Age of Conquest Reborn

December 10, 1941, was an extremely ordinary day. There was no major holiday to commemorate, nor anything special to attract attention. However, for a place within a radius of only a few hundred kilometers on the east coast of Australia,

For more than a million Japanese soldiers, it was a day that hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to survive would never forget.

At four o'clock in the morning, although the sun had not yet come out, it was already bright. The Japanese soldiers were so hungry that they were skin and bones and could barely move. They could only lie down to save their energy as much as possible. However, they saw a scene that was even brighter than the sun. The sky was full of

Shooting stars were flying, and the mist at dawn was reflected into rolling masses of light red.

First, there were fighter jets and bombers in the sky above us, blocking out the sun. The roar of their engines pressed down from the sky, and then, the small black dots all over the sky, reflecting the cold metallic luster, fell rapidly.

The field of vision of the Japanese soldiers expanded rapidly.

Then, on the calm land, rolling thunder suddenly sounded, and then, there were cannonballs as dense as stars, with bright tail flames, lighting up the entire sky. Then, there were violent explosions, rising smoke, and flying

Mud and buildings enveloped the entire encirclement. The Japanese soldiers knew that after being surrounded for nearly two months, the attack of the China Independent Division was finally coming.

When countless artillery shells roared in and countless bombs fell from the sky, the violent explosions of bombs and artillery shells shook the dawn air. The entire encirclement was like a furnace of boiling molten iron, tortured by hunger.

The dying Japanese soldiers actually felt a sense of relief. They seemed to feel that it was the best treatment to have their companions around them turn into a shower of blood and minced meat after a loud noise.

When the first round of bombs and shells fell from the independent division artillery and aviation, the ground was shaking, and General Ito Yanzaburo was awakened. Of course, his headquarters located in the urban area of ​​Mount Molloy is the most concealed and

In the most solid place, no matter how many shells and bombs there are, they cannot threaten the safety of the Commander-in-Chief.

General Ito, who had not eaten for many days and was as haggard as a mummy, opened his dim old eyes, without a trace of surprise on his face. He slowly got up from the cot and muttered, "Finally here!"

"

Major General Akutagawa, Chief of Staff of the Australian Front, walked in with empty steps. His face was as ugly as a dead man. Although he was the Chief of Staff of the Australian Front, he had not eaten for many days. His body was weak to a certain extent, and he became angry if he walked a little faster.

Panting, dizzy, almost fainting.

Chief of Staff Akutagawa looked at the aging commander and couldn't help but burst into tears. The once all-powerful Imperial Army general was now so weak from hunger and pressure. He murmured: "Commander, China Independent Division troops

.Started a full-scale attack on the imperial army's positions!" This was the last thing he wanted to see, but he had to say it.

"I have already heard the sound of artillery!" General Ito said blankly, his eyes blank, "Akutagawa-kun, tell me the truth, how many days can the Australian Front Army hold on at most?"

"Hahaha!" Chief of Staff Akutagawa laughed several times and replied: "Commander, you know the current situation of the soldiers of the Imperial Army better than I do!"

"I need your answer!" General Ito said persistently.

Chief of Staff Akutagawa hung his head and said in pain: "Commander, the soldiers have not eaten for two weeks in a row, and they have no strength to hold a gun. The current combat effectiveness of the Australian Front Army is not even 10%, and you hear

Listen, the artillery fire of the China Independent Division's attack is so fierce, there are at least more than 10,000 artillery pieces firing, and there are thousands of fighter jets and bombers in the sky!"

"In the face of such ferocious and powerful ground-to-air firepower from the China Independent Division, the Australian soldiers who could not even pick up their guns were the targets of the massacre by the soldiers of the China Independent Division. Do you think they still have the ability to fight?"

"I understand!" General Ito looked at Chief of Staff Akutagawa with dull eyes for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking, and then said: "Akutagawa-kun, please inform the headquarters telecommunications room to connect to all the radio stations of the front army.

I want to lecture all the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Army!"

Amidst the earth-shattering explosions, General Ito staggered to the telecommunications room. His lecture was very brief, "Commanders and soldiers of the Australian Front, the most critical moment has arrived. Please remember that you are

The soldiers of the Empire of Japan are loyal samurai to His Majesty the Emperor. As the commander of the Australian Front, I, Genzaburo Ito, order all officers and soldiers to fight the Chinese people to the bitter end!"

"I order all officers and soldiers to fight on their own, pick up all the weapons you can use, and fight bravely! Fight bloody battles with the Chinese soldiers and die together with the Chinese soldiers. No one is allowed to surrender, because surrender is a serious matter.

