One Thousand and Fifty-Five, No One Can Leave

The Japanese army built a hidden military airport on this small island. This airport could originally accommodate more than 50 fighter jets, but now there are only 2 transport planes and 4 fighter jets. Please search ()! FASTEST UPDATED FICTION These poor planes are parked in hangars covered in camouflage netting, and one plane won't take off because it's missing some parts. It is impossible to expect this air force to pose a deadly threat to the U.S. Navy. Even the Army Aviation Commander on this small island has given up all efforts. He drank desperately all day long, and he didn't even care about and ask about the battle situation that should be asked. After a morning of exhaustion, Takemoto Taro was finally transferred to a post in the port, and he took turns to rest. Holding his 38-type rifle, he stared at the sea in front of him in a daze. It used to be the place he longed for. If it weren't for the fact that he was the eldest in the family, he might have become a brave sailor, riding the wind and waves on a Japanese whaling ship. But in reality, although he was blocked by his family, he did not become a sailor, but because of the outbreak of the war, he finally did not have a job that could stay away from danger, and became a soldier on this small island who did not know when he would die in battle. . The small island lacks the most basic medical security, and malaria may kill people at any time. In addition, there are hundreds of wounded in the field hospital who are too late to be transported to the rear. It is not surprising that this place deteriorates into a plague-ravaged place at any time. "Have you heard? The new seawater desalination machine on the island is broken." A comrade in arms chewed on a shriveled lunch that looked like rice balls, and told the news on the island in vague language. . That device is very unstable and will break down every now and then, so most of the drinking water on the island comes from rainfall rather than desalinated seawater. Takemoto Taro also held a very unpalatable rice ball in his hand, and squeezed out a smile from the corner of his dry mouth: "If that thing can work normally, it is really confusing. Compared with the unreliable Machine, I think now I don’t have to worry about running out of water.” “Why?” the soldier asked suspiciously. "Why do you still ask? The Americans will come over soon, and then we will all die here." Taro Takemoto complained, "Those bastards will not let us build those trenches and fortifications for no reason, So let me tell you, this is going to be the front line soon." "So why don't we move away? Let us guys who have only shot machine guns go to deal with the Americans? Isn't it crazy?" The soldier looked around, and finally He looked at the new soldiers who came out of the pier in the distance, and then his eyes widened: "My God, Baga Road! Are we going to fight the Americans with those newcomers?" Just as he sighed At that time, on the hillside in the distance, a Japanese soldier in charge of looking out rang the air defense siren in his hand. He shook it desperately, hoping to convey his urgent mood to everyone. Because in the far distance of the sky, one by one small black spots are rapidly expanding, and then splitting, finally forming a terrifying black cloud. "These Americans... bastards." Before he had time to swallow the food in his hand, Taro Takemoto stood up in a hurry, stuffed the bad food in his hand into a clean pocket in a panic, and then carried it back Holding his rifle, he went to the pier of the port to rescue the military supplies that had just been sent ashore. For the people on the isolated island, each of these materials is a very precious treasure. These American B-17 bombers, which took off from other distant islands, densely packed over this small island, launched their attack formation. The failure of the bombing of Norway led the US top management to put all the newly produced B-17 bombers into the Pacific battlefield. These strategic bombers with amazing range really lived up to expectations, and immediately bombed several small islands guarded by the Japanese army into ruins. The Japanese army didn't have any weapons, and they could fly head-on with these terrible gunboats flying in the air like the Luftwaffe.

