At 12:33 p.m., the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

However, in the warm sunshine, the officers and men of the 1st Marine Regiment on the front line saw a cold sight - hundreds of enemy troops poured out from behind the ruins of the factory destroyed by artillery fire!

The conspicuous military flag was at the head, the officers held high their katanas, and the soldiers held rifles with bayonets, shouting "Wan Sui" or "Yamato Wan Sui" and launched a dense charge in the direction of the Ming army.

The distance between people is less than two steps away, and when you look closer, it can only be said to be "sparse", but tactically it is definitely a dense formation.

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Dada-da-"

"Shoot it!

In an instant, the Ming army's rifles, light machine guns, and heavy machine guns in this area were intertwined with a network of fire that enveloped this surging crowd.

Zhou Changfeng had just opened the heated canned braised pork, and the pieces of braised pork wrapped in soup were half thin and half fat, and the smell of incense came to his face, but before he could take a bite, he heard the movement from the front line.

He put the can on the ground and leaned into the shelter to look that side, just as his own 80mm mortar shell had fallen.

The explosion in the midst of the crowd added to the chaos of the battlefield, with each shell splintering or shockwave capable of knocking out at least seven or eight people.

Outrageous, how can there still be a long live charge in this plane!

"Keep the fire going! What is the convoy doing?! Zhou Changfeng asked sharply.

The dozen or so tanks of the convoy are now parked in the second-line positions, but the scene witnessed at this moment has shocked the tank crews, and this kind of behavior equivalent to sending them to death is really incomprehensible.

"Smoke ammunition fired, the 1st and 2nd squadrons all assault, the rest will follow later!"

Fujiwara Yoshiharu Nakasa gave a loud order, and immediately a mortar shell landed ten paces away from him.

With a bang, his height of 1.68 meters stood out among the Japanese, but at this moment he was ruthlessly overturned by the shock wave.

The resistance, which launched a decisive counterattack, threw smoke grenades at the Ming line with gun grenades, and the rising thick smoke blocked the view of many people.

Hundreds of resistance troops did not rush far, and the shells fired from the 80mm mortars and 112mm mortars of the 1st Marine Regiment fell like hail!

"Boom, boom—"

In the blink of an eye, the crowd was enveloped in the ash smoke and dust from the explosion, and screams were heard one after another, as well as countless stumps, broken arms, and fragments of clothing scattered in all directions.

Covered in blood, Fujiwara Yoshiharu knew that he was seriously injured, his ears were buzzing, and his eyes were full of stars, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, as if he had been cut off.

Seeing that the artillery fire of the Ming army completely submerged hundreds of his subordinates, he felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a needle, and then it was like being clenched fiercely by an invisible hand.

At this time, the pain up and down his body also suddenly appeared, and the severe pain caused by the trauma of multiple fragments made him go into shock in a short time.

Covered in dozens of mortar shells, a network of red-hot fire of amphibious tanks, light machine guns, and heavy machine guns strangled the remaining resistance forces one by one.

After two consecutive chain of long point fire and strafing, the barrel of the trial Type 37 heavy machine gun has become a red hot, and the shooter can feel that the dispersion and landing point of the fired bullets have been significantly deviated.

"Change the barrel!"

The ammunition man pulled a spare barrel from the coiled steel barrel carrying case, and then quickly replaced the barrel in coordination with the secondary shooter, one right and one left.

Lifting the receiver cover and attaching a new chain of 250 rounds, the muzzle of the heavy machine gun once again spat out orange flames, and the flared muzzle flame suppressor did not work as well as it should.

The pace of the battle is difficult to determine, fast and slow.

When it's fast, it may be a matter of minutes to tell the winner; When it is slow, you may fire a few shots, I may fire a few shots, there is a back and forth, you lie in the crater waiting for artillery support, I lean in the foxhole and wait for air support, grinding from sunrise to sunset.

Now, in the factory area, which has almost been reduced to rubble, the bloody firefight, which can be called a one-sided massacre, lasted about half an hour.

In fact, most of the resistance troops who launched a decisive counterattack were killed or wounded in the first five minutes, and the last 20 minutes were a scattered number of survivors who resisted stubbornly, relying on corpses, craters, and concrete fragments, using all the weapons at their disposal to attack the Ming army.

Because they were not in a hurry, the officers and men of the 1st Marine Regiment naturally did not take the risk to take the initiative to eliminate them, so they only fired at them from a distance, using heavy machine guns, grenades, and anti-tank guns to deal with these die-hard stragglers one by one.

