Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

"Boom, boom, boom!" The deafening sound of the cannons was like a roar from hell, distorting the surrounding air.

The shells, with long tails of flame, streaked across the sky and accurately hit the German defensive positions.

Every explosion would stir up dirt and rubble several meters high, and the entire position would instantly be enveloped in thick smoke and flames.

"Da da da! Da da da!" The American machine guns were not to be outdone, spewing out deadly flames.

Bullets rained down on the German positions, making it impossible for the German soldiers to raise their heads.

On the German position, many soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden and fierce attack and fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

"Kill these bastards!" An American soldier shouted angrily with red eyes.

His face was full of hatred and anger, and the gun in his hand kept shooting, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on the enemy.

"Kill them!" Other American soldiers also responded, and shouts rose one after another.

Under the cover of powerful firepower, American soldiers rushed towards the German positions like a tide.

The German defensive positions were blown beyond recognition under the fierce attack of American tanks.

The originally sturdy bunker was directly overturned and the barbed wire was blown to pieces.

Many German soldiers were killed in the attack, with their body parts scattered all over the ground. The scene was horrific.

But the US military suffered equally heavy losses.

As the eight landing ships approached the coast, they were hit by German artillery hidden in the dark, and a raging fire instantly broke out.

Some of the soldiers on the ship were engulfed by the fire before they could react; others jumped into the sea to try to escape, but were killed by the cold sea water and German bullets. Four US tanks were also destroyed by German anti-tank weapons and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

The soldiers in the tank cried out in pain in despair, but no one could rescue them.

This fierce battle temporarily halted the US offensive.

The battlefield was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood, and the screams and groans of the soldiers were intertwined, making people shudder.

"Retreat into the tunnel and wait for the enemy to come up before opening fire." Seeing that he could not stop the American troops from landing, Major Alfred made a calm decision.

There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but more of determination.

He knew very well that island defense operations could not be completed overnight, and that the tactic of fighting and then retreating, and then fighting again could be repeated many times.

Anyway, the US military doesn’t know that they have hollowed out the entire island, and the tunnels are their natural barriers and the best position for counterattack.

Seeing that the sound of counterattack on the position was getting weaker and weaker, Henry Carter, the American commander in charge of the second landing, frowned, his heart full of doubts: "Strange, those German troops actually retreated?" He thought to himself that the German retreat was too strange, there must be a conspiracy.

"Sir, what should we do now? Should we give chase?" an adjutant asked anxiously. His face was filled with anxiety, and he was eager to avenge his dead comrades.

"Sir, let's give chase and avenge our dead comrades." Other officers also echoed.

Everyone was talking at once, and Commander Carter's frown deepened.

He felt that there was a conspiracy, but he couldn't figure it out. He turned around and asked the communications officer, "Have you contacted the vanguard?"

"We can't contact them for the time being. Their radio has not been turned on." The communications staff replied helplessly.

There was a hint of frustration in his voice. At this critical moment, the interruption of communication made the entire battle situation even more confusing.

"Damn it, what the hell are you doing? Is it broken?" Commander Carter cursed angrily.

His heart was filled with worry, and he felt uneasy about the loss of contact with the vanguard.

"Sir, this is very likely. What should we do now? Should we continue the pursuit?" the adjutant asked again.

He stared closely at Commander Carter, waiting for his orders.

Commander Carter fell into deep thought for a long time. He finally made a decision and said loudly: "The machine gun company and mortar group will provide fire cover, the first battalion will pursue quickly, the second battalion will be responsible for occupying the trenches, and the tank battalion will attack from the flank and expand the occupation area." His voice was firm and powerful, full of the majesty of a commander.

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison, and then began to act according to the order.

Major Alfred, who had just hidden in the tunnel, asked the soldier in charge of reconnaissance: "How many enemy troops are chasing us?"

"There's probably only one infantry battalion and a tank company flanking them," the soldier replied hastily.

There was a hint of nervousness in his tone; in this narrow tunnel, the upcoming battle made him feel extremely stressed.

"Have you learned your lesson? Humph!" Major Alfred sneered and continued, "Start as planned." A smug smile appeared on his face. Everything was under his control.

"Understood!" The soldier took the order and left. In the tunnel, the German soldiers began to nervously prepare for the next round of counterattack.

They wiped their weapons, checked their ammunition, and their eyes revealed firm determination.

Under the cover of fire from machine gun companies and mortar crews, the soldiers of the U.S. 1st Battalion cautiously pursued the Germans in the direction of their retreat.

They held guns, crouched, and advanced forward step by step, their hearts full of vigilance, but the desire for revenge also made them temporarily forget their fear.

"Be careful to hide, there may be an ambush at any time." A platoon leader reminded the soldiers in a low voice.

His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, not missing any suspicious places.

When the US First Battalion approached the German defensive position, suddenly, a slight noise was heard in the tunnel.

Immediately afterwards, countless grenades flew out from the shooting holes in the tunnel and exploded among the American troops.

"Oh no, there's an ambush!" a soldier shouted in horror.

"Get down quickly!" the platoon leader ordered loudly.

The American soldiers fell to the ground one after another, but many of them were hit by shrapnel from grenades, and screams were heard one after another.

The thick smoke and flames produced by the grenade explosion threw the American soldiers into chaos.

At the same time, German machine guns stretched out from the firing holes in the tunnel and fired crazily at the U.S. troops.

Bullets rained down on the American soldiers. They were unable to raise their heads and could only lie on the ground, looking for opportunities to fight back.

The US tank company also encountered trouble during the flanking operation.

The Germans set up many anti-tank traps on the flanks of the tunnel. As the American tanks advanced, some of them were trapped in the traps and could not move. "What the hell is this place!" an American tank driver shouted angrily.

