The Bear
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0000 July 25th 1946.
Kwantung Army Headquarters. Harbin, Manchukuo.
The latest bombing run against Hailar province would also produce updated information on Soviet troops movements to the north of Manchuria.
Larger numbers of enemy troops had been sighted during the attack on Konev's headquarters in the province.
0100 July 25th 1946.
BB Division 1 Flagship. IJN Yamashiro, In Transit.
The bombing of convoys around southern India had been passed to Ozawa as it would now be a Naval mission should any invasion of Diego Garcia be possible.
The report from the Submarines sent on the reconnaisance mission was not good reading. Ozawa would be able to do nothing to prevent the American bombers as the atoll was far too well defended to contemplate a direct assault. The problem would be passed to the Imperial Japanese Air Force who would have to deal with it once some of their Interceptors acquired the range to do so. The alternative of sending some of the older Interceptors from Korea was tempting but they were too valuable in their current operational area. The Submarines sailed north to their designated patrol zone.
Ozawa could now concentrate on sinking Sprague and his Carriers. The latest report had them steaming north west through the Central Gilberts. BB Division 1 would try and cut them off.
1000 July 25th 1946.
Kwantung Army Headquarters. Harbin, Manchukuo.
Terauchi spent a fairly large amount of time with his troops in order to keep their morale up between the frequent battles for Harbin. He was never at the forefront of the carnage as he controlled the battle from his headquarters which was not too close to the front line. The distant sound of explosions would mean the beginning of another of those battles and his thoughts always drifted to the troops having to undergo the barrage heading their way.
"What's that Sergeant?" Tiko asked as the screams began. He had only just arrived in Harbin as a replacement for one of the more seriously wounded men in Kanaga's company.
"Katyusha." Kanaga informed the new arrival. He always stayed close to the new arrivals to try and keep them calm when the time came to spill blood. "Soviet rocket launchers. That horrible sound means its time for us to head to the bunker. You really do not want to be out here when that stuff starts landing close by." Kanaga added as he ushered his new found shadow into the deeper bunker that had been prepared for the Soviet pre-assault barrages.
The explosions grew closer by the minute with an increasing noise level as the ground began to heave from the multiple explosions. Of all the weapons the Soviets possessed Kanaga hated the Katyusha more than anything else. It was not that accurate but the sound and shear amount of explosives it delivered in a short space of time were terrifying. After what seemed an eternity the sound of whistles could be heard as the barrage began to lift. "Up you get Tiko, its time to see what else the enemy has decided to throw at us today."
The barrage had caused some parts of the trenches to collapse but the area assigned to Kanaga's company was more or less unharmed as he checked his men were all heading back into position. They had been here for long enough to set up their killing fields to the best possible advantage with no more than minor changes ever having to be made now. A quick head count was all Kanaga needed to confirm that none of his company had been harmed by the artillery. The next sound confirmed that today would be one of the bad days in this part of the Japanese line. The center held the best protection but it nearly always attracted the most dangerous opponents.
Looking to the horizon made Kanaga a lot happier. "Much harder to kill me or my men at night." he thought. Night attacks were favoured by the enemy for some reason which was fine with him as it put them at a disadvantage.
"What's that rumbling noise Sergeant?" asked Tiko as he began to peer over the top of the trench.
"Get your damn head down Tiko! I don't want to have to explain to company headquarters how I got you killed during your first battle." came the curt reply. "Its a T-34 and it has a much bigger gun than you do so don't even think of trying to shoot at it."
"Its getting awfully close, how are we supposed to stop it if we can't shoot it?"
"We don't get to stop it." Kanaga replied as he quickly glanced over the top to see just how close the enemy armour was. "Just over 1000 metres. Anytime now."
Almost as if on queue a loud high pitched sound echoed from the south as an armour piercing round exploded from the barrel of one of the Chi-He tanks less than 500 metres away. The closest T-34 erupted in flames as the shell glanced off the side armour and pierced the added fuel tanks to the rear of the Soviet tank. The crew didn't need much encouragement to bail out. The sound of more shells screaming overhead had Tiko beginning to head back towards the bunker. "That's our artillery lad, stay right here."
It was not long before the screams of the wounded began to dominate the battlefield as soldiers began to die on both sides.
Thirty two Soviet divisions, containing more armour than usual, had attacked Harbin. Field Marshall Kulik would preside over the Soviet attack on this occasion. Terauchi knew his troops would hold this assault with relative ease but even the easier battles cost his men their lives. Kulik had used the main part of his force to attack the center of the Japanese lines which contained most of the armoured forces. The night sky was frequently lit by the eerie light given off as starshells exploded above the battlefield to throw temporary light on the proceedings.
By 2000 hours even the Soviet Armour was beginning to fold under the Japanese onslaught. Some enemy troops had managed to reach the trenches where hand to hand fighting erupted from time to time but casualties had indeed been light for Terauchi. With dawn only a couple of hours away he had expected the attack to be called off but the enemy would try a new tactic. A fresh wave of Soviet troops were thrown into the battle at dawn, replacing the exhausted divisions that had tried in vain to penetrate the defences. Their arrival was greeted with the drone of bombers overhead as Japanese Tactical bombers headed for Heihe to assist Terauchi. Forty eight Red Army divisions occupied the province which was close to double the amount of troops Terauchi had on hand.
Even with fresh troops the enemy had no chance of gaining much ground and the battle drew to a close after two more hours of fighting as Soviet troops headed wearily back to their own lines. Again Terauchi's thoughts turned to the men he commanded and he hoped that not to many were either dead or wounded. Several hours would be required to obtain an accurate head count as the large number of divisions made their reports back to his headquarters.
The night and early morning had gone better than expected for Kanaga. Several of his men sported bandages after receiving a wide variety of more minor wounds. Only four had needed to be evacuated for more major injuries. He learned later that two of them had not survived for long after reaching the field hospital. "Well lad it looks like you managed to keep yourself alive." he said as he glanced around to check on the new recruit. "Damn." was all that he managed to say as saw the small hole below Tiko's helmet. "Bloody snipers." he cursed as he called for orderlies to remove the already stiffening corpse of the young soldier.
There were less than a dozen men left in the company that had been formed at the beginning of the War with China. None of them had escaped without several injuries during the years that followed including Kanaga. The last year had given the newer men time to learn from the veterans as war kept the World busy elsewhere. Now the Soviets had arrived and it was time for the well known faces to change as they were replaced with fresh ones as men died.
0200 July 26th 1946.
BB Division 1 Flagship. IJN Yamashiro, In Transit.
Ozawa had left Kwajalein and was heading towards Truk to try and close the distance between himself and Sprague.
He had been spotted again as he transitted through the Northwest Gilberts. Truk could be his target but only time would tell.
0200 July 26th 1946.
Diplomatic Offices. Tokyo, Japan.
Mamoru had been taking stock of the possible trades he could make to try and increase both oil and energy supplies to Japan.
Venezuela was already the primary target of his efforts after the collapse of trade with the Soviet Union. More Japanese supplies headed towards South America in exchange for energy. The lessening presence of the United States Navy in the Pacific made such trades far more lucrative than they had been for some time.
1600 July 26th 1946.
Kwantung Army Headquarters. Harbin, Manchukuo.
Harbin would not be attacked again today as the Red Army changed its attack to the more vunerable Bayan Tumen.
Itagaki and his troops were still doing their best to recover from the increasingly frequent attacks against their position and would hold once more as another enemy night attack failed before the sun rose on the horizon.