Chapter 389 Consumption? It depends on who can’t hold on first!
The faint light of morning light has just fallen on this devastated city. The dilapidated buildings are like silent giants, witnessing the coming tragic storm.

The once prosperous city was completely turned into ruins after the burning of petrol bombs.

As for the so-called traces of special bullets, they had long disappeared.

"This is a good thing. All the so-called traces are gone." Duan Zhenguo put down the telescope, looking full of emotion.

The original worries are long gone.

After a fire was set, there were only traces of the fire. How could there be any special bullets?

Even if the Japanese army wants to file a complaint?

No one would believe it either.

Not even a trace.

At the same time, Duan Zhenguo admired Cun Yunsheng very much.

This was a back-up plan that had been thought of long ago, no wonder they sent him a telegram asking him to use special bullets.

"If only there were tens of thousands more, the whole city would be burned down." Duan Zhenguo said with emotion.

"Tens of thousands?" The others couldn't help but smack their lips when they heard it.

I guess the senator far away in Hanoi would slap him in the face after hearing this.

In fact, Cun Yunsheng also wanted to get tens of thousands of them.

There is no key.

All the hundreds of napalm bombs that were saved with great difficulty were used this time.

He did report to Stilwell and asked for a batch of napalm bombs.

Currently, only the US military can produce this thing, and even he can only rely on the golden finger to extract it.

So it is basically impossible to get tens of thousands of coins.

However, Stilwell agreed to try to get a batch of napalm bombs.

"Yes, this thing is really useful against the Japanese army. No matter how tenacious the Japanese soldiers are, they can only wait for death facing this raging flame." Duan Zhenguo is now completely in love with this weapon, and he wishes he had more.

"Indeed, it is a good weapon to deal with the Japanese army, but there shouldn't be many of them, otherwise they wouldn't have deployed so little." Someone told the truth.

"Okay, let the punishment battalion assemble and continue the attack." Duan Zhenguo waved his hand and then said.

"Once this wave of punishment battalions is almost exhausted, send out the armored forces."

Hearing this, someone couldn't help but speak.

"Sir, the punishment battalion has been almost depleted. In total, there have been nearly 10,000 casualties over the past few days. Almost everyone left is injured. New personnel have not arrived yet. I'm afraid they won't be able to go to the battlefield for a while."

"Oh, I see." Duan Zhenguo said with some regret.

"Then let those native troops go to the battlefield. Don't they have the Japanese tanks? Let them go to the battlefield. They should exercise after resting for so long."

"Yes."

Soon, the troops of the Siamese Third Division slowly gathered outside the city. The roar of tanks and the footsteps of soldiers intertwined, breaking the silence of dawn.

Major General Chachai, commander of the Siamese Third Division, stood next to a Japanese armored vehicle, holding a telescope in his hand, staring at the city occupied by the Japanese army in front of him.

His eyes were firm and cold, and he knew in his heart that the upcoming battle would be extremely difficult.

Because he knew the Japanese army very well.

Do not!
In other words, he knew Yamashita Tomoyuki better.

This was when the 4th Division was training him, and they specifically emphasized that Yamashita Tomoyuki was a very tough opponent.

If you encounter this, be careful.

"Forward." Major General Chachai waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to move forward.

Inside the city, the commanders of the various Japanese army regiments were inspecting the defensive fortifications with solemn expressions.

The soldiers were busy carrying ammunition and reinforcing trenches and bunkers.

Especially those positions that were burned by petrol bombs need to be reinforced.

Because all Japanese troops knew that the next enemy attack would be devastating.

But Yamashita Tomoyuki's order was to defend the city to the death.

"Enemy attack, artillery fire, take cover quickly." Sharp whistling sounds were heard from the sky.

After the baptism of artillery fire, the Japanese third-line troops began to slowly transform at this moment.

Hearing the sound of artillery fire, he subconsciously looked for cover to hide.

In the sky, artillery fire outside the city poured down on the city like a rainstorm.

The roar of the exploding shells was deafening, flames shot up into the sky, and thick smoke billowed.

The Japanese positions were instantly engulfed in flames, and the soldiers watched all this in despair amid the artillery fire.

Now they have no decent means of counterattack.

The only things they could use were machine guns and some Type 92 infantry guns.

The infantry of Chachai's Siamese 3rd Division slowly advanced towards the city under the cover of tanks.

They carefully walked through bomb craters and ruins, alert to Japanese fire points that might appear at any time.

