kingnovel Chapter 423: Forced Japanese Officers to Disembowel
Chapter 423: Forced Japanese Officers to Disembowel
Chapter 423: Forced Japanese Officer to Commit Seppuku
At eight o'clock in the morning, Gu Changfeng evacuated most of the people to the mountains, leaving only a small number of soldiers in the trenches closest to the Japanese.
Equipped with a small number of M60s and light machine guns, he only needed to guard against the Japanese during the day and prevent them from breaking through the blockade.
Such an arrangement would be of little use if the Japanese planes came, unless the Japanese dared to charge under their own bombs. Otherwise, as long as there was a problem with the defense line, the soldiers on the mountains could provide support at any time.
And another point is that the front lines of defense are not far from the Japanese. If the Japanese want to bomb, it is hard to say who the bombs will fall on.
"Bagayalo, the commander of the independent regiment is cunning and cunning, not the work of a warrior."
Inside the Japanese command center, Matsuura was so angry that his nose was about to be crooked, and the entire command center was filled with curses.
But Matsuura had no good solution. He had already seen the enemy's deployment clearly. If their air warriors dropped bombs, the error rate was so high that it was hard to say who would be hit.
There are also supplies. It would be considered good if two-thirds of them could be left here.
The early morning battle severely damaged the entire 106th Division. Not only did they lose heavy artillery, but they also suffered heavy losses in manpower. If this continues, Matsuura will have to commit seppuku...
At nine o'clock in the morning, the Japanese planes came again.
But at this time, Matsuura no longer had any hope. He looked at the plane dropping supplies in the sky with empty eyes and was speechless for a long time.
He had only one question in his mind: could they hold on even if the independent regiment attacked a few more times?
It's no wonder he thinks so. The living space of the entire 106th Division has been compressed again. If the enemy launches one or two more heavy artillery attacks, their headquarters will no longer need to exist. What else can he expect?
Matsuura looked at the supplies dropped from the air and saw that many of them were floating towards the enemy. He gritted his teeth and finally decided to send a farewell telegram.
It was too late for support, and he was ready to die!
The Japanese pilots in the air were unaware of Matsuura's thoughts. After completing the airdrop mission, they began bombing and strafing the independent regiment's positions.
Inevitably, some bombs were dropped on the Japanese positions, causing the Japanese soldiers to scream in anger.
Of course, the Japanese pilots had no good way to deal with this kind of accidental bombing, as the positions of both sides were too close.
Matsuura didn't care about that. A telegram was sent to the Japanese headquarters. The whole place fell silent. Yamaoka Michitake's face turned red with anger and he cursed Matsuura as a disgrace to the empire.
After spending such a huge amount of money, the result still remains unchanged. How can he be willing to accept this?
The main thing is that the outcome of the 106th Division is definitely related to him. The problem is that the division commander Matsuura is about to give up, what can he do?
"Bakayaro, order all the supporting units to hurry up and provide me with more weapons and ammunition. All the flying squadrons that can be mobilized will go to support!"
Yamaoka Michitake used up the last bit of his strength. He didn't want anything to happen to the 106th Division, and he couldn't afford the consequences.
During the day, the two sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding. Neither the Independent Regiment nor the Eighth Route Army attacked, and the Japanese had no ability to fight back, which was just right.
The reinforcements from Laiyuan City did not dare to move at this time. They had just fought a battle with the five defending battalions when they received an emergency call from Laiyuan. They had no choice but to withdraw from the battlefield.
Naturally, the special forces did not succeed in taking Laiyuan. It was not that Zhao Ziqing did not want to, but at the moment it was much better not to take it than to take it.
What's more, Zhao Ziqing took advantage of the chaos in Laiyuan to send several teams in. If they really start to cause trouble, the Japanese in Laiyuan will be in trouble.
Night fell again, another moonless night with few stars. For the 106th Division, this night might very well be the last night of their lives.
At eight o'clock in the evening, signal flares from all directions streaked across the night sky, and the loud military bugles sounded again, and the attack continued...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The attack was still launched by the artillery battalion. The artillery battalion, which had replenished its grenades during the day, was now full of confidence and sent a large number of artillery shells to the Japanese positions as if they were free.
At this point, Gu Changfeng didn't care about anything else. The more than 10,000 points he had previously obtained plus the results of last night's battle, nearly 30,000, were all exchanged for grenades. By the way, he also exchanged four for the Eighth Route Army.
Gu Changfeng, who had points, was extremely generous and didn't care about the consumption at all!
The artillery battalion and the Eighth Route Army became more confident again, and the Japanese were in trouble.
One high-explosive grenade after another was fired at the Japanese positions, blowing them all to pieces. The density of the Japanese crowd was also large enough that a random grenade could kill more than 20 Japanese soldiers, truly blasting a large area.
Gu Changfeng's style is very heroic. If the problem can be solved with cannons, he will not use soldiers to charge. The purpose of charging is to finish the battle at the end.
Under the attack of more than a dozen artillery pieces, there was almost no safe place on the Japanese side. No matter they were lying down, standing, or lying down, they could not bury themselves. There would always be a bullet that would hit them, and whether they could avoid it depended entirely on luck.
Inside the Japanese command center, Matsuura looked at the Japanese officers bitterly, bowed deeply to them, and then ordered Colonel Nishizono to take out the flag representing the division.
"Gentlemen, it's time,"
Matsuura's few words represent many meanings, and the Japanese officers naturally understand that they will not be able to hold on tonight and there is no need to struggle anymore.
"Long live the holy war, long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
Sumita yelled with a ferocious look on his face, then pulled out his ancestral command knife and cut into his abdomen with one blow.
As a noble cavalryman, he would not allow his dignity to be trampled upon, so he committed suicide before their divisional flag was burned.
Matsuura shook his head and said, "Xiyuan-kun, it's up to you to destroy the division flag!"
After saying this, he looked at the several regimental commanders and ordered, "Bring out your regimental flags! These are the last remaining dignity of the empire. Not a single flag can be left to the Chinese!"
Upon hearing this, several captains of Tanaka's regiments took out the flags they had prepared in advance.
As the flag in Nishizono's hand caught fire, Tanaka and other regimental commanders also threw their flags on it.
The Japanese officers began to commit suicide. Those who had the courage used knives, and those who didn't use guns. Finally, it was the turn of the division commander Matsuura.
Matsuura ceremoniously took off his lieutenant general uniform and tore open his shirt from his belly, revealing his wrinkled belly.
Due to the long war and his old age, death was indeed his fate, but there were some regrets.
After watching for a while, Matsuura drew out the short knife from his waist. A man of his status certainly wouldn't use a bad knife. This short knife was specially used for seppuku.
If seppuku is performed poorly or unprofessionally, it is easy to be laughed at.
He is a true warrior, and he certainly doesn't need help from others for such a technical task as seppuku.
A minute later, Matsuura stabbed his abdomen with a knife and cut a cross.
Because he was already thin, Matsuura went to see their aunt without much struggle, thus avoiding the final pain.
Unlike Tanaka, who has a lot of belly fat and wants to show off, he is still twisting and struggling on the ground...