Because the first wave of eight torpedoes was collectively detonated, an unprecedented terrifying river tsunami was caused, and the impact of the surging monstrous waves was extremely deep and far, and the eight Type 95 torpedoes launched in the rear with a delay of 20 seconds were not spared. Under the frantic impact of the surging river, although these eight torpedoes were not detonated, their forward speed and accuracy were greatly reduced, and they were even washed to the ground.

However, there is a crooked reason, this round of torpedo attacks turned out to be the loudest, and there were still 2 torpedoes that hit the target by luck, and they were all one shot into the soul and took away the devil and a gunboat. The poor devil gunboat was unfortunately wounded in two, and after a while, it sank to the bottom of the river with a clatter.

The other six torpedoes were distorted by the surging river and crashed headlong into both banks, blowing large gaps in the banks of the earth-rock structure. "Holy shit, can you still play like this? Lao Tzu's 16 torpedoes were only killed by two small gunboats? ”

Luo Faren in the distance was also dumbfounded, it was the first time he had seen such a spectacular and weird scene in his life, and he was so shocked in his heart that he didn't want it! Even if it was a thousand or two kilometers away, the terrifying power of the explosion still gave him an immersive sense of horror.

Luo Faren shouted happily, and it sounded as if he felt extreme pain for the torpedoes that died before the first and second waves of the division were killed, but in fact, Luo Faren was very happy and comfortable in his heart: fortunately, he made the first move, and killed two devil destroyers as soon as he appeared on the scene, and then the second round of torpedoes that set fire killed the devil's wave of torpedoes.

Otherwise, once the devil's four destroyers are fully fired, their submarine detachment will really be killed or wounded, and at least more than half will have to be lost. Thinking of this, Luo Faren's legs began to weaken, and he always knew that the devil's Type 93 oxygen torpedo was very hanging, but today was the first time to see the actual combat effect! "Dog's day, you can hide from the first day of junior high school, can you still hide from the fifteenth? Quick, launch the torpedo immediately, don't be stingy with the torpedo, give me a hard shot! ”

Slowed down, so Luo Faren shouted into the microphone at the top of his voice: "The torpedo man aimed at the devil destroyer for me!" I must not let the little devil destroyer make any more moths, I must destroy them all for me as quickly as possible! Otherwise, we're going to suffer a big loss! "I felt that the last wave of torpedoes behind was not enough insurance, and I was even more afraid of the terrifying power of the devil's 93-type oxygen torpedo, Luo Faren really fought hard, and did not dare to gamble with his life, so he hurriedly urged the submarine to spare no effort to torpedo!

As soon as Luo Faren's words fell, the shells fired by the guns of the devil's fleet also fell into the water one after another, and continued to explode on the submarine and the surrounding river. Boom, boom "Baga Ya Road! Dead, dead, dead! The scene of the terrorist explosion in front of him, as well as the two unlucky gunboats that exploded not far away, made the captain of the devil destroyer, Taro Iwata, break out in a cold sweat.

"Hurry up and drip, load the torpedo! Hurry up and drip, turn the rudder to avoid! After a little relief, the captain of the devil roared loudly, wishing that he could immediately launch all the torpedoes in the cabin and blast all the Huaxia fleets in front!

"Hurry up and drop! All to help! The devil torpedo soldiers, who had an extremely strong desire to survive, also used their strength to work as fast as possible, and used small cranes to lift the extremely heavy Type 93 oxygen torpedoes. The devil sailors also knew that there was really not much time left for them, maybe only a few dozen seconds, maybe a minute or two, but at this time they had no time to calculate this, they could only mechanically repeat the mechanical movements they had long been accustomed to.

Unfortunately, the Type 93 oxygen torpedo was too cumbersome and was usually stored in the cabin below deck. The previous three torpedoes had been loaded during the naval battle, so they could be launched in a very short time. But to reload the torpedo, the torpedo needs to be hoisted from below deck to the trolley by a crane before it can be moved to the torpedo tube and reloaded.

