A Scharnhorst-class battlecruiser, two Leiberritt Maas-class destroyers, and behind them, more than thirty transport ships.
The Scharnhorst-class battlecruisers were armed with nine 280mm main guns, twelve 150mm secondary guns, fourteen 105mm anti-aircraft guns, and sixteen 37mm machine guns. The ships had a main engine power of 166,000 horsepower, a top speed of 32 knots, and a displacement of tons.
All the cannons were bombarded with fire, causing the entire city to explode in flames.
"Damn it! We didn't even notice that a Han fleet was hiding on the sea!!"
"Commander, why don't we send a telegram to the Air Force and ask them to send bombers over?"
Zhang Haishan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's too late."
“Bang bang bang bang—!”
Naval gunfire ravaged the city, piercing through houses, collapsing buildings, filling the air with smoke, and echoing with screams of agony. Countless civilians huddled in their homes, trembling with fear.
Fortunately, Hans's fleet did not obtain the exact location of the 4th Airborne Division and could only bomb haphazardly.
"Haha! A mere Nationalist army dares to provoke our Third Reich? They're practically courting death!"
"Hahaha--!"
"Kill them! Shock all of Asia and offer them as sacrifices for the empire's great cause!"
Oh my god!
"Boom boom boom—!"
The Hans fleet fired another salvo, completely destroying the nearby streets and leveling buildings.
2:50 a.m.
Car headlights flashed northeast of Da Nang as the 121st Infantry Division, numbering over 18,000, arrived.
"Rumble..."
The truck tires were smoking, but it kept pressing the accelerator and driving forward.
"Damn it! Hurry up!"
Helmut von Stein roared in anger.
He couldn't wait to leave this awful place; life here was just too awful.
Moreover, he felt he was going crazy, drinking thin porridge and eating potatoes every day, and he would rather die on the battlefield against the Russians.
In the blink of an eye, the 121st Infantry Division arrived near Da Nang.
Looking at the ruins of the city walls and streets, Helmut von Stein guessed that the fleet must have discovered the presence of enemy troops in the city.
"Order all troops to disembark, enter from three sides, reach the dock, and board the ships!"
"yes!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Just then, the sound of mortars rang out from the city, and dozens of shells whistled through the air and crashed into the group of trucks.
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