My Third Empire

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"Hurry up, none of these important things will be left to those **** Americans!" An officer looked at the direction of the bunker where his commander was, and said to someone around him uncomfortably: "Our time is not More, all the things to be done must be done! "

An officer Shao Zuo beside him was already very pale, and at this time it seemed a little crazy. He stood up suddenly, and then shouted loudly to his colleagues who tried to keep his body as low as possible: "You cowards! We believe in the **** of heaven, and His Majesty the Emperor will bless us from invulnerability! We should go to the front and launch a decisive charge. ! Instead of crouching here to burn these inexplicable junk! The courageous people will come with me, let ’s go to the Americans ... "

He hadn't finished his words yet. A bullet passed through his head. The huge force directly shattered his skull. Because he didn't wear a helmet, he didn't stop the skull from breaking apart. Soon his body knelt down with only one chin left on his neck, and the rest of the things didn't know where to go. The crippled corpse shook a little, and then collapsed on the side of the crater, there was no more Any sound.

Everyone was frightened by this sudden scene, they stopped their hands and watched their companion become a cold body, the headed officer swallowed a spit, and then continued his hand Action: "Don't be in a daze, burn it!"

It is not that he is insensitive, but that these people have known that after a few minutes, they will have almost the same ending, so there is nothing to be shocked. Everyone has no hope for the future.

Taro Takemoto was not in the trenches like the Japanese soldiers in the distance, shouting out the slogan of His Majesty the Emperor Long live out of his foxhole, he just looked at the yelling allies in the distance from a tiny gap, look Watching them fall down one after another in dense bullets.

"Command from Chief Ishida, let all the troops fight back. If they are not willing to fight back, they will be broken in the trenches." An officer bent over the trenches and explained to the Japanese soldiers leaning against the walls of the trenches. In the final task, he slapped every passing soldier, hoping that they could cheer up and contribute another force to his motherland.

"Broken jade for His Majesty the Emperor, the soul after death can return to the motherland and accept the worship and worship of our descendants in the shrine." He shouted loudly to the soldiers with panic and unwilling eyes in his surroundings: "Stay left People will be killed by Americans, and they will not accept Japanese captives. "

Driven by this kind of lie, many Japanese soldiers can only choose to stubbornly end. They burn all the bullets in their bunkers, and then commit suicide with a bayonet or choose a suicide charge. A few officers will use the command knife to self-discipline, while more officers will follow their own soldiers and fall down on the road of a crazy impact on the US military position.

Last night, the Japanese counterattack reached its peak. More than 4,000 soldiers finally chose a concealed bayonet raid at night because the ammunition was exhausted. As a result, the fierce battle continued all night. Some positions of the US military were even recaptured by the Japanese, but these positions fell again after dawn. In the hands of the US military, the Japanese army killed more than 3,000 people overnight.

Moreover, such a large-scale death caused the Japanese army to lose many defensive positions, and further compressed the area controlled by the Japanese army. If it were n’t for the lack of ammunition, the Japanese would be able to persist on the island for at least another ten days. Unfortunately, this assumption did not become a reality, and the Japanese did not deliver ammunition to the island besieged by the US military.

Major General Ishida knew that he had been abandoned three days ago, and he gave up completely forgotten. The submarine supplies he had longed for did not arrive until he ordered the bombing of the port terminal. It is impossible for the Ishida Division without ammunition and heavy weapons to hold the position for a month. The so-called perseverance for a month is just a huge pie painted by the base camp for Ishida.

The soldier at the door had already carried his rifle to find the Americans desperately. Only one adjutant stood behind Major General Ishida in the entire bunker. The Japanese samurai needs to stand behind a “misguided person” when he is self-disciplined, and is responsible for making up a knife or a shot to end the self-discipline when the suicide fails. From this point of view, it's quite humane, avoiding the awkwardness that people are still alive ... and then watching the intestines in the house has been hurt for three and a half days before they die.

"Our soldiers are all brave, aren't they?" Ishida said suddenly, and asked the adjutant standing behind him.

"Your excellency, yes, they are fighting desperately, and no one chooses to surrender in shame. Everyone will be here to contribute their lives to the rise of the empire." The adjutant bowed his head and replied in a firm tone.

