Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 275: The ending of Morimoto Team

There were chasing troops behind and interception in front. Japanese troops were already at the end of their lives, and their destruction was only in a day. With the help of the infantry, the armored reconnaissance company of the Guard Brigade removed the obstacles in the way and immediately joined the team against the disabled. In this battle of position breakthrough, the vehicle-mounted cannons had a great advantage in terms of range and power. The temporary simple positions constructed by the Japanese army could not withstand such fierce fire attacks. The weapon platoon used the two heavy machine guns and six medium-caliber mortars they carried to join the attack ranks. This became the last straw that broke the camel’s spine. The defense line between the Takeda team and the machine gun squadron collapsed instantly, and the fire was spotted. Covered and destroyed by artillery shells, soldiers crouching in shallow trenches and foxholes were shot to death one by one. Those who tried to abandon the battlefield were shot by soldiers from both Japan and Germany.

The battle was swift and fierce. When the SS forward rushed into the Japanese position, the remaining Japanese soldiers even engaged in a bayonet fight with the Germans. The battle to capture the Morimoto Battalion Headquarters was **** and cruel. When the gunfire stopped, only SS soldiers armed with steel guns were left on the battlefield, leaving no Japanese soldiers alive.

"This is a medical officer of the Japanese army." Lieutenant Anthony Schneider squatted next to the chief medical officer's body, inspecting the cowhide medicine box of this young official.

"I just checked. All the wounded were killed on the spot, and no pant was left." The medical soldier ran over cheerfully with a first aid kit on his back.

"Next!" Schneider threw a small aluminum can at the medic.

"What's this?" After the medical soldier caught it, he found that there were all oriental characters on the tank and he didn't recognize any of them. He unscrewed the screw cap and leaned forward to smell it.

"It's sulfa. They also use this as a disinfectant." Schneider pulled out a canvas bag tied with a leather cord from the medicine box. It felt hard, and after opening it, he found that it was a set of exquisite surgical procedures. Equipment, he carefully checked the trademark on it.

"Christie...I've heard of this brand. It's American." Schneider stuffed the roll of tools into the map bag around his waist.

The size of the medicine cabinet is small, and there is not much stuff in it, but as a junior officer (mainly civilians and service officers who undertake non-combat tasks). The chief medical officer carried the most precious medicines and documents with him. Schneider discovered some chemicals and some crude pills. What they are and what they do need further testing before certification.

"Doctor, this guy is still alive." Suddenly a SS member who was examining the body cried out. He was a little undecided whether he should kill the Japanese on the spot, because judging from the clothes and equipment of the Japanese army, he was obviously an officer.

"Don't move him!" Schneider jumped up and ran over. He stopped the other team members who were about to surround him.

"Be careful, doctor, maybe it's a trap!" A sergeant took out his pistol from the holster, and he issued a warning to the military ensign.

"No, no. He just fainted." Schneider tested the pulse on the opponent's neck and looked at the opponent's eyelids.

"There doesn't appear to be any trauma from behind, help me turn him over." Schneider said to the SS who found this alive.

"Be careful, go two people and hold this guy's hands." The sergeant said to the team around him. Four or five strong SS men rushed forward and turned the Japanese officer over. He stood up, and then pressed the opponent's limbs.

"There is no obvious trauma before."

"It should be dizzy. I have seen a lot of such unlucky people before. If he wakes up and feels sick, it proves that he has a concussion."

"Sergeant Cole. I admire you for such a wealth of medical experience, but now I am a doctor. You guys carried him to the open space over there, and I will see if I can wake him up. "

"Check carefully and take all the weapons and debris from him, Rudolph, handcuff this guy. Doctor, this is for safety's sake."

"Whatever you want, sergeant, I will get some medicine. You should radio report to your superiors right now. This person is the only Japanese officer we have caught now. I think you understand what this means." Schneider stood He got up and patted the dust on his knees, and then ran quickly to the half-track medical vehicle parked aside.