He slapped the dashboard hard, his heart filled with helplessness and anger.

"Find a way to reverse and get out of the trap." The captain ordered hurriedly.

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice. On this dangerous battlefield, the tanks trapped in the trap were undoubtedly sitting ducks for the German army.

But just as the tank tried to reverse, the German anti-tank guns opened fire from their hidden positions.

The shells hit the US tanks accurately, and the tanks instantly caught fire. The soldiers inside the tanks struggled in despair.

The flames illuminated the surrounding sky red, and the screams coming from the tank were chilling.

The US Second Battalion also encountered stubborn resistance when occupying the German trenches.

The German army left some soldiers in the trenches, who took advantage of the favorable terrain of the trenches and engaged in fierce close combat with the American troops.

"Kill!"

"for Motherland!"

The soldiers from both sides wrestled with each other, the sounds of bayonets clashing, the soldiers' shouts and screams intertwined together, and the trenches became a living hell.

The soldiers' faces were covered in blood and dirt. They used all their strength to fight the enemy. Every move was full of deadly danger.

The American commander Carter was very anxious when he saw that the fighting on the front line had reached a stalemate in the rear.

He continued to command the troops via radio, but to little effect.

"No, this is not a solution." Commander Carter said to himself, "We must find a way to break through the German defense line." He walked back and forth in front of the map, brows furrowed, thinking hard about how to defeat the enemy.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to send a commando team to break through the weak link in the German defensive position.

He selected dozens of elite soldiers to form a commando team and personally gave them combat missions.

"Your mission is to break through the German defense line and open a passage for the follow-up troops. Remember, you must be cautious and don't act rashly." Commander Carter said seriously. His eyes revealed his expectations and trust in the commandos.

"Yes, sir!" The commandos answered in unison, with determination in their eyes. They knew the difficulty of this mission, but they were not afraid and were determined to fight for victory.

Under the cover of night, the commandos quietly moved towards the German defensive positions.

They carefully avoided German patrols and firing points and gradually approached the German tunnels.

Just as the commandos were preparing to launch an attack, suddenly, a flare rose into the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield as if it were daytime.

It turned out that the German army had already discovered their actions.

"No, I was discovered!"

"Fire quickly!"

The commandos had no time to think and immediately raised their guns and fired at the firing holes in the tunnel.

The German army also responded quickly, firing intensive fire from the tunnel, suppressing the commandos in an open area.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Seeing the situation was not good, the commando captain hurriedly gave the order to retreat.

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice. In this exposed open ground, the commandos were in danger of being wiped out at any time.

Under the cover of firepower, the commandos began to retreat.

However, during the retreat, many team members were hit by German fire and fell in a pool of blood.

Their figures gradually fell in the firelight, and their blood dyed the ground red.

The battle lasted a whole day and night, and both sides paid a heavy price.

Although the U.S. military had an advantage in manpower and equipment, the German army was able to hold its ground thanks to its solid underground fortifications and tenacious fighting will.

As night fell, the battlefield was silent, broken only by the occasional sound of gunfire. Soldiers from both sides were resting tiredly in their respective positions, waiting for the next round of battle.

Major Alfred was in the tunnel, looking at the exhausted soldiers, his heart filled with worry.

He knew that the US military would not give up easily and that more intense battles would be waiting for them tomorrow.

He walked among the soldiers and encouraged everyone: "Brothers, we have successfully resisted the repeated attacks of the U.S. military, and their losses are greater than ours. As long as we unite as one and hold our positions, we will surely achieve the final victory." His voice was firm and powerful, full of inspiring power.

After hearing what Major Alfred said, the soldiers' fighting spirit was rekindled and they all expressed their determination to fight the U.S. military to the end.

Their voices were tired but full of determination.

In the U.S. military camp, Commander Carter was also gathering officers to discuss the next combat plan.

"We can't attack blindly like this anymore. We must find the weakness of the German tunnel and break through it in one fell swoop." Commander Carter said. His eyes revealed a firm determination to break the German defense line.

"But the German army's tunnel defense is too tight, we can't find their weaknesses at all." An officer said helplessly. His face was full of helplessness and frustration. In the previous battle, the German army's tunnel defense made them suffer a lot.

"We can use aerial reconnaissance to see if we can find the entrance and exit of the tunnel," another officer suggested. There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, hoping that aerial reconnaissance could help them find the key to defeating the enemy.

"That's a good idea. Let's send out a reconnaissance plane to conduct reconnaissance early tomorrow morning." Commander Carter nodded and said, "At the same time, we must strengthen artillery preparations and carry out more intense bombing on the German positions to weaken their defenses." His plan was well-organized, and he tried to break through the German defenses through a variety of means.

The officers all expressed their agreement and then went back to make final preparations for tomorrow's battle.

The next morning, just as the sun rose, US reconnaissance planes circled in the sky.

The pilots carefully observed every corner of the ground, trying to find the entrance and exit of the German tunnel. Their eyes were fixed on the bottom, not missing any suspicious signs.

At the same time, the US artillery positions also began a new round of bombardment. Shells rained down on the German positions, the explosions were deafening, and the entire island was shaking.

Every explosion raised huge smoke and dust, enveloping the German positions in a sea of ​​fire.

Major Alfred was in the tunnel, listening to the shelling outside, and secretly groaned in his heart. He knew that the U.S. military was determined to break through their defense line this time.

He ordered the soldiers to hide deep in the tunnel to minimize casualties. The soldiers huddled in the corner of the tunnel, nervously waiting for the bombardment to end. The tunnel was filled with a tense atmosphere, and everyone knew that the next battle would be even more brutal. (End of this chapter)