Outside Henderson Airport, corpses were strewn everywhere. In the five-hour attack last night, a total of three thousand Japanese soldiers were killed. The mutilated flesh and blood mixed with the unique unpleasant smell of Guadalcanal made people feel uncomfortable.
Ugh, layers of disgusting blowflies and scavenging crawlers are crawling around on the bloody minced meat. Whenever someone or an animal walks by, the blowflies and scavenging corpse bugs immediately fly up.
It was so overwhelming that even the line of sight was blocked.
Seeing this purgatory-like scene, several soldiers started to vomit continuously, but Xu Rui looked nonchalant. He had seen too many such scenes, and it couldn't cause any ripples in his heart.
Xu Rui was just thinking that the tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers only lost a few thousand people. They should not retreat. It is daytime and as soon as they board the transport ship, they will be attacked by the US military sea and air forces. Therefore, they will not retreat.
It is possible to retreat, but it is impossible for an army of tens of thousands to hide, and it will inevitably be bombed by naval guns and air force. Therefore, there are two ways before the Japanese devils. One is to hide in the jungle and wait for the opportunity, and the other is to directly
Braving U.S. land and sea artillery bombardment and aerial bombing, they continued to attack Henderson Field.
Xu Rui feels that the Japanese will choose the second path. Generally speaking, the Japanese have a relatively rigid tactical model and rigid thinking. They are also arrogant and impatient. They cannot always hide in the tropical jungle and suffer.
The bites of poisonous insects and the feeding of leech will definitely launch another attack on Henderson Airport.
Thinking of this, Xu Rui said: "Attu, tell the comrades to have a good rest first, and no one is allowed to leave the military camp without authorization."
"Commander, will the Japanese come again?" Zhuo Ligetu asked.
Xu Rui said: "They will definitely make a comeback, but before they can fight against our third regiment, it depends on whether they can survive the American aircraft and artillery."
Speaking of which, Xu Rui fought extremely comfortably in yesterday's battle. When he was at home, both the National Revolutionary Army and the Eighth Route Army suffered heavy losses from artillery fire during the battles with the Japanese. The National Revolutionary Army and the Eighth Route Army only had
Small-caliber artillery shells are treated like treasures and are reluctant to be used.
However, things have changed, and now everything is different. I have never fought such a wealthy war in my life. Even the Soviets, who admire artillery and firepower first, are reluctant to fire like this during shelling. The Americans are really wealthy, don't say
Ordinary artillery shells, even expensive large-caliber naval gun shells, are treated as if they are free of charge.
Xu Rui believes that as long as he needs it, it will not be a problem for the American artillery to fire for seven days and seven nights. Moreover, numerous U.S. military transport ships will also continuously transport artillery shells and other logistical supplies to the Guadalcanal area. With sufficient ammunition supplies, the U.S. military will
He fired unscrupulously.
At this moment, Xu Rui truly realized the impact of strong national power on the outcome of the war. Only when the country is strong and has a strong material base can it finally win the war.
Just like the Pacific War between the United States and Japan, in fact, tactically, Japan won more and lost less, but strategically, Japan continued to lose aircraft, warships and other effective forces while defeating the United States, and Japan's industrial base
It is difficult for newly built aircraft and warships to make up for the losses, and Japan's reserve pilots are becoming increasingly scarce. Although the Americans always suffer defeats, relying on their strong industrial production capabilities, they can not only make up for the losses in the war, but can continue to do so.
By expanding its military strength and having a strong reserve pilot team, Japan has achieved a series of tactical victories, but strategically it has been in a passive situation.
Therefore, war is not only about command, but more importantly, the competition of national strength.
Xu Rui felt extremely comfortable when he thought that when the Japs charged, he could summon the Yankees' aircraft and cannons to attack the Japs with all their strength.
Meanwhile, somewhere on Guadalcanal.
In order to avoid the bombing of American artillery shells and aircraft, Maruyama Masao had to pull his troops to hide in the jungle after dawn.
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, the 3rd Squadron of the 4th Wing has been found!"
"Oh, where did they go?" Masao Maruyama let out a long sigh. An hour ago, he received a report that a squadron of the 4th Wing was missing. This made Masao Maruyama very worried. Now there is finally news.
"This..." The officer who came to report hesitated to speak.
An unknown premonition arose in his heart, and Masao Maruyama asked: "Nomura-kun, what happened?"
Major Nomura said: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, the 3rd Squadron was found in a cave, but when they were found, they were all dead."
"All dead? All more than 200 people in a squadron died?" Masao Maruyama was shocked.
Nomura said: "Yes."
Maruyama Masada asked: "What is going on?"
