My own war game

Chapter 262: Counter-Guerrilla Warfare
In the early morning light, the US military base suddenly became chaotic.

"Commander, something happened! Come with me!" Jima pushed open He Chi's tent in a panic, pulled him up and walked out.

He Chi was dragged to the clinic by Jima at a trot. As soon as he opened the door curtain, a strong smell of blood hit him in the face.

"Ah! Damn it!! Damn it!! My hand!! My hand!!!" A major with half of his body covered in blood groaned loudly on a stretcher. His facial features were twisted in pain, making him look very scary.

"Joey Rockwell? Why is this happening?" He Chi then discovered that the other party was actually a major commander under Edson, and he was the one who led the team to complete the recent harassment missions.

He Chi walked over quickly and held down the major who was already a little abnormal, but at this time the injured person opposite could no longer communicate normally.

He Chi reached out his hand to stop the medical soldier beside him and shouted

"Get some people to hold him down! Change my surgical gown and prepare the morphine!"

"A large unit of anesthesia! Disinfection of scalpels and hemostats!"

"What are you all standing there for? Get moving!"

Seeing someone take the initiative to take command, these rookies who were frightened by the sudden incident finally restored order and everyone began to perform their duties.

Unknowingly, He Chi had established enough prestige among these American soldiers.

Major Rockwell slowly regained his composure with the help of anesthetics, and He Chi began the operation in the white curtain surrounding him.

Jima stood on tiptoe outside and kept looking inside. Soon a group of American military officers stood around her, all of them anxiously paying attention to the situation inside.

When Major General Vandergrift came in, He Chi was walking out with his blood-stained gloves held high.

"Observe for a week and pay attention to the use of penicillin. If there is no infection, his life will not be in danger." This was the first sentence He Chi said, but then he changed the subject and said, "But all the fingers on his right hand are necrotic and have to be amputated. He may not be able to work in the future."

Everyone, including the major general, fell silent. A soldier who lost his right hand that could shoot would have many inconveniences in his future life. Major Rockwell's future might be completely bleak.

Major General Vandergrift quietly pulled He Chi aside and asked, "He, when will Joey wake up?"

He understood what the other party meant. "If everything goes well, he should be able to wake up tonight. Do you want to talk to him?"

The major general nodded. "Yes, Joey took away a platoon, but only two of them retreated. The other one didn't even make it until you arrived. We need to know what they encountered."

"Okay, I'll see if I can do anything." He Chi sighed, "But you have to be prepared for not being able to communicate. God knows what kind of mental state Joey will be in after he knows the condition of his hand."

"It depends on your luck." Major General Vandergrift shook his head and walked out of the tent.

Major Rockwell woke up around eight o'clock in the evening. Surprisingly, when he learned that his right hand was disabled, the major only seemed a little panicked at first, but then he quickly calmed down.

"Sorry, Joey, I know you need to rest at this time, but we need to know what happened." The major general sat next to Major Rockwell with an apologetic look.

"Sir, there is no need to be like this. My godfather once told me, 'Don't complain about not having shoes, because some people don't even have feet.' Perhaps I am much luckier than my dead companions." The major then began to tell his own experience.

"Our attack started off very smoothly, just like when Colonel He He led us, we killed three sentries in a day and destroyed a small clean water storage site."

"But since the day before yesterday, the Japanese have dug a lot of strange trenches in the military camp. These trenches are close to nearby water sources and connected to various parts of the camp. Whenever there is a fire, the Japanese soldiers will go along the trenches to get water. It is difficult for us to cause harm to these Japanese."

"They also put up barbed wire, blocked most of the roads leading to the camp and divided it into separate areas."

"Small wooden buildings have been newly built around the camp at regular intervals. The entire camp is separated by these buildings. Soldiers are on duty 24 hours a day, so it's hard for our people to get a chance."

Hearing the major's description, Hechi had a sense of déjà vu. He muttered softly, "trench warfare, blockade-style defense, those small wooden buildings are... simplified versions of artillery towers?"

"He, what did you say?" Major General Vandergrift asked from the side.

"No, nothing, I just remembered some things from the past. Please continue." He Chi shook his head and turned his gaze back to Rockwell.

"We didn't find an opportunity and were planning to evacuate, but when we were about to leave, we discovered that the Japanese were building a large warehouse, and it was quite close to us..." the major said softly.

He Chida continued the other party's conversation, "You found that the defense of this warehouse was very lax, and you were planning to do something big before leaving, and then you were ambushed?"

"Yes," the major was lost in his memories of that time, "When we rushed over, we found that there were explosives buried inside. My hand was blown off at that time. Some soldiers were killed on the spot, and the remaining unconscious ones were stabbed with bayonets..."

"I understand." He Chi took a deep breath and stood up. "The Japanese army should have received reinforcements, and the one in charge is definitely not Kawaguchi Masahisa."

"why?"

"General, I am Chinese. This anti-guerrilla tactic is often used by the Japanese army in North China. They use trenches, barbed wire and fixed small bunkers to divide the territory, not giving the guerrillas the opportunity to move flexibly. At the same time, the Japanese army will use some camouflaged targets to lure the guerrillas into the trap."

"This tactic requires a lot of manpower to push forward, and it is definitely not something that Kawaguchi Masahisa's few thousand remaining troops can do, so the Japanese must have received a lot of reinforcements."

"Also, this method of warfare is only spread among officers in the East Asian battlefield. Currently, there is only one senior commander in the 17th Army who meets the requirements."

He Chi uttered a name, "17th Army Commander Harukichi Momotake, he went to the island in person."

"This guy?" He Chi's analysis surprised Major General Vandergrift. He turned around and prepared to leave. "I will send a telegram to the Pacific Command for confirmation immediately."

"Probably not," He Chi stopped the major general and said, "If it really is that guy, maybe he should take action right away."

Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!

Just as He Chi finished speaking, there was a sound of artillery fire outside, followed by the sound of mortar shells exploding in the military camp.

(End of this chapter)