Steel Soviet Union

When the driver of the Japs who had been scared out of his wits by the heavy artillery stopped and asked, he found out that the other Japs who had survived the shelling had just left not long ago. perform

According to this Japanese driver, who had been so shocked by the heavy artillery that his ears could not function very well, and he had to have an interpreter yell into his ears to communicate effectively.

Most of the troops in their entire regiment were sent to the west under this overwhelming bombardment.

The number of corpses seen at the moment is not enough. That is because the artillery barrage is too powerful. The large amounts of shelling floating soil raised into the sky buried most of the corpses, fragments, and remains of weapons and equipment.

If you have the time to dig, you will definitely be able to dig out a lot of Japanese parts and fragments from the soil.

But Alsim had no interest in this. The only thing he was interested in was that "the Japanese army of the brigade had just left less than twenty minutes ago." It was enough to understand this.

"Comrade Company Commander, this Japanese driver is dead."

"ha?"

He had just finished asking and was about to stand up and give orders, but Alsim did not expect that the news of the death of the Japanese driver who could still breathe just now came so quickly.

When he turned around, he realized that the Japanese driver, whose waist had been severely injured by a sharp metal object, had his head tilted and was completely lifeless.

What killed him was not the Red Army, but the metal debris protruding from the severely distorted truck cab, which stabbed directly through his lower abdomen and pierced his waist.

The fact that he was still able to speak just now was probably due to the adrenaline in his excitement. Now, it cannot be said that it is not unexpected at all, but it can only be said that it is reasonable.

"Can you believe what this guy just said?"

"Can you believe that we will know if we catch up and take a look? I hope these Japanese devils still have the fighting spirit and have not gone too far, otherwise this trip will be in vain."

Alsim and his party, who had just left, immediately continued to catch up.

The good news is that not long after you move forward, some details that are easily missed will bring new surprises.

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

The Japanese troops who ran away in a hurry had no time to deal with the clues they left behind. The horseshoe marks left by the large cavalry galloping passed from north to south, and then turned back towards the direction from which the Japanese troops came and the depth of the occupied area.

Moreover, the imprint of the horseshoe is not on old soil, but on the fresh floating soil blown up by the cannon. What this means is obvious.

Following the horseshoe mark heading south, we followed a little further, and more important discoveries continued to follow.

"There are rut marks, comrade company commander! It's right next to the horseshoe mark, and it's also new!"

"It's here too, and there are traces of tracks!"

"Okay, it seems that not only are all the enemies not dead, but they also have some decent things to do! Keep chasing and prepare for battle!"

More and more discoveries meant that the Japanese troops who had regrouped and retreated together were not far away. Alsim, who had a premonition that the enemy was not far ahead, ordered an intensified pursuit.

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

The Japanese army, which had just escaped from the Russian death bombing zone, was in a completely different state from the Red Army.

The Japanese soldiers who were blown away by the bombing were all dejected, stumbling with weapons that seemed to weigh as much as a thousand kilograms in their hands.

The singing and marching posture with high morale that they had when they marched towards the Red Army with great fanfare not long ago was completely gone. The destructive bombardment just now, which was comparable to the end of the world, indeed caused great psychological trauma to these Japanese soldiers.

snap——

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

In normal times, this kind of humiliating behavior is definitely taboo in the eyes of Japanese military officers. You have to start with two big pot stickers and an angry "Baga". If you are lucky, it is possible to eat four big pot stickers. of.

As a warrior of the Imperial Army, you can't even hold the gun firmly in your hand. If you spread the word, it will only make the Navy Red Deer laugh.

But at the moment, no one, whether it was the other Japanese soldiers around or Captain Cao who was leading the team at the front, stood up to reprimand and curse such behavior.

Instead, each of them acted as if they hadn't seen anything, and just dragged the heavy weapons in their hands and continued to move forward, as if what their teammates did had nothing to do with them.

As for the Japanese soldier who could hardly walk anymore, not only injured but also exhausted, he had not forgotten what he was wearing these clothes for. Knowing that it was 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's okay if you don't bend down, but something will happen if you bend down.

The moment the Japanese soldier, who was already exhausted, bent down, he felt dizzy and dizzy. Before he could take a breath, his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

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

It was possible to turn a blind eye when the comrade's gun fell to the ground just now, but people fell to the ground with the gun, and it was really impossible to remain indifferent anymore.

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

"I - I really can't walk anymore. Leave me alone. You can leave quickly. If you continue to stay here, you will end up like me."

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

The power of love is powerful, even for heinous enemies.

Hearing the loud encouragement and reprimands from his good brother, he thought of Yamato Nadeshiko wearing a kimono under the cherry blossom tree, and he seemed to be able to see her smiling at him.

Feeling that some strength had returned to his broken body, he once again grasped the Type 99 rifle that had fallen to the ground as a walking stick.

He forced his body, which was almost riddled with internal injuries, to stand up again. Finally, with the help of a walking stick, rifle and the support of his comrades, he was able to move forward reluctantly.

Scenes like this are not just isolated cases, but are constantly happening among the entire Japanese army's retreating ranks.

But not all Japanese soldiers were so lucky. Some Japanese soldiers became immortal once they fell.

Even if comrades came forward to check and call, they could only leave helplessly with intolerance and pain. A lifeless corpse was left in the air, lying dead on the fertile soil in the Northeast and turned into fertilizer.

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

The final result was that it not only refreshed the Japanese army's understanding of field artillery, but also caused the entire Japanese army, which was advancing with injuries, to be shrouded in the haze of death and continue to lose numbers as they marched and died.

Due to the sudden shelling they encountered on the march, quite a few Japanese troops who had no shelter to hide in were more or less seriously injured internally by large-caliber artillery shells.

