Chapter 241 Destruction

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The machine gun team in the infantry squad was firing at the bunker with light machine guns. The other soldiers were also using their rifles and submachine guns to suppress the opponent. The bullets hitting the bunker made a loud banging sound, making it difficult for the little Japs inside to carry out effective operations. shooting.

The soldier named Er Dou and his deputy quickly took advantage of this opportunity and ran forward for about ten meters. The bullets whizzed past him. Er Dou quickly squatted on the ground without fear. The deputy quickly took out the rocket and loaded it for him. He pulled out the safety and patted the helmet on his head.

"Okay!"

"call out……"

The rocket dragged a long tail of flame towards the bunker. With a loud noise, the bunker blocking their advance was blown to pieces, and the little devils inside turned into several charred corpses.

"Come on!"

The squad leader shouted and ran forward with a vigorous stride. However, at this moment, a cluster of fire suddenly appeared in what looked like a haystack not far away.

"Bang bang bang bang bang...!"

The bullets knocked several soldiers who were charging forward to the ground. The squad leader rolled to the side and barely managed to avoid them, which scared him so much that he was sweating coldly.

"Everyone spread out! Erdou, come closer!"

Before Er Dou could rush forward, their platoon leader led another wave of people and rushed over. Another rocket fired away, and the bunker instantly turned into a ball of fire.

"Bang bang...ding!"

The sound of Garand's empty magazine sounded, and the platoon leader immediately lay on the ground to change the magazine. The soldiers behind him raised their guns in time and continued shooting. More soldiers crossed the layers of trench barbed wire, taking turns to cover and rush forward.

The soldiers in the guard battalion are the most elite members of the Sichuan Army. The Sansan combat team works very well together. They use squads and platoons as their main offensive units. They are not far apart from each other and can support their comrades in time with powerful firepower.

1:49…

The enemies in the outermost small fortresses and trench pits have been basically cleared. They have entered the perimeter of the three defenses and are moving towards the central position.

The first battalion from the top of the mountain attacked more fiercely. They advanced to a distance of 50 meters from the main fort. The Japanese army's defensive side was relatively weak. In addition, it was difficult to cover everything with enemies on both sides.

It's just that the main fortress group in the center is very cunningly built, with countless firepower points emerging from various shooting holes, and dense bullets seem to be harvesting the lives of the soldiers without interruption.

The assault squad that had just rushed up was wiped out in an instant, and the last bunkers had been reinforced, and the bazooka rocket launchers could only chew off a layer of skin on them.

In the entire Nantianmen position, apart from the tree fort, the most proud thing is Takeuchi's headquarters, the largest main fort in the middle of the three defense bunkers.

This huge permanent fortification, which covers an area of ​​about 30 square meters and is half buried underground, is like a hedgehog, constantly spraying out a sudden burst of bullets. Countless soldiers died under it.

"It's dead, it's dead! It can't be pushed anymore, let the brothers take a break!" Meng Fangli hid behind the bunker and shouted to Long Wenwen who was not far away.

"Do you have a Pyro on your team?"

Long Wenwen shook the dirt off his head and carefully popped his head forward to observe. They were only one step away from the main fort, but the enemy's firepower was too strong and they couldn't rush through for a while.

"Bang!"

"咻咻咻咻..."

Meng Fangli was forced back by the enemy fire as soon as he fired a shot. Those interconnected fortresses were really uncomfortable.

"Yes, it's at the back. If you go up now, you will be a living target. Let's wait and see the progress of the leader!"

Buzzing…

At this moment... there was a roar in the sky, and six P40 fighters suddenly appeared over the battlefield. After receiving Liao Mingyu's request, Jamie brought his flight formation to support again today.

"All right, guys, let's get to work!"

Six P40s dived down in three formations, with a 300-kilogram aerial bomb hanging under each fighter plane. Their target was those solid fortresses that were difficult to shake!

"Boom! Boom!"

The P40 is famous for its high-speed dive. The fighter planes roaring straight down pulled up at a very fast speed, and two huge mushroom clouds instantly rose above the Japanese position.

With the precise throwing of six fighter planes, several solid fortresses were blown to pieces. Dust flying into the sky along with broken limbs and broken arms were blown to pieces. All the little devils within the explosion range were blown beyond recognition.

"Come on!"

The Sichuan Army Corps, which was full of momentum, took this opportunity to rush forward desperately. Braving the hail of bullets, the soldiers had already jumped into the three-defense position. They continued to use blasting tubes or flamethrowers to clear the remaining bunkers.

"call……!!"

