After ruling out the firearm, Bruce Wiley leaned out of his upper body and held the M14 with both hands, holding the trigger on his right index finger. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dada......"

The 7.62mm Donghua standard bullet that rotated out at high speed chased the lives of Japanese soldiers, and the impact sound of the firing pin hitting the primer and the automatic loading of the bullet sounded so continuous and harmonious.

At this time, Bruce Willie did not have a trace of fear and pity in his heart, only anger at the sacrifice of his comrades and bitter hatred for the Japanese monkeys. He lay on his stomach in the muddy fortifications with bloodshot eyes, gritted his teeth and kept snapping the trigger, and the recoil of the bullet continued to push him against the butt, but he didn't feel any soreness or discomfort.

Rodman's machine-gun fire point had long been the target of the Japanese army's desperate efforts to suppress it. The 6.5mm warhead of the "Porphyr" made the area around his foxhole hot, and the stray bullets that flew by "Xiu Xiu" grazed his ears at close range from time to time.

However, the MG42 general-purpose machine gun in Rodman's hand never stopped breathing fire, and the little tracer bullets indirectly mixed out drew a beautiful chain of fire in the air.

A Japanese Type 99 main battle tank lifted its 100mm rifled gun and slowly turned the turret, and the muzzle of Hessesen carried the breath of death, so that Bruce Wiley, who was more than 800 meters away, could still clearly feel the coldness to the bone.

"Fack! Tank, Rodman, fast ......"

Before Bruce Willie's words could be fully shouted, a 100mm shrapnel exploded in Rodman's spread crater, and in the tumbling fireball, countless shredrapnel tore Rodman's powerful body to pieces......

The powerful momentum of the explosion threw Bruce Willy out of the way.

Bruce Willy felt as if he had been slammed into his chest with a hammer, and a sharp pain hit him, making Bruce Willy dizzy. The blazing fire in the air and the deafening roar of the engines of armored vehicles told him that he was alive and that the battle was still ongoing.

Vaguely, Bruce Willie saw a figure running towards him under heavy artillery fire, and he opened his eyelids with all his strength, which was the familiar American military uniform, with a bright red cross on his helmet, telling him that the other party was a medical officer in the company.

The medic seemed to be saying something to him eagerly, but Bruce Willy couldn't hear a word, his ears were filled with the sound of gold and iron, and his eyes went black.

……

When he woke up, Bruce found that he was still in the trenches of Apari's main defensive line, and his hands were groping around his body, but fortunately, there were no missing arms or legs, and there were a lot of parts on his body.

The torrential rain had turned all the trenches into muddy puddles, and despite the pumping machines pumping water out, it didn't look like it was going to work.

The sudden typhoon brought heavy rain forced the Japanese army to temporarily stop the offensive.

The battlefield, which was still roaring with motors and artillery fire just now, suddenly quieted down, except for the sound of wind and rain, so quiet that some people were suffocated.

As a sick and wounded, Bruce Willy no longer needed to continue to stick to the knee-deep trench in a raincoat like his other comrades, he sat half-lying and half-leaning on a "hospital bed" stacked with ammunition boxes, leaning his back against the damp muddy trench wall, looking up at the open tent canvas that was "rattling" from the raindrops.

In addition to Bruce Wiley, there were five other wounded people in the makeshift medical facility.

From the mouths of these comrades, who were only lightly wounded, Bruce Willie knew that a reinforcement had rushed over from Manila, and joined the battle in time to repel this crazy attack of the Japanese army.

Rodman was killed, they said that his body could hardly be found, and the only proof that the scattered body pieces were Rodman was probably the badge that was scattered on the ground and covered in blood.

Bruce Willie's face was numb, and there was neither the joy of the rest of his life, nor the sorrow of the sacrifice of his comrades. All he could think about was how to kill the Japanese monkeys and kill more Japanese monkeys.

As a graduate of West Point, when Bruce Willie first left the company, although he had the rank of lieutenant and deputy company commander on his shoulders, few veterans in the company looked down on him, an officer who had just come out of the military academy. The only person who made a good impression on him at that time was Sergeant Rodman.

In Bruce Willie's impression, Rodman was a relatively honest black young man, with a smile often on his face, and his body was strong and powerful like an ox. He never made fun of him as a rookie officer like others, and more often than not, he cooperated with Bruce Willie to arrange the work of the company.

But just now, right in front of his eyes, Rodman was gone, and he became the pile of stumps that could not be found.

Bruce Willie has never hated a race so much as he does now. He asked himself if he wasn't the kind of racist, but now he wanted to kill all the Japanese monkeys from this world!

……

Northwest of Kalimantan, Senna Port.

As a bridgehead for the attack on the Philippines, Senna Port has now become a temporary base port for the Japanese Navy's Combined Fleet.

Not only are there four Yamato-class heavy aircraft carriers moored here, but there are also four Wyvern-class light aircraft carriers.

The "88" fleet planned by the Japanese Navy now has the scale of "66". That is, six Yamato-class heavy mothers and six Wyvern-class light aircraft carriers.

A Yamato-class aircraft carrier is paired with an aircraft-class aircraft carrier, plus escort auxiliary heavy cruisers, light cruisers, and destroyers to form an aircraft carrier battle group, that is, a fleet.

The two Yamato-class aircraft carriers manufactured by Japan have already been launched into service, and at the same time as the construction of the Yamato-class aircraft carriers, six Flying Dragon-class aircraft carriers have also been built.

Obviously, Japan does not want to bet all its treasures on the introduction of advanced technology from the Donghua Empire, and the Flying Dragon-class aircraft carrier belongs to Japan's self-developed light aircraft carrier, and has experienced the war of aggression against China. Therefore, the Japanese Navy did not abandon the refinement and upgrade of the Wyvern-class aircraft carriers.

With the aircraft carrier faction taking control of the Japanese Navy, all battleships were reduced to members of the artillery support fleet, and were no longer the main attack force of the fleet. However, in this attack on the Philippines, the battleships were still very useful as landing support firepower.

Senna City Hall, conference room, Ozawa Tomozaburo, Yamaguchi Tamon, Yamashita Fumi, Honma Masaharu and other senior generals of the Japanese Navy and Army gathered together, the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious, and there was no trace of the century-old grudge between the Japanese Army and the Navy.

This sudden typhoon gave the US troops holding out on Luzon Island a breather and gave the Japanese army time to make corresponding adjustments to its next landing plan.

The Seventh Task Force of the Donghua Royal Navy roaming in the South China Sea made the Japanese army dare not assemble in the South China Sea at all. Even if the Donghua Empire made it clear that it would not intervene in Japan's military operations against the Philippines, Okamura Ninji and Yamamoto still did not dare to take such a huge risk.

It is precisely because of the existence of the Seventh Task Force of the Royal Navy of Donghua that the main force of the Pacific Fleet deployed by the US Navy in the Philippines only dares to operate in the Sulu Sea and does not dare to easily enter the South China Sea. As a result, the possibility of a decisive battle between the Japanese Navy and the U.S. Navy in the South China Sea was reduced to a minimum.

In the face of the powerful-stirring stick of the Donghua Empire, the Japanese Navy and the US Navy dared not speak out. Neither side dared to fight a decisive battle with the other with confidence, so they could only put all the capital ships together and not give the other side a chance to break them one by one.

(To be continued.) )