How can this back and forth be done in just a minute or two?

At this critical moment, it is absolutely impossible for the Huben submarine detachment to give them enough time to complete the loading of torpedoes, and then to do their own thing! Boom! Just as the devil sailors were busy, the third wave of torpedoes fired earlier collided headlong.

This time the 8 torpedoes were once again feathered, hitting a destroyer and a devil gunboat, and in a violent explosion, the two devil ships quickly sank to the bottom of the river. "Mom, I'm going home!" "Woo woo, I don't want to die!" "Amaterasu Okami, help!" The ghost soldiers who survived by luck turned into a group of deadly dogs that ran wildly again, waving their arms and kicking their legs and swimming desperately to the east coast.

The devil soldiers were swimming hard, and the ghosts were crying wolf, and they were all terrified, because they had seen the terrifying power of torpedo collisions and explosions in the water before, and they really didn't want to turn into a pile of minced meat to feed Wang Ba! "Baga Ya Road! Dead, dead, dead! ”

Standing on the side of the ship, Taro Iwata felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair as he looked at the rapidly sinking destroyer and the large array of torpedoes that were attacking in the distance. If it was on the vast sea, he was completely confident that he would be able to dodge these torpedoes, but in this cramped inland river, there was not enough room to move and dodge.

And if your own torpedo wants to complete the loading and launching, it will take several minutes, and it will be too late to come back again! Iwata Taro deeply knows that he is still powerless to return to heaven, and today is in a catastrophe! "Suzy, I miss you so much, I miss those dull days so much! I hope you can live well and bring up your children well! "I hope that when our children grow up, they will not experience such a cruel war again!"

"Goodbye, dear mother!" At the last moment of his life, Iwata Taro couldn't help but think of his peaceful and happy life in the past, his distant hometown, and his wife and children at home. "His Majesty the Emperor is onboard! Great Japanese Empire onboard! In desperation, Iwata Taro gave up the treatment, pulled out his pistol, aimed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Because in his opinion, instead of dying at the hands of the Huaxia people, it is better to kill himself himself, and at least he can be regarded as loyal to the emperor. Bang, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet pierced directly through Taro Iwata's head, and the high-speed rotating metal bullet shattered the brain tissue, and then rushed out diagonally, opening half of the skull and splashing a beautiful blood flower! Thump! The body that lost his life plunged headlong into the river, splashing the last wave of Taro Iwata's life.

At this time, the boatload of devil soldiers was frantically busy, and they didn't even notice that their immediate boss had raised his gun and burped himself. Because the first wave of eight torpedoes was collectively detonated, an unprecedented terrifying river tsunami was caused, and the impact of the surging monstrous waves was extremely deep and far, and the eight Type 95 torpedoes launched in the rear with a delay of 20 seconds were not spared. Under the frantic impact of the surging river, although these eight torpedoes were not detonated, their forward speed and accuracy were greatly reduced, and they were even washed to the ground.

However, there is a crooked reason, this round of torpedo attacks turned out to be the loudest, and there were still 2 torpedoes that hit the target by luck, and they were all one shot into the soul and took away the devil and a gunboat. The poor devil gunboat was unfortunately wounded in two, and after a while, it sank to the bottom of the river with a clatter.

The other six torpedoes were distorted by the surging river and crashed headlong into both banks, blowing large gaps in the banks of the earth-rock structure. "Holy shit, can you still play like this? Lao Tzu's 16 torpedoes were only killed by two small gunboats? Luo Faren in the distance was also dumbfounded, it was the first time he had seen such a spectacular and strange scene in his life, and he was so shocked in his heart that he didn't want it!

