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Chapter 311:Living Hell (Part 3)

The waiting time is always hard.

I don't know how many times I've been to the bay, looking forward to the arrival of the Nagoya Division.

Just on Maruyama, the political man clearly told him that the Nagoya Division was coming, and on this day, an air fortress bomber of the Red Guard Corps dropped a dense bomb.

Within the Japanese command, radio stations, office supplies, and cooking utensils were all blown up, passwords, orders, archives, and all combat materials were burned.

On this day, Nagagawa Kukyu was once again taken to the hospital, and the explosion of shrapnel pierced through his back and cut off two ribs.

Surrounded by the open sea, after the awakening of Nagagawa, he still stood by the sea every day, biting his teeth, holding up hunger, waiting for reinforcements from the sea.

Those who wait will always have a harvest.

The reinforcements finally arrived.

On this day, the Japanese high-speed battleships Birhom and Mist Island arrived on Guadalcanal, just as the 3rd Fleet had once again shelled the airfield.

This time, there was no Japanese presence at the airport.

However, the Japanese did not know that the airport on Guadalcanal was not used at all by the Red Guards Corps, and the airport was just an empty shell from beginning to end.

The old shelling, but this time the enemy faced by the Japanese army, is no longer the only three battleships before.

With Guadalcanal as the core battlefield, the Japanese have become more and more difficult to fool, the main aircraft carrier of the Navy has not continued to come here, and the value of the existence of Guadalcanal has been fully developed.

Later, Nagagawa Kukuk learned that near Guadalcanal, although there was no enemy aircraft carrier main force, four super battleships, four fearless first-class battleships, and a large number of cruisers and destroyers, can be said to be like an iron barrel of the sea.

On the same day, fierce naval battles were repeated in the Gulf of Guadalcanal.

Nagagawa Kukuk did not understand naval warfare, but with other wounded soldiers, on the shore next to the hospital, shouted for his fleet to do it.

The night did not make the naval battle see true, and the logistics station of the 17th Army was in the hospital, and a lieutenant in charge of espionage simply put on the radio by the sea to listen to the results of the naval battle.

Reaching out to see the five fingers of the sea, from time to time the light of the light, the roar of the giant cannon seems to open the whole sea, the distant sky, the artillery fire is red.

A warship was hit, and the light of the fire became the most obvious target, and all the shells could be seen smashing towards the light.

The sound of the explosion, like a clear and dry thunder, gunpowder warehouse was hit, and the huge explosive power made the warship split in two, and quickly sank into this bay, which had buried too many warships.

The people watching the naval battles on the island did not know which side of the warship it was, but the tall mast did not look too comfortable.

And the naval battle under the night, especially the battleship bombardment, is really wonderful.

The tracts used by various warships are colorful, and the ribbons in the night sky are woven.

Under the naval battle, the identification lights that are turned on from time to time, or the lighting lights are like a lighthouse, bright and bright.

If it weren’t for war, it would be a glamorous show.

The island's radio, full of hustle and bustle, swearing, command orders and interference fortunately, became a pot of porridge.

On the sea surface that cannot be seen on the island, dense torpedoes pounce on the target, and many warships are sent directly into the sea by torpedoes.

In this limited bay, the effect of torpedoes is far more effective than the main guns of battleships, and in every naval battle, the torpedoes on both sides seem to be without money.

The fierce naval battle lasted for more than an hour, and then hurriedly ended, and one side withdrew from the battle with the cover of the bay.

As the sky began to light up, the sky was waiting.

What makes all the Japanese on the island desperate is that there are only a few warships on the sea that are wounded and waiting for silence, all of which belong to the Japanese Navy warships.

The Red Guards of the warring side had already withdrawn from the bay.

Here, the Japanese could not rescue the soldiers who fell into the water, because this area was already the world of the Red Guard Corps.

The Japanese navy was able to venture closer, but each time it came at a heavy cost.

Soon, a battle result appeared at the hands of the Japanese army on the island, which was reported to the 17th Army by the 11th battle fleet in charge of last night: sinking eight enemy heavy cruisers, 13 destroyers, and wounding two battleships.

If it had been, it would have believed the Navy's report, but whoever saw too much of such a report had already become numb.

Since the outbreak of the Guadalcanal battlefield, if every point of the Navy's war report is combined, the Navy ships of the Red Guard Empire have not been seen in the Pacific Ocean.

Because the total number of enemy ships destroyed by the Japanese Navy has already exceeded the number of all warships in the White Tiger Fleet and the amphibious battle group.

In fact, the Japanese soldiers on the island were more willing to believe the news that they had overheard from the enemy.

After every battle, there is always news coming from the enemies on the island.

Everyone in the Red Police Empire speaks Chinese, which is a familiar language for many people in the Sendai Division, and it is not difficult to understand.

Changchuankou Qing is also proficient in Chinese, otherwise it will not be treated so well.

After all, there is no shortage of him on the island.

Last night's naval battle was actually the end of the Japanese battleship fleet of the 11th battle, and finally the remaining one of the Mist Island was injured and evacuated from the bay, but it was soon intercepted by the carrier-based aircraft of the Red Guard Empire and destroyed.

In the battle of the Misty Island last night, he was hit by the ammunition depot, which was directly broken into two pieces and was silent on the sea surface.

As for the Nagoya division, which was following the fleet, together with the large amount of supplies it delivered, it was all sunk, not far from the beach.

He swallowed the last meal, and Changchuankou went to the seaside and relied on gasping for breath on a rock.

On the sea, several black-smoke troop ships crookedly approached the beach, and the Japanese officers and soldiers on board climbed down from the deck and wading into the island.

Most of these people were wounded, their faces were darkened by smoke, their uniforms were stained with blood, and even many of them helped each other.

They carried only rifles, heavy weapons and food on board.A wounded flag bearer held the military flag, and it was not necessary to look at it to know that it was the troops of the 38th Division.

Looking at another group of people who landed, Changchuankou halal wanted to shout: "Don't come, Guadalcanal is a hell."

But no sound came, and his desire, his enthusiasm, his compassion, together with his fighting spirit and the spirit of Samurai, dried up.

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