Under the pre-war mobilization of Aikawa Japs. The Japanese who had been completely defeated once again found their confidence.
They quickly set up defenses behind the few machine gun bunkers in the port, and even dozens of people crowded behind a bunker less than six meters long.
It's just stupid to gather together on such a large scale.
But they also felt that such a dense force would be a deterrent to their enemies.
Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Japanese Marine Corps is called a third-rate force.
Their combat effectiveness is limited to dealing with some unarmed fishermen. Fighting against elite troops like the 88th Division and the 87th Division, they are just a bunch of weaklings.
But they have no self-awareness at all, and still think that they are untimely. I think the Marine Corps got a big advantage after they severely damaged the 87th and 88th Divisions.
And especially radicals like the Aikawa Japanese, they have always believed that allowing them to garrison coastal areas where there are no enemies is simply overkill.
Aikawa Japanese soldier stepped on the sandbag and watched with a telescope. He wanted to watch his enemy walk into his ambush step by step.
Because the entire port, except for his location, which has a large number of solid bunkers piled with sandbags, is all open space.
Under such favorable terrain, as long as he has a heavy machine gun, it is enough to withstand the attack of a reinforced enemy regiment.
The only unfavorable condition was the rows of port warehouses arranged north and south a hundred meters away, which blocked the approaching car.
The disappearance of the lights made Aikawa Japanese a little anxious. He even hated the rows of warehouses in front of him.
"idiot!"
Aikawa Jaiko muttered to himself angrily, but had to continue waiting anxiously.
One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds, four seconds,...
Thirty seconds, forty seconds,...one minute, two minutes,...
"Baga, did the Chinese escape?"
Aikawa Japanese was very angry and ordered: "You guys go and see! Are the Chinese people escaping?"
Aikawa waved his hand, and a dozen Japanese soldiers crept out of the bunker. Then they held their guns and bowed their bodies, searching forward like shrimps.
They pretended to be well-trained, but some Japanese soldiers didn't even turn on the safety of their guns.
They may have forgotten that after all, the Japanese will not turn on the safety before seeing the enemy. They were afraid of accidentally injuring one of their own. What's more, Major Aikawa's order was sudden.
rustle! rustle! ...
Suddenly there were footsteps, and they were very loud. The sound was so loud that the Japanese panicked.
They nervously pulled the bolts of their guns towards the north warehouse where the footsteps came from, preparing to enter shooting mode. But on the other side where the footsteps came from, seven or eight guns were already aimed at them.
The sound of footsteps is to attract the attention of the Japanese. The real trump card is the several dark shadows lurking in the warehouse on the south side.
So the Marine Corps' devils are really not that good. In addition to gathering in a group when setting up defenses, this reconnaissance team is also like a fool.
There were obvious footsteps from the warehouse on the north side, but they didn't realize that this might be the enemy's strategy.
They were still pulling the gun bolt towards the north side, but they didn't expect that their enemy had already pulled the trigger behind the warehouse on the south side.
chug! Chuchuchu!
The little Japs didn't even have time to react before they were all beaten into briquettes. More than a dozen Japs fell in front of Aikawa.
Aikawa was stunned and shouted loudly to shoot.
The little devil aimed at the open space and the warehouse on the south side and shot randomly.
The Japanese didn't see anyone at all, they just saw one of their own dead, so they shot in retaliation.
At this time, Duanwu was hiding behind the gable of the first row of warehouses on the north side of the warehouse and smiled to himself.
He felt that he really looked down upon these devils. If I had known they were so stupid, I would have just driven over.
But it doesn't matter, these devils are going to die anyway, it's just a matter of how they die.
Six Type 89 grenade launchers were ready to fire at the Japs' machine gun positions and bunkers.
The little Japanese's bunkers are all open-air, and the Type 91 grenades they make are fragmentation grenades.
bring it on! Dozens of grenades were fired at him, but the little devil still looked confused. They didn't even know where the grenade was thrown from.
This is the true level of the Imp Marine Corps. They may be slightly more powerful than the security group, but they absolutely cannot defeat any regular army.
"Fire, fire back!"
Major Aikawa ordered the artillery to return fire, but the artillery company did not know where the opponent was.
The grenade used in the Dragon Boat Festival was a Type 91 grenade, and the trajectory could not be seen at all at night.
So bombardment, where is the bombardment? Just wait to be bombarded by the enemy!
The little Japanese artilleryman was killed in despair, and Major Aikawa had no choice but to order a retreat.
But hasty retreat is a taboo for military strategists.
He gave his back to Duanwu, and Duanwu accepted it unceremoniously.
"Brothers, come to me, I won't leave a single enemy behind!"
At the Dragon Boat Festival, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, like tigers and wolves, more than twenty of them, chased and beat more than a hundred Japanese. The prisoners of war who looked at the First Fleet were all stunned.
In their eyes, the little devil is fierce and invincible. But in the eyes of the independent group, the little devil is just meat served to the mouth.
On the trestle, dozens of corpses of little Japanese were left. Aikawa Jaizi took seventy or eighty people and fled back to the dock in embarrassment.
"Akiyama-kun, hurry up and sail the boat, hurry up and sail the boat."
Major Aikawa shouted in a panic. And the old engineer Akiyama is still waiting for good news from Aikawa.
He had just heard Aikawa swear that he was going to eliminate a group of Chinese rats! But I didn’t want to be beaten back so soon.
The old devil Akiyama thought something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Aikawa?"
"The Chinese army is coming from outside, and they are so densely packed that I don't know how many people there are. My first team and my second team suffered heavy losses in less than ten minutes. We must escape to the sea and wait for reinforcements."
Aikawa said exaggeratedly, but in fact there were only twenty-two people in the main force of the Dragon Boat Festival.
But the old devil Akiyama believed it, but he needed time.
The repaired Izumo is still in the dock. Waiting for the ribbon-cutting tomorrow to go into the sea.
So, if they want to move the boat away, they have to fill it with water.
"Aikawa-kun, you must give me an hour to fill the water. In one hour, we will sail!"
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Major Aikawa was speechless. Will they still have a chance to board the ship after an hour? By then, they may have been reduced to cold corpses! ...
