Pushing open the heavy door of the mud-covered basement, a Japanese general squinted at the somewhat overly bright sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He commanded the battle of the Japanese army in this basement for 5 consecutive days. Today he managed to convince his lieutenant that he would no longer use safety as a reason to thwart him, so that he could see the sky that he had not seen for a long time.

The artillery bombardment of the Ming Empire was not as fierce as it was a few days ago, because most of the city had been occupied by the soldiers of the Ming Empire.

The Japanese general squinted his eyes and finally got used to the light, and he looked at the sky in front of him as if he were looking at his hometown, which seemed a little too clear.

"It's been a long time! I've never seen such a bright sky. He pressed his command knife and sighed to the adjutant beside him, who was a little apprehensive.

The Battle of Wonsan has been fought for 6 days, and it is obvious that in an isolated state, it is simply an impossible task to defend a city.

The surrounding Japanese field troops have long been wiped out by the tanks and armored vehicles of the Ming Empire, and the Japanese soldiers are more desperate to fight defensive operations in the field than to be rats in the city.

As the commander of the garrison here, he knew that the city was basically out of food, and the ammunition left was very limited, which was not enough to support the defense time required by the headquarters.

General Takanomiya Mitsui of the Japanese General Headquarters in Pyongyang demanded that Wonsan hold out for at least one month, but he was unable to complete such an impossible task.

Mitsui Takanomiya, who drew up this defense plan, was based on the Battle of Anju, which was the most tragic battle, and he believed that Wonsan was easier to defend than Anju, so he demanded that the defenders of Wonsan must hold out until next month.

However, Mitsui Takanomiya forgot that the defenders of Wonsan did not have the small number of Type 91 anti-tank guns that the defenders of Anju had barely brought back from the front line, and the army defending the city was not as elite as Anju.

Under the active surrender of the soldiers of the Ming Empire, the Japanese defenders, who were known for fighting to the death, also surrendered. Many soldiers from North Korea, as well as some improvised conscripts, chose to lay down their arms.

Even the elite troops who fought to the death were annihilated by the soldiers of the Ming Empire in batches in the absence of heavy weapons.

"Your Excellency...... Minggou's artillery did not know when the shelling would be launched...... Put your body first and go back to the basement to direct the battle! The adjutant followed behind the general and spoke persuasively.

In the eyes of the adjutant, the cannonballs that fell in the city were a terrible threat. It is his duty to ensure the safety of his generals.

"Do you think there is any difference between my life and my death in this situation?" With his hand pressed on his command knife, a wry smile erupted on the general's face.

Yesterday, he had lost control of many of the city, many of the troops had lost contact, and others had requested support or ammunition that he could no longer provide.

There were 70,000 soldiers defending the city, although the number seemed to be more than that of Anzhou, but only he knew how many of them were worthy of a battle.

What's even more sad is that now, even if there are such troops, there are not many left, there are still thousands of people in the port area where he is located, and the scattered people in the rest of the places add up to less than 10,000.

The Ming Empire apparently quickly adapted to urban street fighting, giving full play to their numerical superiority and cleaning up house by house, leaving the Japanese army to fight hard-fought battles in some places.

Such bitter fighting multiplied the rate at which the Japanese were depleting their forces, and completely disrupted the initial battle plan drawn up by the commanders to resist one after another.

"It was sunny...... It's also cold. As he spoke, the general let out a sigh of relief, as if enjoying this life in the sun.

In the past 6 days, the bombing of the planes of the Ming Empire, as well as the shelling, made him aggrieved underground, using dim lights to illuminate everything in front of him.

It may be because the Ming Dynasty army does not have much ammunition reserves in their hands, or it may be that the other party thinks that there is no need to continue to consume their precious shells in Yuanshan, so today, the other party's artillery has not started the incessant roar of the past few days.

The snow on the ground has almost melted, and the black ground can already be seen. The melting snow makes the surface temperature cooler and colder.

Wrapped up in his overcoat, the Japanese general raised his feet and walked down the street step by step, occasionally passing by a crater left by a bomb and stopping to take a look.

The bodies of some of the civilians who had fallen on the side of the road and had been left unattended had stiffened in the cold weather, and the Japanese soldiers who were crouching or sitting under the ruins had stood up and saluted when they saw their commander passing by.

"General!" A Japanese soldier with gauze wrapped around his head stood up to the general with a weapon on his back, and another soldier next to him also had a dirty bandage wrapped around his arm.

"No salute! No need to salute! I just came out and had a look! Don't be nervous! Motioning for his soldiers to excuse himself, the Japanese general continued to walk forward.

Looking at these yellow-faced and skinny soldiers, looking at their ammunition belts that were almost empty, the Japanese general could only pretend not to see it now.

However, after he had walked through a street, he was stopped by the adjutant and prevented him from continuing to venture forward: "General, if you go any further, you will be in danger!" ”

"Get out of the way! Could it be that my soldiers can face risks, but I, as a commander, can't? He pushed away the other party's hand that was blocking him, and scolded.

"General!" The adjutant wanted to stop again, but found that his commander was stunned, as if he had seen something terrible.

He subconsciously followed and turned around, and saw in the distance, on the three-story building, there was a dragon flag of the Ming Empire, fluttering in the wind.

The building with the dragon flag fluttering was only a block away from where they were, separated only by the ruins of a few buildings.

So the adjutant hurriedly stretched out his hand and lowered the general's head at once. This distance is already the distance that a rifle can shoot, and if there are enemy gunners behind the windows of the building, I am afraid that at this time they have already taken aim.

At the moment when he was pressed down by his adjutant, the Japanese general thought about another thing in his heart: it turned out that the army of the Ming Empire was already so close to him......

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