Even if it was a thousand or two kilometers away, the terrifying power of the explosion still gave him an immersive sense of horror. Luo Faren shouted happily, and it sounded as if he felt extreme pain for the torpedoes that died before the first and second waves of the division were killed, but in fact, Luo Faren was very happy and comfortable in his heart: fortunately, he made the first move, and killed two devil destroyers as soon as he appeared on the scene, and then the second round of torpedoes that set fire killed the devil's wave of torpedoes.

Otherwise, once the devil's four destroyers are fully fired, their submarine detachment will really be killed or wounded, and at least more than half will have to be lost. Thinking of this, Luo Faren's legs began to weaken, and he always knew that the devil's Type 93 oxygen torpedo was very hanging, but today was the first time to see the actual combat effect!

"Dog's day, you can hide from the first day of junior high school, can you still hide from the fifteenth? Quick, launch the torpedo immediately, don't be stingy with the torpedo, give me a hard shot! Relieved, so Luo Faren shouted into the microphone at the top of his voice: "The torpedo man aimed at the devil destroyer for me!" I must not let the little devil destroyer make any more moths, I must destroy them all for me as quickly as possible! Otherwise, we're going to suffer a big loss! ”

Feeling that the last wave of torpedoes behind was not enough insurance, and he was even more afraid of the terrifying power of the devil's 93-type oxygen torpedo, Luo Faren really fought hard, and did not dare to gamble with his life, so he hurriedly urged the submarine to spare no effort to torpedo! As soon as Luo Faren's words fell, the shells fired by the guns of the devil's fleet also fell into the water one after another, and continued to explode on the submarine and the surrounding river.

Boom, boom "Baga Ya Road! Dead, dead, dead! The scene of the terrorist explosion in front of him, as well as the two unlucky gunboats that exploded not far away, made the captain of the devil destroyer, Taro Iwata, break out in a cold sweat.

"Hurry up and drip, load the torpedo! Hurry up and drip, turn the rudder to avoid! After a little relief, the captain of the devil roared loudly, wishing that he could immediately launch all the torpedoes in the cabin and blast all the Huaxia fleets in front!" Hurry up and drop! All to help! ”

The devil torpedo soldiers, who had an extremely strong desire to survive, also used their strength to work as fast as possible, and used small cranes to lift the extremely heavy Type 93 oxygen torpedoes. The devil sailors also knew that there was really not much time left for them, maybe only a few dozen seconds, maybe a minute or two, but at this time they had no time to calculate this, they could only mechanically repeat the mechanical movements they had long been accustomed to.

Unfortunately, the Type 93 oxygen torpedo was too cumbersome and was usually stored in the cabin below deck. The previous three torpedoes had been loaded during the naval battle, so they could be launched in a very short time. But to reload the torpedo, the torpedo needs to be hoisted from below deck to the trolley by a crane before it can be moved to the torpedo tube and reloaded.

How can this back and forth be done in just a minute or two? At this critical moment, it is absolutely impossible for the Burmese submarine detachment to give them enough time to complete the loading of torpedoes before they come to their own! Boom! Just as the devil sailors were busy, the third wave of torpedoes fired earlier collided headlong.

This time the 8 torpedoes were once again feathered, hitting a destroyer and a devil gunboat, and in a violent explosion, the two devil ships quickly sank to the bottom of the river. "Mom, I'm going home!" "Woo woo, I don't want to die!" "Amaterasu Okami, help!" The ghost soldiers who survived by luck turned into a group of deadly dogs that ran wildly again, waving their arms and kicking their legs and swimming desperately to the east coast.

The devil soldiers were swimming hard, and the ghosts were crying wolf, and they were all terrified, because they had seen the terrifying power of torpedo collisions and explosions in the water before, and they really didn't want to turn into a pile of minced meat to feed Wang Ba! "Baga Ya Road! Dead, dead, dead! Standing on the side of the ship, Iwata Taro looked at the rapidly sinking destroyer and the large array of torpedoes coming in the distance, feeling deep powerlessness and despair.