Every step forward comes with huge risks.

At a street corner, the Japanese army suddenly fired dense bullets from a hidden bunker, and several soldiers fell to the ground instantly.

The other Siamese soldiers also reacted very quickly. They immediately lay down and began to call for tank support.

Because it was a temporary bunker without steel bars and cement, it could not withstand tank bombing.

It wasn't long before the bunker was destroyed.

At this time, the battle entered a white-hot stage.

The tanks of the Siamese 3rd Division struggled to move forward through the narrow streets and were attacked from time to time by Japanese soldiers.

Especially those Japanese soldiers holding anti-tank grenades.

He rushed forward recklessly and died together with the tank.

Fire and thick smoke from the explosion filled the air.

Japanese soldiers took advantage of the city's ruins and buildings to engage in tenacious street fighting.

They fired from windows, rooftops and basements, causing great distress to the soldiers of the Siamese 3rd Division.

"Damn it, these damn Japanese troops." Major General Chachai's face turned pale as he listened to his subordinates' reports.

In just a short period of time, his troops lost thousands of men.

If we wait until the battle is over, I'm afraid there won't be many people left in a division.

No wonder those people in the punishment camp suffered such heavy losses.

The tenacity of the Japanese army far exceeded his imagination.

Thinking of this, Major General Chachai ordered a cleanup of every house and every street.

Although the order was simple, the battle was extremely brutal.

I saw a Siamese soldier holding a rifle carefully, but before he took two steps, he was hit in the leg by a stray bullet.

He fell to the ground, groaning in pain. His comrades wanted to rescue him, but the Japanese firepower prevented them from getting close.

"Save me." The fallen Siamese soldier wailed in pain, looking at his comrades not far away.

Seeing that his comrades were unable to move forward, the Siamese soldier knew that there was little hope of rescuing him, so he could only grit his teeth, use his rifle to support his body, and try to crawl back to safety.

But in the end, he was hit again by Japanese bullets and fell on this land forever.

Battles like this are very common. After all, the enemy is in the dark and they are in the light, making it difficult to defend against them.

Major General Chachai was filled with anxiety as he watched the increasing number of casualties, but he knew that he could not retreat and had to capture the city as soon as possible.

Otherwise, what awaits him will be cruel military law.

Therefore, they had to adjust their tactics and concentrate their firepower on attacking important Japanese strongholds, while temporarily abandoning other places.

At the same time, they called for artillery support and bombed the suspected Japanese headquarters in the city.

Duan Zhenguo did not refuse Major General Chachai's request.

Then the artillery fire came again.

In fact, there was no point in bombing Lion City at this time.

Since everything has become ruins, there is no point in continuing the bombing.

After the artillery fire ended, the Japanese army and the Siamese soldiers engaged in close combat.

Soldiers on both sides fought a desperate battle with bayonets, rifle butts and fists.

In the interweaving of blood and fire, the cruelty and bravery of human nature are vividly displayed.

The battle was extremely brutal, but the Japanese army did have the upper hand in bayonet fighting, and it wasn't long before the Siamese 3rd Division was defeated again.

But the Japanese army was not having an easy time either.

"Damn, such a huge loss?" Yamashita Tomoyuki was in disbelief when he received the battle report.

"Hi." The communications staff officer who came to report immediately responded.

"Commander, I suspect the enemy is deliberately depleting our manpower. According to our observations, they don't seem to care about casualties at all, and many of their troops are natives." At this time, the combat staff spoke.

"I know what you said." Yamashita Tomoyuki was not a fool, so he naturally knew all this, but he had no good solution for the time being.

It was because the Japanese army had done such ridiculous things before that they completely offended the natives. Now even if they wanted to recruit the natives, it was too late.

Now they can only watch the enemy consume their manpower.

"What did Commander Kimura say? When will the reinforcements arrive?" Yamashita Tomoyuki asked tiredly.

A year ago, he was full of vigor and enthusiasm and defeated the British army. However, not long ago, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Now he can only watch his men being consumed continuously, and he has no way to stop it.

"Commander Kimura said that he is trying to find a way to send reinforcements so that we can continue to hold on." The communications staff said stiffly.

"Damn it." Yamashita Tomoyuki was completely speechless. If there were no reinforcements, they would be doomed if they continued to waste time like this.

"Tell all regiments to hold their ground and wait for reinforcements."

"Hay."

……

"So cruel? Tens of thousands of people were killed in just a few days?" Meng Fanle was shocked when he saw the telegram that had just been delivered.

