"Boom-boom-"

An aerial bomb landed on the busy and crowded beach, splashing sand and leaving three Japanese soldiers who were waiting to board the ship nearby and collapsed in pools of blood. The surrounding soldiers seemed to have become numb to such a scene, and the formation did not change for many Chinese New Year's Eve, only two medical soldiers came out to check the injuries of the three Japanese soldiers and continued to wait silently in line to get on the ship, not far from them, a troop transport ship was docked there, and the troop carrier was crowded with countless soldiers, densely packed like worker ants about to move. This is the beach of Akayama, the last place of survival of the Japanese army in Korea.

Outside the beach, more than a dozen destroyers were forming an anti-aircraft formation, their anti-aircraft weapons were fully fired, and anti-aircraft guns ranging from 20 to 75 mm were pouring tongues of fire into the sky. Farther away, two aircraft carriers were docked, and more than 20 Zero fighters were active in the sky, and they were fighting to the death with an equal number of ME-109 fighters, and this was the sky of Busan, where the Japanese had to fight. Today is July 15, 1940, and it is already the sixth day of the withdrawal of Japanese troops in Korea, and during those six days, Umezu Yoshijiro feels like he has spent six centuries. Although the Chinese army did not instigate a fierce attack, their air force was like a piece of kraft candy that could not be shaken off, and hundreds of planes flew to the beaches of Busan every day to drop bombs, and they rarely bombed ships, but specialized in bombing the soldiers who boarded the ships. The few hospital boats that were the only ones were already overcrowded, and the troop carriers were also filled with wounded, and the howls and shēn groans of pain were incessant, and some of the wounded could not bear the pain, begging their companions to give them a good time, and just like that, the beach and the ship rang out from time to time with dull gunshots. Private Mingno and his old village soldier lay together in a hidden corner, with horror in their eyes, watching the death vultures that swooped down from the sky with strange screams from time to time, and every time an explosion sounded on the beach, "their hearts couldn't help but twitch, and this feeling made them feel very frightened and desperate."

"Murakami-kun, why did those people only throw these bombs, if they lost their arms, those anti-aircraft artillery gritted their teeth and dropped a few Chinese New Year's Eve high-explosive bombs, wouldn't our troop carrier be finished?" The weather in July was hot, but Mingye's teeth were still shivering.

"Stupid!" Murakami gritted his teeth and scolded: "The reason why the people don't throw those heavy bombs is because they want to torture us, they don't want to play us to death all at once", but they want to tease us like cat and mouse, compared to that day when they were tired of playing and swallowed us in one bite. It's like they'll wait for us to get on the troop carrier before sinking it and let us all go to the bottom of the ocean to feed the fish. ”

"Giggles!" Mingye's teeth still struck each other, and he made a crisp sound, "Then do we still want to get on the boat?" I think it's too dangerous to get on the boat now, Murakami-kun, why don't we find a place to hide! ”

"Smack!" Murakami gave Mingye a slap in the face, and scolded in a low voice: "Baga, this stupid uncle" If we get on the troop carrier, we still have three points to live, if we hide and are caught by the Zhina, our only fate is to dig a mine or build a railway for a lifetime. The bodies of our Japanese are buried under almost every sleeper on the newly built railroad of the Chinese people. Although Meino was slapped by Murakami, he was not angry, although Murakami's attitude towards him seemed reckless, but from Chinese New Year's Eve, Murakami took good care of him and introduced his sister Yoko to him. During the three years he came to Manchuria to serve, "if Murakami hadn't been taking care of him, he might have died a long time ago."

Murakami whispered in Mingye's ear: "Remember, in such a situation, you must not be able to squeeze into crowded places, which can only become a live target for the Shina plane." As long as we hide in pieces, the people of China will not waste those ammunition to bombard a single target like us! ”

Mingye, who was holding the rifle tightly in his arms, nodded nervously, "Looking at the sky with some fear, suddenly he found a plane swooping down from the sky towards the beach on their side, and a "click" machine gun sound swept by, and not far from them, the captain of the Chinese New Year's Eve, who was constantly scolding the soldiers urging them to board the ship quickly, fell in a pool of blood.

"Quick, let's wait and carry the captain of the Chinese New Year's Eve onto the hospital ship" Then we will be safe!" "Murakami pulled Mingye's hand out of the hiding place, and the two of them carried the captain of Chinese New Year's Eve, who fell to the ground and couldn't stop shaēn, onto a nearby medical boat, which was recognized as the safest place, because the hull and top of the hospital ship were spray-painted with a conspicuous red cross on Chinese New Year's Eve...

