My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 619
On a small island in the delta of the Irrawaddy River Estuary...

All about...

A figure wobbled out of the bushes.

There was no one around, and the early morning twilight was blocked by the dense tree crowns, making it almost impossible to see the surrounding scene clearly.

It was not yet full daylight, and private officer Onozuka Jin began to wander aimlessly in the woods.

He carried several kettles on his back, and whenever he saw that kind of broad-leaved shrub, he would immediately run over, carefully remove the dew from the leaves and pour it into the kettle.

It was foggy and humid today, and the bushes in the forest were covered with dew. This also made Ono Tsukahito's work a lot easier today, and he filled three kettles in less than an hour.

Through the canopy of the tree, Onozuka Jin looked at the sky that was getting brighter and brighter. He knew that time was running out and the sun would rise soon.

The sunshine in June is very harsh, and the dew on the leaves will evaporate in an instant. By then, the water will not be filled, and the team leader will not know how to clean himself up.

Alas, I have been trapped on this small island for more than a month, and now the whole army is without water and food, the situation can be said to be very bad.

The food looted from the aborigines had been exhausted long ago, and the troops of more than 1 people were scattered on various small islands. They almost lost radio contact with each other and could only rely on manpower to transmit information.

But the Expeditionary Army will not let them have a good time, as soon as they find any movement on the island, the artillery on the opposite side will immediately start bombing wildly, as if the shells do not cost money, and they will come every day for a round.

There are still enemy planes circling in the sky. If they are not hidden carefully enough to be discovered, ruthless bombing will be ushered in.

Onozuka Ren's team hadn't had a warm meal for several days, and they had lost contact with the chief long ago. The team leader had to let the rest of the team use local materials to solve the problem of eating and drinking with the animals, birds, beasts and swamps on the island.

The tropical climate of Southeast Asia is not short of water sources, but these small islands at the mouth of the sea are not high in altitude, not even a hillside, let alone active rivers or streams, only dirty swamps and mires.

If you have nothing to eat, you can beat monkeys and birds, dig sweet potatoes and pick fruits to satisfy your hunger, but you can't live long without water.

Tortured by extreme heat and hunger every day, those Japanese soldiers who were thirsty didn't care about Sanqi 21, they poured up water and drank it.

Unfortunately, the number of microorganisms in the tropical rainforest water is unknown. It is not a matter of cleanliness, but the whole nest of germs is alive and well.

As a result, before the enemy attacked, many Japanese soldiers fell ill due to malaria infection. Coupled with the lack of medical treatment and medicine, the death toll dropped faster than when the mother was fighting.

It's not that they haven't considered boiling water, but once the fire is lit, the rising smoke is like a signal light, and it will attract enemy artillery fire in a short while, and they will die faster.

There is no way, right now they can only rely on the morning dew to maintain their needs, even if it is a drop in the bucket, they can survive at least.

In addition to hunger and dehydration, the most deadly thing is disease and infection. You must know that when the little devil was besieged on the island, there were thousands of wounded in the team.

As time passed, the condition of these wounded became worse and worse. In addition, the number of people who fell ill due to various reasons also increased steadily. In the end, they basically died of pain under the helpless eyes of their companions.

Some little devils couldn't stand the torture of pain and infection, and they chose to commit suicide one after another, and those who were still alive had to be tortured, and life was worse than death.

Touching his growling stomach, Onozuka Ren's face was full of sadness, thinking of the first time he came to Myanmar to eat, he unconsciously licked his lips, and now it seems that he has almost forgotten what the fragrant rice tastes like.

call out…

A piercing scream interrupted Onozuka Jin's reverie, and the sound scared him to the ground immediately, and dozens of shells fell to the ground a few seconds later.

boom!
boom!
...

The sound of the explosion was deafening, and Ono Tsukahito could only hold his head and hide in a low-lying pond.

These damn Chinese people, why don't they let people stop in the early morning?

boom!
Unfortunately, a shell happened to land near his position.

With a loud noise, Ono Tsukahito felt dizzy for an instant, and the huge impact caused pain in his internal organs, and he almost fainted.

After hearing the movement, the little devils on the island were in a mess for a moment, and each of them looked for a bunker in a panic, for fear of being taken away by the shells.

But this round of shelling didn't last long, and it was like a sneeze compared to usual times.

The Japanese couldn't think of it at all. This was purely a group of expeditionary artillerymen who had nothing to do to pass the time. In their words, it was called: add something to the little devil's breakfast.

I don't know how long it took, Onozuka Jin who fell into a coma woke up slowly, and before he had time to rejoice that he survived the catastrophe, the piercing pain in his leg made him gasp.

A piece of shrapnel the size of an index finger was shot into the thigh, and the end that penetrated into the flesh was stuck by the femur, causing the other half of the shrapnel to be exposed. Although a lot of blood flowed, fortunately, the artery was not injured.

Ono Zukaren struggled to get up from the ground, he didn't dare to stay any longer with lingering fear, and ignored the pain from his leg, he found a branch on the ground for support, and limped towards the team gathering place...

……

The team was not far away. Fortunately, the shelling just now did not cause casualties. At this moment, most of the little devils were chewing on the roots and wild vines for their breakfast and lunch today.

Squadron leader Masao Hikawa just peeled off the outer bark of a banana tree, revealing the pure white core inside.

After licking his lips, Hikawa Masao immediately started to gobble it up.

The core of the banana tree is very crisp and silky when bitten down. Although it has no taste, the juice is still quite rich.

This made the other Japanese soldiers greedy. Seeing the squadron leader eating happily, everyone couldn't help swallowing, and instantly felt that the wild vine leaves in their hands were not fragrant.

There are more than 70 little devils hiding on this small island, more than half of them are still wounded. They can't contact other troops, so they can only linger here.

After being on the island for so long, the little devils who can eat and drink have searched all over. The living things in the forest have long been beaten and eaten up, and the wild fruits have also been looted.

The little devil didn't dare to go fishing by the water, because that would only attract the enemy's guns.

Although the expeditionary force did not attack, the patrol boats would still cruise around the island from time to time. As long as they saw someone appearing, the machine guns on the ship would be unambiguous, and they would just shoot out.

So hungry that he couldn't help it, the little devil started digging the wild sweet potatoes on the island. When the sweet potatoes were gone, he started digging up edible tree roots and wild vegetables and vines, even the earthworms and reptiles in the soil.

Don't look at banana tree cores, which dogs don't usually eat, but now they are the supreme delicacy that officers can only eat.

Among them is a climbing vine called Luokui potato, which has green and juicy leaves and produces ginger-like fruits, but it tastes sticky and not very good.

The advantage of this plant is that it reproduces quickly and can be seen everywhere in the bushes.

The local aborigines used its vine leaves and fruits to feed livestock, but now it has become a rare ration for little devils, and it is really used to its full potential.

Although it is difficult to swallow, this is the only thing that can replenish sugar and water after all. In order to survive, no matter how unpalatable it is, you have to swallow it into your stomach.

(End of this chapter)