This consumption is really too great.

Tens of thousands of people just disappeared.

Originally, he was worried that there were too many people in the punishment camp and something might happen.

It turned out that I was just worrying for nothing.

In his eyes, there are too many people, but not enough to consume.

"It's not much, this is just the beginning. The Soviet-German battlefield consumed tens of thousands of people every day. What we are doing is just a small fight. Don't make a fuss." Cun Yunsheng seemed very calm.

He has always felt that what he did was just a small matter.

Tens of thousands of people missing in a few days is not a lot at all.

I guess if it were on the Soviet-German battlefield, no one would even look at it with admiration.

"Is this just a small fight? Tens of thousands of people were consumed in a city like this. Isn't this too cruel?" Meng Fanle still couldn't accept it.

"You just realized how cruel it is? Otherwise, why didn't I let Duan Zhenguo attack Lion City? Wasn't it just to reduce the number of casualties caused by street fighting? Now it seems that it's thanks to those disciplinary battalions, otherwise I don't know what to do."

"We can't let the navy's warships attack Lion City, right? Those coastal defense guns are not vegetarians." Cun Yunsheng sighed.

Normally, naval warships would take a detour when encountering a port with coastal defense guns.

Unless there is no other way around, we will choose to fight head-on.

But be prepared for huge casualties.

After all, the coastal defense artillery with complete fortifications is not so easy to deal with.

And we need battleships to support us.

As for battleships, Cun Yunsheng didn't have any, so he didn't choose to ask the navy for help.

For him, the best way is to consume human lives.

He didn't believe that the Japanese army could withstand such endless consumption.

After all, the Japanese army's plate is much bigger than his.

Troops are needed everywhere.

It was too late for reinforcements.

Therefore, as long as he keeps going, he will definitely win.

"Okay, don't think too much. There are still hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops in Southeast Asia. The next battle will basically be a test of attrition. Whoever can't hold on first will lose. Fortunately, we still have the US military, which has a huge advantage." Cun Yunsheng patted Meng Fanle's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Yes." Meng Fanle nodded to show that he understood.

In fact, not only was the consumption here huge, but the consumption on Guadalcanal on the other side was also very huge, and the losses of the US military were no less than his.

Guadalcanal Island was originally like a green gem inlaid in the blue sea.

As a result of the outbreak of war, this green gem was shrouded in gunpowder smoke.

Especially when the U.S. military took advantage of its naval and air superiority to land on Guadalcanal, this quiet island completely became a battlefield.

Both the United States and Japan knew that the gains and losses of Guadalcanal would determine the subsequent battle.

Therefore, Lieutenant General Haruyoshi Momotake, the defender of Guadalcanal, decided to send a force to recapture Guadalcanal and drive out the landing American troops completely.

At this time, Lieutenant General Haruyoshi Momotake was standing on a high ground, holding a telescope and looking into the distance with a serious expression.

Behind him was a group of Japanese soldiers with equally solemn expressions.

They knew that the upcoming battle would be a brutal life-and-death struggle.

Guadalcanal is of vital importance to the Japanese army. It is not only a strategic location, but also a key stronghold for them in the Pacific battlefield.

But now, the landing of US troops has put them in a passive position.

Especially with the landing of US troops, Lieutenant General Haruyoshi Momotake knew that if he did not drive the US troops into the sea, once they gained a foothold, what would await him would be the fall of Guadalcanal.

"Gentlemen, Guadalcanal is the key to the empire. We must fight to the death to take back this land!" Lieutenant General Haruyoshi Momotake's voice echoed in the wind, firm and resolute.

"For the empire! For the emperor!" The Japanese soldiers behind him had fighting spirit burning in their eyes and their hearts filled with desire for victory.

But MacArthur was not a fool. Since he had decided to take Guadalcanal first, he must build strong fortifications on Guadalcanal and replenish a large amount of ammunition and supplies.

Faced with this situation, Lieutenant General Haruyoshi Momotake chose to launch a night attack.

Using the cover of night, they launched a surprise attack on US positions.

So he selected the most elite soldiers to form a commando team and carried out rigorous training and preparation.

"The Emperor is on board." Lieutenant General Haruyoshi Momotake shouted to the soldiers behind him.

"The Emperor is on board."

"The Emperor is on board."

Looking at the soldiers with high morale, Lieutenant General Haruyoshi Momotake waved his hand and signaled them to set off.

(End of this chapter)