Fire snakes swept over one after another. No matter how strong the defense was, the fortress could not withstand the ruthless scorching flames. The Japanese who were burned into burning men fled from the fortifications like crazy. These little devils waved Their limbs screamed in agony, but they were greeted by ruthless projectiles.

The soldiers blocked the corridor entrances and threw bundles of cluster grenades in, blowing them up. For those traffic lanes that cannot be blown up in a short time...the flamethrower is the best insecticide.

The high temperature of more than 1,000 degrees is not only scorching, but the burning gasoline will instantly consume all the oxygen in the tunnel and release a large amount of carbon dioxide. Even those little Japanese who are not burned to death will suffocate due to lack of oxygen.

The fire-breathing soldiers followed the regimental leader's instructions carefully. Whenever they saw any suspicious hole, they would open it without saying a word and spray violently inside.

The Japanese army quickly shrank its troops and retreated again and again, but the defense line had collapsed, and the little Japanese could no longer stop the Sichuan Army's assault!



Inside the headquarters of the Japanese army's main fortress.

Takeuchi sat quietly on his knees on the ground, with his eyes closed and no expression on his face. He seemed to have entered a state of selflessness. At this moment, the sound of gunfire outside seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Report to the captain, the Chinese have broken through the outer defense line!"



"Report to the captain, the Chinese people from the top of the mountain are approaching the main castle."



"Captain! The US military plane has just dropped a bomb. Our side has suffered heavy losses. The defense line...has been lost...the Chinese are approaching towards the main fortress!"



A series of bad news continued to reach Takeuchi's ears, but he remained motionless like an old monk in trance, as if nothing could arouse the slightest disturbance in his heart.

There was a pot of sake in front of him. Takeuchi picked up the cup and took a sip. The familiar taste on his tongue and teeth made him feel extremely homesick.

"さくら, さくら, Yayoi のempty は, Miwata すかぎり, Kasumi かcloud か..."

Takeuchi poured another glass of wine, and the songs of his hometown slowly hummed in his mouth, but a sad atmosphere gradually filled the air.

Many officers and soldiers in the headquarters also lowered their heads silently at this moment. Several Japanese soldiers could not help but sing along with this tragic song, and even more secretly shed tears.

They all know that there is no way they can go back...

At this time, Chief of Staff Yoshino, whose face was bloody and his body was dark, ran in hurriedly and said to Takeuchi: "Your Excellency, Captain! The Chinese have surrounded the main fort. Please take shelter in the underground passage for now!"

Takeuchi Renshan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, only to see that the latter's officer uniform was dirty, and the blood on his forehead seemed to tell the story of the fierce battle outside.

"How many people are left in the army?" Takeuchi said slowly. He lowered his head again, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"There are more than two hundred soldiers left..." Yoshino said with difficulty.

With enemies on both sides of the defense line, and coupled with the Chinese's sharp offensive weapons and air strikes, it was pretty good that the more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers with half of them injured could hold on until now.

"But... the vanguard of the Sato Alliance has arrived at Lotus Town and is heading towards Nantianmen. If we continue..."

Takeuchi Renshan raised his head and smiled sadly, gently waving his hand to signal Yoshino to stop talking.

How can a person keep this point? The Chinese will break through the main fortress in less than half an hour. Is there any need for rescue?

More than 6,000 Takeuchi regiments, together with the large troops supported by Shojiro Iida, were lost in this battle. How can I have the nerve to go back? Even if I go back...it will be death.



At 2:30, the Sichuan Army completed the encirclement and forced all the remaining Japanese into the main fort.

The sound of gunfire continued, and the wave-like attack of the soldiers did not leave the Japanese army any chance to breathe.

However, the difficulty of capturing the main fort is still a bit unexpected. The artillery shells can only leave a small hole in it, but those densely packed shooting holes can shoot endlessly around. There are already nearly a company. soldiers fell to the enemy's guns, but progress was still slow.

Liao Mingyu immediately decided to stop this life-threatening attack. He first concentrated all the flamethrowers, and then used a large number of smoke bombs to cover the entire perimeter of the main castle.

Seven or eight flamethrowers and two assault squads used the smoke to quickly approach the enemy. The little devils in the main castle immediately realized the danger and kept shooting wildly outside.

Four or five soldiers were knocked to the ground by blind bullets while running. The wounded screams of the soldiers attracted the attention of the little devils, and they discovered the enemy's location. The little devil was very stupid and replaced the ordinary bullets with laser bullets, guiding his companions to shoot in that direction.

A flamethrower who was following behind quickly crawled to the ground, but was unable to avoid the bullets.

The fuel tank behind him was punctured, and the leaked fuel was ignited by the flare. Before he could react, the flames instantly devoured his body.

"Ahhh! Save me...save me!!"

