Hardcore ruthless starts in the Pacific

Lieutenant Colonel Big Goose shouted as he walked.

"7th Regiment of the Marine Corps!"

"Yeah—!"

Before going far, there came the singing of the 7th regiment Ma Run.

"From the halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli; we fought for our country, in the air, on land and in the sea..."

This is the military song of the Marine Corps, and Ma Run of Company H couldn't help but sing along.

Ivan has only one comment on this military song—it’s very America, the melody is light and not harsh, and the lyrics describe the mission and tasks of this army, but without any chilling air. The last two lines are proud and proud on the surface, But why does it always feel more like an inexplicable self-mockery.

"If the Army and Navy can see Heaven, they will find its streets guarded by Marines."

After all, it is a fourth-class biped multipurpose animal.

Not long after the 7th Regiment left, Captain Huckleberry brought a stack of documents from the battalion headquarters. They were all letters sent from the Lighthouse Country on the other side of the ocean. Unfortunately, only one-third of the remaining members of Company H receive.

So listening to the family letters read by comrades-in-arms has become a good pleasure so far.

Lai Ji glanced at Ivan who was thinking about something while smoking a cigarette, and read the letter in his hand.

"My best wishes, Father."

"Your mother wants to know if you want us to send you a military uniform."

After reading this, everyone around Ma Run laughed out loud, but Ivan just responded with a smile.

"He must have thought there were formal dress parties here."

As Leckie said, their families didn't understand what war was, and thought their children's arrival on Guadalcanal was akin to going to a dance.

"Hey, if there is a dance, can I be your dance partner?" Scud asked as he wiped his gun.

"You are disgusting."

After cursing, Laiji turned his attention to Ivan, "If it's the chef, I'd be happy."

"Fuck, who is disgusting!" Scud said viciously, "The chef belongs to me! I can wear women's clothing for him, do you dare?"

"Bah! Disgusting."

Leckie turned his gaze to Phillips while despising Scud.

"It's your turn, Nanqiang Bing!"

So far, Leckie is the only one who goes by the nickname Syd Phillips.

"This is written by a friend of mine." Nan Qiangbing held up the letter in his hand, opened it and read it slowly, "Dear Said, I hope you can read this letter before your birthday. You must recognize it now. Without leaving home, thousands of workers poured into the shipyard...Because of the German submarines, the bay area was blacked out, your sister and I went..."

bay area? ? ?

If Ivan remembers correctly, this place can be regarded as a fairly wealthy area, and those who own real estate are at least middle class.The bad boy Phillips's family is so good, but he still went to the Marine Corps as a big soldier, it's unbelievable.

Generally speaking, people from this kind of family can easily enter the military academy for further studies.

However, what Ma Run and the others paid attention to was women.

"younger sister?"

Scud's eyes lit up like a hungry wolf.

"Ohhhhh~"

All the soldiers had eyes of "you and I understand" on their faces, and the smiles on their faces were full of envy and hatred.

"Your sister and I went to see the wreck of the sunken ship—" Nanqiang Bing also laughed together, as if a little embarrassed, "Of course, she is very worried about you, but I told it——a cunning person like you Japan has more than enough... In fact, you're lucky, Seid. Because you have a clear conscience toward family, friends, and the country, because that's what worries me the most."

At this time, Lieutenant Stone informed that a combat patrol was about to be carried out.

Today is the last day. Starting from tomorrow, the 19th, Company H will have to repair for half a month.

"Read it," Lakey said.

"As in the poem 'You're more a man than I am, Gangadin'—your humble friend, Eugene Sledge."

Hearing this name, Ivan is somewhat familiar. He probably has heard of it while watching videos, but he can't remember what kind of trace he left in history.

"So your friend would love to join the Marines?" Leckie asked.

"Yes, but his father refused to let him, because he had a heart murmur."

"Heart murmur..."

Laiji is a literary youth who has no concept of medical treatment, so he changed the subject and asked, "Syd, when is your birthday?"

"Two weeks ago," Phillips replied.

"How old are you?" The mountain man asked suddenly at this moment, having not spoken much the whole time.

"18."

After getting a reply, the mountain man smiled and handed a MK2 defensive grenade to Phillips, "Happy birthday."

The Nanqiang soldier was a little bit surprised, but he still took the grenade as a birthday gift for himself. There was no dejection on his face, but he was happy because he had deepened his friendship with this group of rough embryos.

“Happy birthday to you~”

The mountain people got up, and the Ma Runs began to sing along.

“happy birthday to you~”

“happy birthday to Phillips~”

Looking around at Ma Run who was singing birthday songs to him, Phillips lowered his head in embarrassment.

However, this congratulatory song soon changed.

"How fucked are youy now? (How fucked are youy now?)"

"You're surely fucked now~(You're definitely fucked now)"

On September 9th, the trimming time is up.

God began to lose his temper inexplicably. From time to time, there would be a heavy rain and then a sunny day, followed by cloudy clouds and thunder.

"Where's the chef?" Lai Ji asked after waking up, lighting a cigarette.

"Training." Said Scud, who was lying down and didn't want to move.

Boom--!

Tick ​​tock, tick tock....did, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

"What the hell weather?" Lecky pointed to the rainstorm outside.

The mountain man exhaled smoke rings and said, "That's why he led us to defend position 19 and survived... He didn't want to rest for a moment. I really haven't seen such a hardworking person."

"That's what a soldier looks like. I'm not convinced at all to give up the Medal of Honor to others." The smiling tiger gritted his teeth.

55. (9 more) Colonel Edson's Apology and Compensation

Evan is a very strict person with himself.

