My own war game

Chapter 266: Red Dragon Spits Flame
"You...what do you want me to do?" Sergeant Gu Wu asked in a trembling voice. His psychological defenses were almost broken at this moment.

"My subordinates and I came from North China. Many of us are not well fed and want to take a little more food. This doesn't seem to be a difficult thing for you, right?" He Chi patted the sergeant's shoulder and continued.

"You want to steal supplies?!" Sergeant Gu Wu knew that there was a small-scale underground supply transaction within the army, but he did not expect the other party to be so bold.

"Don't be like this, Gu Wu-san, aren't we doing the same job?" the other party said indifferently, and then signaled to the soldier next to him. The private who had been timid before came up and skillfully stuffed a small thing into Sergeant Gu Wu's hand.

Sergeant Gu Wu was surprised to find that what he had in his hand was actually a colorful sea pearl. Since his mother was once a female diner, he knew the value of this pearl very well.

As long as he accepts it, at least this year his parents and younger siblings won't have to work so hard, and they won't have to continue fishing in the dangerous sea.

Thinking about his poor family, Gu Wu gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind, "What should I do?"

"Smart!" He Chi snapped his fingers. "I like talking to smart people, but I won't embarrass them."

"Don't lock the door when you leave tonight. When it is your men's turn to stand guard, please disappear for 5 minutes. What happens after that has nothing to do with you." The other party said experiencedly.

"Too much supplies are lost. The commander will check it out!" Sergeant Gu Wu reminded.

"It's okay. In such bad weather, isn't it normal for supplies to get moldy and suffer some losses?" The person on the other side chuckled, and it was obviously not the first time he had done such a thing.

"Okay, just this time." Gu Wu nodded with a gloomy face.

"Oh, by the way, there is a lot of water in our camp. Lend me this and I will return it all in the evening." He Chi pointed to the water pump beside him and took the thing away without waiting for Gu Wu's consent.

That night, Gu Wu unlocked the door of the warehouse and took the guard away, saying he wanted to "give a lecture"

"It's only five minutes. Not much is lost. The commander won't notice it." Sergeant Gu Wu was still comforting himself until he heard a certain voice.

Hua Hua Hua~~~~
"Hmm? The sound of water? How could there be the sound of water?" The sergeant looked at the clear starry sky suspiciously, then he couldn't resist his curiosity and walked towards the warehouse. After taking a few steps, a pungent smell hit his face.

"It's gasoline?! Why is it here?"

The liquid that had turned into a small river on the ground was not water at all, but a large amount of fuel flowing along the ground, and then smoothly entered the low-lying food warehouse through the open door.

"Upstream" of the stream, a water pump was humming, and a hole was broken in the fuel tank higher up.

A terrifying thought arose in Gu Wu's mind, and he turned around and shouted, "Someone come! There's someone here..."

call! ! ! ! !
A huge fire started upstream, and a line of fire quickly rushed down along the trace of gasoline and plunged into the warehouse full of food!
The fire raged, and more than a dozen warehouses storing food for 20,000 people were instantly surrounded by flames. The camp became extremely chaotic, with soldiers running everywhere.

When Momotake Haruyoshi came out of his tent, all he saw was rising flames, burning everything in front of him like a red dragon.

Boom!!!! In the flames, the oil depot began to explode, and burning sparks kept falling from the sky.

"It's over! The Empire's Guadalcanal strategy is completely over!" This was what Haruyoshi Momotake was thinking at the time.
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In early October 1942, a fire broke out at the Japanese military base on Guadalcanal. The fuel stored in the base was pumped out by undercover American personnel using water pumps, and ignited a large amount of stored food in the supply warehouse.

The fire not only caused casualties, but also destroyed half of the Japanese army’s supplies, especially food, which caused heavy losses.

This caused the already tight supply lines of the Japanese army to collapse directly. The soldiers had to endure rice balls mixed with sand and smelling of gasoline. At the same time, due to long-term lack of vitamins, a large number of Japanese soldiers suffered from night blindness, beriberi and malaria, and some were even disabled.

Haruyoshi Momotake had no choice but to launch a forced attack, but was killed in large numbers by the well-rested American troops. After that, he had no choice but to go on the defensive.

As of February 1943, more than 2 soldiers under Haruyoshi Momotake had died of starvation and disease, far more than the number of Japanese soldiers who died on the battlefield, and this battle became a nightmare that haunted him for the rest of his life.

In 1947, Harukichi Momotake died in a Japanese war criminal prison. Before his death, he kept muttering "Red Dragon... Fire... Such a big fire..."

In the spring of 1943, the Japanese army withdrew from the Guadalcanal area in desperation, and the entire Guadalcanal Campaign ended. The US-Australian coalition forces gained absolute advantage in the Solomon region.

But the US military's greater gains were in politics.

After this battle, the New Japan National Army officially entered the international stage. It not only became a banner of the anti-Japanese military government in the Asia-Pacific region, but also gained a stable number of troops. In order to avoid Executive Order No. 9066 and protect their private property, some Americans of Japanese descent chose to join the New Japan National Army.

By the end of 1943, this force, which was regarded by the outside world as a vassal of the US military, had expanded to 6800 people, with five regiments under its jurisdiction, becoming an armed force capable of fighting independently.

Knowing full well that they were regarded as traitors in Japan and that they would be in danger of death if captured, the soldiers of the New Japan National Army showed extremely tenacious fighting will on the battlefield. They once refused to surrender even when surrounded by enemies that outnumbered them by several times, and finally cooperated with reinforcements to kill the enemy.

In the same year, a series of trading companies with names that strongly resemble Osaka began to spring up in various parts of Southeast Asia.

They are generally small in scale, usually with only five or six people, but with sufficient funds and smart managers, they quickly take root in various places.

In reality, these trading companies were hiding places for Osaka intelligence personnel under Iikuni Kojiro, and the code name of their organization was "Straw".

As for why it was called such a strange name, Kojiro simply explained, "This is what that adult meant."

In April 1943, due to their outstanding performance, a series of senior commanders in the Guadalcanal Campaign were promoted. Even John F. Kennedy, who was just a supporting role, got a promotion of two levels. However, after returning home, he immediately expressed his desire to go into politics.

In August 1944, his brother Joseph Patrick Kennedy Jr. died on the German battlefield. From then on, all the family's political resources began to tilt towards him, and John Kennedy's political career began to enter the fast lane.

In June 1943, President Roosevelt personally awarded medals to those who had made contributions in this war on the White House lawn, but as expected, a recipient of the Silver Star Medal disappeared again.

(End of this chapter)