Chapter 1066

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Forget it, suicide is also death, being killed by the enemy is also death... Since it is doomed to be unable to leave the island alive, how to die is really not so important. With a sigh, he once again missed his family in the distant motherland.

The sound of gunfire on the battlefield reminds Takemoto that he is still in a dangerous place. With his own weapon, he finally pulls the trigger and shoots the last bullet out of his gun. Because at this time, he had no time to hesitate. Not far away, American soldiers had rushed into the trench. He saw a Japanese soldier was beaten into a sieve and then fell down with blood.

"Click" he pulled the trigger for the second time, because there were no bullets in the gun, so there was only a slight sound. He pulled the trigger for the third time, and his response was still a slight click in the rifle. He had no bullets, but he was still pulling the trigger frequently. The bloody battlefield makes his muscles tense, and the whole person begins to lose his soul. He doesn't know what he is doing, but unconsciously repeats his actions.

He instinctively wants to live, in such a bloody and desperate environment to survive, but everything in front of him can't see the hope of living【 Ah He uttered hysterical cries of despair, hoping to vent his inexplicable regret: he should not die here, he should not die so humble here.

An American soldier found taro Takemoto shouting and pointed his M1 garland rifle at the crazy Japanese soldier. He didn't understand why the other side was shouting like a wild animal, let alone why the Japanese still didn't choose to surrender in such a desperate situation.

The second American soldier who jumped into the trench was not so polite as the first American soldier. He held his M1 rifle and pulled the trigger directly at Takemoto. The bullet flew to the target, tore Takemoto's clothes and hit him. One shot went through his chest and the other two hit him in the stomach.

So the Japanese soldier fell on his back, twitched twice, and closed his eyes. He did not choose jade fragments in his position like other Japanese soldiers, but died in his position with his own weapons. It can't be said whether the soldier is brave or cowardly. The difference between him and others is that he died differently.

Two American soldiers went over Takemoto's corpse and continued to grope forward one by one. After a few steps, they saw a scene like hell on earth. Japanese soldiers were stacked one by one. They were blown to pieces by grenades in their arms. It looked like a pork slaughterhouse. It was disgusting.

The gunfire has gradually stopped, and the Japanese resistance has become weaker and weaker. The Americans began to look for the Japanese prisoners who survived. Unfortunately, most of their efforts ended in failure. More than 18000 Japanese troops are left on the island, but what the US Army can find now is bodies. These Japanese not only committed suicide, but also slaughtered their wounded on a large scale, as well as their companions who were unwilling to commit suicide. They shot each other and sometimes even ended each other with knives and bayonets.

American soldiers can't imagine what kind of state people would choose such a desperate approach. What's more, they can't understand why those who would rather blow themselves up with grenades didn't raise their hands to surrender. However, when they cleaned up the things left by the Japanese army, they knew what kind of end they had experienced.

There are hundreds of soldiers' skulls on the beach, as well as helmets damaged by bullets. At the beginning, American soldiers even thought it was a cemetery or some special memorial ceremony in Japan. Later, when they interrogated a few prisoners of war, they realized that this was a special "farmland" for food production.

The Japanese put skeletons and damaged helmets on the beach. At high tide, countless small crabs and fish and shrimps would go to these "habitats" full of holes to hide. At low tide, most of them would be left in these skeletons and damaged helmets before they could leave. They would be eaten by Japanese soldiers who had been hungry for several days.

But these seafood contain a lot of bacteria, and the Japanese army did not have many conditions to eat them after they were completely heated, so there was a huge risk when they ate these seafood. Of course, if they did not eat them, the risk would be as great. It's a tough choice: either eat these things and die of dysentery the next day, or don't eat them and die of hunger the next day. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers chose to be a Death Eater, while thousands of others became mummies and died the next or third day.

Don't think of American soldiers as a mighty division or a civilized division. In fact, their performance on the battlefield is no different from that of the armies of all other countries: they fire at all seemingly unsafe places, abuse prisoners with bayonets... The armored forces of the Marine Corps will also cut off the heads of Japanese soldiers, The skin skeletons hanging on the tank turret are used to intimidate the Japanese troops who do not surrender.

War makes everyone forget their basic humanity. Killing and cruelty are the only rules here. Except for a few recorded moments, all life here tends to be more demonic than human. It is also because it is precious, so those moments that retain the brilliance of human nature will be so precious, will be so moving“ Sir, all the Japanese here have been wiped out. An hour ago, there was no gunfire on the island. We checked some tunnels dug by the Japanese army. There were bodies in them, or they were empty. " An officer reported the situation on the island to the division commander of the Marine Corps front-line command: "we found the Japanese headquarters. It was a mess, the radio stations were destroyed, the codebook was burned... Their commander committed suicide in it."“ Let's go and see these crazy people. " The U.S. commander walked with his hands behind his back in a slightly muddy trench with too much blood. Although the soldiers had been asked to clean up once, it was still so terrible that everyone had to resist the urge to vomit. Compared with the distant Eastern battlefield, the fighting here is more cruel and primitive, revealing everywhere the ancient barbarism and the coldness and cruelty from the bottom of human heart. The fighting in the Pacific revealed more of an indescribable sadness, which made all those who had experienced the war reluctant to mention again. Walking into this simple headquarters from the entrance of the trench without a door and looking at the map of the island marked with Japanese on the wall, as well as some messy temporary documents on the table, the U.S. official finally scanned for a week, and put his eyes on the three bodies lying on the ground“ Have them buried. " After the American commander said that, he turned and walked out of the room: "hell, this is a disgusting place." In the crater not far away, light smoke still came out. In the crater over there, the bodies of Japanese officers were lying on the ground. Some of them were still alive when the US army attacked and tried to fight back with weapons. It's a pity that they were not qualified soldiers after all, and they were all killed by the U.S. Marines. Not far away, American engineers are trying their best to repair the airport on the island. They want to restore it to a usable level as soon as possible, and then a large number of American bombers can take off from here and directly bomb the Japanese soldiers deployed on the Southeast Asian islands When the US army occupied the island and annihilated the Shitian division, Guderian's armored forces had occupied almost all the Kursk area. 200000 Soviet infantry could only raise their hands and lay down their weapons in front of the strong German offensive. The German armored forces made great progress all the way, and did not stop until they hit Kursk, the core defense of the Soviet army. Behind these fast-moving German troops, which were driving new tanks and covered by a large number of planes and heavy artillery, there were more than 200000 Soviet troops struggling in the encirclement. These troops are not random farmers or factory workers. They are essentially different from the mob convened by Stalin, because these soldiers have experienced wars and are qualified soldiers. The loss of so many veterans and officers made the shortage of Soviet troops even worse. But if these soldiers were not left behind, where could the Soviet Army find a way to hold down the German troops and let other more elite troops go north? At this moment, Zhukov was on the shaking car, looking out the window, on both sides of the road carrying his weapons, with a depressed expression on his face, and the troops marching towards the north, with unspeakable pain in his heart. Not long ago, he led these troops to quickly go south from the area south of Moscow. The Soviet counterattack was fired in Kursk, and the troops did not live up to expectations. They soon repulsed the German army and recaptured a large area south of Kursk and Voronezh occupied by the German army. They used to be the hope of the whole Soviet Union, they used to be the hope of recapturing Stalingrad. Unfortunately, now everything is gone. At this moment, half of these troops called hope are struggling in the encirclement of the German army, while the other half are leaving their companions to flee north