The greatest disgrace to the Japanese emperor, long live the Japanese Empire! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

After General Ito gave a lecture on resisting to the end, he said to Chief of Staff Akutagawa: "Akutagawa-kun, my mission is over. From now on, no one will bother me!" Then, before Chief of Staff Akutagawa and Ichigan described themselves as haggard,

, walked into his office under the gaze of the hungry and ghostly officers of the headquarters, and the door was closed tightly.

The artillery and aviation units of the independent division conducted an hour of saturated artillery shelling and bombing. Hundreds of thousands of artillery shells and bombs fell on the Japanese troops. There was no blank spot for shelling and bombing. They used steel storms to encircle the Japanese positions.

Shrouded in a terrifying hell.

This was the order of the division commander Tang Qiuli. Although he wanted to capture more prisoners and send them to Siberia as laborers, he knew better the evil nature of the Japanese nation. Only a stormy blow could destroy the hearts of Japanese soldiers.

A trace of courage to resist, trembling in front of the shells and bombs.

Therefore, Tang Qiuli would rather waste more artillery shells and bombs and capture fewer prisoners than let the soldiers of the Independent Division pay more with their lives and blood at the end of the Australian campaign. The lives of ten Japanese soldiers

, is not worth the life of an independent division soldier.

After the bombardment ended, the aviation fleet also began to return. The battlefield suddenly fell silent. However, this silence did not last long. The roar of tank engines echoed over the battlefield. Battelle's armored assault group began to cover the infantry charge.

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Battelle commanded one of them. Hundreds of tanks roared, their tracks kicked up dust, formed into several wedge-shaped attack formations, and rushed forward...

At first, Battelle was very cautious. He was not worried about the Japanese anti-tank weapons, but worried about the bushido spirit of the Japanese soldiers and resorted to suicide bombing tactics. However, he soon discovered that his caution was unnecessary.

Looking through the lookout hole of the tank, I could see the soil rolled up by artillery shells and bombs. The tank had penetrated several hundred meters into the Japanese position without encountering any resistance.

At the same time, in all directions of the encirclement, several regiments of the Independent Division, under the cover of tanks, also began to attack. More than one million troops, with an indomitable momentum, rolled towards the Japanese positions.

Including Tang Qiuli, no one thought that the battle to encircle and annihilate the Japanese-Australian front army with more than one million soldiers in the encirclement would end so quickly and smoothly. After all, it was more than one million well-trained and captured soldiers.

The ferocious Japanese soldiers, poisoned by the Bushido spirit, could not be underestimated even though they had been starved for more than two weeks.

The last battle of annihilation in the Australian War ended in more than ten hours. By about five o'clock in the afternoon, the three major ports including Cooktown, Mount Molloy and Townsville,

and other key points were all defeated, but the price paid by the independent division troops was extremely slight. The advancing speed of the troops could not be described as offensive. It was simply marching on a battlefield full of craters.

Especially for the troops who invaded the city, according to the estimates of the division commanders and headquarters at all levels, urban street fighting would be the most difficult battle in this annihilation war. However, what they did not expect was that the expected fierce street fighting did not

Didn't happen.

After the troops entered the city, they were surprised to find that there was not even sporadic resistance from the Japanese soldiers. In addition to corpses everywhere, Japanese soldiers who were dying of hunger and too lazy to move their fingers were lying in every corner of the city.

With empty eyes, he watched the soldiers of the Independent Division walking past him. Many Japanese soldiers still held leaflets from more than a month ago in their hands.

Tang Qiuli, who was in charge of the division command, received calls from the commanders of various corps one after another when the battle was coming to an end. The reports were basically the same. They were that the troops were in the process of attacking and did not encounter any resistance from the Japanese soldiers.

What's more, there were too many prisoners, scattered all over the place, and some of them were so hungry that they were lying on the ground unable to get up with only half a breath left.

Putting down the phone, Tang Qiuli patted his forehead and smiled. The attack went so smoothly, and the troop casualties were so slight. He didn't even think about it. There were more than one million Japanese soldiers, and they were all solved in a dozen hours.

, such a battle can be fought...

"There is a saying in the art of war that 'the soldiers and horses move forward before the food and fodder are used.' It really makes sense. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me!" Tang Qiuli sighed. In more than ten hours, more than one million Japanese and Australian front troops were wiped out.

Rather than saying it was the result of the independent division's overall superiority in strength and firepower, it was better to say that it was the hungry tactic that had miraculous results!

Next, the main task of the army is probably to be transferred to the Japanese prisoners of war who still don't know how many there are. The issue of food and drink comes up. "Yuhe!" Tang Qiuli shouted loudly.

Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe hurried over, with an excited smile on his face, gesturing with his hands and said: "Commander, what a miracle! In more than ten hours, more than one million Japanese troops were eliminated, and almost no troops died, which is unprecedented!"

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