The Japanese fighter jets with outstanding dexterous fighting performance did nothing in front of these planes. The end of barely taking off and intercepting them was to increase the record of the Allied bomber forces. But what is inexplicable is that these bombers did not take any action against the exposed port consisting of several simple piers. They began to bomb deeper into the center of the island, destroying the Japanese villages on the island and reclaiming some. The sugarcane fields in the country were blown up into a sea of ​​flames. After opening the magazine, these B-17 bombers actually lowered their flight altitude and carried out precise bombing attacks at an altitude of about 6,000 meters. A large number of bombs destroyed several important warehouses of the Japanese army, and also destroyed some newly built fortifications built on the island's mountain forests. "Report to the general!" A Japanese officer walked to Major General Ishida's command post in the cave, and stood at attention to Ishida and the Lieutenant General beside him, saying: "The Americans bombed our warehouse and the airport, because we have already ordered the Some of the materials were transferred to the cave bunker, so the loss is not big." The Americans obviously have a strong interest in the docks or ports, and they prefer to occupy facilities that can be used immediately rather than completely destroy them. Except for the escort of 20 American fighter jets that used machine guns to shoot the Japanese ships docked in the port, the large-scale bombing did not launch on the most vulnerable port terminals. Another follower came in, the new commander of the supplementary army. He still had a frustrated expression on his face. Before Ishida could ask, he lowered his head and reported the news that his troops had suffered heavy losses from the air strikes: "My troops had very limited training, and they were subjected to such an attack for the first time, so the confusion caused more casualties... About 200 soldiers were killed in battle, and more than 350 were wounded." Major General Ishida heard the casualties After the report, his brows frowned involuntarily. He had just been replenished with 2,000 soldiers, but on the first day these soldiers lost more than a quarter. This kind of news would make people have an urge to curse someone in front of anyone. It's a pity that when he heard that the soldiers of the original 280th Division on the island also lost more than 100 people in the bombing, he didn't have the urge to get angry. Major General Ishida had to accept the fact that none of his troops had much combat experience, and he had to use such an inexperienced force to stop the advance of the US Marine Corps. "Your Excellency, General! You must leave here." Ishida put down a bunch of difficult problems in front of him, and turned to persuade the old general beside him: "Now that the American planes have started bombing, this place is no longer It’s no longer safe. Take that transport ship immediately, let’s go!” “Ishida-kun! To be honest, if I could choose myself, I personally would rather die here than live to face an even more embarrassing future. "The old general said helplessly. After finishing speaking, I felt that what I just said was a bit too pessimistic, so I squeezed out a smile, and said to Major General Ishida: "I'm leaving...you can do it yourself." While the frightened soldier was carrying boxes of ammunition, his car drove past him. The car stopped at the end of the pier, and the officers on it, surrounded by stomachaches and adjutants, walked down the hanging ladder. Boarded the transport ship that had been evacuated. The bombing just now made these ships dare not stay any longer, so the seriously wounded who were originally scheduled to leave with the ship were temporarily changed to slightly injured soldiers. They can walk onto the ship by themselves, so the boarding speed is faster, and for these wounded soldiers, what they are experiencing now has already been experienced once when they were in Solomon or Darwin Port-seriously wounded Being left behind, the slightly wounded retreated...then the treatment was delayed, and the lightly wounded eventually deteriorated into seriously wounded due to lack of medicine and medical conditions, and were left behind on a small island. "You general is gone!" The comrade on the side put down a box of heavy machine gun bullets, and while wiping his brows of sweat, he said to Takemoto Taro beside him: "It's just like what you said, there is going to be a war. These officials are going to run away." "Me!" Takemoto Taro really wanted to run there and board the ship with the general to leave the island that became the front line. But he couldn't, because he knew that if he did this, he would soon be dragged off the boat by the military police, and then he, a deserter who tried to escape, would be shot in front of everyone. So all he can do is envy, and then comfort himself silently in his heart, telling himself that in the current situation, it is not a very safe thing to leave by boat. The transport ship left far away and finally disappeared on the sea level. He withdrew his gaze. There is still the endless sea, and there is still the place he longs for, but unfortunately he may never have the opportunity to swim in the sea again in his life, because he must defend the island under his feet with all the people left behind. In the evening, the sky was still bright. Rear Admiral Ishida received a telegram of condolence from the Navy in his underground bunker. The transport ship leaving from him and several other ships were discovered by the US Navy carrier-based aircraft, and all of them were sunk more than ten kilometers away. Except for a destroyer named Yukikaze who escaped by chance and the people on board were unharmed, no Japanese soldiers survived. The lieutenant general who was supposed to go to Malaysia to command the battle now has only one name left and is left at the top of the death list. －－－－－－－－－－Second update! Long Ling is working hard to type, please wait a moment. This book is from /