Chapter 751: The final madness

Style: Historical Author: Brother Aniu’s blue and white feelingsWords: 2290Update Time: 24/01/12 04:11:15
Liangguang was besieged for 35 days, and the city was filled with the smell of death.

The Japs and expats in the city were frantically searching for something to eat. Even the rats were devoured. Many people fell to the ground while walking, and were quickly snatched away by a group of two-legged beasts with green eyes. Let's go, it won't be long before it turns into a pile of bones and thrown out, with rows of teeth marks on them.

Sergeant Kasahara is still alive, but he is no different from dead. Now he dares to eat anything, including the soldiers in his unit who have just starved to death. The city has been closed for 35 days, and all that can survive in the city are wild beasts.

Even so, he was so hungry that he had already fallen out of shape, and his whole body was weak. He lay in the ruins thinking about how to deal with the next meal. The other two soldiers in his unit had already fled from him. His eyes with green light made people look creepy. .

Kasahara still has 17 bullets in his body. He is hiding alone in a ruins. Any creature that passes by will be shot by him. No matter how many legs it has, it will become food in his mouth;

The ruins behind him were full of bones. Even so, he still didn't think about surrendering. No one had time to burn corpses now.

The loudspeaker outside the city sounded again, this time playing "Sakura". The poignant melody made all the two-legged beasts in the city cry.

Kasahara also rarely thought of his family members who were thousands of miles away, and thought of his wife's soft and delicate body...

Kasahara shook his head vigorously to clear away all the distracting thoughts that could affect his will to fight. If he thought too much about these things, he would worry that he would never be able to hold a gun again.

During this period, he would wake up from nightmares every night. He would always dream of the innocent souls of Jinling City demanding his life;

He never believed in ghosts and gods, so he secretly tied a red rope around his wrist. He always felt that the ghosts seeking their lives were getting closer and closer to him...

"I don't want to fight anymore, I want to go home!"

A Japs from the 57th Division suddenly dropped their guns and stumbled out of the city, followed by a dozen Japs who were as lost as him.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."

Before they could take a few steps, a crooked machine gun in the city rang out, sweeping them all to the ground, and then dozens of demons sprang out from the ruins and snatched away their bodies.

Taro Nishiyama, an expatriate student in the ruins, resisted the urge to run out. He secretly warned himself:

"Xishan, don't be impulsive. Only when you are alive can you have hope! I want revenge and kill all these beasts!"

Xishan retreated into the tunnel of his house again. There was a small bag of grain that his mother secretly hid in order to prevent him from starving to death. Now only half of the bag was left, which was enough for him to last ten days. He believed that it would last for ten days. In less than ten days, everyone in the city will die, and then he can surrender to the Chinese!

Only by following the Chinese can he seek revenge from Yuren. It was Yuren's greed that destroyed his family, his father, mother, and sister.

His poor sister Masako was killed by those beasts, and then...

It had been several days since Chinese planes came to bomb, which made Commander Iida very uncomfortable. Being bombed at least showed that someone still paid attention to it.

"Isayama-kun, has that bastard in the temple responded?"

(Terauchi: When I wanted supplies, I called him Terauchi-kun, but now that I can’t wait for supplies, I’m called a bastard.)

"Your Excellency, Commander, the Temple Cabinet has just forwarded the promotion order issued to you by the base camp. You are promoted to General. Congratulations, General."

"Congratulations! This must have been the idea of ​​Senior Private Tojo. He was afraid that I would surrender to the Chinese. This general was willing to pay for my life!"

Iida was not stupid, and he could see the profound meaning of the base camp at a glance. This was equivalent to posthumously conferring him the rank of general in advance. The empire only had generals who died in battle.

"Bagaya road!"

Iida couldn't help but cursed again. He didn't know whether he was scolding Tojo Tojo or Yujin. Anyway, Isayama was going in one ear and out the other. If it wasn't for the glory of the family, he would have wanted to curse Bagaya.

Iida just cursed and vented his dissatisfaction. It was impossible to surrender to him. There was an entire family behind him. After throwing away the distracting thoughts in his heart, he continued to ask Major General Isayama:

"Isayama-kun, how many days can the food supply last? How is the morale of the army?"

Isayama replied without thinking:

"We can still last for three days at most. Food rationing for the expatriates has been stopped. We are now fully committed to protecting the troops."

Iida was silent after hearing this. For tens of thousands of troops, there is no difference between three days and nothing. It is certain that the morale of the troops is unstable.

Just when the two of them were worried about the food problem, Lieutenant General Yamamoto, commander of the Fifth Division, walked in with a gloomy face and said directly to Lieutenant General Iida:

"Iida-kun, the warriors of the Fifth Division are so hungry that they can no longer hold their guns. When will they resupply us with food?"

"Yamamoto-kun, there is no food in the city. See how many meals I can eat and bring it to the warriors to satisfy their hunger!"

It was difficult for Iida, a clever woman, to make a living without rice, so she had no choice but to act helplessly. She only had three days of food left, and it was impossible to give it all to the fifth division.

Seeing how skinny the commander was, Yamamoto shook his head helplessly and said:

"Iida-kun, the Fifth Division of the Flower of the Empire cannot starve to death alive. This will disgrace His Majesty the Emperor. Even if the warriors of the Fifth Division die, they will die on the way to charge!

You give us a day's worth of food so that the warriors can have a full meal. I will lead the warriors to launch a desperate attack on the Chinese;

Either break out, or die on the way to the charge, please! "

After Yamamoto finished speaking, he sighed heavily, and Iida felt sad. This was the fifth division known as the Steel Army. Without food, not to mention the Steel Army, the Golden Steel Army was useless.

Iida was heartbroken and said with a flushed face:

"Wu Benjun, why don't we break out with the whole army!

Isayama-kun, summon Morita-kun and others to a meeting! "

An hour later, the aroma of rice porridge wafted out of the city. The army pots were set up, and the aroma of porridge overflowed.

Kasahara was given a full bowl of thick porridge, but he had no appetite at all, because he knew that this was his last lunch, but he didn't want to die. Not everyone could eat the decapitation meal.

He is just a small sergeant. His life is not in his own hands. Whether he drinks porridge or not, he has to charge until he is killed by the Chinese guns. This is his fate.

Half an hour later, the bugle sounded. This was the call to charge until death!

Sergeant Kasahara tightened the rifle in his hand and prepared to launch the last charge in his life. He poured the bowl of porridge into the ruins. This was his last strength, but also his anger and dissatisfaction.

"Itaiya!"

"Itaiya!"

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"



If you don’t go crazy in silence, you will perish in silence. Faced with destruction, the tens of thousands of devils in Guangguang City chose to go crazy.

Thousands of Japs with floating steps rushed out of the City of Light while shouting slogans they couldn't understand. Their goal was just to die with dignity!

"You damn bitch, I'll help you!"

After receiving the order to fire, machine gunner He Wenbin decisively pulled the trigger of the Browning machine gun in his hand. The 300-round bullet chain ensured his continuous output. Countless bullets sprayed towards the Japanese charging straight up. , he knocked down one piece and bumped into another, he just fired mechanically, and he became numb after killing too many Japanese;

This is not a fight, this is suicide...