Chapter 1059

"Sir! The head of Akino brigade has just been in the position, broken with 50 wounded soldiers! " The chief of staff bowed his head and reported to major general Ishida, who was standing at the entrance of the mountain and looking at the scene of fire and smoke everywhere on the Japanese position: "the Nakamura brigade stationed at the port is coming. If they can prevent the US Army from occupying the field hospital, we can still stabilize our defense line. ￠￡”

"The field airport on the other side of the island should be destroyed as soon as possible..." major general Shitian put down his telescope and said to his subordinates in a very gentle tone: "in addition, all the materials, if they can't be used, will be destroyed immediately. The cave where the food is buried. The soldiers who know the location should all be broken. You should supervise them yourself!"

"Sir! As long as we can hold on to the night, we can take advantage of the US military's weakness in night warfare to counterattack and recapture our positions! " The chief of staff anxiously advised: "we still have a reserve team of more than 2000 people, and we can persist! Please don't give up, sir. "

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"Three, two, one." The Japanese engineers in the harbor are counting down the blasting. Takemoto, holding his rifle in a bunker made of sandbags, looked at the smallest Wharf in the distance. He was lifted into the sky more than ten meters high by explosives, and then broke into pieces and fell on the sea nearby, arousing a huge water column.

"The blasting of pier one is over! Jetty 2 blasting started! " The engineer commander in the distance called out loudly. His men, carrying boxes of tools, ran to the No. 2 Wharf where the holes for embedding explosives had been drilled, and began to fuse the explosives in the No. 2 wharf which had been prepared for a long time.

"We fight with our own hands. The stones piled up there are going to be blown up." Takemoto said to himself that his comrade in arms who carried the stone with him had died in the position, his bloody lower body, and the picture of his comrade in arms praying for him to find his lost foot, which he couldn't forget all the time.

It's a very unpleasant thing to watch the wharf built by myself being easily blown up. Takemoto, holding his rifle, watched as the engineers were busy on the dock, occasionally avoiding the American planes. The anti-aircraft guns in the vicinity were pushed away by the people of Nakamura brigade, which is the only weapon they can use to fight against tanks. Therefore, there is no air defense force at the wharf now, so they can only let us planes wreak havoc.

We are fighting here. Can our hometown really live a better life? Takemoto looked at those friendly engineers and soldiers in the distance who were in a hurry to arrange wires under the interference of American fighter planes. He thought in his heart.

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At the same time, in the rolling mountains of the remote Caucasus, next to a highway. A Soviet guerrilla is lurking behind a clump of weeds, his eyes staring warily at the end of the road in the distance.

A German car came slowly from there. There were four armed guards standing on the car, and two German soldiers sitting in the cockpit of the truck. There are often German cars passing by on this road, but many of them are full of fully armed German soldiers.

From the radio, they heard Stalin's call to all the guerrillas behind the enemy lines of the Soviet Union. The great leader asked them to destroy the enemy's transportation lines to support the front battlefield operations. They gathered all the help they could find and lurked here, hoping to cut off the supply line that was very important to the German army.

Before the German army broke through the oil transportation railway line between Baku and St. Rudolph in the war, this road was an important supply line for the German army in the Caucasus. It was obviously a very good thing for the Soviet Union to make trouble for this supply line.

So the guerrilla slowly pointed his gun at the German car in the distance, and finally pulled the trigger of his gun in a very suitable position.

"Bang!" At the sound of a gun, the German soldier sitting on the main driver covered his chest with the sound of the gun. He screamed and then fell on the steering wheel. The horn of the car was pressed by the dead German army, and the German army on the car immediately became flustered.

Finally, the car overturned on the road, with food and ammunition scattered in the ditch on one side of the road. The German soldiers in the car fell into the ditch with the overturning of the truck, and were soon surrounded by the Soviet guerrillas.

