"Burn it quickly. None of these important things can be left to those damned Americans!" An officer looked at the direction of his commander's bunker and said to the people around him uneasily, "we don't have much time. All the things we have to do must be done!"
One of the major officers around him was very pale, and seemed to be crazy at this time. Suddenly he stood up and yelled at his colleagues who tried to keep their bodies down: "you cowards! We believe in the God of heavenly light, and his majesty will protect us from being invulnerable! We should go to the front line and launch a decisive charge! Instead of squatting here burning these inexplicable junk! If you have courage, come with me. Let's go with the Americans. "
Before he finished, a bullet went through his head, and the huge force directly broke his skull. Because he didn't wear a helmet, he didn't stop the skull from splitting. Soon his body knelt down, and there was only a chin left on his neck. The rest of the body didn't know where it was going. The mutilated body shook for a moment, and then fell to the side of the crater, and there was no sound.
All of them were frightened by this sudden scene. They stopped their hands and watched their companion turn into a cold corpse. The officer in charge swallowed a mouthful of saliva and then continued the action: "don't be in a daze, burn it quickly!"
It's not that he is insensitive, but these people already know that in a few minutes, they will have the same ending, so there's nothing to be shocked about. Everyone has no hope for the future.
Takemoto didn't rush out of his foxhole with the slogan of long live the emperor like the Japanese soldiers in the distance. He just looked at the distant friendly troops from a tiny gap and watched them fall one by one under the dense bullets.
"The order from Shida commander is to let all the troops fight back. If they don't want to fight back, they will be broken in the trenches." An officer stooped through the trench and explained his final task to the Japanese soldiers who were leaning against the wall of the trench. He patted every passing soldier in the hope that they could cheer up and make another contribution to their motherland.
"For the sake of the emperor, the soul after death can return to the motherland and accept the worship and worship of our descendants in the shrine." He said loudly to the soldiers who were full of panic and unwilling in their eyes: "those who stay will be killed by the Americans, they will not take Japanese prisoners."
Driven by this kind of lie, many Japanese soldiers had to fight to the end. They ran out of bullets in their own bunkers, and then killed themselves with bayonets or chose suicide charge. A few officers will use command knives to make their own decisions, while more officers will follow their own soldiers and fall on the road of madly attacking US military positions.
Last night, the Japanese counterattack reached its peak. More than 4000 soldiers finally chose the concealed bayonet attack at night because they ran out of ammunition. As a result, the fierce battle lasted for a whole night, and some of the US positions were even recaptured by the Japanese army. However, after dawn, these positions fell into the hands of the US Army again, and the Japanese army killed more than 3000 people overnight.
Moreover, such a large-scale death made the Japanese army lose many defensive positions and further compressed the areas controlled by the Japanese army. But for the lack of ammunition, the Japanese army would have been able to stay on the island for at least another ten days. Unfortunately, this assumption did not come true, and the Japanese army did not deliver ammunition to the island besieged by the US Army.
Major general Ishida knew three days ago that he had been given up, and that he had given up completely. The submarine supply he was looking forward to did not come, until he ordered to blow up the harbor. Lacking ammunition and heavy weapons, Shitian division can not hold the position for a month at all. The so-called holding for a month is just a huge pie painted by the headquarters for Shitian.
The soldiers at the door had already gone to the Americans with their rifles. There was only one adjutant standing behind major general Ishida in the whole bunker. Japanese samurai need to stand behind a "wrong person" when they commit suicide. When they fail to commit suicide, they are responsible for making up a knife or a shot to end their suffering. From this point of view, it is quite humane, avoiding the embarrassment of people still alive... And then watching their intestines ache for three and a half days in the room.
"Our soldiers are brave, aren't they?" Ishida suddenly asked the adjutant standing behind him.
"Yes, sir, they are all fighting to the death. No one chooses to surrender shamefully. Everyone will be here to contribute their lives to the rise of the Empire. " The adjutant bowed his head and replied firmly.