If it was on the vast sea, he was completely confident that he would be able to dodge these torpedoes, but in this cramped inland river, there was not enough room to move and dodge. And if your own torpedo wants to complete the loading and launching, it will take several minutes, and it will be too late to come back again! Iwata Taro deeply knows that he is still powerless to return to heaven, and today is in a catastrophe! "Suzy, I miss you so much, I miss those dull days so much! I hope you can live well and bring up your children well! "I hope that when our children grow up, they will not experience such a cruel war again!" "Goodbye, dear mother!"

At the last moment of his life, Iwata Taro couldn't help but think of his peaceful and happy life in the past, his distant hometown, and his wife and children at home. "His Majesty the Emperor is onboard! Great Japanese Empire onboard! ”

In despair, Iwata Taro gave up the treatment, pulled out his pistol, aimed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Because in his opinion, instead of dying at the hands of the Huaxia people, it is better to kill himself himself, and at least he can be regarded as loyal to the emperor.

Bang, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet pierced directly through Taro Iwata's head, and the high-speed rotating metal bullet shattered the brain tissue, and then rushed out diagonally, opening half of the skull and splashing a beautiful blood flower! Thump! The body that lost his life plunged headlong into the river, splashing the last wave of Taro Iwata's life.

At this time, the boatload of devil soldiers was frantically busy, and they didn't even notice that their immediate boss had raised his gun and burped himself. Boom, Captain Devil burped on his front foot, and a new round of torpedo attacks followed,

The last remaining destroyer and one gunboat of the devil's fleet were hit by several torpedoes one after another, and in a shocking explosion, they were blown into several pieces without suspense, and sank to the bottom of the river after a few bubbles. Even the devil soldiers who were desperately struggling to swim around were also affected, and the dead and wounded under the powerful and incomparable shock wave, and a few lucky ones were sent directly to the opposite shore by one wave.

"Haha, well done! Finally wiped out all the little devil fleet! Brother Chong, let's watch everyone's performance next! Overturning the last destroyer, Luo Faren finally couldn't help laughing wildly, today's battle was really worth it and too cool, not only avenged the previous one-shot revenge, but also took a big advantage, killing the devil a whole 10 ships in one go.

Luo Faren was really excited at this moment, and his whole body was trembling, as if he had reached his peak state after a period of intense exercise! "Brothers, rush!" "Kill all the little devils, don't let any of them go!" "Rush!" "Kill!" "Rush up and run away!" "Little devil go to death!"

The frigates and speedboats, who had been waiting in the rear of the submarine for a long time, could no longer hold back, and rushed forward one after another, and began to sweep the pontoon bridges built by the devils along the way. Although these small-tonnage ships can't face the devil ships, there is no problem at all to break the improvised pontoon bridge built by the devils! The 20 ships rampage all the way and constantly broke the devil's pontoon bridge, and the ship's small-caliber naval guns, machine guns, heavy machine guns and other shipborne weapons were not idle, and the devil soldiers in the river and on both sides of the river opened a crazy slaughter mode.

On the contrary, the eight submarines that had made great contributions did not continue to rush forward, but directly began to fire artillery bombardment at the devil's position on the west bank.

Although each submarine has only one 105 mm caliber naval gun, it is not idle at this time, and all mosquitoes have meat on their legs, which can still play a certain role. "Baga Ya Road! It's over, it's completely over! "Watching the last destroyer being blown up into several sections and sinking to the bottom of the river, I saw more than ten or twenty small ships rushing out of the mountain and tsunami, passing the test along the way, and breaking all the pontoon bridges that had been built with great difficulty.

Shojiro Iida's face became extremely ugly, his heart completely sank to the bottom, the shadow area of his heart was infinitely enlarged, and the whole person became wow cool and cool! Just a few minutes ago, Iida Shojiro was still fantasizing that the arrival of such a naval reinforcement would greatly improve the efficiency of transportation, and that it could preserve more strength and become a strong capital for a comeback in the future.