"Bang!"

The shrill screams made his scalp numb, and the squad leader immediately shot him to end his suffering.

He was doused with burning gasoline and could not be extinguished in a short time. In this case, he could only end his pain. Others did not dare to stop at all and continued to run forward as fast as possible.

However, the thick smoke blocked most of the Japanese's sight, and also provided excellent cover for the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion. The fire-breathing soldiers worked hard and finally entered the 20-meter range.

"call…!"

Several fire dragons sprayed towards the main castle in an instant, and dense flames spread inward from the shooting holes and observation ports.

"やめろ!"

"ah!!"

The terrifying temperatures turned the fortress into a hell on earth, and screams could be heard even from outside.

The fire-breathing soldiers were merciless and continued to scorch the entire main fort. The flames even ignited the ammunition inside through the gaps, causing a series of explosions.



In the tunnel inside the Japanese army, Takeuchi was sitting upright on his knees wearing only a shirt.

In front of him lay a jug of sake, a towel, and a short sword.

The violent explosion inside the main castle seemed like a signal. Takeuchi Renshan slowly raised his cup and drank the last glass of wine. He then unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his thin body.

Picking up the short sword with a cold light, Takeuchi kept wiping it with a towel. Even if he was defeated, he would not surrender to the enemy. This would be his last dignity as a soldier.

"Yoshino-kun, please!"

"Hey!"

Yoshino, who was standing next to him, replied seriously that he would serve as the intermediary to send Takeuchi on his final journey.

Takeuchi nodded, held the blade tightly with both hands, pointed it at his stomach, and stabbed it in hard.

"Ah! Long live the Emperor!"

Severe pain overwhelmed his mind, but at this time there was no room for regret. Takeuchi shouted as if to give himself courage, holding the blade of the knife and pulling it sideways.

"Pfft!"

Blood and intestines burst out of his body in an instant. This perverted way of committing suicide could only be thought up by a top human being like Xiao Nippon.

As a ray of cold light passed by, all the pain disappeared, and Takeuchi's head rolled to the ground like a watermelon.



"Clean the battlefield! Clean out those tunnels!"

"Watch out, little devil!!"

The battle outside has ended, and the soldiers are gradually clearing away the remaining enemies. At this moment, a dozen little Japanese people suddenly walked out of a tunnel with their hands raised.

"Squad leader, did this Japs really surrender?"

The squad leader did not speak, but pointed the submachine gun in his hand at the gang of little devils. The surrounding soldiers also raised their guns and pointed at them warily. The Japanese had always been cunning, and they had faked surrender and perished together more than once or twice.

These Japanese soldiers were naked from the waist up and had plaster flags tied on their foreheads. Their actions seemed self-evident, but their ferocious eyes definitely did not mean they wanted to surrender.

Sure enough, the three or four little Japs walking at the back quietly touched the grenade behind them. The squad leader's eyes narrowed and he pulled the trigger without any explanation.

"Bahhhhhhh...!"

"Puff puff!"

The surrounding soldiers also fired at the little devil, immediately beating these bastards who wanted to die together into a sieve.

"Be a bitch, I know they are going to play dirty tricks!"

The squad leader cursed loudly and unhappily reloaded the magazine and hit the little Japanese on the ground again.

"My eyes are sharp! These bitches have no moral integrity. If they do this again, they will be killed immediately!" The squad leader yelled at his subordinates angrily, and he almost fell into their trap just now.

Some Japanese are not afraid of death, but there are also some who don't want to die. It's just that the behavior of the Japanese gang just now has deeply stimulated the hearts of the soldiers.

You don’t talk about martial ethics, right? good! Then say nothing.

"Yamiro! I surrender."

A Japanese whose legs were blown off raised his hands and shouted in horror to the soldiers of the Sichuan Army, but no one paid attention to his jabbering screams. The only answer to him was the cold bayonet and endless anger.

There were still many wounded Japanese soldiers on the battlefield, and they all became the target of everyone's anger. There was no mercy in the eyes of the soldiers. Bullets and bayonets greeted each one, and they all wanted to pick up the dead and kill them again.

There were dozens of surviving Japanese soldiers left in the tunnel under the main castle. They could not overcome their fear of death, so they raised their white cloths and knelt on the ground to survive.

Such a large batch of captured soldiers did not dare to make their own decisions. Several platoon leaders present just asked the soldiers to take care of these little devils, and then hurried to the regiment leader to report the situation.

At this time, Long Wenwen came over with a submachine gun and looked among the prisoners one by one, as if he was looking for someone. While searching, he yelled and cursed: "Where's Takeuchi? Has anyone seen a colonel? I'm going to chop him alive!"

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