Living Hell (Part 1)
Chapter 309:Living Hell (Part 1)
On the charcoal-smugated island, there was smoke in the charred crater, and a bomb crater was next to a bomb crater, and on the edge of the bomb crater, scattered with all kinds of debris, pieces of paper, radio parts, and charred black debris.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers stared at the crater in front of him, silent, blind eyes at the end of the sky, several red police bombers who were leaving.
Among them, from the head of the Sendai Master Kawaguchi, there are too many unwillingness in the depths of his eyes.
As the backbone of Japan's most elite Second Division, he participated in the Xuzhou Battle in Shenzhou, and was tough and murderous in the Second Division.
After returning home from Shenzhou Triumph, after the outbreak of the Pacific War, the Sendai Division was immediately assigned to the 16th Army of the current village.
Before the march into the South China Sea, the Second Division was adapted, most of the original main forces were retained and adapted into other troops or left-behind troops, the real sent to the South China is the Second Division of the compendium of the Second Division, both personnel and weapons and equipment are not the same, basically a division shelf and a large number of recruits.
After the Japanese invasion of Java in 1942, the 2nd Division was ordered to carry out police and sweep missions there.As a result, the 2nd Division was involved in the Solomon Islands battle related to its fate.
The Changchuankou Qingzhongzhong, the real cadre of the Second Division sent to Guadalcanal, also ascended to Zhongzo before coming to Guadalcanal.
However, after coming to Guadalcanal, the war is completely different from everyone's imagination, and here it is more boundless suffering, and it is not the war that tests the soldiers, but the environment and hunger.
Two months ago, on the night the airport was shelled, the palm of the hand of Changchuankou was injured, and a shrapnel was mutilated.
After being sent to the hospital, he first learned what was called hell, in the hospital, there was no anesthesia, direct surgery, and most of the wounded soldiers died directly on the surgical table suggested to be made of wood and rags.
Without medicine, the wound festles in the humid tropical climate, and the magne worms roll over and drill in the wound.
There was no food, and since the Sendai division finally landed on Guadalcanal, no supplies could be delivered to Guadalcanal.
When the XVII Army defended Guadalcanal, most of the island's defenses were carried by construction facilities and weapons and ammunition, and only a small part of the food was carried.
When the Sendai Division landed, it carried rations for only five days.
It was thought that it was a quick battle, that supplies would arrive soon, and that there would be no need to think about rations at all.
As a result, there are now enough weapons on the island, but there is no food for the soldiers to survive.
Now, Guadalcanal has become a Jedi, trying to send supplies of destroyers and transport ships, facing the enemy's endless torpedo boats, warships, aircraft, often just arrived near Guadalcanal, it is difficult to approach, and then sink.
In the Gulf of Guadalcanal, it is not known how many ships were buried, and it is estimated that the shipwrecks in the bay have blocked the channel.
The wounded soldiers on the island, even if they were saved, did not distribute any rations, and the only rations were provided to the troops who were still able to fight.
Infectious diseases raged on the island, a large number of people died every day, flies fell on every wounded soldier, and the wounded soldiers who died of hunger had no power to drive away these flies, and even faced expulsion, these disgusting flies were unmoved.
Nagagawa swallowed his palms, used his pistol and his rank, grabbed some sulfonamide in the hospital, and then forced the doctor to take out a little quinine hydrochloride with a gun.
Nagagawa was highly educated, well aware of the consequences of infection, and of malaria on the island, without which he would not have lived for a week.
However, even if he can survive the wound, but there is no food, it is difficult to get a few days, because he has been hungry for the previous month's Hungarian sticker back.
He drilled out the small tent in the hospital and decided to return to the army, because only the combat troops were given rations, and he was able to fight despite being wounded.
The hospital tent is surrounded by grunts, there are still deplorable screams, this hospital itself is a hell, in a tent not far away yesterday, an unbearable wounded soldier, with a hand thunder, together with the hell there are several other wounded soldiers in the tent.
The hospital, the Red Police Corps did not even want to attack, and the wounded soldiers who walked into the hospital have already entered hell.
Unwilling to stay in the hospital for another second, holding the southern pistol that he never left, all loaded into his military bag.
Hunger made him very weak, but here he could not find a grain of food, he did not know how others survived, nor where the food was hidden.
Cut a branch as a crutch, stagger into the rainforest, no one cares about a person's departure, some just lying on the grass dying, waiting for the death of the "dead".
Returning from the hospital to the site of the combat troops of the 17th Army, it was 20 kilometers, and Nagagawa Kukuk did not know whether he could reach it, and he only hoped that he could find something to eat on the road.
Along the way, walking and stopping, it was very weak, but also through the rainforest, he was exhausted all the way, and he was trying to find a little wild fruit on the way.
But this road does not know how many times people have been passed, not to mention the wild fruit, even the mushrooms and edible leaves have disappeared, the whole army has already been driven to the end of hunger.
Just down the road along the road, the soldiers lying striding up and lying up scattered, from these lying soldiers emit a strong odor.
This taste, even if the killing countless Nagagawa mouths vomit up, but the stomach is empty, the only acid is spitted out.
He was not the first to attempt to return to the combat units, and most of the people in the hospital who were able to move around wanted to return to the troops along the path.
However, hunger caused one wounded soldier to fall on the side of the road, white in their mouths and noses, eyes, mouths, wounds, mouths, and flies covered their bodies.
Even the murder of the Nagasaki Kuraguchi can not bear to look down, lifting the leg will be a white skeleton kicked out, the skeleton is still wearing a Japanese military uniform, playing leggings, black hole eyes staring at the void.
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