The cannon fired, and it was Chen Hong's troops who opened fire first.
This whole thing about whoever strikes first is at fault is all bullshit.
Now the only way is to strike first and gain the advantage, otherwise the last one to strike will suffer.
Zeng Wangcai even argued with the old men about this. He said that everyone had already come to the island and entered their home, so what else was there to say? Just do it and work yourself to death.
He also said that Chen Hong now represents Wangye Island, so there is no need to worry. Even if Wangye Island is really gone, there is no need to worry. We can just move to another place and come back.
So, Chen Hong and his troops fought a thrilling artillery battle.
The various artillery pieces that were secretly transported to the island, as well as the later artillery pieces provided by Zeng Wangcai, only made the Japanese devils cry for their parents.
"Nani..." Mito Sanjie's meeting could not continue and he fled the temporary command center in a hurry.
As an experienced man, he knew that the artillery was obviously targeting him with a purpose.
This shocked him.
"Why are there so many cannons on the island?" Mito Sanjie ran towards the beach under the protection of the guards, shouting as he ran, "Even if there are cannons...how do they know the location of our headquarters?"
boom!
I couldn't roar anymore. The shells seemed to have eyes, chasing one after another, covering me layer by layer. If I didn't run quickly, my life would be in danger.
Mito Sankai felt that he was lucky as he was not hit by the bomb. The remaining troops were blown to pieces, but he was able to escape out of the artillery coverage.
"General, we seem to be safe!" Captain Koizumi, who was called over, said absentmindedly. He found that he seemed to be a commander without troops, and there were only a few troops fleeing in all directions. "It's strange, the garrison on the island seems to know our location."
"Do I need you to tell me that?" Mito Sanjie was so angry that his three corpse gods jumped.
This battle cannot be fought.
It hasn't even started yet and the losses are huge.
He certainly would not remember that his ancestors did exactly that in the East decades ago.
But now the situation has reversed.
"Contact the front-line troops immediately and inquire about the situation!" Mito Sanjie ordered.
There was a soldier carrying wireless communication equipment beside him, otherwise he would be blind and would be at a loss.
Soon, the signalman finished communicating and reported: "General, the front line suffered little loss. Except for a few troops that raided the launch silo, the other troops suffered little loss. Also, the front-line troops reported that they found something in the sky... General, look, it's the one above our heads."
No, the loss is not big. This is good news for Mito Sandai.
But there is bad news too!
Mito Sanjie looked up at the sky with a telescope. Through the telescope, he saw several drones hovering overhead.
"Nani, they used this little thing to monitor the battlefield." Mito Sanjie's eyes were filled with fear and heat, "Why doesn't the US give us this kind of technological product? They just got a batch. Since they won't give it to us, we can grab it ourselves..."
Drones, warships, missiles...we must grab them all.
"General, there is a small plane coming!" Koizumi also held a telescope.
Mito Sankai quickly turned the telescope to look for it, and found a small guy with a bomb hanging underneath flying towards him.
"run!"
Although Mito Sandai had never seen drone combat, he still made the right decision and ran away.
This run caused chaos.
More than half an hour later, there were still some troops left with Mito Sankai, but his regiment commander Koizumi was unlucky and was killed by a bomb.
The dusty Mito Sanjie finally got rid of the drones in the sky and hid in a ravine not far from the seaside with the remaining troops.
Mito Sanjie felt very frustrated during this battle.
He wondered why the rear was more dangerous than the front line.
"Send the order!" After a short rest, Mito Sanjie looked at the time and said, "One hour has passed, and there are still eleven hours left. Tell the three divisions on the front line to ignore everything else and head straight for the core of Wangye Island."
"Hi!" The signalman immediately prepared to contact the front-line troops.
But this time, changes occurred again.
Countless missiles flew over their heads and towards their front-line troops.
Shortly afterwards, Mito Sanjie, who was far away from the front-line troops, seemed to feel the ground shaking.
The communications soldier held the equipment woodenly, feeling utterly disappointed. This call... should he still make it?
beat!
However, Mito Sanjie's order changed. He first asked about the losses suffered by the front-line troops in the previous wave of land clearing.
"General, the situation is not good. The report from the front line said that the missiles are very powerful... We have lost at least half of our troops." The communications soldier reported with a grim expression.
Mito Sanjie's mouth was filled with blood. What a sin...
Half of the 60,000-strong army were wiped out before the battle even started!
what to do?
go back?
What's going on?
The fleet is gone...
"Attack, attack!" Mito Sanjie went crazy, "Order the frontline troops to attack, and order all the reserve troops to charge!"
He drew his command knife and issued his final order.
The defense was broken!
Unfortunately, the Japanese's mobile forces were almost completely lost in the two raids. Mito Sanjie was not sure about the front-line troops, but at least the two or three thousand people he led now had no cars to ride in and could only drive on Route 11.
After running out of the ravine, General Mito Sanjie felt lucky again as his troops found a road.
So they marched along the road, and about three hours later, his troops finally arrived at the front line and joined forces with a division.
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