries like jackals. The tragic offensive and defensive battles swallowed the lives of the Sendai defenders at the speed of two regiments every day, and the entire city became a flesh-and-blood mill. However, the rabbit would kick people when they were anxious and had no way to retreat. In order to save their relatives and homes, and for the increasingly slim hope, these mobs who had only been trained for two weeks suddenly became brave and fought alone in one city. Liu Zhe's command of 30,000 mercenaries from Vietnam, Khmer, and Thailand fought hard for a week, with minimal progress, and a lot of losses. This surprised Liu Zhe a little. He quickly changed the deployment and asked the 16th Army to go to Sendai himself.
Domoto obviously didn't know how terrifying the opponent they were going to face. He walked in with two lunch boxes and handed them to Hiroshi Yokoyama. Hiroshi Yokoyama opened it and was surprised to see that the food inside was surprisingly rich, including braised tuna, beef, cabbage, and tempura. These meals were not surprising in normal times, but it was only they who knew how difficult it was to eat some fresh vegetables and meat in Sendai, which was surrounded by iron buckets. Domoto squatted down, opened the lunch box and picked up the spoon, and said, "Eat it, don't be alone in a daze. It's rare to have a hot meal, eat it while it's hot, otherwise the Chinese people would be bombarded with a crowing meal and the lunch box would be covered with dust and it would be impossible to eat it."
Several soldiers wearing white hats and white aprons came over, pushing the hot dining cart, and sent them one by one. The dusty soldiers cheered, regardless of how hot it was, picked up the spoon and swallowed it, and rushed into their stomachs every second. Yes, you have to eat as soon as possible, otherwise the Chinese army's artillery fire would be transferred and they would have to eat the dust. Hengshan stuffed a piece of tuna meat into his mouth, and asked in a vague manner while chewing it, "Why is this meal so rich? Did the Prime Minister and the others get supplies?"
Domoto didn't raise his head and said, "The supply was not enough. The Chinese army surrounded the Sendai like an iron barrel. There were more than 100,000 troops on land, dozens of warships and submarines on sea. Even the Red Cross rescue convoy and medical ships were detained. Who has the ability to transport the supply into the city?"
Yokoyama didn't understand: "Then why..."
Domoto took a sip of the soup, swallowed all the food, looked at Yokoyama, and lowered his voice and said, "Hongyama, tell you the truth. According to the information I received, we may be broken."
Hengshan's hands trembled obviously, his eyes became dim, and he showed a bitter smile of accepting his fate: "Yuzai···What a strange word..."
Domoto secretly looked at the soldiers around him, and saw that they were just caring about eating and drinking, and had no interest in listening to the conversation between the two squadron leaders. Then he felt relieved and his voice was lowered: "General Li Lin planned to launch a large-scale counterattack tonight... You know, during this period, the Chinese army was moving forward step by step, and our circumference space was getting smaller and smaller, and they were forced to breathe. General Li Lin hoped to use a large-scale counterattack to regain several blocks, and it would be difficult to regain the port. We will be the first counterattack force, and you know very well what this means."
Hengshan smiled bitterly. The first wave of counterattacks meant that they would have to bear the most intense and violent fire damage from the Chinese army. It would be considered a good thing to have ten or ten, and it is common to have annihilate the entire army. To put it bluntly, it is just like cannon fodder. Cannon fodder is just cannon fodder. Anyway, he was tired of all this, and it might be a relief to end sooner. He lowered his head and continued to fight with rice and beef: "Jade is broken, just cannon fodder... We are all tired of this war that cannot see a glimmer of hope. We are so tired that we can't pull the plate machine. It may be a good thing to get rid of earlier."
Domoto nodded lightly and didn't say anything. After experiencing too much fighting and death, they have learned to treat life with an indifferent attitude, whether it is the enemy, the comrades-in-arms or their own.
The rumbling cannons told the soldiers who were eating hard that it was a wise choice to bring food into their stomachs in the shortest time. The dust and sand fell down the lunch box in a blink of an eye, and the remaining food could not be eaten anyway. Besides, even if it was eaten, it was useless. The violent vibration caused by the shelling always made them spit out all the food they had eaten, and even sprayed out from their nostrils. Hengshan looked up at the wall made of steel and concrete and found that there were many more cracks on it. How long can this fortification last? I don’t know, just like he didn’t know how long he could last.
Domoto picked out the last few pieces of beef, washed it with a little water, put it into his mouth and chewed it heavily, then blew off the dust from the soup, and carefully drank the soup that could still be drunk on it. Then he patted his belly and said with a smile: "This month, I have eaten the most delicious meal."
The soldiers all laughed. It was true. This month, the food today was the best.
Hengshan has pine hair, dust and scalp are falling down. Haven’t washed your hair for a few days? I don’t remember it, but it’s useless. It’s a very luxurious thing to wash your hair in the surrounding area of scarcity of fresh water. He said: “If you can take a hot bath and have a good sleep, it will be a happy day like a god.”
Domoto said: "This is impossible. I know when the Chinese will come over. I'd better prepare for the fight... Yokoyama-kun, I have something to ask you......"
Hengshan's face muscles twitched slightly. In the past few days, how many colleagues have walked onto the battlefield after saying this to him and never came back? He interrupted rudely: "Mr. Domoto, please don't mention such things to me again. Your wish should be fulfilled by yourself. Things you haven't done yet should be handled by yourself. I will not help you!"
Domoto said: "You must help me! My younger brother is only sixteen years old this year. Just yesterday, he joined the army. He is still a child and doesn't know anything. I am very worried about him. If I can't come back alive tonight, please take care of him for me!"
Yokoyama said loudly: "I still said the same thing, I won't help you! You must come back alive, otherwise no one will take care of your brother!"
Domoto sighed: "Come back alive... Who doesn't want to come back alive? But it's up to Hua Jun to agree."
Everyone stopped talking, and sat in the fortifications holding the rifle in the dust, waiting for their last order. Some soldiers' shoulders were slightly shaking, tears burst out from their eyes, and two white marks rushed out on Gray Pupu's face.
Chapter completed!