Looking at the Incheon Port, which was filled with gunpowder smoke and artillery fire, Zhao Zhi, who was standing on the deck, secretly admired that the real landing battle was far more realistic than the movies shot by the Americans in their previous lives, and such a war scene could not be captured by any film director.

On the sea, less than 2 kilometers from Incheon Port, as the Japanese troops returned fire at Incheon Port, the sea water that had been stirred up by the explosion fell like a downpour, and the landing craft full of landing soldiers floated around on the sea like dumplings after a pot had been boiled. A landing craft that was unlucky was hit by a large-caliber grenade, and in an instant the stump and severed arm flew into the sky with a rainbow-like blood mist, Yan Wudao had already been shaken to the point that his face turned blue, and the smug look and voice just now were pretended by him, and the bombed landing craft in front of him carried a whole reinforced platoon of troops!

Wow, Yan Wudao, who had been holding on, finally spit it out, and the guards on the side hurriedly handed over a kettle, Yan Wudao pushed the kettle open, wiped the corners of his mouth and laughed at himself, "What the hell should be seasick when the landlubber is together" The landing craft advanced towards the beach on the right side of the port with difficulty, and the explosion in the distance began to intensify, and the thick smoke on the beachhead made Yan Wudao frown.

The Japanese army had ships in the port of Incheon, and the Seventh Fleet not only had to clear the obstacles for the landing force, but also to destroy all the Japanese ships in the port, so when Zhao Zhi formulated the landing plan, he chose the tidal flat on the right side of the port as the landing site. Although the terrain there is more complicated, and the hilly terrain of the beachhead is not a good landing ground, it is precisely because of the theory of winning by surprise that Zhao Zhicai chose the landing ground here, as long as he can successfully land on that tidal flat, it will no longer be difficult for the thunder to attack Incheon.

God is fair to everyone, when Zhao Zhi finally perfected the landing plan, all the intelligence sources came from the reconnaissance plane sent to Incheon by Thunder, so it was not so accurate in judging the deployment of the opponent's troops. Because the Japanese army had also obtained information about the US fleet's northward march to Jiaodong in advance, although they did not know that the Seventh Fleet had helped Zhao Zhi transport troops north, the Japanese army at Inchon still made some arrangements for the coastline.

Although Cao Ji sent an infantry wing to Seoul, it was only a peripheral force, and the troops who really guarded the coastline were still on standby. The cautious Toritsuka arranged an infantry wing in the port of Incheon, and built a large number of light and dark fire points, and specially deployed an artillery brigade on the front line of the port, they were equipped with large-caliber cannons as the necessary long-range fire support for the port.

The Ichito Brigade and the other two brigades stationed on the outer line of the tidal flats on the right side of the port had already calculated every inch of sand on the beach, and the rulers of light and heavy machine guns, mortars, grenadiers, and 75 mountain guns had all been predetermined, and what they had been waiting for and hoping for was that the enemy would land on this beach, and then they would be confident that the entire beach would be turned into a slaughterhouse and the enemy's blood would stain the sea red.

Unlike other Japanese troops, although the Ichito Brigade has not been formed for a long time, its combat effectiveness and fighting will far exceed that of the ordinary B Division, and the reason is very simple: Ito High School in Tokyo is a school for the Japanese Non-commissioned Officer Academy to recruit students, and this high school implements all-military management. The students in the school have two days of cultural classes and four days of military training every week, and the amount of training far exceeds that of ordinary Japanese troops. The lack of soldiers in the South Asian battlefield forced Japan to recruit soldiers from schools, and the student soldiers recruited from Ito High School were organized into a separate brigade, which is now stationed at Incheon Port.

The U.S. warships in the distance fired another salvo of naval guns, and under the bombardment of fierce artillery fire that shook the mountains, the entire beach was plunged into a sea of fire, and a large number of Japanese excavated or semi-excavated bunkers and fire support points were destroyed by artillery fire, and the closed communication trenches that the Japanese army had carefully built and used logs as roof support collapsed because of the loose geology. In a secret bunker on the high ground on the outer line of the beach, the commander of the Ichito Brigade, Captain Ito Sajiwa, was standing in front of the observation mirror and watching the situation on the sea.

Ito Zuoyan is the grandson of Ichito Hiroyu, the founder of Ito High School, and is also a standard militarist, and the infantry wing of Ito's brigade was originally going to be transferred to the northeast to transfer to the Kwantung Army. But Thunder's action in Jiaodong made the army base camp of the Japanese mainland wary, and Thunder's behavior of using captured Thai ships to transfer troops north to Jiaodong was too strange, so the army base camp had to make a decision to strengthen coastal defense, which is why the Ito Brigade, which was supposed to take over from the Kwantung Army stationed in the northeast, appeared in Incheon Port.

