The sudden speed of the 26th Marine Division of the US Marine Corps caught the Japanese devils off guard. What made the Japanese devils particularly depressed was the 26th Division's straight-forward tactics, which made the Japanese army who were prepared to fight streets stand in the cave of Tibetan soldiers and do nothing.

After understanding that the US military wanted to take the ferry as fast as possible, he jumped out again to try to stop Uncle Sam, but how could he organize a decent offensive in a hurry?

"Pay attention to the hidden enemy troops in Wuxufeng, artillery, and shoot me at the broken wall over there!" The infantry platoon leader loudly reminded the armored vehicles not far away, and just now, a few cold guns came from the broken wall over there.

"Wait!" The cannons on the armored vehicles quickly turned the guns. After a rapid fire roar of the double-mounted cannon, the large-caliber projectile easily penetrated the thin walls. Although the exact death number of the Japanese was not seen, the bloody flesh produced after the projectile penetrated the flesh and the dazzling red blood mist splashed out all proved that it had indeed hit the target.

"Grenade, 70 meters away, high-angle shot!" The platoon leader's order made the two veterans quickly raise the muzzle of their automatic rifle, quickly back the bullet, replaced it with an empty package for grenades. After loading the grenades, he pointed at the broken wall.

Two grenade guns accurately hit the back of the wall. The power produced by the explosion was not great, but it was enough to ensure the death of the remaining Japanese behind the wall. And even if there was no death, the explosion at such a close distance was enough to shake half-death.

"Squad 1, 2, pay attention to cover, and 3, attack alternately."

Under the cover of his comrades, the charging soldiers handed their backs to the comrades who were covering them with confidence, and used the terrain Liu Junxu to make a final attack towards the ferry.

As the war reached this point, the Japanese in Johor Bahru also understood how ridiculous their wishful thinking of fighting street battles was. After understanding this situation, Yamashita Fengwen immediately adjusted his defense deployment in Johor Bahru.

First, the defensive forces of a brigade near the ferry was added to the basis of the defensive forces of a brigade near the ferry. At the same time, the remaining defenders in Johor Bahru immediately rushed to the ferry to enhance their defensive forces.

Not only did the troops go up and down the mountain, some reinforcements were made. More than ten artillery pieces of artillery caliber were urgently transported to Johor Bahru and the Ferry. They were waiting for the arrival of the American soldiers.

At 4:20 pm, the vanguard battalion of the 26th Marine Division of the United States Marine Corps rushed to a 3,000-meter-long ferry crossing. At this position, the Japanese army broke out like a dying madness. A large number of Japanese soldiers rushed out of any corner of the area with their bags. After blowing up several armored vehicles and tanks under the desperate attack, the 26th Division's offensive momentum was blocked.

But soon, ten minutes later, the 26th Division launched a large-scale artillery bombardment on this area full of Japanese defensive positions. Artillery of various caliber and rocket launchers poured a large amount of ammunition into this place. The artillery bombardment took place for ten minutes. After ten minutes, it had turned into ruins.

The fortification system that the Japanese army hastily built was severely damaged, and the damaged buildings also showed the internal structure and situation to the US soldiers. Marine soldiers began to clear out these ruins.

In a ruin, a mountain cannon was sloppyly adjusting its muzzle and aiming at several American soldiers. These white men with broad-snout eyes were shooting the Japanese who were trying to regain their positions through the ruins. With a bombing, the shells hit the target accurately.

But what disappointed the shooter was that the shelling did not bring much effect. The number of US soldiers was relatively scattered, and the shelling only killed one soldier and injured two people.

"At ten o'clock, I found a hidden seventy-five-mm mountain cannon! Kill it!" The Marine soldiers who were bombarded immediately showed excellent training qualities, and the heavy machine gun immediately fired at the hiding point of the mountain cannon, but because the bunker of this mountain cannon was thicker, the bullets could not penetrate the bunker.

However, the continuous shooting not only interferes with the opponent's re-bombing, but also the dust fog generated by the bullets is also guiding the tank gunner's target position.

"Lieutenant. This Japanese devil is desperate. It's much harder to fight this than before!" A soldier fell to the company commander. He was not afraid of the pain of the stones on the ground. For these soldiers, they often struggled on the ground covered with gravel. His body had already developed a steel bar and iron bone after years of practice.

"Do your life? If they don't play hard, they will have no life!" The lieutenant observed the opposite side through the gun hole on the cover. Now Mo Lidu is not good for another year and a half, but the distance between the two thousand meters is full of Japanese soldiers and bunkers.

"I really can't figure it out. Why don't you take the shelling like the net a few more times? I think as long as you take the shelling like the one just now, let alone the Japanese, even Satan will blow it to ashes!" The warrior took off his helmet and scratched his shaved head and said with some dissatisfaction.

"There is not so much nonsense, you can do whatever you want and bring your helmet up!" The lieutenant company commander rebuked the third-class privateer lightly.

"Lieutenant, the attack was blocked, and the attack team was blocked by the Japanese who rushed out from behind." From the edge of the ruins, another soldier quickly climbed over the obstacle and came to the company commander.

