While the commanders were digging into the enemy's base, Li Yunlong had already led his tank division across the border of China.
This time, they didn't set off in the middle of the night.
This time, they planned to give the Japanese a surprise in broad daylight.
After all, this attack will be coordinated with ground forces, and the main force of this attack will be tanks, so daytime is more suitable.
In order to prevent the Japanese from discovering the tanks' location, Li Yunlong specifically ordered the tank division to fly at an altitude of 30,000 meters.
This location is almost out of the ozone layer; from the ground, the tanks are no longer visible to the naked eye.
So Li Yunlong openly led his tank division high in the sky, heading straight for the island nation. No one on the ground noticed that a thousand tanks were flying overhead.
Because this was a unified operation involving all tanks, all tanks were on the same channel, with the command of the Taiyuan city leadership overseeing the operation.
After flying beyond the borders of China, the commander ordered Li Yunlong to activate the tank's video communication function.
All the Kuomintang generals who had been won over, as well as the command center in Taiyuan, saw Li Yunlong's large face on the dashboard of their tanks.
"Li Yunlong, you son of a bitch, turn the camera around right now. Who wants to see your shoehorn-shaped face?"
The brigade commander was driving a tank, carrying the guard commander and several other KMT generals, heading towards the Central Army's garrison.
Upon seeing that familiar face on the tank, he immediately started cursing in the channel.
Upon hearing this voice, Li Yunlong shrank back, like a mouse seeing a cat.
Even after he became a division commander, his fear of the brigade commander remained the same as before.
"Yes, my great brigade commander!"
After he finished speaking, he turned the camera around, and everyone saw a massive tank army approaching space.
Countless people stared at the enormous blue planet on the dashboard, their hearts filled with awe and turmoil.
This was the first time they had ever encountered such a scene.
"My goodness, are you trying to go to heaven and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"
A general of the Kuomintang army made this remark.
They've seen plenty of big things in their lives, but this is something they've never seen before.
The brigade commander looked at these people and laughed.
"This is nothing. This is just the normal flight altitude of the tank. This thing has a space mode, and that's the real killer."
"A tank and a cannonball can destroy a planet."
"As for what a planet is, let's put it this way: the moon in the sky is a planet, and the sun is also a planet."
"The world we live in is actually just a planet."
Upon hearing this, the Guo army general gasped in astonishment: "My goodness, no wonder you dare to ignore those Western powers, this thing is too powerful."
"If I had this thing, I wouldn't care about those Western countries. What kind of people are they? How dare they point fingers at China? They're just disgusting."
"And what about Western culture? They've only been a nation for a short time, and they have this 'Gouba culture'?"
"Old Chen, we're classmates from Whampoa Military Academy. If I join your Eighth Army in the future, you have to give me one of these so I can have some fun."
The brigade commander smiled after hearing this: "Then it depends on your abilities. There aren't many tanks. Whoever is capable of fighting the Japanese can be equipped with a tank for external combat."
"Then I guess it's hopeless. After we finish fighting the Japanese this time, there probably won't be any more Japanese to fight."
"Hey, you can't say that. I was talking about the Japanese devils, not the little devils."
"This foreign devil is a devil too."
Upon hearing this, Commander Wei and the others' eyes immediately lit up.
Upon seeing the tanks, they had already decided to follow the Eighth Army, but they were worried that after defeating the Japanese, the Japanese would no longer need them.
So when they heard what the brigade commander said, their minds started to race.
As long as there is a war, we are not afraid of the Eighth Army discarding us after we have served our purpose.
When Li Yunlong arrived over the island nation, the generals of the Kuomintang army on all sides were intently watching the video call on their instrument panels.
The main condition for this cooperation is that Li Yunlong's tank division can completely cripple the island nation with bombs before their troops can follow the Eighth Army's tanks to launch a surprise attack on the Japanese troops' bases in the country.
Everyone was waiting for Li Yunlong's plan to be completed before they would begin the second operational plan.
As the map indicated that they had entered the territory of the island nation, Li Yunlong ordered all members of the tank division to prepare for descent.
"Brothers, there's no main attack this time, and no bombing targets either."
"The entire island nation is our bombing target. We'll bombard any area that we haven't hit yet with a few shells."
"Remember, bomb every inch of the island nation's territory, down to the smallest toilet or outhouse."
"There's no time limit this time, everyone just need to blast it."
"yes!"
As the order was given, the tank division swooped down from the sky in a mighty procession.
After the Japanese were bombed last time, their air raid sirens were made even more sophisticated this time.
So as soon as Li Yunlong's tank broke through the clouds, the Japanese soldiers on the ground spotted him with binoculars.
Just as the Japanese soldiers were about to sound the alarm, they saw through their binoculars a dense array of tanks.
In that instant, only one sentence came to mind for the Japanese soldier.
You guys have gone too far! One bombing was fine, but you're still not done?
The alarm sounds not as fast as a tank fires its cannon.
As soon as they broke through the clouds, Li Yunlong began the bombing.
No aiming or precision strikes are required.
As long as the shells land on the island nation, that's enough.
Every part of the island nation was a target for their bombing.
Under Li Yunlong's leadership, a thousand tanks began to bombard the ground.
With a bombing rate of sixty rounds per minute, the Japanese could not possibly react in time.
While they were preparing to retaliate with their aircraft, the tank division had been bombing for almost ten minutes.
When 600,000 bombs, each with a power comparable to that of Little Boy, landed on the island nation, the Japanese soldiers on the ground once again experienced the anger of the Chinese people.
Looking at the Japanese soldiers on the ground, screaming and howling from the explosions, Sun Desheng spoke into the channel.
"Commander, I feel like these Japanese devils are about to cry from our bombing."
"Cry? Crying will get you bombed!"
"If I didn't blow those little devils' shit out this time, then I'll consider it a clean spit!"
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