My own war game

Chapter 247 Madness and Destruction

"Half a year!!!" Under the leadership of Iikuni Kojiro, all members of the "New Japan National Construction Army" who were forced into a desperate situation rushed out of their positions and rushed towards the remnants of the Ikki Detachment on the opposite side with bayonets.

The captain of the opposite squadron, Yamashita, had his eyes red from the huge casualties. Now he discovered that the traitors of the opposite empire actually dared to attack them in hand-to-hand combat. The flames of anger instantly burned his rationality away.

Captain Yamashita stripped off his blood-stained uniform, wielded his saber with his bare upper body, and said, "Hand-to-hand combat! Charge!!!"

The two sides instantly engaged in a fight!
The scale of this hand-to-hand combat was quite small, with the total number of people on both sides less than a hundred, but the scene was extremely tragic.

"Hei Ka! Onboard!!"

"Kill them! To survive!"

Both sides spoke the same language, shouted the same commands, used the same tactical moves and assassination techniques, and intended to kill each other in a small space.

In terms of individual soldier quality, one side was the elite drawn from the Kwantung Army, and the other side was the surviving veterans of the Type A Division and the Marine Corps. Although they were equal in number, they were evenly matched. At the first encounter, almost an entire squad on each side was killed.

It is now a fight to the death. Unless one side is completely defeated, there is no way that both sides will stop.

Bayonets, fists, teeth, all of these became weapons. People from both sides roared and rolled in the night. The screams of the dying continued to resound through the night sky, and blood slowly flowed along the path towards the Yilu River.

The expression on Kojiro's face now was very strange. He had the frustration of a miser who had lost his property, and at the same time, the inexplicable excitement of a gambler before opening the dice cup.

He has lost one third of his men, and he doesn't know how many are left. Maybe he will be left alone in the end. But it's all worth it. As long as he survives this battle, he will not just be a second-hand vendor. His status in the hearts of Americans and in He Chi's heart will also rise.

This is a ladder that can reach heaven, but it needs the blood of compatriots to build it.

Thinking of this, Kojiro pulled out his command sword, shouted, and rushed into the battle group with the sword raised.

what! ! ! ! ! !

Bang! ...
A burst of gunfire rang out from the rear position, and the toughest veterans of the Japanese army fell to the ground immediately, and the commander Captain Yamashita was shot in the head. In the dark, there was someone with such accurate shooting skills. Kojiro knew that only that adult had this ability.

The balance of power was broken and the New Japan National Army began to gain the upper hand.

When Watanabe pulled his bayonet out of the chest of a compatriot, the hand-to-hand combat, which lasted only a few minutes, finally ended.

Nearly half of the New Japan National Army was killed or wounded, but Iikuni Kojiro was filled with ecstasy. He knew that he had passed this hurdle today and that future wealth and honor were beckoning him.

He, Kojiro Fanguo, will become a big man, he will definitely!

After less than half an hour of "fierce fighting", the Ichimu Detachment had suffered nearly two-thirds casualties.

About three hundred soldiers fell on the shore on the way to the charge. The rangers he sent out to cross the beach were sent into the sea by mortars before they could reach the shore. Not only that, the two battalions under Edson made a roundabout way and outflanked the remnants of the Japanese army. In a short while, they would block the gap and complete the encirclement.

There was artillery fire from all directions, and soldiers were lying on the ground groaning everywhere around him. Ikki Qingzhi, who had just dreamed of being a general, looked around in a daze, as if he was in a nightmare that he could not get out of.

"Is this the end of my mission, Ikki Kiyoshi?" This thought came to his mind. Colonel Ikki looked at his sword and the last 200 men around him, preparing to launch a desperate assault and then commit suicide.

Boom boom boom!!! The combined firepower of mortar shells and grenade launchers landed on the junction of the two US battalions, forcing the US troops who were just about to close the encirclement back. Captain Murata Mitsumichi, who stayed on the beach, came up with dozens of people to support.

"Sir, I'm very sorry, Murata is late. Come with us to assault the seaside." Captain Murata grabbed Colonel Ikki who was gesturing at his belly and took the responsibility on himself. In order to take care of the other party's feelings, he even said "retreat" instead of "assault on the seaside."

"You...Murata-san, you take everyone away, I will take responsibility!" Looking at the subordinates whom he had scolded before, Colonel Ikki felt mixed emotions, but he was still gesturing with his command knife, trying to maintain the face of Bushido.

"Colonel, there's no need to do this. We still need your command. Come on! Help the commander, let's retreat!" Captain Murata ordered the soldiers, half-forcing Colonel Ikki to lift up the pillar.

The colonel followed reluctantly.

"He, look! Those dwarf monkeys are trying to run away!" Edson shouted, pointing at the woods in the distance. In order to avoid misunderstanding, he changed the word "yellow monkeys" that he often mentioned.

"Run?" He Chi picked up the telescope and found that the remaining soldiers on the opposite side were shrinking towards the unclosed junction, and they actually showed signs of retreating.

Historically, no senior officers of the Ichimoku Battalion survived, and no one knows why they were all killed in one wave. Now it seems that the enemy troops are not completely ruthless, and at least they can still think of running away when they should.

But whatever the reason, he had no reason to let these guys go.

"Let Iikuni Kojiro come over!" He Chi shouted to the back.

"Sir, I'm here!" After a while, Fankuni Kojiro appeared in front of He Chi. There was blood splattered on his body from somewhere, making his face as a small vendor look a little gloomy.

"Take your people and the loudspeaker and say this..." He Chi gave a few instructions and let Xiaojiro leave.

"Prepare people to defend against the charge from the opposite side." Looking at Kojiro walking away, He Chi gave a simple instruction to Edson beside him.

"Charge?! In this situation?! Are the Japanese crazy?" If it weren't for He Chi's previous performance, Ederson would have thought that the other party was playing a trick on him.

"You'll know when you see it." He Chi did not explain, but picked up the telescope again.

Soon after, bursts of Japanese were heard from the front line.

Kyushu accent, Kansai accent, Hokkaido accent... the content is all about persuading surrender.

"You don't think they will surrender in such an easy way." Edson's tone was full of doubt.

"Fifty dollars, I bet they will come up." He Chi took out a bill from his pocket.

"Okay, I bet they will run away." Edson agreed immediately.

Sure enough, after two rounds of shouting, the remnants of the Japanese army on the opposite side rushed up with howls! The leader was the colonel wielding the command knife.

"Damn! You win again!" Edson took out a crumpled bill from his pocket and slapped it into He Chi's hand.

(End of this chapter)