From Guadalcanal to Okinawa, MacArthur and Nimitz's island hopping tactics now appear to be very successful.

But countless American soldiers also shed their blood along the way, and death notices were sent back to the United States one after another.

The war is not over yet, but the soldiers are already feeling war-weary.

MacArthur and Nimitz's original intention was to deal a psychological and strategic double blow to the Japanese army on Okinawa, end the Pacific War as soon as possible, and give the soldiers a long vacation.

Similarly, the Japanese also wanted to fight the Americans on Okinawa, and the two sides inexplicably came up with the idea.

From the very beginning, Operation Iceberg was destined to be anything but ordinary and simple. It was destined to be bloody and a battle between steel and flesh.

Suddenly there was violent gunfire on the island, and the coffee cup in MacArthur's hand fell to the ground.

Because the sound of gunfire was so intense, MacArthur could tell that the main sound of gunfire was from Japanese weapons without turning his head to listen carefully.

Whether it was Japanese light and heavy machine guns or artillery of various calibers, MacArthur and many senior Allied generals looked down upon them, thinking that they were all shoddy machines with many shortcomings.

But MacArthur did not doubt one thing:

Bullets fired from these crudely made weapons can still kill American soldiers.

At this moment, the gunfire on Okinawa was so intense.

The wireless communicator sounded a series of calls for help from frontline officers. MacArthur heard panic, fear and helplessness in these voices.

The indiscriminate bombing of Okinawa has continued for four or five days. Why do Japanese monkeys still have such powerful firepower?

MacArthur couldn't figure it out.

But now was not the time to think about these problems. He quickly ordered sea and air firepower to provide support to the soldiers on the island.

No matter how bad the situation on the island is, there is always one good thing:

Finally discovered the main force of the Japanese!

The Third Battalion of the 1st Marine Regiment of the 1st Marine Division was less than 2 kilometers away from Naha, but these last two kilometers became a chasm that they could not cross.

"Puff puff puff......"

The Marines had not noticed the enemy until now. They only felt bullets flying towards them from all directions.

The hot bullets flew past his neck and cheeks, causing waves of burning sensations that made his body tremble involuntarily.

The soldier just wanted to thank God for blessing him from the flying bullets.

But the next second his body was hit by five or six bullets and instantly turned into a gourd of blood.

The soldiers of the third battalion of the 1st Marine Regiment of the 1st Marine Division were surrounded by bunkers set up by the Japanese in front, behind, to the right and to the right. The crisscrossed light and heavy machine gun firepower points left almost no blind spots for shooting.

The soldiers had no ability to resist at all and became lambs to be slaughtered.

The comrades around them fell one after another, and the panicked American soldiers scurried around like headless flies.

The bullets broke the legs of the headless soldiers. They hid on the ground, howling and rolling, and then they accidentally saw the ferocious smiling faces of the enemy in the hidden shooting holes.

Mountain artillery, field artillery, and tank artillery used as fixed firepower points continued to pour out artillery shells, and the fragments of the artillery shells tore the soldiers of the First Marine Division in the encirclement into pieces.

The center of the ambush circle was quickly filled with broken limbs and meat, and red blood continued to spread.

"retreat!"

"retreat!"

The officer roared loudly and ran towards the way he came while firing at the enemy.

The American soldiers heard the commander's order, but they had already lost their direction under fire from all directions.

Only a few people ran out of the ambush with their officers, and most of the soldiers lay under the unremarkable hill.

Major General Pietro, commander of the 1st Marine Division in the rear, witnessed this tragic scene with the help of a telescope.

Only 1/4 of the soldiers of a battalion escaped, and the rest were thrown into the enemy's fire circle.

"Boom boom boom......"

The firepower of carrier-based aircraft and naval guns quickly overwhelmed this battlefield!

The belated fire support did not harm the Japanese soldiers in the underground fortress, but instead caused more injuries to the hundreds of American soldiers on the battlefield.

The cannons were rumbling outside, but the little devils in the underground fortress were celebrating this hearty victory.

They hugged each other and shouted long live in the direction of His Excellency the Commander, looking extremely excited.

In the first battle, the Japanese soldiers vented all the frustration in their hearts, and their morale and morale were high.

