Chapter 3040 Road to Death

After grabbing the Japanese driver who was frightened by the heavy artillery and asking him, he found out that the other Japanese who survived the bombardment had just left. Ye Yan

According to the Japanese driver, whose ears were not working well due to the heavy artillery, he had to have an interpreter shouting at his ears to communicate effectively.

Most of the troops in their entire regiment were killed in this overwhelming bombardment.

The number of corpses seen now is not large enough because the power of the artillery barrage is too great. The large amount of bombardment dust that was blown up into the sky buried most of the corpses, fragments, and the wreckage of weapons and equipment.

If there is time to dig, it is certain that a lot of Japanese parts and fragments can be dug out from the soil.

But Alsim was not interested in this. The only thing he was interested in was that "the Japanese troops of the brigade had just left less than 20 minutes ago." Knowing this was enough.

"Comrade company commander, his Japanese driver is dead."

"Huh?"

Just after asking the question and preparing to stand up and give the order, Alsim did not expect that the news of the death of the Japanese driver who was able to take a breath just now came so quickly.

Turning his head, he found that the Japanese driver, whose waist was severely injured by a sharp metal weapon, had his head tilted and was completely lifeless.

It was not the Red Army that killed him, but the protruding metal debris in the severely twisted and deformed truck driving building, which directly pierced his lower abdomen and pierced his kidneys.

He was able to speak just now, probably because of the adrenaline effect under the excitement. Now he is dead, it can't be said that it is completely unsurprising, but it can only be said that it is reasonable.

"Can the words this guy just said be credible?"

"Whether it is credible or not, we will know after chasing them. I hope these Japanese devils are still fighting and haven't gone too far, otherwise this trip will be in vain."

Alsim and his party immediately continued to chase them forward.

The good news is that not long after we walked forward, some details that are easy to miss brought new surprises.

"The big head of the horseshoe is facing south, not north. The horse head is heading south and stepping on loose soil. The enemy must have just passed here not long ago. Keep chasing! We can catch up!"

The Japanese army, who were running away in a hurry, had no time to deal with the clues they left behind. The horseshoe marks left by the cavalry galloped from north to south, and the big head turned back in the direction where the Japanese army came from and the depth of the occupied area.

And the horseshoe marks were not on the old soil, but on the fresh loose soil blown out by the artillery. What this meant was obvious.

Following the horseshoe marks heading south, we chased forward for a while, and more important discoveries continued to follow.

"There are wheel tracks, comrade company commander! Right next to the horseshoe tracks, they are new too!"

"There are tracks here too!"

"Great, it seems that the enemy is not all dead and there are some decent guys! Keep chasing and get ready for battle!"

More and more discoveries mean that the Japanese troops who have regrouped and retreated are not far away. Alsim, who sensed that the enemy was not far ahead, ordered to intensify the pursuit.

At the same time, not too far ahead of Alsim.

The Japanese troops who had just escaped from the Russian death bombing zone were in a completely different state from the Red Army.

The Japanese soldiers who were bombed to the point of losing their souls were dejected, staggering with weapons in their hands that seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.

There was no longer the high-spirited singing and marching posture when they attacked the Red Army with great fanfare not long ago. The destructive bombardment just now, which was comparable to the end of the world, did cause great psychological trauma to these Japanese troops.

Snap——

A Japanese soldier who was walking forward with a Type 99 rifle in his hand accidentally dropped his weapon. The rifle covered with dust and scratches fell to the ground like a branch burning a fire stick.

In normal times, this kind of embarrassing behavior, which is absolutely taboo in the eyes of Japanese officers, would have to be scolded with two big pot stickers and "Baga" at least. If you are lucky, it is possible to eat four big pot stickers.

As a warrior of the Imperial Army, you can't even hold the gun in your hand steadily. If it gets out, it will only make the navy idiots laugh.

But at the moment, no matter whether it is the other Japanese soldiers around or the sergeant leading the team in front, no one stood up to rebuke and scold such behavior.

Instead, they just dragged their heavy weapons in their hands and continued to move forward as if what their teammates did had nothing to do with them.

And the Japanese soldier who was really unable to walk, not only was he injured but also overdrawn his physical strength, at least he had not forgotten why he wore this clothes. Knowing that it is absolutely intolerable for a soldier to lose his weapon, he consciously stopped and tried to turn around and bend down to pick up the gun.

