My own war game

Chapter 246 Traitor Says
"He, did you ask those Japanese to prepare for battle?" Major General Vandergrift walked into He Chi's tent and found that he was also checking the weapons in his hands.

"That's right, on the west side of the river. I told Edson that there is a small position for them." As He Chi spoke, he tied detonators and explosives together and put them aside.

Major General Vandergrift hesitated for a moment, then decided to speak directly. "He, they surrendered after all. Aren't you worried that they will defect? ​​Even if they don't run away, can they raise their guns against their compatriots?"

"Escape?" He Chi smiled and said, "Don't worry about that. I asked the two heavy machine gun positions at the back to keep an eye on them. As for the combat awareness of these people, there is no doubt about it."

He Chi paused and continued, "In East Asia, traitors of their own nation are often more cruel to their compatriots than to their enemies, because only in this way can they forget the past and prove their worth to their masters."

"Well... okay then." The major general thought about it and felt that the number of Japanese surrendered soldiers was not large, and any situation that really occurred would be within the controllable range, so he nodded and agreed to this plan.

Then the major general saw He Chi pull out a Browning M1918 from under the bed, and a large number of grenades rolled out.

"He, don't you want to rush to the front yourself? This is totally unnecessary." The major general persuaded politely.

“Normally, it’s not necessary.”

He Chi took out the magazine and loaded the bullets one by one, then said grimly, "But I have some personal grudges against that leader."
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That night, the Japanese landing site was 5 kilometers away.

"Colonel, please think twice. The reconnaissance team has encountered the American army and 30 people died. For the safety of the entire army, please reconsider it. I'm counting on you!" Captain Mitsumichi Murata, the adjutant of the detachment, bowed deeply.

"Murata-san, this is too embarrassing! You are so cowardly. Where is the might of the Imperial Japanese Army?!" Imaki Kiyonao scolded, holding his command knife.

"Colonel, the number of enemies is unknown. Even if there are only 3000 of them, that is several times our number. It's dark..." Murata Mitsumichi still wanted to try harder.

"What we want is darkness. Night fighting is the tradition of our Imperial Japanese Army. The U.S. military would never expect that we would launch an attack at night. This time I will follow Lord Nobunaga's example and win with a surprise attack!" Imaki Kiyonao said aggressively.

I forgot to mention that Colonel Ikki was a loyal supporter of the Sixth Heaven Demon King Oda Nobunaga. Maybe he was still thinking about replicating the "surprise attack on Okehazama" at this time. If the military rations were not too scarce, a "Shibata broken bottle" would also be fine.

However, he was an officer who had experienced battles after all, so he made some arrangements for his rear.

"Murata-san, you will lead a reinforced squadron to stay here and guard the landing point. If there are any other situations, you can deal with them on your own."

Seeing that his superior at least did not go all the way to the end, Murata Mitsumichi was slightly relieved. "Then I will guard the rear road here. If the situation changes, please come closer to me. I will bring people to support you."

"Well, I will make the decision myself." Yi Mu Qing Zhi nodded, thinking that he had finally gotten rid of this talkative guy.

Then Colonel Ikki waved his sword and said, "All soldiers, follow me to the airport!"

Unlike Major General Vandergrift, Colonel Ichiki had a detailed local map because Guadalcanal was first occupied by the Japanese. Under his leadership, about 800 Japanese army soldiers passed through the woods and attacked the airport occupied by the US military.

At 19:20 on the th, the Yimu Detachment arrived near the Yiru River, about one kilometer away from the airport.

"Everyone put on bayonets! Get ready for a hand-to-hand fight!" Colonel Ikki shouted.

In his understanding, the morale of the "weak" American troops who only rely on hot weapons will definitely collapse quickly once they are attacked at close range by swords in a surprise attack.

"Charge!!" Colonel Ikki waved his command sword, and his soldiers were divided into four teams and began to charge to the other side - they were preparing to cross the river.

Woo!!! A green flare rose into the sky, and more than a hundred Japanese soldiers at the front, holding Type 38 rifles and bayonets, shouted "Board!!!" and trotted over to the other side!
Woo!!! Woo!!! Woo!!! Woo!!! Woo!!! More flares were launched on the other side, lighting up the area near the Yilu River like day.

Light machine guns, heavy machine guns, rapid-fire cannons! Small caliber, large caliber, armored vehicles! The Americans pulled up all the firepower they could.

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!!!!!! Puff Puff Puff!!!!!! Boom!!!!!! Soldiers who can't move fast or lie down in the water are perfect targets!
The Japanese soldiers charging in the front fell down like wheat being cut, while on the slightly shallower side in the south, another small Japanese unit finally rushed to the other side from the shallows, only to find a large area of ​​barbed wire in front of them, like a nightmare.

After all, they were old Japanese soldiers who had fought in the East Asian battlefield for five or six years. After a moment of distraction, they began to use tools to cut the barbed wire. As a result, the cans hanging on the barbed wire began to clang.

Swish!!! Two strong lights shone in this direction, and the sound of a gun bolt being pulled came from the other side.

"For the future of Japan! Kill them!!!"

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!
Several machine guns formed cross fire on the opposite side, reaping the lives of the attacking Japanese troops. Under the illumination of the searchlight, blood splattered in front of the barbed wire, making the wire slippery and dripping from it continuously.

However, it was not just the fierce firepower that hit the Japanese army. The crisp sound of machine guns from the 11th year of Taisho and the tactical slogans with Kyushu accents on the opposite side fully demonstrated that the people shooting at them were also Japanese.

Some of their own people surrendered to the US military? ! !
how can that be possible? !

The blow to the Japanese soldiers who were obsessed with Bushido was more powerful than heavy artillery, so much so that the charging troops suddenly became panic-stricken and even slowed down the speed of cutting the barbed wire.

And at this time, another accident happened.

Right under Iikuni Kojiro's nose, three usually silent soldiers suddenly stood up and ran to the opposite side, shouting as they ran.
"Run! This is an American trap!"

"We're back! Let us through!"

"Kasan! Kasan!!" (Japanese: Mom)
These three soldiers seemed to have been planning this for a long time, and they chose to defect when the battlefield was at its most chaotic.

It seems that Kojiro's subordinates are not united. These Japanese surrendered soldiers who were forced to brainwash on a daily basis began to lose morale when they saw someone defecting.

Iikuni Kojiro was sweating profusely, he knew the current situation very well. If the more than 30 of his men were to rebel together, they would not pose any threat to the US military. But if they were identified as planning to turn against the US, the machine gun positions on both sides behind them would shoot them all down in an instant.

In a hurry, Kojiro pulled out the command knife he usually used for show and kept waving it in his hand, intending to immediately execute "military law" if anyone jumped out again.

But someone helped him in an unexpected way.

BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!
The Japanese position saw someone rushing over and opened fire in the dark for unknown reasons.

The sound of Type 38 rifles was heard, several flashes of fire were seen in the distance, and the three Japanese soldiers who were about to return to the army were each hit by several bullets and fell in the mud by the river with disbelief in their eyes.

Before he died, the youngest soldier's lips were still moving, silently repeating "Kasan...Kasan..."

Opportunity! Success or failure depends on this one move!
Kojiro suddenly stood up from his position, waving his sword and shouting hysterically.

"See! They just want to kill us! No one cares about us!"

"Don't fantasize about it. There's no way back anymore! If we want to survive, we can only rely on ourselves!"

"If you want to live, pick up your guns! Prove your loyalty to Master He Chi!"

"The New Japanese National Army is ready! Everyone, draw your bayonets! We will fight to the death!"

"For New Japan! For survival! Charge!!!"

(End of this chapter)