"Yoxi. This way I will be relieved. It is my incompetence that has affected them so that they have not been able to taste the taste of victory. But my heart loyal to the Great Japanese Empire has not changed, I hope my soul can return Hometown. "Ishida wrapped the white silk wiping the command knife in the middle of the blade of the long knife, and pressed her hand there.

In ancient times, when the Japanese samurai cut off their stomachs, they used short knives tucked around their waists, called "rib ribs." However, at that time, some warriors were usually equipped with two knives. It's poorly used to cut belly. Of course, it can also be used to cut an apple and roast chicken wings. But in the modern warfare, if the commander had nothing to do with two swords on his waist ... it wouldn't be called a samurai, it would be an idiot. Therefore, the Japanese have also kept pace with the times, and they will begin to use the abdomen means of the former poor samurai to meet the needs of their Bushido spirit.

Ishida used this method to wrap the middle part of the blade of the command knife with cloth, and then pinched it with his hand, using only half the length of the blade to cut the abdomen. He held his hand at this part, and the adjutant behind him also pulled out the gun at his waist at this time, aiming at Major Ishida's back.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Ishida thrust the blade into his stomach, and the adjutant slammed the pistol in his hand almost at the same time, and the bullet hit the back of Ishida's brain, causing him to immediately fall to the ground in the bunker The death is much uglier than the chief of staff.

The adjutant did not move his footsteps, he put the pistol with blood on his muzzle against his temple, then pulled the trigger, the second shot echoed throughout the house, but unfortunately only lying on the ground Three bodies, no one could hear these sounds anymore.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" In the trenches, a Japanese soldier pulled the grenade that had just opened the box and opened the safety ring. He slammed the grenade on his helmet, and then pressed it on himself. At the chest. Such suicides are said to be painless, at least in terms of propaganda.

The explosion of "Boom!" Rose in the trench, and the corpse that had become flesh and blood as a result of the shrapnel cutting was lying at the bottom of the trench, and there were blood and fragments of some limbs all around. The second Japanese soldier did the same thing in this atmosphere, and there were explosions everywhere.

This method of suicide is very luxurious. At least many troops do not have the capital to do so. They do not have the ammunition to do jade crushing. They can only hold their rifles in the trenches and wait to die with the rushing US troops. Or simply rush directly to the US position, and then be shot dead on the road of the charge.

This is actually risky, because the enemy ’s bullet does not guarantee that it will actually hit the head once. It is possible that five shots will fall to the ground, and the pain of the heartbreaking lung will not die immediately, which is better than Suicide can be painful many times. Therefore, qualified soldiers will still choose their own jade broken, after all, at least you can decide to die without suffering.

"Takemoto ... I'm going to take a step first." In the trench, Kimura pinched a grenade and said to Taro Takemoto, who could not tell the difference between North and South, "The kingdom of heaven is goodbye, and I can meet you at the last moment. It is my Kimura Honor. Sayonara. "

"Alas ..." Sighing, Taro Takemoto could only take a few steps back, watching this new friend who had known for a few days bump the grenade on the helmet, and then pressed on the chest and waited to die. Then he saw Kimura flesh and blood, and subconsciously squeezed the grenade in his palm. This grenade may be his life-saving straw. It was so precious that even though he was afraid, he still refused to discard it.

However, he did not have the courage to commit suicide, and he never doubted this. He did not have the courage to press the grenade on his chest. He did not have the courage to shout the slogan of His Majesty the Emperor, to imagine that he could return to the motherland after he became minced meat. He squeezed the grenades through the trenches where corpses were everywhere, and he didn't even know what kind of purpose he was holding.

The U.S. military is getting closer and closer, and he can even see the helmets covered with the grid not far away creeping. So he opened the grenade's safety ring, hit the grenade on the helmet, and threw it in the direction of the US military. He still had three bullets in his rifle, and he felt that he had not yet reached the moment when he needed jade crushing.

Lifting the rifle and aiming at the direction the Americans came from, he pulled the trigger and felt the sitting force of the 38-type rifle hit his shoulder. He pulled the bolt, pushed a new bullet into the barrel, and then continued to aim, firing a second bullet at a distance. When he aimed again, he hesitated a little, and if he fired another shot, he would not even have the bullet for suicide. Mobile phone users please visit http: //