"Yes!" Hu Qingfeng replied and immediately turned to leave.
Upon receiving the order, the soldiers emerged from the trenches, set up heavy artillery and heavy guns, and aimed at the coastline ahead.
On the beach, Japanese soldiers were running everywhere; some were swimming in the sea, some were crouching on the ground trembling, and some were fleeing in panic...
"Brothers! Give it a shot!!!"
Commander Zhang Wentao of the 1st Guards Division roared.
"Da da da..."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"Boom boom boom boom boom..."
"Da da da da da..."
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..."
"Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap..."
The muffled roar of artillery, the dense barrage of machine gun fire, and the combined roar of mortars and heavy artillery created a stirring and powerful symphony.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!!"
"Pfft!!!"
"Pfft!!!"
"ah--!"
"Pfft—!"
"ah!"
"ah!!"
Blood spurted wildly, screams and wails filled the air, corpses lay dead on the ground, and countless severed limbs were scattered all over the field.
As the roar of heavy machine guns and cannons rang out, a dense hail of bullets flew out, instantly tearing apart the bodies of the first group of Japanese soldiers charging forward.
In the blink of an eye, the Japanese soldier at the forefront was shot through, blood spurting out and staining the sand beneath his feet red.
Their instinct was to find cover, but they found there was nothing to hide behind, so in a panic they could only look for shell craters to take cover.
In just a moment, the entire coastline became a hellish place!
"Kill them all!!!"
Looking at this hellish scene before him, Harada Jiro gritted his teeth in rage, his eyes bloodshot. With a roar, he drew his katana from his waist, "Charge! Charge forward—!!"
Harada Jiro knew that he had no way out.
If he backs down now, he will be in a hopeless situation.
Therefore, even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, he must grit his teeth and charge forward, for only in this way can he survive.
"Hai!!"
Upon hearing Harada Jiro's order, the regimental commanders led their soldiers in a frenzied charge toward the center of the island.
However, they had only taken a few meters when more landmines awaited them.
"Aaaaaah—!"
"Aaaaaahh ...
"Help me—!!!"
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang -!"
A series of piercing screams suddenly rang out, and as the Japanese soldier stepped on a landmine and detonated it, explosions began one after another.
Hundreds of thousands of landmines have been laid along the coastline of the tiny Awaji Island, so densely packed that it's difficult to even step over one.
The Japanese soldiers would be injured or killed by landmines as soon as they set foot on the coastline.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang -!!!"
A series of explosions occurred along the coastline.
For a moment, screams of agony rose and fell.
Under such a series of explosions, the Japanese soldiers had no idea what to do and could only flee in panic.
If they had lingered for even a second, they would have been killed by the blast wave.
However, they only had two paths before them: one was to charge forward and be shot to death by enemy machine guns, and the other was to jump into the sea.
Whichever path you choose, it leads to death; there is no other way.
This is Lin Feng's tactic: to use stillness to control movement.
The more chaotic the Japanese soldiers are, the better. The more panicked they are, the easier it is for them to expose their weaknesses. Once they lose their minds, we can easily annihilate them.
In just over ten minutes, two-thirds of the more than 10,000 Japanese troops who had landed fell on the beach, while the rest jumped into the water and desperately fled the dangerous area.
Seeing the corpses lying scattered along the coastline, Harada Jiro panicked and could only order his troops to retreat, prioritizing saving their own lives for the time being.
......
However, just as they jumped into the icy sea, the heavy artillery hidden inside Yuheyu Mountain opened fire fiercely, and shells whistled as they crashed into the sea.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Splash! Splash!!"
In an instant, mushroom clouds rose up, and towering waves swept across the entire sea area.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!"
"Splash! Splash!!"
"Pfft!!"
"ah!!!"
"thump!!"
"......"
Clumps of scarlet blood bloomed, and the Japanese soldiers fell one after another into pools of blood like wheat being harvested, quickly turning into cold corpses.
As the smoke of battle gradually dissipated, fewer than two thousand men from the 100th Division swam back to shore.
At this moment, they were all in a sorry state, soaked to the bone, their clothes clinging to their bodies, making their figures even more prominent.
Many soldiers even had undried blood on their faces, looking like demons who had just crawled out of hell.
Their hearts were filled with fear and despair, especially after witnessing what they had just seen, which made them tremble with fear.
They lost this battle, utterly and completely. They not only lost a large number of precious lives, but also their dignity and honor.
"Is that the division commander?" a Japanese soldier pointed to the water not far away.
Harada Jiro was seen floating on the water, his face pale and his mouth stained with bright red blood, without making a sound.
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