In order to be able to effectively defend this beach, as early as more than 20 days ago, more than 3,000 officers and soldiers of the infantry wing of the Ito Brigade used directional explosives, draft digging, rhinestones and other methods to almost hollow out most of the "dragon's back" composed of volcanic rock, which divides the entire beach into two. And Ichito Zuoyan's temporary command post is on the highest point of this dragon's back.

While Ichito Zuoyan was hiding in his temporary command post to observe the sea situation, Yan Wudao, who was floating on the sea, was also observing the beach in front of him, looking at the beach filled with gunsmoke, and the black ridge in the middle like a sleeping dragon made Yan Wudao very uncomfortable. Under the cover of naval guns and aircraft, the first wave of landing troops under the command of Yan Wudao finally drove into the beach at the cost of three landing craft, and when it was still more than ten meters away from the beach, the landing craft that Yan Wudao was riding paused sharply and then stopped, and the people on the landing craft suddenly staggered, and the faces of several soldiers did not know what they had hit, and they immediately bled profusely.

Immediately, Yan Wudao found that it was not just one of his landing craft that was like this, but all the landing craft were shelved in front of the beach, there must be underwater obstacles, and it was absolutely not suitable to stay here for a long time. “GO/GO. GO" The U.S. soldiers driving the landing craft saw that Yan Wudao jumped directly into the sea with people, so they hurriedly signaled their co-pilot to turn the rudder and return to the warship, because they still had more Thunder soldiers to transport here.

The beach was full of smoke and large and small sand bunkers, and Ichito Zuoyan never gave the order to open fire, because he knew that the 75 mountain guns equipped with Ichito's brigade were really useless to the American warships, and he had to save his energy to deal with the enemy infantry who came to seize the beach. The Japanese shooters, who had been watching the beach nervously, lifted the canvas on their machine guns one after another, and they were all gearing up and excited.

These young Japanese people, who had been poisoned by Japanese militarism since childhood, had already regarded their dedication to the war as an incomparably glorious thing, and for the pomelos, it was the purpose of their existence to be able to sacrifice their lives for His Majesty the Emperor in battle, and they did not think at all that they were likely to be deceived by the lies of shameless politicians, and that their sacrifice was meaningless and would be spurned. About a company of Jewish soldiers, as the vanguard, was the first to walk to the beach, led by the officer, wading waist-deep through the waist-deep water, raising their weapons high above their heads.

This beach is not an ordinary sandy beach, but a sandy tidal flat, so the difficulty of wading into the water to grab the beach is even more conceivable. Suddenly, with a crisp sound of gunfire, one of the Jewish officers at the head of the line stumbled into the water, and the soldiers behind immediately widened the gap between the stragglers, and although they threw themselves to the beachhead with all their might, they were in the sea after the sea. Their movements were still unusually slow.

The sharp whistling of mortar shells came from far and near, and a stormy rain of bullets from the Ichito Brigade was sprinkled on the surface of the sea, and in an instant, the entire eastern beachhead was sprayed with scorching fire everywhere in the grass, under the reef, and under the roots of trees. The whole beach seemed to be set on fire, and gunfire erupted everywhere. The Jewish soldiers struggling to pounce on the beachhead became live targets, and the soldiers of the leading company were barely visible in the column of water stirred up by the fierce explosions, and the blood shot from the soldiers stained the sea red.

After easily suppressing the Jewish vanguard company, the machine gun fire of the Ichito brigade began to extend, and the Jewish soldiers who were entering the sea from the landing craft also fell into the sea in the dense rain of bullets, some soldiers who did not have time to lift their backpacks were taken to the bottom of the sea by the heavy backpacks, they struggled to discard their weapons and struggled to untie their backpacks, the rain of bullets fired by the Japanese troops into the water made it all futile, and these soldiers who were dragged into the sea by their backpacks quickly stopped struggling and sank to the bottom of the sea with the blood rolling out.

The American amphibious armored vehicles stuck in underwater obstacles became the key targets of the Japanese army's beachhead fire, and as the two armored vehicles were hit by the direct fire cannons in the Japanese army's covered bunkers, the broken corpses and fragments of the armored vehicles flew everywhere. Nearly a squad of Jewish soldiers, along with the landing craft that had just made a U-turn, was torn to pieces by the explosion and sunk to the bottom of the sea.

The frantic resistance of the Japanese troops on the beach attracted the attention of the US fleet flight attack team, and when the naval guns were temporarily out of use, 12 carrier-based bombers flew to the beach with more than a dozen powerful incendiary bombs. The Japanese troops who desperately blocked Yan Wudao on the tidal flats were hiding in bunkers like rats, and the US carrier-based planes did not expect to destroy them, and the purpose of throwing incendiary bombs was only to gain more time and space for Yan Wudao and them to land on the beach.