Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

Kazuo Nakamura and his comrades rushed forward like arrows, and they continued to move forward along the bloody path opened up by the engineers!

In an instant, the enemy's machine guns fired wildly, and the dense bullets poured down like raindrops. Accompanied by the shells exploding all around, the entire snow field seemed to tremble.

The soldiers around him were hit one after another. Some were hit in the chest by machine gun bullets. Their bodies shook violently and they fell straight to the snow.

Some were hit by shell fragments, screaming terribly before collapsing helplessly, blood gushing out from their wounds, quickly dyeing the pure white snow into a shocking red.

Nakamura Kazuo's eyes widened, filled with anger and grief. He rushed forward recklessly, splashing blood with every step. People kept falling around him, and the screams and muffled thuds were like heavy hammers, hitting his nerves. He could feel the shadow of death following him closely, but he could only grit his teeth and persevere, looking for a glimmer of hope in this bloody minefield.

The bunker at the Yokosuka base is not an old-fashioned bunker, but a five-story building made of reinforced concrete.

Starting from the third floor, each floor has 10 shooting holes!

At this moment, in a room on the fifth floor, soldier Wang Xiaohuan was holding his Type 54 squad machine gun and firing wildly. The floor around him was already covered with bullet casings!

Wang Xiaohuan couldn't help but feel a little respect for these fearless Japanese Self-Defense Force members, even though they were enemies. After all, in the short 30 minutes that had just passed, more than a hundred Japanese soldiers had died at the hands of his machine gun!

Kazuo Nakamura and his comrades in the regiment tried their best, running wildly amidst the hail of bullets and flying blood and snow, and finally rushed under the barbed wire.

However, the sight before them stunned them again - two cold roller-type barbed wire fences were like an insurmountable steel wall, crisscrossing in front of them and trapping them in this narrow life and death zone.

The densely packed iron wires flashed with cold light, as if they were the sharp claws of the god of death, blocking their way forward and leaving them with no hope of breaking out.

Just when everyone was in despair, a gleam of determination flashed in the eyes of several Japanese soldiers, and they picked up the heavy bags of explosives without hesitation.

They ran towards the barbed wire hurriedly but determinedly, and every step seemed to be on the edge of life and death.

With a few loud bangs, the explosive pack exploded, and the deafening sound resounded through the sky.

Flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke filled the air, and the barbed wire was blown to pieces.

At that moment, the flying wire was like a deadly hidden weapon, accompanied by flying dust.

However, those Japanese soldiers also fell down in the impact of the explosion, their figures gradually blurred in the smoke, and they became the tragic victims of this cruel battle. But they used their lives to blast a bloody path for their comrades. Nakamura Kazuo couldn't help but burst into tears!

After breaking through the barbed wire that was blown to pieces, Kazuo Nakamura staggered and looked around with empty eyes.

The fighting along the way was too brutal. When they set out, the infantry regiment that originally had 3000 people now has only a hundred or so people left.

The last hundred or so men were all in tattered clothes, covered in blood and scars. They stood tiredly on the battlefield filled with smoke and the smell of death, like a group of lonely souls abandoned by fate.

Suddenly, a low and terrifying roar came from the front. A heavy tank slowly appeared, its huge and ferocious body looming in the diffuse smoke, like a demon crawling out of hell.

What is particularly peculiar is that there is a short and thick tube in front of the turret, which is quite different from ordinary tanks.

Almost in an instant, a long dragon of fire spurted out from the pipe mouth!

Wherever the flames reached, everything was instantly ignited, and the heat wave rushed in. The hundreds of soldiers screamed in fear and ran around, but in front of the fierce flames, their struggles seemed so small and powerless. The flames quickly devoured them, and for a moment, screams, the sound of burning clothes, and the smell of burning flesh filled the air.

Nakamura closed his eyes instantly, his face full of fear and despair. He tried to move his feet to escape, but he felt as if his feet were nailed to the ground.

The flames instantly surrounded him, and the scorching temperature caused his skin to blister and burn instantly. He howled in pain, and his voice echoed in this tragic battlefield, but was soon drowned out by the roar of the flames. His body gradually turned into charcoal in the flames, and finally fell on this bloody land, ending this cruel battle journey.

In the underground air-raid shelter of the base headquarters,

Commander Lin Jiwen listened nervously to the battle reports from various troops.

Starting at 0:37 in the morning, the Japanese army was divided into two waves, one wave attacked the commercial street, and the other wave assisted from the flank.

But, all in vain!

Over the past year or so, Lin Jiwen has not been idle. He has been engaged in large-scale construction at the base. In addition to building a commercial street, he has also built a large number of permanent fortifications.

Therefore, although the base defense force only consists of two battalions of marines, plus a rocket launcher company, a mortar company, and a tank company,

But the firepower is still very strong, and the ammunition reserves are extremely sufficient!

A series of rumbling explosions sounded and the earth was shaking slightly, but Lin Jiwen had a smile on his face. He knew that the navy's carrier-based aircraft had arrived again!

The two aircraft carriers replenished their aircraft and supplies at sea and rushed back. Although the aircraft carriers were still far away, the supporting carrier-based aircraft arrived first?

The commercial street at this moment,

The troops of Haizhou State have all withdrawn into the base! The entire commercial street was given to the Japanese. The troops occupied the fortifications at the entrance of the base to resist the attack of the Japanese army!

Suddenly, a number of flashing objects appeared in the sky. They were flares dropped by Haizhou Kingdom's carrier-based aircraft.

The flares slowly fell with long flame tails, instantly illuminating the Yokosuka commercial street.

The originally dim streets, buildings and shops were all exposed under the dazzling light, as if they were pulled out of the darkness by an invisible hand.

Next, the carrier-based aircraft shuttled through the bright night sky like an evil god of death. Then, napalm bombs were dropped mercilessly. These napalm bombs fell rapidly towards the commercial street with a sharp whistle. When they hit the ground, it was like a demon descending, and a huge fireball exploded instantly.

After the napalm bomb exploded, sticky flames splashed everywhere and spread rapidly. Wooden buildings, billboards, cars, etc. on the street were instantly ignited, and the fire quickly devoured everything. The flames licked everything around them crazily, making crackling sounds, as if the god of death was dancing happily.

All the Japanese soldiers were running and screaming in terror on the streets, trying to escape from the horrific sea of fire, but the burning napalm was like a thorn in their flesh, sticking tightly to them and making them struggle in pain.

The entire commercial street in Yokosuka Autonomous Region was turned into a sea of fire, with thick smoke and acrid smells filling the air. The light of flares and the raging fire intertwined, making the area look like purgatory, and an atmosphere of terror and despair enveloped every corner.