The situation was similar on the entire front. The 1st Marine Division, 6th Marine Division, 7th Army Division, etc., all of the troops advancing with great strides were ambushed and suffered heavy losses.

"Your Excellency, Commander, each unit reported that our army killed and wounded at least 2,000 US troops!"

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, and Chief of Staff Major General Sekiya reported excitedly to Ushijima Mitsuru.

The US military basically had no chance to rescue the wounded. Calculated this time, the result of this battle was 2,000.

After winning the first battle, Ushijima Mitsuru felt a little happier.

But he could not be satisfied with the results of 2000. The bloodshed on Okinawa had just begun.

Through the telescope, all U.S. troops on all fronts retreated a kilometer or two to the rear in a very stretched formation.

When you came here, you were very aggressive and arrogant. Now you have hit a nail. Let’s see if you still dare to be arrogant.

"MacArthur, let's see what you can do to me!"

Ushijima raised his proud head and snorted coldly from his nostrils.

"Shit! The Japanese are so despicable and shameless!" Major General Pietro, commander of the 1st Marine Division, said angrily:

"The closer we get to the Japanese mainland, the more perverted the Japanese troops we encounter!"

"They can hide better than mice and have more tenacity than cockroaches!"

"Lieutenant General Buckner, after the artillery preparations are completed, I request an immediate attack!" Major General Pietro was angry and painful.

"In the battle just now, five to six hundred officers and soldiers of the First Marine Regiment were left on that position. Most of them were only slightly injured!"

Several other division commanders who had suffered the heaviest losses also echoed that they wanted Little Japan to pay for its blood debt.

Lieutenant General Buckner had figured out what was happening ahead. He nodded and said:

"The artillery fire will last for an hour. After an hour, the troops will use tanks as cover and continue to advance forward!"

"Today's mission is to capture Naha and crush the arrogance of the Japanese monkeys."

The brief meeting ended quickly, and Major General Petro returned to the headquarters of the 1st Marine Division again.

The 1st Marine Regiment lost several hundred men, but Major General Pietro still planned to use them as the main assault force.

An hour of artillery preparations quickly ended, and the Marine Regiment slowly advanced toward the battlefield under the cover of more than a dozen fire-breathing tanks.

This time they were extra careful, not letting go of any pile of withered grass or any hillock.

The flames of the fire-breathing tanks continued to lick the ground, burning the road ahead bare.

After discovering the Japanese bunker, the fire-breathing tank would aim at the observation port and shooting port of the bunker and continuously pour fuel into it.

If they could hear the shrill screams of the Japanese coming from inside, the soldiers would feel very comfortable and the corners of their mouths could not help but raise.

"Long live!"

"Onboard!"

"Bang bang bang..."

During the naval bombardment just now, the communication channels between some bunkers and the rear were blown down, making it impossible for the Japanese soldiers to retreat to the rear.

After the fire-breathing tanks approached, the extremely fanatical Japanese soldiers jumped out of the bunker and approached the US troops with stringed grenades.

The 1st Marine Division had experienced the battles of Guadalcanal and Iwo Jima, and they were accustomed to Japanese suicide attacks.

The Garand semi-automatic rifle fired one full blast, causing the Japanese to fall to the ground, followed by continuous fire from the flamethrower.

The Japanese soon turned into Pyromaniacs jumping around. As a grenade exploded, the Pyromania was torn apart.

The burning flesh and blood tissue splashed onto the uniforms of the soldiers of the First Marine Division. The soldiers calmly slapped them to the ground and stomped them twice with their feet.

As they continued to advance, Japanese kept jumping out, but the damage they caused to the 1st Marine Division was minimal.

A few hours later, the 1st Marine Division advanced to the forefront of the previous exchange of fire.

Under the firepower of both the enemy and ourselves, almost all the people in the third battalion were dead.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the soldiers of the 1st Marine Division began to strengthen their positions.

If nothing unexpected happened, the Japanese would emerge from the underground fortifications again at night and launch a desperate counterattack.

Soldiers must be prepared in advance, otherwise their lives will not be saved.

During the entire advance, less than 100 Japanese soldiers died at the hands of the First Marine Division!
Chapter completed!