On the charred island, smoke rose from the charred craters, crater after crater, and on the edge of the craters where the dirt and vegetation had been rolled up, scattered all kinds of wreckage, scraps of paper, radio parts, and charred remains.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers stared blankly at the crater in front of them, silent, and looked at the end of the sky with distracted eyes, several departing Red Alert bombers.

Among this group of people, from the head of the Sendai Division, Kawaguchi Kiyonakasa, there was too much unwillingness in the depths of his eyes.

As the backbone of Japan's most elite Second Division, he participated in the Battle of Xuzhou in Shenzhou, and was famous within the Second Division for his toughness and brutality.

After returning home from Shinshu to recuperate, the Sendai Division was assigned to the 16th Army of Lieutenant General Jun Imamura immediately after the outbreak of the Pacific War.

Before marching into Nanyang, the Second Division was reorganized, and most of the original main forces were retained and reorganized into other units or left-behind troops, and what was really sent to Nanyang was the second division of the compendium, which was not the same in terms of personnel and weapons and equipment, and was basically a division and a large number of recruits.

At this time, after the Japanese captured Java in 1942, the 2nd Division was ordered to carry out garrison and sweep duties in the area. As a result, the 2nd Division was drawn into the battle of the Solomon Islands, whose fate was associated.

And Nagakawaguchi Kiyonakasa, the real cadre backbone sent to Guadalcanal by the Second Division, was promoted to Nakasa before coming to Guadalcanal.

However, when you come to Guadalcanal, the war is completely different from what everyone imagined, and it is more of an endless torment, and it is not the war that tests the soldiers, but the environment and hunger.

Two months ago, on the night of the shelling of the airport, Kiyoshi Nagakawaguchi's palm was wounded, and a shrapnel crippled his palm.

After being sent to the hospital, he learned for the first time what hell is, in the hospital, there is no anesthesia, direct surgery, most of the wounded soldiers died directly on the operating table made of wood and rags.

Without medicine, the wound festered in the humid climate of the tropics, and white maggots rolled and burrowed in and out of the wound.

There was no food, and since the Sendai Division finally landed on Guadalcanal, no supplies could be transported to Guadalcanal, and there has been a food shortage.

When the 17th Army defended Guadalcanal, due to the strengthening of the island's defense, most of the construction facilities and weapons and ammunition carried by the 17th Army were carried by it, and only a small part of the food was carried.

When the Sendai Division landed, the rations it carried were only five days.

It was a quick battle that everyone thought would be a quick one, supplies would arrive quickly, and there was no need to think about rations at all.

As a result, there are now enough weapons on the island, but there is no food to keep the soldiers alive.

Now, Guadalcanal has become a Jedi, and destroyers and transports trying to send supplies are confronted by the enemy's endless barrage of torpedo boats, warships, and planes, often as soon as they arrive near Guadalcanal, they are difficult to approach, and then sunk.

In the bay of Guadalcanal, it is no longer known how many ships have been buried, and it is estimated that the sunken ships in the bay are about to block the shipping lane.

The wounded soldiers on the island, even if they were saved, were not allocated any rations, and the only rations were provided to the troops who were still able to fight.

Infectious diseases are raging on the island, a large number of people die every day, and flies fall densely on every wounded soldier, and the wounded soldiers who are starving and waiting to die have long since lost the strength to drive these flies, and even in the face of the drive, these disgusting flies are unmoved.

Kiyoshi Nagakawaguchi cut off his palm, used his pistol and his military rank, grabbed some sulfonamides in the hospital, and then forced the doctor to take out a little quinine hydrochloride at gunpoint.

Nagakawaguchi Kiyoshi is highly educated, knows the consequences of the infection, and knows that malaria is rampant on the island, and without these two medicines, he would not have survived a week on the island.

However, even if he could survive the wound, but without food, it would be difficult for him to survive for a few days, because he was already so hungry that he stuck to his back.

He got out of the small tent in the hospital and decided to return to the army, because only combat units were given rations, and he was able to fight despite being wounded.

Around the small tent of the hospital, groaning. There were constant groans and terrible screams, this hospital itself is a hell, in a tent not far away yesterday, a wounded soldier who couldn't bear it ended his life with a grenade, and several other wounded soldiers in the tent went to hell together.

Hospital, Red Guard company attacking desire. There is no hope, and the wounded soldiers who walked into the hospital have already stepped into hell.

Nagakawaguchi Kiyoshi, who was unwilling to stay in the hospital for another second, clutched the southern pistol that he never left in his hand, and put all the stolen or robbed medicines into his military satchel.

Hunger made him very weak, but here he could not find a grain of food, he did not know how others survived, and he did not know where the food was hidden.

Cutting a branch as a crutch, he staggered into the rainforest, and no one cared about a person's departure, some just lay on the grass and were dying, waiting for the "dead man" to die.

It was a full twenty kilometers from the hospital back to the location of the combat unit of the 17th Army, and Nagakawaguchi Kiyoshi did not know if he could reach it, he only hoped that he could find something to eat on the way.

He was already weak and weak along the way, and he had to walk through the rainforest, he was exhausted and panting along the way, and he also tried to find a little wild fruit to satisfy his hunger along the way.

But I don't know how many times this road has been walked, not to mention wild fruits, even mushrooms and edible leaves have all disappeared, and the whole army has long been forced to a desperate situation by hunger.

Just along the side of the road, there were scattered soldiers lying horizontally and vertically, and a strong stench emanated from these lying soldiers.

This smell made even Kiyoshi Nagakawaguchi, who had killed countless people, vomit, but his stomach was empty, and he vomited out all the acid he had.

He was not the first to intend to return to the combat unit, and most of the people in the hospital who were able to move, wanted to return to the unit along this path.

However, hunger caused the wounded soldiers to fall on the side of the road, white maggots wriggled in their mouths, noses, eyes, mouths, and wounds, and flies fell all over their bodies.

Even the murderous Nagakawaguchi Kiyoshi couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and raised his leg to kick a white skeleton away, which was still wearing a Japanese-style military uniform, wearing leggings, and staring at the void with black hole eyes.