One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty-One Is Over

Kawasaki didn't know yet that his command had become isolated from his entire wing. His telephone line has been cut off, and the dozen or so signal soldiers he sent, as well as the officers who conveyed the order, have all fallen in the trenches not far from his headquarters. He could only lie on the bed because of a leg injury, and there were fewer and fewer people in front of him who could be dispatched.

The Japanese army has been unable to organize an effective air defense for a long time, and it has not been able to conduct air-to-air shooting in an organized manner. A large part of the reason is that Kawasaki and Kawasaki cannot convey their own orders. The Japanese army, which lost its command, could only fight on its own. In the time when it was almost dawn, the Japanese defenders had no way to prevent the German army from further expanding the results of the battle.

There was chaos on the ground, and the Japanese troops next door didn't even know what happened here. They only saw the flames of Kawasaki's defense line and could hear the roar of aircraft engines. Some troops reported this situation to the division headquarters behind, but the answer there was: Idiot, no plane can bomb at low altitude at night! Are you crazy?

Just when the Japanese army was in chaos, the German army had already killed all the guards on duty outside the command department of the Kawasaki Regiment, and destroyed the two nearby machine gun positions by the way. More than a dozen special forces surrounded Kawasaki's headquarters, and impatiently kicked open the not-so-strong door.

The Japanese soldiers inside obviously hadn't figured out the situation. The Japanese electromechanical operator sitting on the radio transmitter had just turned around when he was shot in the forehead and collapsed on his chair. As soon as the Japanese officer cursed, he was also knocked down cleanly.

When Kawasaki struggled to sit up from his bed, his chief of staff and two officers from the wing headquarters had been easily killed by German soldiers. The one who reacted the fastest among them just pressed his hand on the handle of the commander's knife, and before he even had time to draw out a tenth of his knife, he was hit by a bullet and fell down.

"Baga!" Responding, Kawasaki reached out his hand from the armed belt hanging on the edge of the bed, and pulled out his self-defense pistol. The two bullets fired by the German special forces were blocked by the military doctor beside him. So Kawasaki became the last survivor in this room, and also the last person in this room who could resist.

He took a pistol and shot towards the door, and then the witty Kawasaki fired while lying on the bed, and shouted loudly: "Come here! Guards! Enemies have broken in! Enemies have broken in!"

He hoped that his gunshots and shouts could remind the surrounding soldiers. After all, as the headquarters of the regiment, there are quite a few guards and combat troops nearby. At least someone should have heard his shouts and surrounded him from all directions. , Annihilate these intruding enemies. But what he didn't know was that the surrounding area had already been cleared by the German special forces, coupled with the massive attack of the German helicopters over there, the small fights here could not attract anyone's attention at all.

"Looking at it like this, it may not be easy to catch alive! Get rid of it and retreat!" The officer leading the team looked at the watch on his wrist,

Open your mouth and say. The increased brightness around him made him have to give up the idea of ​​capturing prisoners, because the sun will rise in a while, and they have to quickly end the battle in hand and prepare to cooperate with the main force to capture this position.

So several German special forces members understood, leaned out from both sides of the door, and shot at the camp bed where Kawasaki was. Originally, it was extremely unrealistic to expect an officer leading the troops to fight against a group of special forces soldiers, so Kawasaki was shot and died as a matter of course in this shot.

When the German soldiers rushed into the headquarters and rummaged for some valuable things, the blood gushing from the chest of the captain of the Kawasaki regiment dripped to the ground along the edge of the bed. He flicked the "bastard box" pistol away, and pulled the team flag belonging to the Kawasaki United from beside Kawasaki's body.

The flag of each wing was awarded by the Emperor of Japan to the first commander of the wing, but this tradition has not been implemented for a long time in today's crazy expansion of the Japanese army. However, as the main force of the old Japanese army, the Kawasaki United Team, its flag was indeed conferred by the Emperor of Japan himself. But now this regiment flag has become a trophy of the Germans, just like the Japanese officer's self-defense pistol that has been emptied of bullets.

This Japanese fourteen-year-old pistol is famous all over the world for having a huge pistol holster, because some of the round holsters were named "Huang Ba Box" by the Chinese who hated the Japanese army. However, there is no such nickname in the German army. On the contrary, because its shape is very similar to the Luger pistol of the German military officer, it is one of the trophies that the German army likes very much.

