Chapter 1396 Who are they? (Second update, please subscribe)
who are they?
For the American troops in the fortress, until they saw the commandos inside the fortress, and even until they surrendered, they still had no idea who the enemy was and where they came from.
This is a completely confusing battle.
The reason for all this is... it happened too fast!
Everything happens in an instant.
After landing, thousands of Imperial commandos immediately began to attack according to the predetermined plan. Led by engineers carrying a large amount of explosives, they rushed straight to the blasting target. In an instant, explosions resounded throughout the fortress.
Then, the commandos used grenades and explosive packs to quickly and continuously destroy turrets, bunkers, and tunnel entrances one by one, and fired at them with submachine guns. One fortress artillery after another was destroyed, and the American soldiers guarding the fortress, although they tried to resist, raised their hands in fear in the face of the wolf-like commandos.
In less than 10 minutes, the commandos blew up and destroyed all the artillery and military facilities on the top of the fortress, and the commandos controlled all the surface positions of the "Sevastopol of the Pacific" fortress.
While seizing the surface positions, the assault teams entered the underground passages according to the plan and launched a surprise attack on the U.S. troops inside the fortress. The U.S. troops were completely unprepared for such a surprise attack. Except for a few U.S. troops who organized effective resistance, most of the U.S. resistance was broken down by the assault of the assault teams. As the cannons of the fortress were destroyed, the Marines landed easily and broke through the frontier positions of the U.S. fortress. At dawn, the Marine Corps Engineer Battalion boarded the fortress and continuously blasted the reinforced concrete underground fortifications and tunnels.
At 8:15 a.m. Western Time, the U.S. military sent negotiators to request surrender. Less than five hours after the U.S. declared war, this fortress known as the "Sevastopol of the Pacific" fell.
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On April 21, 1995, the sky was clear throughout the west.
The sunshine in early summer is not strong, but it is very bright, and it can warm the fertile land of the West with just enough heat, awakening it from the freezing winter. The warm wind blows slowly from the sea, across the Rocky Mountains, and to the vast Western land.
The West is vast and sparsely populated.
Willy was naturally very aware of this. When his wife was alive, it took half a day's ride on horseback to take her to town. The nearest neighbor, Connor's house, was a full ten miles away.
In short, there are few people here and it is very quiet.
Unlike New York, Willie, like many Irish immigrants, immigrated to the United States from Ireland more than 30 years ago with his father. When they got off the ship in New York, his father was drafted into the army. Willie, who was only 12 years old, lived in New York with his mother on the 100 dollars his father had left after the draft. His mother raised him by doing odd jobs. They thought that the family would be reunited after the war, but what they received was the news that his father had died on the battlefield.
Later, Willy got married to an Irish girl who had just arrived in the United States and was just as poor as him. Later, he brought his pregnant wife from the bustling city to the West and settled down in this vast and peaceful place.
Willy thought that his life would start over in the West - he would own his own land, build his own house, and even have a wife and daughter.
But later, smallpox took their lives.
Life is so unpredictable.
As usual, Willy was drunk again. He lay on the shabby sofa, enjoying the comfort after being drunk. Now he was sleeping very soundly, and his snoring echoed in the room.
However, no one would blame him for snoring.
Suddenly, there was a deeper sound outside that covered the snoring. The sound was very strange, with a peculiar rhythm. The sound was slowly approaching and getting louder and louder, and it seemed that the ground was vibrating slightly.
The sound became louder and louder, mixed with the "clattering" sound of chains and the harsh sound of metal friction. The ground shook more and more violently, and even the wooden walls of the house began to tremble with the sound, and even the wood on the wood was shaking, making a "creaking" sound. The photo of his wife and daughter on the fireplace slowly slid to the edge with the big vibration, and finally fell to the floor with a "pop".
"Bang..."
With the sound of breaking glass, Willy was finally awakened. He sat up and looked around in a daze. He saw the shaking wooden walls, fallen plates and broken wine bottles.
What's going on?
When he heard the noise coming from outside clearly, he roared loudly in anger.
"Damn it, what's outside? It's so noisy."
Wei Li, wearing tattered clothes, stood up suddenly, took his old Spencer rifle directly from the wall, loaded bullets into the barrel of the gun, and rushed to the corridor under the door.
After loading the bullet, Wei Li fired a shot directly into the sky without even raising his head.
Although he knew that this shot would not hit the person who was sleeping during the battle, he still felt very satisfied. "Damn it, he didn't even let me sleep..."
Cursing, he continued to shout and reload one bullet, two shots, three shots.
"If you dare to come over here again, my bullets won't hit the sky next time!"
After Lalian fired several shots, Willy hugged the gun in his arms, turned around, yawned, and prepared to go back to sleep.
But when he turned halfway, he was stunned by the sight in front of him - there was a very strange-looking car parked in front of his house.
Although it was strange, Willy still felt danger from the thick gun barrel in the car. What was even more dangerous was that there were several foreign soldiers standing next to the car, and they seemed to have just got off the car.
Most of these foreigners stood there in amazement, maintaining the same posture as a moment ago, looking at themselves with surprised and somewhat puzzled eyes.
Willy and the foreigners just stared at each other motionlessly. Suddenly, when he saw clearly the weapons in the hands of the foreign soldiers, Willy seemed to understand something. He suddenly threw the old Spencer rifle to the ground and raised his hands high.
"Oh God, I surrender, I surrender..."
God bless you...what have I done?
While praying in his heart, Willy didn't know that he had set a record - the first person to surrender to a tank. At this moment, he was more confused and curious - who were they? Where did they come from?
(End of this chapter)
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