Nomura said: "It has been initially determined that poisonous miasma rose up in the cave in the morning and was inhaled by the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Squadron. Your Excellency, the division commander, this jungle is very dangerous. There were just a dozen soldiers who were too tired."
I lay on the ground and fell asleep, but the blood on my body was sucked dry by the locusts, and I became a human being."
After Nomura finished speaking, he took out a soft monster, and saw that the monster's body was obviously red. It weighed half a kilogram, and its constantly squirming body was disgusting.
What is this?" Maruyama Masada asked.
"This is a leech."
"I've seen locusts before, but how could they be so big?"
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, the locusts in the tropical rain forest grow very big. One locust can suck half a pound of blood. Our dozen or so soldiers were all sucked to death by this locust."
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, it's too scary in the tropical rain forest. We must go out." Nomura said.
Maruyama Masao nodded. He had heard about the cruelty of the tropical rainforest. It was full of poisonous insects and beasts, miasma was rampant, and diseases were rampant. In the past, he thought the descriptions were exaggerated. But today he learned that these are all true. The tropical rainforest is really very dangerous.
horrible.
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, I'm a little cold." One of Maruyama Masao's guards held his shoulders with his hands and his body was shaking.
Just as Masao Maruyama was about to go over, Nomura stopped him and said: "Your Excellency, division commander, he may have malaria, don't touch him."
Masao Maruyama was shocked. His bodyguard was just bitten by a mosquito, but he contracted malaria so quickly. This tropical rainforest was really terrible.
Masao Maruyama has realized that if he hides in the tropical rain forest and does not come out, his soldiers will be dragged to death, starved to death, sick to death, or poisoned to death. He cannot let this situation continue, and he must seek revenge in the shortest possible time.
As long as Henderson Airport is captured, the Americans will lose their air superiority. At that time, their own troops can turn the corner.
Thinking of this, Masao Maruyama said loudly: "I can't stay in this damned place for a moment. Nomura-kun, give me the order to immediately launch a general attack on Henderson Airport! We must capture Henderson at any cost."
Airport!"
"But Your Excellency, Division Commander, it is daytime now, and the Americans have superiority in the sea and air..."
"We can't worry about so much anymore. If we don't attack, we will eventually be trapped here. We must attack immediately!" Maruyama Masao said.
"Hai!"
Nomura saw that Masao Maruyama's spirit was showing signs of collapse. Nomura did not dare to say anything more and quickly conveyed the order. So the Second Division once again walked out of the jungle, assembled and launched an attack on Henderson Airport, and the war resumed...
When the Second Division launched another attack on Henderson Airport, Xu Rui received the news immediately.
"This Maruyama Masao is so impatient that he couldn't help but come out after only staying in the tropical rainforest for a few hours. Well, if you dare to come here to die, then don't even think about going back alive!"
Xu Rui put the coffee on the table and said: "Call Vandergrift immediately and ask for artillery support!"
"Yes!" Zhuoligetu said.
Just two minutes later, deafening gunfire rang out outside Henderson Airport again. Immediately afterwards, more than a hundred fighter planes from Henderson Airport took off continuously, bombarding the incoming Japanese soldiers indiscriminately.
The US military used aircraft and artillery to build a death trap outside Henderson Airport. The entire outside of Henderson Airport became a hell of death.
This time, the Japs of the Second Division went completely crazy. Regardless of the cost or casualties, they continued to launch almost suicidal attacks on Henderson Airport.
The attack lasted for a day and a night, with the Yankees' naval guns firing until the barrels were red. In the end, they had to use alternating ground artillery fire and naval gunfire to block the uninterrupted attacks of the Japanese. However, even so, no Japanese could
Break through the firepower web woven by the Yankees.
This was destined to be a bloody day. The Japanese soldiers continued to charge towards Henderson Airport, and then were blown up by rows of dense artillery shells.
Watching the Japanese soldiers who were constantly charging wildly outside the airport being blown up one by one, the soldiers of the Third Regiment watched all this very happily, smoking cigarettes and chatting at the same time.
"This battle was so exciting. Without firing a single shot, the little devils would die in pieces. It feels a bit like a dream to me," said a soldier.
"Hey, my gay brother, the Yankees are rich and powerful. These cannonballs are as useful as firecrackers. No matter how many little devils there are, it's useless."
"It's been a long time since we fought such a grand battle. I was thinking, if all the Japanese soldiers have been blown up by Yankee shells, what use will we have?"
"Hehe, this is really a problem..."
Time passed little by little, but the Japanese's suicidal attack continued.
The soldiers of the third regiment became a little numb from the initial excitement and yawned constantly.
"Comrade, why are these Japanese devils so unstoppable? Aren't they afraid of death?"
Another soldier said: "These Japanese devils are really not raised by human beings..."