"Bang!" Relying on a truck overturned on the side of the road, a German army fired a gun at a guerrilla wearing ordinary poor clothes. The running guerrilla immediately covered his chest and fell to the ground. The German soldiers hurriedly pulled the bolt and loaded the new bullet. However, he was immediately shot down by the Soviet guerrillas around him and died on his back in the position where he shot.

Just as the German soldier on the car's co driver climbed out of the car, he put his head out of the window and was hit in the head by a bullet. He directly hung on the overturned roof with his hands powerless. Another German soldier in the back of the car was crushed to death by the overturned car. Only his two legs and a pool of blood could be seen on the ground.

The remaining two German soldiers threw their weapons on the ground and raised their hands. They repeatedly said the word surrender in German and looked at a large group of guerrillas with their weapons pointing at them with frightened eyes.

"Bang!" A guerrilla did not hesitate to ring the weapon in his hand, a bullet hit a surrender German in the chest, the other side's body trembled, and then with the power of the bullet lying on his back. Another German soldier looked at his companion who had been hit by a gun. Before he could recover, he was shot in the head and overturned in the ditch. The six German soldiers escorting the truck died in this nameless place. The Soviet guerrillas began to search the truck and take as many useful things as possible. A guerrilla on guard in the distance began to make frequent gestures, so these people no longer yearn for the truck that had been almost raided, carrying some flour bags and vegetable baskets, running to the roadside woods. This ambush is very successful for them, at least what they do for their motherland is worth their cheering. A German armored patrol car came by, and it was obvious that the German soldiers in it found the overturned truck on the road. So the armored car stopped and aimed its 20 mm machine gun at a potential threat“ Call command! We found a truck of our own on the road. Some soldiers were killed. We need support. " There were only three German soldiers in the armored vehicle, and it was obvious that they did not intend to risk getting out of the car to inspect the cleaned battlefield. We need to be cautious in dealing with such matters, because no one can be sure whether the guerrillas will return“ This is Highway 6 defense command. Our people will be there in a minute. Please keep alert The voice of the officer on duty in the distant headquarters came from the German commander's earphone in the armored reconnaissance vehicle. Soon two wheeled armored vehicles, covering a truck full of soldiers, arrived at the scene. The German troops began to set up defense around the scene, and then carefully identified the traces that had not been erased. These things are not very helpful in attacking the guerrillas, but they can help the German army confirm the approximate size of the guerrillas nearby“ It's about 40 people. It's a large team. " A German Sergeant looked at the chaotic footprints and then turned around to report to the team leader: "it should be the gang who attacked the truck last time. Their scale has grown again. It seems that they have gathered some scattered routs. "“ One of them was killed. " The sergeant pointed to a pool of blood on the side of the truck and the long trail of dragging, and said: "these people took the bodies of their companions, but because our patrol car came too fast, we didn't have time to deal with the trail."“ Strengthen the patrol and search around here... "The chief Sergeant gave an order helplessly:" inform the battalion, we need support. "..." The guerrillas, carrying flour and vegetables, returned to their village, their stronghold and the home of many of them. If there is no village, then they can't persist in this mountainous area. Most of the things they snatch are for the villagers who support them in the village. However, when they came to the village, they found that it was not the same as when they left. In the past, there was no one in the busy village. When they were supposed to make a fire and cook, there was no smoke from the chimney of one family. These guerrillas carefully approached the village, only to find that all the people here, inexplicably disappeared. They found the bodies of more than a dozen elderly villagers in the village. These old people are the oldest in the village, and a living one has been deliberately left behind. He is digging a grave for his dead neighbor“ It's German! It was the Germans who took them all The old man dug on the ground with a stick without expression. When he spoke, he did not stop: "they said there were guerrilla activities nearby and asked everyone to follow them. We didn't want to go at the beginning, so they killed the older people."“ These bastards! This is breaking the root of us A guerrilla was so angry that he almost dropped his vegetable basket on the ground. The rest are more depressed - now they are homeless duckweeds, and it seems easier for the Germans to find them--------------------- In this chapter, thank you Benson Chu, the leader of reward, for your support to the third empire! I owe you for a long time. Today, I finally pay it back!