"Ouch. So I can rest assured. It was my incompetence that implicated them and made them unable to taste the taste of victory. But my loyalty to the great Japanese Empire has not changed. I hope my soul can return to my hometown. " Ishida wrapped the white silk to wipe the sword in the middle of the blade and pressed his hand there.
In ancient times, when Japanese samurai killed themselves by cutting their belly, they used a short knife tucked in their waist, which was called "Lei Cha". But at that time, some particular samurai were usually equipped with two knives. The long knife was used to cut, the short knife was used to cut their belly, and of course, it could also be used to cut an apple, roast chicken wings or something. But in modern war, if the commander has nothing to do with two knives on his waist... It's not called warrior, it's called idiot. Therefore, the Japanese also keep pace with the times, and begin to make do with the belly cutting methods of the former poor samurai to meet the needs of their bushido spirit.
Ishida used this method. He wrapped the middle part of the blade of the command knife with cloth, and then held it with his hand. Only half of the blade length was used for abdominal incision. He held his hand in this part, and the adjutant behind him also drew out his gun from his waist and pointed it at the back of major general Ishida's head“ Long live your majesty Ishida stabbed the blade into his stomach. The adjutant behind him pulled the pistol in his hand almost at the same time. The bullet hit Ishida in the back of the head and made him fall on the ground in the bunker immediately. His death was much more ugly than that of the chief of staff. The adjutant didn't move his steps. He put the pistol with blood on his temple and pulled the trigger. The second shot reverberated throughout the room. Unfortunately, there were only three bodies lying on the ground. No one could hear these sounds any more“ Long live your majesty In the trench, a Japanese soldier opened the safety ring of a hand grenade that had just been unpacked. He knocked the grenade on his helmet and pressed it on his chest. It is said that such suicide is painless, at least in terms of propaganda“ Boom There was an explosion inside the trench. The bodies, which had been cut by shrapnel, were all over the bottom of the trench, surrounded by blood and fragments of some limbs. The second Japanese soldier did the same thing in this atmosphere, and there was the sound of explosions everywhere. This method of suicide is very luxurious. At least many troops do not have the capital to do so. They do not have ammunition to do jade things. They can only hold rifles and wait in the trenches to die with the US troops. Or even some of them rushed directly to the US positions and were killed by bullets on the road of charging. In fact, it is risky to do so, because the enemy's bullet will not guarantee that it will hit the head at one time. It may fall to the ground with five shots in the body, feel the pain of tearing heart and lungs, but will not die immediately, which is countless times more painful than suicide. So conditional soldiers will still choose their own jade, after all, doing so can at least decide to die without suffering“ Mr. Takemoto... I'll go first. " In the trench, Kimura, holding a grenade, said to Takemoto, who could not tell the difference between the East, the west, the north and the South: "goodbye to the kingdom of heaven. It's an honor for Kimura to meet you at the last moment. Sayonara“ Alas... "With a sigh, Takemoto could only step back a few steps, watching this new friend who had known him for a few days bump his grenade on his helmet, and then press it on his chest to die. Then he saw Kimura's flesh and blood flying, and subconsciously squeezed the grenade in his hand. This grenade may be his life-saving straw, so precious that although he was afraid, he was never willing to discard it. However, he did not have the courage to commit suicide, which he never doubted. He didn't have the courage to press the grenade on his chest, didn't have the courage to shout the slogan of long live the emperor, to imagine that he could return to his motherland after becoming a piece of meat. He was holding a grenade in the trenches full of corpses, and he didn't even know what kind of purpose he was holding. As the U.S. Army got closer and closer, he could even see the steel helmets covered with mesh wriggling not far away. So he opened the safety ring of the grenade, hit the grenade on the helmet, and threw it in the direction of the US Army. He had three bullets in his rifle, and he didn't feel like he needed jade. He picked up his rifle and aimed at the direction of the Americans. He pulled the trigger and felt the recoil of the 38 rifle hitting his shoulder. He pulled the bolt, loaded a new bullet into the barrel, then continued to aim, and fired a second bullet into the distance. When he aimed again, he hesitated a little. If he fired another shot, he would not even have the bullet to kill himself. For mobile phone users, please visit http://