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Volume 1 Up the Songhua River Chapter 2873 Hurricane Landing (Part 2)

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    Marshal Rommel was speechless on the spot. If he rejected it on the spot, this ambitious Italian general's request for a fight would probably hurt the peace and look down on his allies, but he knew the combat effectiveness of the Italian army very well!

    Marshal Rommel was a little annoyed, "The Italians really don't know what's good and what's good. Since they are here to make soy sauce, they should be aware. Just be honest and stay in the rear. Don't get involved in the war, and don't look at your own martial arts."  , and you have a single direction of attack, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you talk big, I will slap you in the face!"

    General Orozo looked at Marshal Rommel stubbornly, with high morale, "That's it! Since the Italians want to make a fool of themselves and can't stop them, let's let them do it!" Marshal Rommel sighed inwardly.

    After much thought, Marshal Rommel decided to give the Italian army the task of attacking in the Phoenix direction in an area where the US military defense was very weak, and told the Italian general, who was like a cockfighting cock, "General Orozzo, your  The mission is not only to attack Phoenix, but also to respond to the Japanese troops landing from the direction of Los Angeles! "

    General Orozzo replied very confidently: "Please rest assured, Marshal, the invincible Italian army will not only capture Phoenix, but may also capture Los Angeles before the Japanese and welcome us on the beach of Los Angeles."  Another ally - the Japanese army!"

    "What?" Marshal Rommel almost jumped up and wanted to slap this guy awake. "General Orozzo, I must remind you that all military operations of the Italian army must be under my command.  According to our agreement with the Japanese, the Japanese army will be the first to attack, so you must not act rashly!"

    "Okay then!" General Orozzo agreed unhappily, "I hope your Excellency, Marshal, will not forget that the Italian army will assume its own combat missions!"

    General Orozzo left angrily. Looking at the back of the Italian general, Marshal Rommel shook his head helplessly, he knew.  Even in the direction of Phoenix, where the US military's defense is weakest, it is impossible for the Italian army to break through the US military's defense line.

    Thinking about it, Marshal Rommel did not dare to let the Italians be beaten to pieces.  He still had to wipe his own butt, so he called over a staff officer and ordered: "Order General Schuberg, commander of the Seventh Army, to mobilize two motorized infantry divisions and one light infantry division. Deploy them to the Italians.  After receiving the order from the Army Group Headquarters, we will immediately take over the task of the Italian army and capture Phoenix! "

    In early December, although the cold wind from Siberia did not reach the Eastern Pacific Ocean, it still clearly felt a chill, with large lead-black dark clouds.  As if in a hurry, it flew across the sky.  As we headed towards the South American continent, more and more dark clouds gathered, covering the originally clear sky and turning the sea water into a dark blue color.

    On the fifth day of the month, night had not yet fallen. The setting sun was hiding above the thick clouds. The sunlight was unable to penetrate the dark clouds, making dusk come earlier on this ordinary day. From the Hawaiian Islands to Midway Island, all the Japanese-occupied islands in the Eastern Pacific Ocean  On the boat, groups of Japanese soldiers, full of energy and bloodthirsty, lined up in neat formations, sang the national anthem "Kimi no Dai", and began to board the ship one after another, carrying out the "Hurricane Landing Operation Plan" against the United States.  ,¡± officially started to be implemented.

    Pearl Harbor in Hawaii, where Japan's North American Combat Command is located, is a remote place at the military port. Compared with the countless soldiers boarding the ship in the distance, there are only a few people here, and two of them are the commander.  General Yamamoto and Chief of Staff General Minamino, and the rest were just two guards.

    General Minamino saw off Commander Yamamoto who was about to go on an expedition. "Yamamoto-kun, can't you stay at the headquarters and command the battle?" he said reluctantly.

    "Hahaha!" General Yamamoto laughed boldly and replied: "Nano-kun, you also know that I spent all my military career on warships. When the war begins, you let me stay on land.  Isn¡¯t it depriving me of my fun?¡±

    "Take care!" General Minamino knew that no matter what he said, he could not change the decision of his close friend. "I will drink at Pearl Harbor and wait for Yamamoto-kun's triumphant return!"

    "You should also take care of yourself, Minamino-kun. I leave the command of the Army Air Force to Minamino-kun!" General Yamamoto bowed slightly and said, "I know you still have a few bottles of the best ones you brought from home.  Sake, wait for me to come back!"

    The huge formation of troop carriers and escort fleets gradually sailed into the depths of the sea. Standing on the deck of the flagship, General Yamamoto looked around. Thousands of troop carriers formed a huge formation, plowing through the dark blue sea and advancing through the waves.  Ten escort warships were chopping the waves in front. A surge of boundless pride suddenly surged in his heart, and he felt deeply for Japan.Our country is strong and proud!