At 13:03 p.m., the resistance of the Fujiwara detachment finally ended.

More than 500 of the more than 1,000 remnants of the defeated army participated in this senseless counterattack, and about 400 of the rest chose to give up, some of them gave up their weapons and went back to their homes, and some waited for surrender.

The most stubborn 100 or so people were evacuated under the leadership of several officers and "turned in" all the way to the mountains and mountains in the northwest.

A seaplane that took off from the battleship Yongping flew over the battlefield at a low altitude of several tens of meters, and the pilot could clearly feel the brutal fierce battle that had taken place below.

The smoke had not yet completely dissipated, the sporadic fires were still there, wisps of black smoke were rising into the sky, large and small craters were dotted, and the ground was full of corpses of different shapes.

The refreshing spring breeze was blowing, but it was made very strange by the smell of burning, blood, and rancid corpses, and if anyone who had never been in battle smelled it, they would be disgusted on the spot.

The military flag, which was round on a white background and had four characters written on the left and right, had been torn apart by artillery fire and fragments, but it was still a flag of the army, and its capture was still an honor worth remembering.

By the evening of the same day, the resistance in the area under the responsibility of the 1st Marine Regiment had been cleared, and the battle was over.

Tactically, the gap between the enemy and the enemy is reflected in the huge exchange ratio, and the head-on battle is not an asymmetrical form of combat, and the level of training, the number of heavy weapons, and the presence or absence of air support can greatly affect the battle situation.

According to the statistics of the regimental headquarters staff officers and the field hospital, since the landing in Tokyo, the 1st Marine Regiment has suffered 211 casualties, 17 missing, 232 seriously wounded, and 865 lightly wounded, in addition to more than 100 non-combat attrition.

As for the opponent Fujiwara detachment, due to the continuous combined fire of land, sea and air power, only a few hundred remained of the strength of 6,000 people in the end, not counting the brigade of more than 900 people sent by the Takahashi detachment to reinforce it.

“…… In fact, most of the enemy in front of us was killed or wounded by the fleet's artillery fire, and the number of annihilated by our troops was probably halved. If we only look at it on the basis of 4,000, the ratio of pure casualties is ten to one, and the ratio of casualties is three to one. ”

Because Zhou Changfeng was not at the headquarters, when the call from the General Army Department came, Yao Liangchuan answered Nie Quan's inquiry on his behalf.

"Well, that's pretty good. Don't move your department for the time being, and wait until the fourth and seventh divisions on the left and right sides are busy with their work. ”

"Yes."

The 4th Division to the west and the 7th Division to the east had actually dealt with the main forces of the resistance forces in their respective fronts, but they were held back by scattered stragglers, and a large number of mines and mines were impossible to prevent.

Because the battle was going well, the 13th Division, which was in reserve, also landed the evening of the day before yesterday and headed for Yokohama and Yokosuka.

Later, a group of officers gathered in the second-line command headquarters and chatted over dinner.

Zhao Hanfeng picked up the noodles in the bowl and said, "To be reasonable, these Japanese people's final death charge is meaningless, no matter how you look at it, it feels strange." ”

"Indeed," Zhu Lixuan nodded, and muttered: "Either surrender or flee, this head-on death is a bit of a self-defeating feeling." ”

"This is probably a national characteristic." Zhou Changfeng replied casually.

Although everyone can understand the meaning and purpose of the other party's resistance despite knowing that it is useless, they cannot understand the final practice of giving up on themselves and breaking the jar.

If you want to continue the struggle, then it is wise to slip away and flee into the mountains to fight guerrillas.

If you don't want to fight, then just surrender or disband on the spot.

In the end, there was a senseless suicidal counterattack, sacrificing his life in vain, such an unreasonable approach is really difficult for the Ming soldiers to understand.

"Maybe, after all, we can't figure it out, I'm afraid we have to change to Japanese thinking to understand." Yao Liangchuan thought for a while and muttered: "Although Chinese people always prefer compromises in their temperament, things related to their own interests are rarely so unclear and self-defeating. ”

"That's right." Xie Wancheng said: "If you come in my place, if you want to fight to the end with the Ming army, then you will definitely see that the situation is not good, and you will let go of the undetermined, seriously injured and weak, leaving only a few hundred strong, so that you can retreat into the deep mountains and old forests, build a few old nests, cover yourself, and then come out from time to time to stir up and slip back." ”