As time passed, one of the German helicopter units was finally shot down by the Japanese anti-aircraft fire. The crashed plane rushed directly into the trenches of the Japanese soldiers. The sun rose at the same time.

Even the U.S. military in the 21st century often suffered casualties when facing those backward opponents at the level of World War II. Therefore, in 1939, the German army was unable to fight a crushing battle with zero casualties in the face of the Imperial Japanese Army, which was far from fading away. The crashed helicopter forced the German helicopter unit to restrain itself a bit. As the sky became brighter, the German helicopter began to retreat cautiously, leaving a messy position to the Japanese army.

"Baga! How can these planes hover in the sky?" "How did they fly into the sky without wings?" Some strange questions kept appearing among the Japanese soldiers. Everyone stared at the German planes leaving in the distance, thinking They were all filled with indescribable frustration.

My position was baptized by the opponent for almost 30 minutes. The dense rockets and cannon shells like raindrops caused countless losses to the Japanese army. Hundreds of people were wounded and killed. As a result, the Japanese army only shot down one of the opponent's helicopters, not even venting their anger.

"Damn, how did we provoke such a powerful enemy?" "Do those idiots in the base camp only know how to play with women?" "I said, how many people will we die fighting against such an enemy?" At that time, looking at the corpses covered in bullet holes around him, and looking at those comrades who had been killed, the voices of doubt became more and more. Everyone complained in frustration, and no one seemed to notice that their troops had not received orders from their commanders for a long time.

"I said, we have been beaten so badly, is there no new combat order from the wing headquarters?" After throwing the corpse in his hand into the bomb crater, a sergeant finally realized the various incidents that happened one after another before dawn. Such a strange thing, the headquarters didn't even give an explanation. He frowned and looked in the direction of the wing headquarters. Before he could speak again, he heard the consistent and unique gunshots of German assault rifles coming from there.

"The Germans attacked our regiment headquarters! The whereabouts of the captain of the Kawasaki regiment is unknown!" Along with the intensive gunfire, this shocking news came to the ears of the Japanese sergeant. Surprised, he cast his eyes in the direction of the wing headquarters again, and then he didn't know anything when his eyes went dark.

In a machine gun bunker above Kawasaki Wing's headquarters, a German special forces sniper took his crosshairs away from the shot Japanese sergeant and aimed at the next hapless guy, the sky was already bright After getting up, his role was finally brought into full play. He hated the dark night, because then he couldn't see those distant targets at all.

With the sound of his breathing, the crosshair in the sight had already pressed on another Japanese soldier who was standing still. He skillfully pulled his trigger, and the bullet passed through a distance of two to three hundred meters. It pierced the Japanese soldier's chest, and a white cloud of smoke splashed on the mound behind the Japanese soldier.

Just when the Japanese soldiers finally regained their lost courage and launched an attack on their regiment headquarters, a burst of shouts erupted from the German positions. With the sound of gunfire, the roar of German tank engines The sound also followed. One after another, the Leopard tanks rushed out of the bunker dug for the Japanese tanks, and rushed towards the direction of the Japanese positions.

The Japanese defenders are desperately attacking their command headquarters. The wave-like offensive is repelled time and time again by the German special forces with sufficient ammunition. Finally, they have an absolute advantage in numbers. The Japanese army is very confident that they can Annihilate this group of daring enemy troops on their own ground.

However, as the German tanks on the opposite side began to attack, in another headquarters commanding the Japanese battle, the captain of the armored unit Miyamoto, with gauze wrapped around his head, issued an order to his tank troops to continue to retreat: "Let The people of Kawasaki United retreat quickly! If they are bitten by the Germans, the entire position will be over!"

In the past day, Miyamoto didn't know how many times he had heard and said "it's all over". "It's all over". At this time, he didn't have much strength to curse or get angry. He could only numbly give the order to retreat again, and then, with unwillingness and loss, took his useless chariots and rushed out of his headquarters. flee.

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The 4th update is here, Long Ling went to sleep, and will continue to make up the update tomorrow, I still owe you 4 updates, and Long Ling will definitely make it up for everyone!