One morning five days later, just dawn, the Japanese army's leading soldiers were distributing buckets of food to the positions of each army.

The Japanese lined up one by one with lunch boxes, each with a bowl of thin rice soup and a plate of pickles. This is all about their breakfast.

Now the Japanese army's national strength has begun to decline, especially in terms of logistics supply, the amount of food distribution has become less and less, which is a huge difference compared to the beginning of the war.

In this case, the base camp also had to give priority to the navy to provide the few materials. There was even a saying in the army: "The navy is big and the fish is big, but the army is getting thinner."

"The patient only eats something, but now he actually gives it to us." Looking at the clear rice soup in the bowl, Japanese soldiers, Wei Liang, felt so uncomfortable.

Japanese people are very particular about eating rice. They think that most of the rice eats dry rice and basically don’t eat porridge. They also think that eating porridge and other porridge is prone to illness, and they only eat it when they are weak.

porridge.

"Ray Tai, it's good to have food. I heard that the First Division in the Pacific can only eat banana bark on the island now." The veterans in the class preached indifferently, as if they were used to it.

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"Senior, you probably didn't look like you are when you came to Myanmar, right?" Liang Tai asked curiously.

Originally, he was just a rural hunter in the southwest of Hyogo Prefecture. Because he suffered huge losses in the army for many years, he was recruited by the state and has only been in the army for a few months.

"Before? Humph... I can't go back at that time, so stop thinking about it!" The veteran took a sip of rice soup angrily and preached in a daze.

At the beginning of the war, the Japanese soldiers' food was quite good, especially after attacking the large granary of Southeast Asia, they could get one pound of rice, three pounds of essence, four pounds of refined wheat, four pounds of meat, one pound of vegetables, two pounds of sugar, salt and soy sauce every day.

Wait, sometimes there are fruits, wine and tea, etc., and the small life is quite good.

Compared to the Chinese soldiers who only eat two meals a day, the Japanese soldiers are treated like heaven, and now...

Perhaps as he said, compared to those compatriots on the Pacific Islands who have been besieged for a long time and can only survive by eating tree bark and sticking out grass roots, they have to eat three meals a day.

Japan is now trapped in the quagmire of the Chinese War and the Pacific War. The domestic supplies are very scarce and the finances are beginning to make ends meet. Since it is unable to gain an advantage in the ongoing war, the militaristic senior officials can only find ways from the domestic people.

In order to maintain this war, the cabinet began to ask the people to start to save money, concentrate all domestic resources on the military, and increase the plunder of domestic people, and even the food for Japanese citizens was requisitioned.

People in the city can no longer eat snow-white rice. Even if the conditions are better, they can only eat some brown rice mixed with coarse grains.

The farmers in the countryside were even worse. The food they had worked hard to basically hand over to the country, and they could only eat coarse grains and wild vegetables. When winter came, many Japanese farmers who had no food or drink were simply not allowed to eat or drink.

It can't stand the cold winter. Therefore, many places in rural Japan will starve to death every year.

In addition, the Americans bombed Japan endlessly, a large number of houses and farmland were blown up, and the people had no place to live, and many people could even live in dirty and smelly sewers and stay with mice. The Japanese life at that time

It can be imagined.

However, all this was caused by this despicable nation, and the pain and suffering they suffered were not worth a trace of sympathy.

Before coming, Liang Tai had a fantasy at one time because many people said that the army was in good condition and could eat rice and meat. They were much better than the hungry people, but in fact they were not satisfactory.

Nowadays, every morning and evening, there are rice porridge with pickles, and only a little dry rice at noon, vegetables and miso soup, and meat can’t be seen for a long time.

Although my life was hard before joining the army, I could still go to the mountains to hunt wild game and suck the teeth. In addition to not having enough food for three meals a day, I also had to be scared. Maybe I would be hit by bullets flying around.

Death, I really don’t know what the meaning of such a day is.

"もういい, don't use this expression. Think about how to survive on the battlefield. The captain said that if you want to fight as timidly as last time, you will be shot."