"Wrong, wrong, wrong starting point." Zhou Changfeng knocked on the table, "What they think is 'to prove the truth with death', so that our side will not dare to despise, so they will fight to the death, and there is not much ammunition left, so they can't kill themselves collectively, so they sent it directly to the muzzle." ”

Xie Wancheng, who looked confused, shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's still quite difficult to figure out, if they are hostile to Daming and feel that we are going to destroy them, then we should do everything possible to fight to the end, as I said, wisely slip away, and then enter the mountain." Instead, they opted for symbolic and resolute resistance. ”

Without waiting for Zhou Changfeng to speak, Yao Liangchuan put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Stupid, surrendering if you don't resist is a slave who is obedient, but if it is really like what you said, do everything possible to fight to the end, it is too extreme, they are worried that this will anger us and have the opposite effect." ”

"We must not be contemptible, but we must not be angry, we must just be respected......" Zhu Lixuan, who was thoughtful, said leisurely: "It's really difficult." ”

"In fact, this is all their own passion, and the court has no intention of destroying the Japanese kingdom." Zhao Hanfeng shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands and said: "A bunch of things in the north and south of the river have not been taken care of, and there are many poor people, how can it be possible to annex the Japanese State?" Tens of millions more poor ghosts? The court officials are not stupid. ”

As the sun completely sets below the horizon, there is only a blush and glow left in the western sky.

On the whole, the Second Army proceeded fairly smoothly, as did the Third Army, which did not encounter strong resistance at all.

They set out from Ulsan County and landed in Fukushima, Miyagi, Iwate, Hokkaido, and other places, and the feudal lords of the local feudal towns were very respectful, eating pot pulp and welcoming the king, and only a small number of civilian resistance forces attacked the Ming army.

It set sail from Haizhou on 6 March, made landfall on the afternoon of 8 March, encircled on three sides on 9 March, and basically cleared the resistance around Tokyo on 11 March.

However, because this itself is a matter of no suspense, the Ming Dynasty and the opposition did not see any scenes of colorful lights and celebrations of the whole country, which was no different from the past.

The next day, in the morning.

After the tripartite coordination between the navy, the army, and the air force, a ceremony was organized to enter the city, and the 107 th special fleet of 2,000 sailors and 400 officers and men of the marines, three divisions of the army and 4,000 men, and the air force organized several formations.

Several transport planes departing from Beijing and Yingtianfu brought dozens of officers and soldiers of the 1st Praetorian Guard Division and Jinyi Guards, as well as a full set of ancient armor.

This was purely for the sake of creating a sense of ceremony, and the ceremony of entering the city was opened by this group of people, and the armor pieces of the armor were specially polished to be as smooth as a mirror, shining in the sunlight.

On the side of the border of the city and the road that the troops must pass through the city, there are four rows of guards vertically, two rows on the left and right, symmetrically placed with more than ten pennants, and some swallowtail-shaped 28 star horn belts.

Behind it, there are several flags with black letters on a white background, with red teeth on them, and the titles of the generals of the land, navy, and air force are written.

The armored Forbidden Officers and Soldiers and the Jinyi Guards were also responsible for flying a number of flags, including the most basic Qingdao flag with black letters on a blue background and red edges, and the golden drum flag with black letters on a yellow background and gold edges.

The sky is beautiful, and the spring breeze that is not fast or slow happens to blow all kinds of flags and flutter slowly.

But the real limelight is still attributed to the officers and men of the three armies, in the sound of gongs, drums and suona, each phalanx is a strip of ten horizontal and twenty vertical twenty people, a total of 200 people, the officers are riding horses in front of the phalanx, and the soldiers put their bayonet rifles on their shoulders and stride forward.

Although it was widely used in the French army during the Napoleonic period, with the collapse of the empire, this method of footwork, which was considered a "legacy", was abolished by the French and later carried forward by the Prussians, and many countries have followed suit.

The French did not ask for it, and the Ming people did not learn, so China, France, and the United States became the only three of the great powers who did not apply the right step.

Different from the sense of might and oppression, this entry ceremony and the "peace and victory" military parade gave Zhou Changfeng a feeling of calmness, calmness, and a unique sense of atmosphere, which made him feel quite interesting when he was accustomed to the neat and mighty military parade style in his previous life.

The long procession was endless, and reporters from all over the world rushed to photograph the rare military parade containing the classical style of the East, which could be regarded as a record of the historic day when the Western forces officially withdrew from the East.

Although the Americans are still holding on, but Britain, France, Russia, Italy, and other powers have withdrawn, how long can these "Yankees" hold on?

(End of chapter)