He doesn't have the ability that those geniuses can learn at once, but he has grasped the ability to surpass others by two points as long as he works hard.

In the past days, staying up late, coffee, cola, and unhealthy diet were the norm, and he even reduced his sleep time to three hours. Because he took time out to exercise every day, he didn't take the bad habits seriously at all, even in reincarnation Among them, he has not changed much.

Boom--!

Thunder and lightning.

Didi, didit, da, da, da, da, da!

Severe storm.

The Ma Runs all hid under the eaves, smoking cigarettes and watching the torrential rain, or else they stripped naked and washed their bodies with soap.

Some people appreciate this heavy rain, some people hate this heavy rain.

Only Yiwen aimed at the 450-meter fixed target without moving.

"boom--!"

Smoke billowed from the gun body, which was the phenomenon of water being evaporated when encountering high temperature. Ivan had already fired more than 100 rounds of bullets.

There is one thing to say, M1903 Springfield will only last until the end of the Battle of Guadalcanal, more precisely, until the 1st Marine Division withdraws from Guadalcanal, and the US military will be uniformly equipped with M1 Garand or Carbine.

Unless Yiwen's identity is a sniper in the next reincarnation, he has no fate with the M1903 Springfield rifle.

But one thing is for sure.

The Battle of Guadalcanal was fought for a long time, and the 1st Marine Division did not withdraw until December.

【Main task】October 10th mentioned can only be regarded as the middle and late period. Yiwen guessed that his next reincarnation would be Guadalcanal Island, and he would still use the old-fashioned 15st Marine Division.

Recalling the battle at Edson Ridge, Ivan discovered what he had the opportunity to do but was unable to do it at the time - the Japanese machine guns at a distance of 400 to 600 meters comfortably fought the entire battle. If he could kill some at that time, he might be able to By relieving the pressure on position 18, Company H's casualties would be much smaller. Even if they were eventually driven off the position by the Japanese, Captain Shock Ligan would not have brought a dozen wounded soldiers with him when he counterattacked.

In fact, the current weather has some rare opportunities.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, including the weather.

Although no commander would be stupid to attack in the absence of artillery fire and aircraft cover in heavy rain, the opponent is the Japanese army-their wonderful work has been capitalized in history. The evaluation of the westbound road at Taiwujiao came to a conclusion-the Japanese army is simply crazy, that road is full of dangers, and large poisonous snakes and venomous insects can be dealt with, and the bite of some unknown small flying insects is enough to kill, and even And the dreaded contagion.

Even so, the little devil still walked through the "road of death" and appeared in front of Ma Run. The offensive in the early morning of the 12th caused more than half of the casualties of the two battalions. It took 12 battalions to regain their positions until the evening of the 13th and the early morning of the 5th.

Rainy days are perfect for Ivan's training.

Wind speed, field of view, and the discomfort caused to the body after the rain wets the combat uniform will all affect the hit rate.

"boom--!"

hit!

Yi Wen let out a long breath, "There are more than 100 empty guns, and one hit."

The torrential rain had a great impact, but it did not hinder his confidence to continue training.

"boom--!"

Adjust and keep firing.

After almost 200 rounds, Yiwen felt that his body was a little bit unbearable and was about to leave when a group of Ma Run in raincoats came over with the canopy, and quickly supported the shed to shelter Ivan from the wind and rain.

"you......"

Before he finished speaking, Ivan saw who was leading the team.

Colonel Merritt Edson.

This was a man as imposing as Commodore Vandergrift, only shorter in height and with smaller eyes.The upper eyelids are narrow and long, hanging down in front of the eyeballs, and outline a tough line towards the cheeks.

He was not wearing a regular uniform but a combat uniform, the same clothes as the head soldier, and traces of being stained by gunpowder smoke and mud could be seen everywhere, and even several bloodstains that had not been cleaned.

In the battle in the early morning of September 9, he really went to the front line, not the front line on the surface, but actually stayed with the mortar unit.

Even if he is now the commander of the 1th Regiment of the 5st Marine Division, Yiwen doesn't want to bother.

"You all go first, I want to talk to this hero."

Colonel Edson's tone was flat and calm, but it contained a trace of perseverance and courage.

"boom--!"

Ivan continued to shoot at the target, and after emptying the magazine, he seemed to not see Colonel Edson, and inserted a new bridge clip into the magazine.

Seeing that he was ignored, Edson didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he squatted beside Ivan like a street stalker, and said softly, "I know you hate me. The soldiers who survived on the left wing don't like me."

"There is no such thing, sir." Ivan continued to shoot, "If it were me, I would make the same choice."

"Isn't it because of me that you turned down the Medal of Honor?" Edson asked.

After pouring out the bullets, Ivan didn't insert a new bridge clip, and slowly got up and said, "Sir, don't think too much. This has nothing to do with you, it's just that I don't want to go back."

Looking at it like this, Edson felt that it was not because of his military rank and official position that the rifleman in front of him who had killed the Hundred Japanese Army lied. "In that case, do you have any requests? I will try my best to satisfy you."

I didn't expect Colonel Edson, Ma Run, who was about to be promoted to Brigadier General, to find himself specifically because of this kind of thing.

Yiwen is not a person who is extremely fanatical about medals like Xunzong. In terms of drag racing, he is a bit close. When he was 16 years old, he even fantasized about driving a tank one day.

"Yes, sir." He was not polite at all, "I want to find an instructor who can help me train me in hand-to-hand combat."

In terms of gun shooting, as long as he is fed enough bullets, Ivan can move forward steadily... In terms of hand-to-hand combat, he really doesn't know anything about it, and the US military system doesn't teach it very much. .