Harry slowly opened his eyes, and after regaining consciousness, he found that he was still alive, with a severe headache, and the surroundings were silent, as if the battle was over.
Harry only remembered that when he was fighting with the Japanese soldiers, some bastard threw a grenade at him. The shock wave of the explosion pushed him and the Japanese soldiers who were fighting him to the ground. Then something pressed on him, and then he lost it.
consciousness.
Harry, whose brain was pounding, tried to move, but the thing pressing on him was too heavy and he couldn't move at all. Only then did Harry realize that he was pressed under a pile of soil, with a corpse pressed on top of him.
The bodies of Japanese soldiers.
But then he felt a sharp pain coming from his lower body. He looked down and saw that a bayonet had been inserted into his thigh, and some black blood was flowing out of the wound.
When the roar in his head slowly subsided, he heard the sound of bayonets piercing the body, the groans of the injured, and the sounds of prayers mixed together in his ears.
He turned his head vigorously and saw that there were more than a dozen soldiers wearing pink and green military uniforms cleaning the battlefield around him, and the ground was littered with corpses wearing tea-green and pink-green military uniforms. The colors of the military uniforms distinguished their camps, and the dark-green ones were
The Japanese army, the pink and green ones are the US military.
"Thank God, we won."
Seeing this, Harry's nervous heart dropped into his stomach, and only then did he have the mood to check his condition.
Being pressed down by the mud and broken limbs, he was in pain and sweating on his face, and his nose was filled with a foul smell. Only then did he notice that there was an intestine hanging from his head.
Harry almost vomited when he saw this scene. Suddenly he saw two American soldiers walking towards his direction, their bayonets shining coldly in the sun.
Harry took a deep breath and shouted with all his strength, "Hey...come here and help me."
Hearing Harry's voice, the two American soldiers followed the sound and looked, only to find Harry covered in corpses and soil. The two hurriedly ran over.
"Hey... there's another one alive here."
The two men quickly put their rifles behind their backs, moved the body that was pressed against Harry, and tried to drag him out of the mound, but Harry screamed in agony.
"Damn it, you two bastards, do you have eyes up to your butts? Didn't you see that I still have a bayonet on my leg?"
The two soldiers looked down and found the bayonet stuck in Harry's thigh. They were startled. One of the soldiers apologized: "Man, I'm really sorry. Please wait a moment. I'll call the health soldier."
Soon, two medical soldiers came, put Harry on a stretcher and hurried back.
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Although the U.S. military won the hand-to-hand battle south of Turululu Mountain, the consequences of this hand-to-hand battle caused a sensation within the U.S. military.
"The number of casualties was 869, including 534 killed, 327 wounded and 8 missing."
Looking at the casualty report in his hand, Julian, the commander of the Second Marine Division, rubbed his eyes and looked at the report again. It was indeed correct.
He threw the report on the table and asked with some disbelief: "Maris, have you investigated the authenticity of this report?"
Chief of Staff Maris nodded: "I have verified it and it is indeed true."
"How is that possible?" Julian murmured in a daze for a moment: "They only fought for one day, and the 8th Regiment suffered so many casualties?"
"Yes." Maris Cassie also sighed: "Although I am very reluctant, I have to tell you that this is indeed true.
Since the 8th Regiment was responsible for the most difficult main offensive task, the Japanese attached great importance to Tuluru Mountain, and the 8th Regiment's attack met with their tenacious resistance.
Not only did they deploy heavy artillery in the back mountain, but because the Japanese always chose to launch a counterattack as soon as we captured their position, the 8th Regiment had no time to launch a defense, so the casualties were extremely high.
Colonel Thomas now requests instructions on next steps."
Julian sighed softly: "Order the 8th Regiment to withdraw and rest first, and let the 10th Regiment take over."
"By the way..." Julian suddenly asked: "Where are those Chinese people? How is their offensive on the east side of Turulu Mountain going?"
"Their attack didn't go well either."
Maris shook his head: "The terrain in the east is much more complicated than in the south. Several attacks by the Chinese made little progress, but I heard that Mr. Gao used artillery to gradually advance and aircraft to cover and bomb.
Although their progress is not fast, the casualties of the same troops are also much smaller."
"He's quite smart." Julian snorted, not sure whether it was praise or contempt.
At the same time, almost the same report was sent to Gao Hongming.
"Julian withdrew the 8th Marine Regiment and replaced it with the 10th Marine Regiment?"
"Yes, sir." Chi Yaohui nodded: "The Second Marine Division has four infantry regiments, each with a strength of about 3,330 to 3,500 people. The strategy adopted by Major General Julian is the rotation method
, each regiment fights for one day, so as to avoid causing excessive losses to a certain unit and damaging its vitality to the greatest extent."
"It's a pity that we can't afford this kind of tactics." Gao Hongming sighed helplessly. There were only so many people in the dispatched team, and it was impossible to adopt the tactics of the Second Marine Division.
The most important thing is, if he does this, wouldn’t it be exactly what the Americans want?
What he can be sure of is that the more troops he sends, the heavier the task the Americans will give him.
Coming from a later generation, he certainly understands that once the Yankees start acting dishonestly, they will definitely shatter the outlook of ordinary people.
So, these people just happen to send planes every once in a while to bring the wounded and the remains of the dead soldiers back to the country, and then transport the new soldiers over.
Replenish as much as you lose. This is the correct way to deal with Americans.
"Sir, Commander Julian is here for a visit and has arrived at our command department." A staff officer hurried over to report.
"What...Julian is here?"
Gao Hongming and Chi Yaohui were slightly surprised when they heard that the newly appointed commander of the Second Marine Division was visiting. No one could figure out why Julian came running over at this time.
"Lao Chi, come with me to greet you."
Soon, the two of them welcomed Julian into the headquarters.
Unlike the former division commander Major General John, who looked unruly and full of aggression, Julian looked much gentler. He looked gentle and gentle, giving the impression that he was more like a university professor than a professional soldier.