The specific manifestation of internal injuries is that you may be able to walk just after getting up from the ground, and you may look like a normal person.

But what happened next was that he walked slower and slower, and the pain became more and more painful until he finally couldn't support the body full of internal bleeding and collapsed completely.

The 101st Regiment of the 105th Brigade, which suffered unprecedented heavy losses, has now lost most of its trucks and horses. Individual humanoid soldiers with a smaller projection area were seriously injured by heavy artillery, not to mention the losses of larger horses and vehicles.

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

Even the armored vehicles and small tanks of the Japanese army were filled with various wounded stretchers placed in the open air and used every opportunity. There were also a large number of disabled Japanese soldiers with limited legs and feet sitting on the vehicles in the form of external hangers.

But even so, it has reached the point where all imaginable methods of transporting the wounded have been used.

However, 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 team leader has no vehicles or horses to use. All I can do is move my legs and continue this death-walking journey of "when will you die?"

The big-headed soldiers can move forward on foot without vehicles or horses, but the distinguished brigade commander, Major General Morishima Kurouchi, absolutely cannot.

Because the entire lower body was smashed and fractured by the tall horse's corpse.

Major General Morishima Kuronei, who is destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair even if he is alive, is currently traveling in a Type 95 four-wheel drive reconnaissance vehicle.

While enduring severe physical pain and watching his troops fall into this state, he continued to move forward with strong regret and anger.

"Baga! The people in the Kwantung Army headquarters are simply stupid pigs! A bunch of drunkards and rice sacks!"

"It is clear that the Russians are powerful and are launching unprecedented air strikes and artillery attacks, but they do not provide any cover and support and ask us to attack! The lonely fight ended up like this. I would like to ask the idiots at the Kwantung Army headquarters how they feel. !”

There are only two alliances under his command, and this attack brought the old main alliance, the old team he brought up by himself.

As a result, I didn't even see what the Russians looked like, but they were blown to bits and turned into what they look like now.

Indeed, it would have been strange if Major General Morishima Kuronai had not gone berserk on the spot and cursed in anger.

"Your Majesty, Brigade Commander, be careful what you say! There are so many people here and there are soldiers with low morale everywhere. If this word reaches the Kwantung Army headquarters, I'm afraid it will be a great disadvantage to you!"

The Type 95 four-wheel-drive reconnaissance vehicle is a convertible with a sleek shape. The adjutant who was in the driver's seat and was responsible for driving was very frightened.

I'm afraid that the brigade commander's loud shouting will be heard by some red deer with a long tongue and spread to the Kwantung Army headquarters. By then, no matter how big or small the problem is, there will definitely be trouble that cannot be avoided. With the attitude of "one less thing is worse than one more thing", why bother?

Even though the adjutant had spoken in a low voice and reminded him kindly, how could Morishima Kurouchi, who was furious, be able to suppress his anger with just a few words?

"So what if I know? I want to let these losers 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! Even if the commander I still say the same thing!”

Even though the brigade commander in the car was shouting so angrily, the retreating Japanese troops on both sides of the road following the car remained silent and turned a deaf ear. He didn't even have the energy to watch the excitement or discuss in low voices, he just kept his head down and trudged on.

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Seeing that his soldiers were in this state, he turned around and glanced at the unattended corpse lying dead on the roadside.

Morishima Kuronei, who no longer shouted in anger, gradually calmed down, and after thinking for a moment, he quickly gave the first order since the beginning of the defeat.

"Let the team stop and take a rest. After leaving the Russian artillery blockade, they have been retreating non-stop for more than half an hour. Even if the horses and machines can bear it, people on foot should not be able to bear it. ”

Normally, Morishima Kuronei, the leader of the official brigade, would never say this.

For the Japanese army, which has always emphasized that "meat bombs defeat steel bombs", they don't have a body that can withstand the torment. How dare you say that you are an imperial warrior?

Half an hour of foot march is nothing! Those who don’t regard the big-headed soldiers as human beings have practiced the performance art of marching on foot until a soldier dies of exhaustion.

If no soldiers die from exhaustion, it means that your foot march is not intense enough.

When a soldier dies from exhaustion, when will the test of "meat bombs defeat steel bombs" be considered passed?

When the weakest soldiers are eliminated, they are eliminated. It is no pity. How can a coward who can't stand a march expand the territory for His Majesty the Emperor?

Although it sounds strange, this fallacy was very popular within the Japanese army at that time, and even today there are a large number of staunch supporters, and Morishima Kuronei happened to be one of them.

So even though they had just walked out of the bombing zone for more than half an hour, Morishima Kuronei ordered him to take a rest.

This is not to say that Morishima Kuronei loves nurse soldiers or anything, but that Morishima Kuronei knows that if he continues to walk in this physical condition without taking a breath, he may be almost dead before returning to the county town. .

It's one thing to suffer heavy losses, but it's another thing to be nearly wiped out.

He clamored to go to the Kwantung Army headquarters to ask for an explanation, but Morishima Kuronei calmed down and reason prevailed. I know that if there are really few people left in the army, I, as the military commander, will be the unlucky one.

For the sake of his own future and future, Morishima Kuronei had no other choice but to give this order.

Let the soldiers rest and take a breath first, and treat those who can be injured on the spot to reduce the mortality rate.

Then clean up the dead or imminently dead bodies in the truck compartments and on the backs of war horses to make room for those who are still alive and who still hope to survive to the county seat.

I can't say how many more lives can be saved by such an operation, but at least the losses can be reduced as much as possible, so that the brigade commander will not be overwhelmed by the blame.

But as soon as Morishima Kuronei said this, the adjutant driving beside him was so frightened that he couldn't even hold his tongue straight and didn't forget to speak quickly.

The first update is in place. Brothers and Corgi promised to update it yesterday. There will be an update today. The second update will come later.