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Chapter 199 Qin Shi Shows Off His Power
A ray of early morning sunlight shines on the tops of the mountains, casting a light golden color. In the lush forest, groups of monkeys unique to Myanmar are playing among the trees, and in the sky, hawks are flying.
On the Yangman Railway line, several trains sped past each other in a short distance. Japanese Army Captain Hashimoto Ryuichiro watched all this unfold in the distance, feeling a deep longing for his hometown of Nagasaki. The rumbling white smoke from the trains resembled the smoke rising from the tall chimneys of Nagasaki's factories. Hashimoto recalled his childhood, playing with his friends in the narrow streets of Nagasaki, where the low wooden houses and dimly lit rooms resembled the train compartments now.
Since he enlisted in the army in 1940, Hashimoto has never gone back. First in Northeast China, then in the North China Plain, then to Southeast Asia, Vietnam, Malaysia, then to the Philippines, and finally to this godforsaken place. Hashimoto has lost count of how many people's blood is on his hands. He has gone from being a passionate young man loyal to his country to being numb now. What empire, what paradise on earth, what Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, they are all fucking lies. The comrades around him fell one by one, and the Imperial Army continued to conquer, but he never saw the people of a place smiling at him from the heart and being grateful to the Imperial Army. Hashimoto saw their inner resentment many times from their hypocritical smiles and flattery.
The train sped along, and the exhausted soldiers, regardless of whether it was day or night, leaned against the carriages and fell into a deep sleep. This was a rare moment of peace and quiet. But could such moments last? When would I return home, to Nagasaki, to my own wooden house, to stretch myself out and sleep peacefully?
Ryuichiro Hashimoto certainly didn't have that chance. Just as he was about to close his eyes, the tracks beneath the train suddenly exploded. A violent explosion almost simultaneously flung Hashimoto and his fellow passengers high into the sky. In the air, Hashimoto found himself torn apart, his flesh and blood illuminating the sun like a rainbow. Hashimoto thought, so this is what a rainbow looks like! How beautiful! Can it last longer?
"Boom boom boom boom--" At the same time as the first train was blown up, countless artillery fire flew over, covering the entire train column. The driver stepped on the brakes in horror. The Japanese soldiers in the carriage rolled due to inertia. The artillery fire from the surrounding areas hit a carriage from time to time, blowing it up. Many Japanese soldiers were ruthlessly thrown out of the carriage.
The train stopped and the experienced taxi drivers quickly opened the carriages and fled out of them desperately. Even though there was gunfire, explosions and screams everywhere outside, they didn't care about that at all and desperately escaped from the tracks and ran towards the surrounding woods.
"Da da da——", "Tu tu tu——"
The dense forest was filled with bullets, and countless comrades who were running ahead were hit and fell to the ground. The mutilated bodies were everywhere. The soldiers quickly lay down, and the clever ones immediately piled up the bodies of their fallen comrades and hid behind them.
"Counterattack! Counterattack!" some fanatical officers shouted, ordering the surrounding soldiers to pick up their weapons and fire. The veterans who had found shelter remained indifferent. What a joke! With such firepower and the enemy's shelling continuing, showing their heads at this time would be like asking for death.
As expected, the shouting officers and the soldiers around them were targeted, with countless fire and bombs flying in their direction. An officer who looked like a major, having just raised his command knife, was immediately met with a barrage of M2 heavy machine gun bullets, his arm instantly reduced to pulp. Then, he was struck twice in the torso, severed at the waist. His lower body remained upright, but his upper body had already fallen to the ground.
Some Japanese soldiers who remained in the train cars, using the rails for cover, began to counterattack. The traditional Type 2 heavy machine guns unleashed a roar of "thump, thump, thump!" As the artillery fire subsided, some attempted to climb onto the artillery mounted at the rear, aiming to adjust the muzzles and fire back. However, they were no match for the bullets, especially the hail of rounds from the American M heavy machine guns.
Then, another round of rockets came, and the dense explosions made the surviving veterans realize that they were not only attacked, but also surrounded. On this narrow railway line, there was no chance of escape...
The same situation happened on a highway more than 10 kilometers away. The convoy of the 151st Regiment was interrupted. Countless bullets continued to hit them from the mountains and forests on both sides. A large number of American grenades and Chinese grenades flew over. There were explosions and screams everywhere. Colonel Shigesho Yamamoto hid under a car under the cover of several guards. The captain of the 1st Battalion hurried over to report the current situation to him.
"Sir, we can't organize a counterattack right now. The enemy has surrounded us along the kilometer line. They occupy the high ground on both sides, have built fortifications, and have a large amount of artillery fire. These are not guerrillas, but regular troops!"
Yamamoto yelled, "Baga, where did they come from?"
"Colonel, now we can only gather all the troops we can and charge in one direction. We will charge as many as we can!"
Yamamoto accepted the captain's suggestion, and then the Japanese army launched a desperate fight, attacking the mountains on one side.
From a high place, Qin Shi watched all this with cold eyes. He took the signalman's walkie-talkie and shouted at the other side: "Liu Xiao, you can't take out this Japanese regiment with just one division. If you let one of them escape, you'd better quit, or I will personally dismiss you!"
At this time, Zhou Hu came over and said with a smile: "Commander Qin, are you going to dismiss me too? You know, I am the commander of this division."
When Qin Shi saw Zhou Hu coming over, he immediately asked with concern: "With the situation over there like this, can the Third Division handle it?"
Zhou Hu smiled and pointed at Qin Shi, saying, "Commander Qin, you should reinforce all your direct-subordinate units and artillery to the Third Division. The ambush area along the railway is obviously more advantageous than here. If the Third Division can't handle it, then don't do it. You sent me there just to find a chance to catch me short. You're being too unkind."
Qin Shi waved his hand at Zhou Hu, "Don't give me that. I'm giving you a chance to make a name for yourself. You're running here now, so it's obvious that there's no big problem over there. Be careful of that kid Liu Xiao. When did my people become your favorites?"
Zhou Hu was too lazy to argue with Qin Shi and said in a deep voice, "It's almost over there. The artillery on the train should be protected as you instructed. It's unlikely that they will be completely wiped out, but not many will escape."
Qin Shi asked quickly: "Did you capture Takeda Xin or Suzuki Keiji? At least you have to leave their bodies behind."
Zhou Hu nodded, "No matter who leads the team, Takeda Xin or Suzuki Keiji, I don't think anyone can escape!"