As the saying goes, a cannon is worth ten thousand taels of gold when it fires. In just ten minutes, tens of thousands of tons of shells fell on the Japanese army, and the firepower continued. There is no force in the country that can carry out such a large-scale sustained artillery attack, so the wealthy Americans and the systematically supported Liao Mingyu don't feel bad.
The shelling lasted for half an hour. There was hardly a complete house balcony visible in the entire city of Myitkyina. All the buildings were turned into rubble, and countless bodies were buried deep underneath.
Many Japanese soldiers whose arms and legs were broken by the bombing fell in the wreckage and kept wailing, but no one could save them at this moment. It was like the end of the world, and there seemed to be a breath of despair in the air.
Just as the shelling stopped, the armored units had already begun to take action. The New 38th Division Tank Regiment under Sun Liren had even more armor than Liao Mingyu. They were also the first unit to rush into Myitkyina.
The sound of gunfire is still echoing in the city, and there are still many figures in the ruins who are still resisting. The little devils are like cockroaches that cannot be killed. No matter how terrifying and invincible firepower you have, they can always survive in the cracks.
Some people hid in the tunnel fortress and escaped for a while. When the enemy troops entered the city, they immediately came out to fight back. However, some desperate Japanese soldiers... silently pointed their guns at their own heads.
At present, it is meaningless for the Japanese army to defend or not. They are just making a last-ditch struggle to maintain the so-called dignity and glory. In particular, some radical grassroots officers are trying their best to encourage the soldiers to die with the enemy. .
However, this behavior is destined to be useless. At around 9 a.m., the 38th Division of the Indian Army passed the long river in the north. Thirteen Shermans of the tank regiment rushed into Myitkyina at the fastest speed. The 112th and 132nd Infantry Regiments quickly Following up, the troops pointed directly at the last line of defense in the northern part of the Japanese army.
Then the New 22nd Division and the Mai Detachment also assisted the attack from the flanks, ruthlessly crushing the Japanese army with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai.
The two main regiments of the Honorable Third Division followed closely behind. Almost at the same time that the Indian troops invaded the city, Yuan Li's armored battalion also broke through the Japanese positions. The gate defense line deployed by the little devils hardly played any blocking role.
To the east...Yu Xiaoqing personally went to the front line to command his Yu division to take the lead. Zhang Lixian, He Shuguang and others led their respective troops to take the lead and rushed towards the target.
At around 10:15, the Japanese outer defense line in the urban area collapsed. The few remaining Japanese retreated to the central area and used tunnels and some fortresses to continue their stubborn resistance.
Buzz…!
The roar of fighter jet engines streaked across the sky, and heavy bombs were dropped at the same time, blowing all the Japanese soldiers hiding in the ruins into pulp.
Tank guns and vehicle-mounted machine guns fired relentlessly at each other's faces, leaving no chance for the other side to resist. Except for those desperadoes carrying explosive bags to carry out suicide attacks, they were basically unable to stop the advancement of the various armies.
"Reporting to your Excellency, Commander, communication with the Fifth Battalion has been interrupted. Less than two hundred people from the Ninth Battalion have retreated. Lieutenant Commander Kenji is in pieces, and all his soldiers have been killed."
"The 139th Wing has retreated to the west entrance. Yamaguchi Colonel was seriously injured by an enemy plane. Chief of Staff Sasaki died of his injuries. The enemy forward is less than two blocks away from us."
"Major Yoshino has led the suicide squad to the front..."
The fatal battle reports were sent to the city defense commander Okazaki Seisaburo one by one, but he closed his eyes and turned a blind eye, sitting quietly on the cloth mat with a dazed expression.
The dust above the head continued to fall, and the reinforced concrete walls were shaking, as if they would collapse at any time.
There were only a few people left in the headquarters, and those who could move had basically been sent out. There was only one adjutant left beside the dignified lieutenant general commander, and even the telegraph soldiers were risking their lives with explosive packs.
Okazaki Seisaburo slowly raised his head. When he saw the sun flag hanging on the wall and the four characters "Martial Arts Prosperity" on the top, he felt calm in his heart.
Pulling out the katana in front of him, Okazaki narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the glowing white blade, and asked casually: "Is everything arranged?"
Adjutant Saito immediately replied respectfully: "Hey, don't worry, everything has been prepared. All alliance flags and important documents have been destroyed. In five minutes, we will launch the final attack!"
"Yoshi, the cherry blossoms are about to bloom to their last glory, Saito-kun, please!"
"Your Excellency Commander..."
Okazaki laughed at himself and raised his hand to stop Saito's words. He knew very well that reaching this point would lead to death. Instead of rushing out and being beaten to pieces by machine gun shells, or being tortured by the Chinese after being captured, he would rather It would be better to commit suicide and die a more dignified death.
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, various armies basically completed the cleaning of the city. In the face of extremely superior forces, those little Japs who stubbornly resisted and refused to surrender became rotten meat on the ground. Their figures were no longer visible in the devastated ruins. Broken limbs and blood stains were scattered on the ground.
"Platoon commander, look! There is a Japanese stronghold ahead!"
A group of soldiers stationed in India wearing M1 helmets and holding Springfield rifles and Thomsons just turned the corner and saw a three-story cement building directly in front of them, with many Japanese plaster flags planted on it. Although one-third of the floor was shattered by shells, the main body still stood in place.
"Hey, dear, we may have found the little devil's headquarters, haha! Old Sun, take squad three up to find out!"
The leading second lieutenant smiled broadly and kept repeating that he was lucky. If he went in and captured a few Japanese officials, he would make a fortune.
Four or five soldiers immediately took the lead, followed by a few others. Under the leadership of the squad leader, they quickly moved towards the watchtower. There was an open space in front of them. Just as they moved through the bunker towards the door, a burst of gunfire suddenly came through.
"Da da da da da!"
Puff puff puff... The soldiers who ran the fastest were beaten into sieves and killed on the spot. Before the others could escape, two rifle grenades exploded around them. The ten-man infantry squad was instantly wiped out, and the platoon not far away was wiped out. Looking at it makes one's liver and gallbladder burst.
"There are enemies upstairs!"
"Look clearly, there are two heavy machine guns, both in the south corner of the third floor!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Da da da da da...!"
I thought that the Japanese army had not much resistance left, but unexpectedly, black gun muzzles suddenly poked out of the wall holes, and they started shooting at them without any explanation.
"Don't get together! Find cover!" The platoon leader quickly fired at the roof of the building and told his men to spread out and take cover.
The bullets hit the wall with a bang, and the soldiers hurriedly took cover. In the chaos, many people were hit and fell in a pool of blood.
"Hide well and wait for backup!" the platoon leader shouted at the top of his lungs, leaning against the wall.
He only had these 20 or so people in his hand, and he had no heavy weapons. Moreover, the little Japs had the upper hand and had an advantage. There was an open space in front of them. If they wanted to charge, they would become a living target for the opponent.
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