However, instead of being a friendly force that came to save their lives, this sudden fleet was a murderous enemy fleet, which wiped out all the Japanese fleets that had been alive and vigorous and vaunted by two! The spiritual blow formed by such a world-wide psychological gap is not something that ordinary people can bear, and it is also thanks to the old devil who has already trained a strong heart, otherwise he can only vomit blood and die!

The chief of staff of the devil, Haruki Isayama, was also full of despair in his heart, but he did not lose his mind, and said in a grim tone: "Your Excellency, the Imperial Warriors may not be able to come back, we must prepare for the worst!" Iida Shojiro frowned, turned his head to look at the murderous Haruki Isayama and asked, "Isayama-kun, what do you mean?" Worst case scenario, do you mean abandoning the Imperial warriors on the other side? ”

"Hello!" Haruki Isayama did not shy away at all, and nodded heavily: "Now there is a group of Chinese bombers in the sky, a Chinese fleet on the water, and a Chinese expeditionary force on land!" And we are now isolated, we can no longer count on the Imperial Air Force and the Imperial Navy, and there is no way for the Imperial warriors on the other side to return safely! And once the Huaxia Fighter Group completely defeats the Imperial Air Force, the powerful Huaxia Combat Aircraft Group will be enough to deal a devastating blow to the Imperial warriors on the other side!

If that time comes, the Imperial Warriors will have to die in vain! "Jianshan-kun, do you mean to immediately let the Imperial warriors on the other side launch a Banzai charge?" Iida Shojiro's body trembled suddenly, he is not stupid, where can he not hear the meaning of Isayama Haruki?

Burning the heat, but ordering all the more than 100,000 Imperial troops to launch a Banzai charge is not an easy decision to make! You must know that there are 160,000 Japanese troops on the other side, and once this order is issued, it is equivalent to directly burying 160,000 lives! It is also equivalent to saying that the main force of the Burmese dispatch army has been devastated, and there is no longer a chance to make a comeback and avenge this arrow!

Even Shojiro Iida has been in battle for a long time and is used to seeing life and death, but at this moment he feels extremely suffocated, and his heart beats rapidly. "Iida-kun, Isayama-kun is right!" Just as Iida Shojiro was hesitating, Lieutenant General Seki Kameji, commander of the 20th Army of the Japanese Army, walked in from outside with the chief of staff of the army, Major General Nakura Shojiro.

These two goods were very good, just before the Tiger Ben Navy completely blocked the Xidang River, they narrowly retreated to the east bank, which can be regarded as picking up a life. "Great, Guan Guijun, you're back safely!" Iida Shojiro's face suddenly turned happy, and then he hurriedly asked, "Guan Gui-kun, do you mean that you are in favor of immediately letting the imperial warriors on the west bank launch a Banzai charge?" ”

"Hello! This is the only option that is the wisest at the moment! Guan Guizhi nodded and said: "Instead of letting the imperial warriors die aggrieved under the artillery fire and bombardment of the Huaxia army, it is better to launch a counter-charge immediately, so that they will die with more dignity and meaning!" Shojiro Iida still had difficulty giving this crazy order, and changed his words and said, "This decision is too important, and I think we should ask the General Headquarters of the Burmese Dispatch Army for instructions." "Iida-kun, you are the supreme commander of the Southern Route Army, and you have the right to make this decision!"

Guan Guizhi urged in a deep voice: "Iida-kun, I know that this decision is very difficult, but we don't have much time left, if we hesitate and delay any longer, we won't even have a chance to launch a Banzai charge!" I firmly believe that when the Imperial warriors on the front line know the specific situation, they will willingly accept this wise order! Please make up your mind as soon as possible, please! ”

Guan Guizhi spared no effort to persuade because he had clearly seen the seriousness of the situation, and even more because this pot must be carried by someone, and only the famous Supreme Commander of the Southern Route Army, Iida Shojiro, could carry it.