    In the early morning of December 6, the fog had not completely dissipated. Los Angeles on the west coast of the United States was still shrouded in thick fog. This city, which had been bombed by the Japanese Army and Navy Air Force for several months, had lost its former glory.  In the bustling city, ruins and collapsed buildings can be seen everywhere, revealing the depression and desolation under the smoke of war!

    The Los Angeles area is the defense area of ??the Army's 19th Army under the U.S. West Coast Defense Command. Los Angeles Long Beach has several abrupt hills on the flat beach. The altitude is only more than a hundred meters, but they are the only ones in Long Beach.  From the commanding heights, after the sea fog dissipates, with a telescope, you can see the sea dozens of kilometers away, the mast of the ship on the sea, and the chimney of the ship, and the black smoke coming out.

    However, with the Japanese's continuous bombing of the west coast, the ships on the sea have disappeared. In the only humid cave among several hills, there is a US military ground radar station hidden underground, which monitors the Eastern Pacific.  In the direction of any move by the Japanese, this radar station is just one of several radar stations set up by the US military's West Coast Defense Command.

    However, due to the detection technology of radar, there is a blind spot beyond a range of more than 60 kilometers. Otherwise, the U.S. Army Air Forces cannot suffer repeated losses in air battles with the Japanese Army and Navy Air Force, and basically lose their capital.  Light.

    Corporal Little John, the radar soldier, stared at the radar screen with dull eyes, and scanned the radar screen again. It was completely white, and there was nothing abnormal. But Corporal Little John knew that in more than forty minutes, the Japanese bombers and fighter jets would arrive.  , will come as scheduled and carry out repeated indiscriminate bombing of Los Angeles, which has been reduced to ruins. I have been watching this situation for several months!

    He drank a cup of cold coffee to refresh himself. Sure enough, more than forty minutes later, small moving black dots appeared on the radar screen. "Here we go again!" He muttered, and then picked up the phone.  , "Report to the duty room, the Long Beach ground radar station reports that the Japanese mixed fleet is attacking again!"

    The routine report was really boring. After putting down the phone, I drank the cold coffee. After a while, the dull and vague sound of the engine was heard in the sky outside. Corporal John Little looked at the radar screen again.  , he feels that the Japanese fleet today seems to be much larger than before?

    But Corporal Little John's doubts only flashed by. It was already past six o'clock in the morning. The thick fog shrouding Los Angeles gradually dissipated. In the distance, the roar of explosions came, "Damn Japan."  Man, aerial bombs don¡¯t cost anything. In the ruins of Los Angeles, what other targets are worth bombing?¡± He muttered, cursing the Japanese, and turned a button on the radar control panel.

    However, Little John's eyes immediately glazed over. He was shocked to find that a large number of dense black dots appeared on the radar screen. There were so many that they overlapped and formed a slow-moving  Dark clouds.

    Corporal John Little, who has served in the army for more than two years, is an experienced radar soldier. He immediately saw that these overlapping black spots were not a Japanese aircraft group at all, neither in terms of movement speed nor density.  Probably a fleet.

    "What could that be?" Little John shuddered, grabbed the telescope on the table, and ran to the top of the mountain like crazy. Through the lens of the telescope, he was horrified to find that countless shapes appeared on the distant sea shrouded in dark clouds.  The clear mast, the continuous black smoke, and the dazzling sun flag flying on the mast are clearly a huge Japanese fleet approaching Los Angeles!

    Little John's nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest. He ran back to the cave at an unprecedented speed. Panting, he grabbed the phone that was directly connected to the army's war room. He didn't care who the caller was, but shouted at the top of his voice: "Los Angeles"  Corporal John Little, a radar soldier at the Long Beach Ground Radar Station, reported that our station has observed an astonishing number of Japanese fleets heading towards Los Angeles. War alert, the Japanese have begun to land! "

    "What?" The officer who answered the phone on the opposite side was obviously very frightened, his movements changed, and he yelled: "Repeat it again!"

    "Battle alert! The Japanese have begun to land!"

    "you sure?"

    ¡°I observed it with my own eyes!¡±

    "What? Other radar stations also discovered the Japanese fleet!" From the other end of the phone, panicked shouts came, and the phone in Little John's hand fell to the ground.

    The West Coast of the United States, Portland. General Yamamoto held up his telescope and looked at the coastline in the distance. A group of buildings clearly appeared in his field of vision, as if he had not woken up. This is Portland, an inconspicuous city on the West Coast of the United States.  small town.

    Let go of hopeLooking at the mirror, Admiral Yamamoto said to the combat staff beside him: "Order the carrier-based aircraft to immediately carry out coverage bombing of the planned landing point, and the naval guns to approach the coast for intensive shelling!"

    "Twenty minutes later, the landing troops began their landing attack! Communications officer, send a telegram to His Majesty the Emperor and the base camp, the hurricane has arrived!"

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