"We caught a wounded Japanese officer who was a lieutenant." The Sergeant Major reported to Major Smith with a look of joy.

"Well. You take a few people with you. You must ensure that this Japanese survives. I need to know the truth from him." Smith replied in a solemn, expressionless voice.

"Yes, Major." The Sergeant Major saluted, and then led two of his men down the battlefield.

"The French army in the bunker has been rescued, and the wounded have been properly placed. The commander of the French stronghold expressed his gratitude to us on the phone."

"We can occupy the vantage point on the opposite mountain, and from there we can overlook the entire hilly area." Lieutenant Crowder proposed.

"There is no need. The enemy has already been surrounded in this area. We just need to follow the normal steps to clear it step by step. Don't make any extra branches. The protagonist of this incident is the French Indochina Army." Smith said. The platoon leader’s proposal was rejected.

"I don't understand what you mean." A company commander, Captain Wilman, looked at the deputy commander of the brigade in confusion.

"We won the military battle, but the remaining battles will continue on the negotiating table. We must make the empire invincible diplomatically, so we can’t sink ourselves too deep. In this incident, I have already proved my ability with facts, and then let the French show off their victory."

"Understood, Major." Captain Wilman nodded respectfully to be taught. Although he could not turn a corner with his military thinking, he believed in the judge's judgment that he would definitely not let the Empire. Damaged interests.

"The French watched over there and ordered them immediately. Everyone exercised restraint, accepted the surrendered enemy and wounded, and handed them over to the French for disposal." Smith gave the order coldly.

"Yes, but the order will take time to pass."

"Then go faster."

The battalion headquarters of Morimoto Battalion fled all the way, the affiliated sergeants and sergeants fell one by one on the steep mountain road. The enemy troops chasing behind were equipped with several sharpshooters. Every time the guard detachment wanted to stop and initiate an attack. , Will soon be defeated by the opponent's precise shooting.

The only eleven-year-old machine gun in the team has burned out the last machine gun round. Although the infantry still carried a large number of Arisaka rifle bullets, the two were not universal. After the rifle was loaded hard, the bullet shell broke in the barrel before a shot was fired. The gun was completely misfired. However, the bullet grenadier in the team did not know when he fell behind, leaving only a secondary shooter with empty hands and carrying ammunition. Perhaps he could not keep up with the team at first, in this chaotic chase. , Leaving the team means death.

Finally, when Morimoto and his team met with Okubo Squadron. There were only three living people around. Your excellency, the captain, was covered with grass clippings and dirt at the time, and his image was unsightly.

In fact, the Okubo Squadron has long been unable to support him. If it hadn't been for a tenacious belief to support him, coupled with the fact that he had a lot of power in the squadron on weekdays, those fierce veterans would have launched a mutiny. The officers and soldiers of the squadron felt that they had never fought such an aggrieved battle. The imperial army had always been fighting against others. Ever thought that one day they would be suppressed by the enemy. The firepower of the French A3 stronghold exceeded the imagination of the Japanese army. This should not have been a target that could be achieved by light infantry.

The infantry artillery squad with high hopes was even more messed up. It was hit by two French mortars and ran all over the mountain. The 92 heavy machine gun team is not the opponent of the French fortress machine gun. The body of the machine gun crew was still lying in the grass on the hillside, and no one dared to approach it. The entire squadron had consumed 70% of the ammunition in the opposite fire, and all the ammunition in the tossing barrel was used up. If there is no supplement, these people can only fight with bayonets.

After finally waiting for the command of the captain to retreat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This bad fight against the wind is really hurting morale. Okubo's subordinates can piece together to form a complete squad. Seeing these embarrassed subordinates, the squadron leader is a little bit crying. This time the loss of the troops and the impact it caused were too great to hide from the above. If you are lucky enough to return to the station, what awaits him will be a military judgment. For losers with no background, such as Morimoto and Okubo, Japan's military laws are very harsh.