"How many Japanese are there?" The company commander did not blame the soldiers for their unfavorable attack, but asked about the details.

"Many, probably more than one hundred, and the Japanese have some heavy firepower to avoid the shelling just now." The soldier wiped the sweat from his forehead unwillingly. His face, which had been stained by fireworks and dust, mixed with the original camouflage, and his entire face was now a big face.

"Do you know where the Japanese came out?" the company commander continued to ask the soldiers.

"The specific situation is not very clear. I only saw that many people emerged from both sides. I guess they were the Japanese who rushed over to reinforce. If it weren't for the lack of troops, we would definitely be able to defend there."

"How about casualties?"

"I was bombarded by a hidden mountain cannon, broke one, and two were seriously injured!"

"All have been withdrawn?"

“Retreat.”

After understanding the situation, the company commander immediately picked up the communication walkie-talkie and connected to the battalion commander: "Captain! Our attack is blocked. The attack area ahead is too large, and we are insufficient to control such a large range. Please send more troops to support!"

"There is no reinforcement, and the other companies are also fighting against the Japanese. You continue to get entangled with the Japanese troops in front, but I want to tell you that it is 5:21 in the afternoon. There will be another shelling in nine minutes. I hope you are ready." The captain's words disappointed the lieutenant who applied for support. However, the senior official level crushed people to death, so he could only let go of the walkie-talkie.

"Major, what are you thinking about Lieutenant General? If all the divisions were put into it, the Japanese defensive forces would have been completely cleaned up, and there was no need to fight a tug-of-war with the Japanese like this." Hang up the phone. The battalion commander, who was still full of determination, asked the regiment commander beside him with full of questions.

"As the regiment commander, I do know some of the situation, but as the commander, I can't tell you the details for the time being." The regiment commander said lightly to the battalion commander with a cunning look on his face.

"Captain, reveal some rumors." Seeing that there was a door, the battalion commander immediately begged.

"Well, I can't tell you some details. Sometimes, true and false. False and true are warriors!"

The commander's words that the regiment commander had a very charming Chinese Sun Tzu's Art of War made the battalion commander who did not understand Chinese culture confused. These things were not mentioned in detail in West Point Military Academy.

As night fell, the darkness devoured the earth, putting both sides in disguise.

For the Japanese army, the darkness made it more difficult for them to judge the American offensive. The blocking effect was significantly reduced, and the US military forces would conduct a covered artillery bombardment after each Japanese army launched a violent counterattack.

Such artillery not only further destroyed these ruins again and again. At the same time, it also killed and injured the Japanese army's lively forces. Some Japanese soldiers who had just rushed up shouted the slogan of "Thousand Broken" to repel the attack of the US soldiers. Before they could enjoy the joy of long-term victory, they had to withstand the revenge of a large number of shells.

Moreover, this ruin can no longer provide more cover. The damaged bricks and stones have become the best fragments driven by the kinetic energy released by the shells. The gravel splashed around is even denser than the preset fragments. Japanese officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties under such dense shelling.

But for the Japanese army, no matter how many deaths are, as long as the US troops can be prevented from capturing the ferry, it is a victory. For this goal, the Japanese army sent a large number of troops to the ruins, and if they die, they will be more likely to be defeated.

The commander of each unit now holds a note, and the numbers on the note represent the batches they are rushing up to fill the gap. The last time they led the team to fill the numbers in the hands of the Japanese commander, the 33rd, and in the command center, the remaining Japanese commanders were a little dismal.

Some of them had a red face and were excited. No matter what, the blocking position in front of this ferry in Johor Bahru has now become a meat grinder that Japan has continuously invested fresh flesh and blood into it.

Batches of Japanese soldiers were thrown into this meat grinder that could never be filled, and they became slaughtered corpses under the American artillery fire and bullets. Although the attacks of the US soldiers were very fierce, Japan's counterattack was even more fierce, and both sides were fighting for this position.

However, just as the Japanese army was enjoying the victory of cutting and constantly filling the meat grinder with flesh and blood, it was not an ideal landing point fourteen kilometers away from the ferry. The dense and messy terrain was not suitable for landing, and the soft land was not conducive to truck passage.

For this reason, the Japanese army left only a few sentries. If you can walk into and observe these sentries, you will find that these sentries are dead and their bodies have long been cooled down.

On the other side, if any great god can suddenly uncover the black night, everyone will be shocked to find here, there, a large number of light tanks and armored vehicles, and a large number of boat and bridge engineering vehicles are ready to go.

"Your Excellency General of the report, Alpha team sent a mission completion report, together with the reports of other teams such as Tiger, Gilson, etc., the investigation company has cleared all the Japanese within five kilometers of the surrounding area, and we can log in!" The correspondent reported to the senior US military officials beside him with a somewhat excited voice.

"Operation!" The American soldier's face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and he returned to his former coldness again.

Light tanks and armored vehicles, who had been waiting for a long time, started engines in batches to reduce the roar of the engine. Driven by the low-speed and high-torque diesel engines, light tanks and armored vehicles began to move towards the strait water, but after entering the water, they did not sink under the water but floated on the water surface. What gave them power was the two propellers behind the track.