But it was fine if he didn't bend down, but he got into trouble as soon as he bent down.

The Japanese soldier, who was already exhausted, felt dizzy and dizzy at the moment he bent down. He fell to the ground with his eyes black without a breath.

"Kimura-kun! What's wrong with you!?"

He could ignore the comrade's gun falling to the ground just now, but he fell to the ground with the gun, so he could no longer remain indifferent.

The comrade who was good friends with the fallen Japanese soldier immediately rushed forward and reached out to help his friend who had fallen to the ground. At a glance, he saw that the other's lips were almost cracked into several bloody petals.

"I-I really can't walk anymore, don't worry about me, you should leave quickly, if you continue to stay here, you will only end up like me"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You were walking just fine just now, stand up quickly! I'll help you walk, quickly! If you die here, have you ever thought about what will happen to Masako? She's still waiting for you to go back and marry her in her hometown of Nagasaki! Get up quickly!"

The power of love is strong, even for the most heinous enemies.

Hearing the loud encouragement and scolding of my good brother, I remembered the Yamato Nadeshiko wearing a kimono under the cherry tree, and I seemed to see her smiling at me in a trance.

I felt that the strength in this broken body had returned a little, and I once again grasped the Type 99 rifle that fell to the ground as a walking stick.

I stood up again with my internal injuries, which were not much different from being riddled with holes, and finally I was able to move forward with the help of the walking stick, rifle and my comrades.

Such scenes are not just isolated cases, but are constantly staged in the entire Japanese army's retreating team.

But not all Japanese soldiers are so lucky. Once some devil soldiers fall, they become eternal.

Even if there were comrades who came forward to check and call, they could only leave helplessly with reluctance and pain. Only a dead body with eyes wide open was left, dying on the fertile soil of the Northeast and turning into fertilizer.

The devastating bombardment from the leader's army lasted for more than an hour.

The final result was not only to refresh the Japanese army's understanding of field artillery, but also to make the entire Japanese army advancing with injuries shrouded in the haze of death, and the number of people was constantly reduced while walking and dying.

Due to the sudden bombardment encountered on the march, a considerable number of Japanese soldiers who had no shelter to hide were more or less, lightly or seriously injured by large-caliber shells.

The specific manifestation of internal injuries is that they may be able to walk just after getting up from the ground, and they seem to be no different from normal people.

But what happened next was that they walked slower and slower, and the pain became more and more severe, until they could no longer support their bodies full of internal bleeding and fell down completely.

The 101st Regiment of the 105th Brigade, which suffered an unprecedented heavy blow, has now lost most of its trucks and horses. Even the humanoid soldiers with smaller projection areas were killed and wounded by heavy artillery, and the loss of larger horses and vehicles is naturally even more needless to say.

In order to carry as many wounded as possible, the surviving cavalry gave up their horses, and the remaining trucks were all used to transport the wounded and place stretchers.

Even the Japanese armored vehicles and small tanks were filled with various stretchers for the wounded placed in the open air and inserted into the gaps, and a large number of disabled Japanese soldiers with inflexible legs and feet sat in the vehicles in an external way.

But even so, it has reached the point where all the ways to transport the wounded that can be thought of have been used.

The Japanese army still cannot get rid of the shadow of death. There are still a large number of wounded Japanese soldiers, and even the slightly injured sergeant squad leader has no car or horse to use. They can only use their own legs and continue this "when to die, when to die" walking death journey.

A soldier can walk without a car or a horse, but the distinguished brigade commander, Major General Morishima Kuroneji, cannot.

Because his entire lower body was crushed by the corpse of the tall horse.

Even if he survived, Major General Morishima Kuroneji, who was destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, was now sitting in a Type 95 four-wheel drive reconnaissance vehicle.

While enduring the severe pain in his body and the mental collapse of watching his troops end up like this, he continued to move forward with strong regret and anger.

"Baga! The people in the Kwantung Army Headquarters are just idiots! A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

"It's obvious that the Russians are powerful and are launching unprecedented air strikes and artillery attacks, but they asked us to attack without providing any cover or support! Fighting alone and ending up like this, I want to ask what the good-for-nothings in the Kwantung Army Headquarters think!"