In the sea not far away, Rear Admiral Ugaki, the commander of the fleet, who was in charge of the retreat, was frowning and pacing back and forth in the war room of the aircraft carrier. He had been organizing the Japanese army to retreat here for six days under the order of the Chinese New Year's Eve base camp, and in these six days, the 150,000 Japanese troops had retreated 130,000, and the remaining 20,000 were either on the defensive ground to block the task or had become a lonely ghost in a foreign land.

Although the retreat has been carried out so far, his task has been basically completed, but the Japanese troops who are responsible for blocking the attack are still resisting the attack of the Huaxia people with difficulty, and there is no way to withdraw at all. For this reason, Umezu Mijiro asked Ugaki to hold out for another three days so that he could withdraw the rest of the army, but Ugaki, who was worried about losing Chinese New Year's Eve, did not agree to do so, and the two had a quarrel with Jilie.

"Commander, our Zero fighters have lost more than half of them, and if we hold on, we may not be able to protect ourselves." In the war room, a fleet advisor reminded me anxiously.

"Yes, Commander! Our two aircraft carriers have less than 170 aircraft in total, and the Zero fighters have less than 110 aircraft, and we have lost nearly 50 aircraft in these six days, and if the Zhina people attack on a Chinese New Year's Eve scale again, I am afraid that we will not even be able to keep the aircraft carriers. The advisers who had been distressed by the loss of the fighter planes were all over the place.

"Yes, our navy has already entered its own responsibility, and there is no need to pay for the army."

While the advisors were complaining in the war room, the voice of the star officer sounded at the door: "Umezu Chinese New Year's Eve is coming!" ”

Following the voice of the star officer, Umezu Mijiro walked into the combat command room with several division commanders who had already boarded the ship.

Umezu Mijiro, who had been busy for six days straight, was tired on his face, and his deep-sunken eyes and iron-blue face showed that his spirit was overdrawn to the level that he could collapse at any moment.

Umezu Mijiro walked to the conference room and bowed deeply ninety degrees to Ugaki and the advisors in the war room. Yuyuan hurriedly returned the salute with his subordinates, regardless of whether the army and navy were compatible or not, people were noble as Chinese New Year's Eve generals, and giving these officers such as Major General Chinese New Year's Eve to take the lead in performing the Chinese New Year's Eve salute was a kind of face for Mo Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Gentlemen!" Umezu Mijiro spoke, and he said with a hint of deep exhaustion: "In the past six days, through the efforts of the monarchs, the 130,000 warriors of the empire have been successfully withdrawn, and now we still have nearly 10,000 imperial soldiers near Pusan who are desperately buying time for us in order to resist the attack of the Shina people. I know that the princes have fought bravely with the Chinese air force in these six days, and the losses are also Chinese New Year's Eve, so I have given orders to the troops responsible for the blockade, so that they must retreat to the beach by ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and I have promised those imperial warriors to bring them back to China, please be sure to assist you, and beg for it! At the end, Umezu Mijiro and several division commanders behind him bowed in unison to those naval officers.

These naval officers looked at each other a few times, and everyone was on this one, which made them refuse to say anything.

Finally, Ugaki let out a long sigh, "Okay, Umezu Chinese New Year's Eve, let's compare it again to ten o'clock tomorrow morning, if those soldiers have not arrived, we can't wait any longer, you know that in these six days we have lost fifty fighters, three destroyers and two troop carriers, can you promise me?" ”

"Hello! Thank you Ugaki-kun for your understanding, and I thank you on behalf of the brave soldiers who took on the challenge! "Umezu Mijiro, the dignified army Chinese New Year's Eve general, also put down his face and bowed to Ugaki, and the lieutenant general behind him, Lieutenant General Kotobu and Lieutenant General Sonobe and Ichiro also bowed in unison, and on this day, these army generals threw their faces in front of them into the latrine, and bowed their proud heads to the naval officers who looked at each other unpleasantly.

At this time, on the outer blocking position three kilometers away from the beach, the soldiers of the 15 th Group Army of China were firing violently at the Japanese positions on the opposite side with their weapons.

Those battalion commanders and regiment commanders actually did not understand the true intentions of the superiors, so they could only tilt their anger on the positions of the Japanese troops on the opposite side, and the artillery of the regiment desperately tilted the shells towards the Japanese troops, blowing up the originally well-built Japanese positions beyond recognition.

And those generals above the division commander have already understood the above intentions, and it seems that the above intends to let those Japanese go, or they would have broken through the sniper positions of the Japanese for I don't know how many times.

In the middle of the night of July 15th, the Japanese troops responsible for blocking the attack received the order to retreat completely, leaving only all the seriously wounded to undertake the task of blocking the enemy, when the Chinese soldiers on the morning of the 16th instigated a feint again according to the custom, they saw only broken corpses and some seriously wounded who could not resist moving, and the Japanese army finally retreated completely