But if there is a backstage. Even if it smashes the big basket, it will be held high and light, at most it will be sent to some remote places to squat for two years, and when the limelight has passed, it will be a hero again. Okubo is just an ordinary merchant family, and there is no royal blood in the family. Just following Morimoto and not reporting this is enough to make him go home and eat old rice. Not to mention the loss of so many subordinates, at least a few years in prison. Not to mention Morimoto Takuji, this time he will probably lose his head.

Takeo Okubo finally assembled the troops that had been scattered on a hillside. Before he ordered to start, the captain ran over by himself. What he didn't expect was that the captain followed closely behind his ass. A large group of heavily armed SS. The Germans were murderous, and they came up with random shots. The poor Japanese soldiers who were still looking forward to leaving this place were shot and overturned. Captain Okubo Takeo no longer has to worry about what punishment he will suffer when he returns. The squadron leader standing at the forefront of the team was fired by several SS snipers. The entire head was blown up on the spot, and the body was already on the ground. Breathless.

The interesting thing is that the brigade commander miraculously escaped the crisis once again. When the gunfire rang, Morimoto rushed into the grass beside him without looking back. Run, run faster, absolutely can't fall into the hands of the lone countryman, Morimoto only has this idea left in his mind, he panicked through the towering Qinghao bushes and ran towards the road No. 4 in his impression.

Okubo’s people should be able to stop the pursuit for a period of time. He can go to meet the Hasegawa Squadron first, and then turn back to support Okubo. This idea keeps circling in his mind like a life-saving straw. When people reach a dead end That's it, even the slightest hope will be held firmly, even if it is clear in the heart that it is just a false illusion.

But the final blow came soon. When the Zhongzuo rushed onto the highway, he ran into the defeated Hasegawa Squadron head-on. The Hasegawa Squadron was destroyed, only because of a violent ensign. After losing the second squad, the thin line of defense constructed by the third squadron could not stop the fierce and fearless foreign soldiers. Most of the soldiers in the squad were killed on the spot with the squadron leader. The culprit, Lieutenant Shiraki, tried to kneel and surrender, but the barbarians did not keep alive. What is more terrifying is that they still like to harvest heads.

After listening to the report of the collapse of the soldiers, Morimoto Takuji Nakasa felt dizzy and nauseous. He bent down and retched a few times at the side of the road. He spat out some bright red blood clots. The mortar in front was still shocked. His internal organs.

"Lord Captain, retreat quickly, the enemy is about to catch up." The soldier reminded loudly while supporting Morimoto.

"No, the brigade is over, you escape by yourself, let me stay here." Morimoto shook his hand and pushed away the soldier holding him.

"If you can go back alive, please apologize to the head of the wing for me. This failure is my responsibility alone and has nothing to do with the officers and soldiers. I have written a letter and placed it in the brigade office. In his briefcase. Please also tell your lord of the wing that the imperial army has lost its troops and replaced them. Morimoto knows that he will die for his crimes. I only ask the wing leader to take care of my family if he has the conditions."

"My lord captain!" The two soldiers still wanted to persuade~IndoMTL.com~Go quickly. Going over there is the border line. Bring my words to the captain. This is an order. "Morimoto gave a loud order. After the two Japanese soldiers looked at each other, they saluted Morimoto with their chests tall, and then turned and crossed the highway to climb up the steep hillside on the other side, and climbed a few hills in that direction. On the border between China and Vietnam, if these two people are lucky, they might be able to escape.

At this moment, the foreign legionaries appeared on the other side of the highway. Seeing the enemy troops rushing in the offensive formation, Morimoto Takuji took out his gun from the holster around his waist. After turning on the gun, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger at his temple. .

The sporadic battles that followed continued until the evening. From a military point of view, the Third Battalion of the 21st Infantry Regiment of the Imperial Japanese Army no longer existed.

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