After daybreak, Shota Sasaki left the cave where he lived and led more than 3,000 people from the headquarters to a secret camp fifty kilometers away. The Japanese suffered too much from beheadings, so Koizumi Minichiro strictly ordered the frontline troops to lead the troops to a secret camp fifty kilometers away. The commander must constantly change the command location, and Shota Sasaki, as his confidant, naturally strictly enforced it. While walking, a battle report came back from the front line. He asked the staff to read it out on the spot, then grinned at the surroundings and said: "Gentlemen, it seems that the United States People really have nothing to worry about.”
Everyone was laughing, and someone said disdainfully: "In just one hour, we launched three rounds of air strikes without firing a single shot. Don't the Americans know that we have built bunker fortifications?"
"No, Yamada-kun, you are wrong. Maybe the Americans thought that bombing could destroy our underground fortifications." Shota Sasaki continued,
"Hai, hai." Yamada nodded quickly and replied,
"Eight squares." Shota Sasaki slapped him on the helmet, knocking him down, and cursed: "If the bombing really destroyed our underground fortifications, then we will give a shit."
The reason why Shota Sasaki was able to quickly establish prestige in the Osaka Fourth Division was because of his unpredictable temper. Yamada was his old subordinate and knew this well. He did not dare to change his temper even after being beaten. He smiled brighter and said: "The Chinese bombings cannot destroy our bunker. The underground fortification defense system was designed by you yourself."
Sasaki smiled, looked around and said, "Americans are dogs, and the scars are healed and they forget the pain. Originally, I was a little worried if the Chinese were the main attackers. After all, what I did I learned it all from the Chinese. Now, let Yamashita-kun teach the Americans a lesson."
Another bombing continued for about a quarter of an hour. After the explosions subsided, Cheuru was marked by Colonel Yamashita Douo as being in a spacious bunker under the No. 3 Highland. Yamashita gave a loud order for his troops to inspect the fortifications and personnel damage and ordered Each lookout point remained vigilant and reported any abnormalities immediately. Later, he said to a staff officer named Ono Qing beside him: "We can let the American devil contact their people."
Ono Qing ran out with a "Hai" sound. In a stinky cave, accompanied by two Japanese soldiers, he walked up to an American second lieutenant who was covered in blood and flesh, and said in unskilled English: "Rick , your chance to atone has come, call your superior officer and tell him that you have not discovered the enemy."
"Give me water, I want water, doctor, I need a doctor." Rick's mind was probably not clear. He didn't seem to understand what Ono said at all, but just shouted incoherently,
"Give him water." Ono said. A Japanese soldier unscrewed the water bottle on his body and fed Rick a few sips. When he wanted to feed him, Ono snatched him away. Ono squatted down and stared at Rick's eyes. Said: "Do as I say, I will give you water and ask the doctor to treat you."
A large part of the reason why Wynn was reluctant to issue an attack order was that the frontline reconnaissance unit had not been able to send back exact information about the enemy's situation. At the end of the third round of bombing, the captain of the reconnaissance unit, Rick, promptly sent back With the good news, Wynn had no doubts anymore and issued the attack order with a wave of his right hand.
Even when faced with an empty hilltop, the Americans did not give up fire preparations. Dozens of 75mm-caliber field guns fired at the same time, and hundreds of shells exploded one after another, destroying the last trees and trees blocking the U.S. advance. The unexpected rocks were blown to pieces. Following the rain of artillery, a dozen tanks rumbled over, followed by several armored vehicles. Behind the armored vehicles were groups of infantry.
"John, report the situation at any time." Wynn held the walkie-talkie microphone in his hand and shouted loudly,
"It's the general." Wynn replied in an armored vehicle. He looked outside through the peephole and thought to himself: "The Japanese should give up here. It is too close to the ocean. As long as the Japanese commanders still have some brains, they will Of course, we won’t risk sniping at the risk of being bombarded by naval artillery at any time.”
Five hundred meters, one thousand meters, as the tank detachment leading the way was getting farther and farther away from the landing site, John's heart finally calmed down. As long as he could climb the mountain in front, this first step would be considered a solid step, and he would seize the opportunity. After this hilltop, their heavy weapons and equipment will have a place to stay. Then relying on this, they will be able to seize the entire Cheuru.
Such an idea came to his mind when a violent explosion sounded without any warning. He was startled by the loud noise and his heart trembled. Before he could react, the continuous explosions sounded, and then he opened his mouth to roar. : "The enemy is attacking, fight back on the spot." A strong force came from under him, and he flew into the air. The burning pain made him yell out uncontrollably. He lowered his head at the miserable howl that was not like a human voice. Looking over, I saw the shattered car body below and the fireworks that continued to rise all around. Damn it, we stepped on an anti-tank mine. This was the last thought in John's mind before his consciousness disappeared.
The Japanese attack came so suddenly. Not only John but also the US troops under his command failed to respond. Even Wynn was unexpected. When the first mushroom cloud rose, his eyes widened and he still didn't believe it would happen. In this case, the tank that opened the way was the new Pershing heavy tank, known as the mobile fortress. This type of tank draws on the design concept of the Xuebingjun Mandrill heavy tank, emphasizing armor protection and mountain climbing capabilities, and is especially suitable for complex mountainous terrain. In the critical battle, what Wynn couldn't figure out was that the previous reconnaissance clearly did not find anti-tank mines, nor the lurking Japanese troops. So what was going on with this explosion? He was puzzled. Continuous explosions sounded, and one car after another A Pershing was blown up, and American soldiers screamed one after another. He was completely stunned.
"Retreat, retreat." Finally, he came to his senses, pressed the send button on the microphone on his hand, and shouted: "John, retreat immediately."
Without Wynn's order, the soldiers of John's regiment also began to retreat. No, to be more precise, they fled. As the parties involved, the American soldiers of John's regiment also couldn't figure out where the attack came from. This intensified their panic. In addition, John lost his voice, causing the entire army to lose its unified command. As a result, John's regiment was defeated like a mountain, and the surviving soldiers rolled and climbed to escape down the mountain.
Jin and Blake also saw this scene. They opened their eyes and opened their mouths in unison, and then cursed "SHIT."
Failure is not terrible. The terrible thing is that the reason for failure is unknown. What Americans are encountering now is such a situation. At this time, when thinking back to the three previous air fire preparations, Americans have a burning feeling on their faces.