There are only two regiments under his command, and this time he brought the old main regiment, which was brought up by himself.

As a result, he didn't even see what the Russians looked like, and was blown to pieces and turned into what it is now.

It would be strange if Major General Morishima Kuroneji didn't go crazy on the spot and cursed in anger.

"Mr. Brigade Commander, be careful with your words! There are so many people here and there are soldiers with low morale everywhere. If this gets to the Kwantung Army Headquarters, it will be very disadvantageous to you!"

The Type 95 four-wheel drive reconnaissance vehicle is a rounded convertible. The adjutant who was driving the car was scared.

He was afraid that the brigade commander's loud shouting would be heard by some long-tongued deer and then spread to the Kwantung Army Headquarters. By then, no matter how big the problem is, there will definitely be trouble that cannot be avoided. With the attitude of "less trouble is worse than more trouble", why bother?

Even if the adjutant has spoken in a low voice and kindly reminded him, Morishima Kuroneji, who is angry, can't suppress his anger with just a few words?

"What's the use of knowing? I have to let these good-for-nothings in the headquarters know! An elite regiment was beaten like this without even seeing the enemy, all because of their stupid, incompetent, and self-righteous orders! I will still say this even when I get to the headquarters!"

Even though the brigade commander in the car was so angry and yelling, the Japanese army retreating on both sides of the road with the car still turned a deaf ear and remained silent. They didn't even have the energy to watch the fun or discuss in a low voice, they just lowered their heads and made their way with difficulty.

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Seeing his soldiers in this state, he turned his head and glanced at the warm bodies lying dead on the roadside but no one was taking care of them.

Morishima Kuronei, who was no longer angry and yelling, gradually calmed down. After thinking for a while, he quickly gave the first order since the retreat began.

"Let the team stop for a while and take a break. After leaving the Russian artillery blockade area, we have been retreating for more than half an hour without stopping. Even if horses and machines can withstand it, people on foot can't stand it."

In normal times, Morishima Kuronei, who is the commander of the brigade, would definitely not say this.

For the Japanese army, which has always emphasized "human bombs defeat steel bombs", if you don't have a body that can withstand the tossing, how can you say that you are an imperial warrior?

Half an hour of hiking is nothing! The devils who don't treat the big-headed soldiers as human beings have performed performance art of hiking until the soldiers are exhausted to death.

No soldiers are exhausted to death, which means that the intensity of your hiking is not high enough.

When a soldier dies of exhaustion, it is considered that the "human bomb defeats the steel bomb" test has passed.

The weakest soldiers are eliminated, so there is nothing to regret. How can a coward who can't even hold on to the march expand the territory for His Majesty the Emperor?

Although it sounds weird, this fallacy was popular in the Japanese army at that time, and even until now there are still a large number of staunch supporters, and Morishima Kuroneji is one of them.

So even though it has only been more than half an hour since he came out of the bombing area, Morishima Kuroneji ordered a break first.

This is not to say that Morishima Kuroneji loves the soldiers or something, but Morishima Kuroneji knows that if he continues to walk in this physical state without taking a breath, he is afraid that he will die before returning to the county.

Heavy losses are one thing, and almost the entire army is annihilated.

Although he shouted that he would go to the Kwantung Army Headquarters to ask for an explanation, Morishima Kuroneji calmed down and reason prevailed. He knew that if there were really only a few people left in the army, he, as the military commander, would be the unlucky one.

For the sake of his own future, Morishima Kuroneji had no choice but to give such an order.

Let the soldiers take a break and catch their breath first, and treat the wounded on the spot to reduce the death rate.

Then clean up the dead or dying bodies in the truck compartment and on the backs of the war horses, and make room for those who are still alive and have hope of surviving to the county town.

I dare not say how many more people can be saved by such an operation, but at least I can minimize the losses within my ability, so that the brigade commander will not be overwhelmed by the blame.

However, when Morishima Kuroneji said this, the adjutant who was driving the car was frightened on the spot, and he didn't even forget to speak quickly even though he couldn't straighten his tongue.

The first update is ready, brothers, Corgi promised to add more yesterday, and there will definitely be one today, and the second update will be later.