It is not uncommon for armored vehicles to cross the water. The light weight of the vehicle itself may float on the water, but it is amazing that those tanks can float on the water. Can heavy tanks actually float on the water?

Of course, it is possible. Not only the United States, but actually, as early as the early 1930s, the Soviet Union had equipped a small number of amphibious tanks. The British, French and Hualian had conducted experiments on this aspect.

However, no matter how hard the Americans try, these tanks that can float on the water can only maintain their ultra-light weight and body. The amphibious tanks equipped by the US Marine Corps are not only smaller in size than ordinary tanks, but also have to use light steel with weak protection due to the limitations of metal processing technology.

The boat and bridge troops did not set up pontoon bridges in the strait as usual. Instead, they spliced ​​several large pontoon bridges together to form a large pontoon platform. On top of each pontoon are the "Sheerman" main battle tanks that are currently sensational and famous in the world.

In contrast to the German Tiger tank, Sherman is famous all over the world for his inferior quality, rough and ugly appearance, and extraordinary output. However, Americans like this thing very much. The armored tank with a total output of nearly 50,000 is probably the most troublesome problem of the Allied forces is how to consume all this garbage in the war.

The water flow in the strait was a bit rapid, but it was not as fast as the strength of overturning the tanks and armored vehicles on the water. Moreover, since the formation of crossing the water did not cross the strait, the impact caused by the current was more offset by the body of the vehicle at some angles.

However, it is worth noting that during the crossing of the strait, no vehicle turned on the headlights, and no soldier turned on the flashlight to light the work. Everything was done in the dark. This not only required the instinct that was most familiar to his vehicle, but also required the long-term training and tacit understanding between him and his comrades.

Soon, when the first batch of armored vehicles and water tanks landed successfully, the heavy downward tanks followed them and landed successfully. The second batch of tanks and armored vehicles, heavy artillery, tracked engineering vehicles, and logistics support vehicles also began to cross the strait.

Riding in the command car, the commander of the US Army's Water and Land Assault Division looked at another round of shelling attacks on the Johor Bahru Ferry. Looking at the red light produced by the chemical energy, listening to the loud noise produced during the explosion. He said with some contempt: "We came here just to kick the Japanese in the butt. You bastards, all cheer me up!"

"Yes, our dear Lieutenant General, if I could put on a dry dress." Sparse laughter came. The newcomers who had just disembarked from the landing ship had not yet felt how unfortunate it was to fight in the rainforest.

I just don’t know when this relaxed atmosphere can be maintained?

The Japanese devils were not deaf. When the main force of the amphibious assault division rushed into Singapore and heard the sound of cannons and explosions, many devils noticed the abnormal cannon sound.

The Japanese in Singapore heard the low rumbling and explosion sounds caused by the dense shellings far away in Johor Bahru. However, the explosion just now seemed closer than the explosion sounds from the ground of the blocking area of ​​Johor Bahru. For the Japanese in Johor Bahru, this strange explosion sound did not happen in front of them but came from behind.

"Baga! Where did these Americans come from!" Yamashita Fengwen didn't sleep for two nights, his blood-red eyes were now even more blood-red, and his hands were tightly clutching the battlefield intelligence officer in front of him.

"Sorry, our intelligence collection is not good. So far, we only know that there is a group of sentries in an area on the side of the Johor Strait that has lost contact with us!" Although the intelligence officer was a little unstable by the over-force and blue veins at the foot of the mountain, he still tried hard to report his negligence in his work.

"That happened a few hours ago?" Yamashita Tomoto just wanted to record such an intelligence officer. So many American soldiers rushed into Singapore and appeared silently on the island. Can this not make Yamashita angry, whose plans were frustrated?

"Five hours ago, the intelligence officer said a time in a concealed manner. In fact, the real time should be about eight hours, but the intelligence officer knew that if something was wrong eight hours ago, he had not noticed it, then he would never walk out of here alive. He didn't want to taste the feeling of the treasure island given by the Emperor to penetrate his body.

"Five hours! You only reported to me what happened five hours ago!!"

After hearing this, Shanxia's expression became even more ferocious, but what surprised the intelligence officer was that Yamashita Fengwen did not execute himself as he imagined, but let go of it and grabbed his hands. The intelligence officer who had relieved his fear just now suppressed his breath and took a few breaths of some lack of oxygen to make him feel better.

"If it weren't for the lack of troops now, I really wanted you to apologize to the imperial country now. But it's an emergency. You can find a gun and a grenade and go to the front line to fight." Yamashita Tomoto finally stabilized his anger, and then cursed loudly.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, I will use my life to fulfill my loyalty to the imperial kingdom on the front battlefield!"

The intelligence officer knew that he had escaped the first game of death. If he was not Fengwen at the foot of the mountain, he would definitely not be able to leave the command post. If he could make contributions to offset his mistakes in the second battle, he would still be unable to escape death.

What made Yamashita most worried about is where this American assault division emerged. After the intelligence officer left the command post, he looked at the huge geographical map of Singapore and kept murmuring. This was a symptom of long-term mental stress. The situation of the Japanese army in Southeast Asia was already in danger.

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