The veteran's words made Liang Tai feel trembling. He was not afraid of war, but he had an elderly father and two sisters at home, and he was the only son. If he really died on the battlefield, how could he let them live? So he

You can't die easily no matter what.

Unlike those madmen who were deeply brainwashed by the Bushido spirit and ****, farmers like Liangta who joined the army later became more rational in their minds.

"Did you hear that this Chinese army is all evil spirits." The veteran seemed to have opened his mouth, with a little horror in his expression, and continued to talk nonstop:

"They actually wanted to cut off the captive's heads and make them into human heads! So they must not be caught, and they would rather fight to the death than be captured."

Liang Tai was a little unbelievable when he heard such remarks for the first time. Just as he was about to continue asking questions, a loud sound suddenly came from a distance, and a signal flare took off from the woods and flew into the air.

"あれはHeですか?"

"What?"

Many Japanese soldiers leaned out and looked at the red dot curiously, and discussed whisperingly. There was only one squadron leader in the position who became alert.

"Be wary! I'm from Chinese!"

call out…

As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar and terrifying whistle sounded again in the sky. Without the command of the commander, the soldiers put down their bowls and chopsticks and immediately hid in the bunker to look for cover.

Fires were everywhere, raindrop-like shells hit the head one by one, and the exploded mud and sand even flew into the air more than ten meters high.

The Japanese discovered in horror that this wave of shelling was much more violent than ever before. Not only was it denser, but its terrifying power could directly blow up a trench, and none of the people inside could survive.

"It's a 150mm heavy artillery! Everyone retreats to the backscene, don't stay where they are, hurry!"

The squadron leader called the soldiers to retreat at the top of his lungs. He knew very well that these simple fortifications would not work much in front of the large caliber heavy artillery. Instead of holding on the front, it would be better to take a step back and preserve your strength.

After receiving the order, the terrified Japanese quickly ran to the back of the hillside, but the Chinese people's shelling was too dense, and many unlucky guys were blown away on the way back, making the grenades more than 40 kilograms close to each other.

The ending is only about becoming a pile of meat before the hit.

...

At the same time, the artillery positions of the Honorary Third Division were in full swing, with 24 155mm m114 howitzers, 48 ​​105mm m101 howitzers and 36 Krupp 105mm howitzers

, plus three regiment artillery battalions, nearly two hundred artillery pieces on the entire northern line emitted a roar at the same time, opening the curtain of the attack.

"I'm good, I really didn't expect that we could be so wide. Even the heavy artillery firepower of an army is nothing more than that..."

Smoke rolled in front of me, and Long Weng, who was standing at the fortifications, couldn't help but sigh that every Japanese defense line was baptized by artillery fire, and the explosion sounded like firecrackers during the New Year, constantly ringing in everyone's ears.

"Is it good? There are several tons of shells in a minute... How can I not be happy..." Looking at the countless bounce points falling, Li Liansheng felt a pain in his heart.

As the saying goes, a cannon fires a thousand taels of gold, and it is a very good time to kill, and consuming ammunition is also an astronomical figure.

"Hehe, didn't Junzuo say that the problem that can be solved with firepower is not a problem. It should be allowed to let the Japanese try the taste of cannonism." Long Wenhua didn't care. Wasn't the shells built just for bombing?

Human?

It’s good to be a rich man. You no longer have to search like before. You can’t beat the bunkers to fill them with your lives. Now when you encounter obstacles, you will directly cover your firepower. No matter how hard he beats him up, he will beat him up every time.

Let’s talk about it.

Although the artillery regiment was late, it brought the most powerful fire support. Nearly 50 tons of artillery shells were transported to the front line, and the firepower network that stretched for dozens of kilometers almost covered the defense areas of the two Japanese divisions.

Apart from artillery, the air force was not idle. Twenty Allied fighter jets, led by Jamie and Andre, dive bombed the forts and firepower points below one by one.

As long as the Japanese gathered together, they would appear wherever they would be, and air bombs would be thrown over the Japanese heads like shadows. No one could stop these eagles from killing.

"Li Wula, although your artillery is powerful, you have to see if our infantry ends up, let's see!"
Chapter completed!