Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 779: Gambling to Shrink the Defense Line



Chapter 779: Gambling to Shrink the Defense Line

Under the dim light of the expeditionary army headquarters, Su Zhengyang's fingers gently stroked the exquisite lighter, and each opening and closing was accompanied by a slight clicking sound, which was particularly clear in this quiet room. His eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate the distant battlefield and look directly at the land that was about to be baptized by war.

"The World Destruction Plan", this name that sounds frightening, has now turned into an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that with the successful implementation of the plan, the Kumamoto Fortress, one of the military hearts of the Fuso Empire, was suffering an unprecedented blow, and the once solid defense line might now be reduced to ruins. This was not only a heavy blow to the enemy, but also a great boost to the morale of the expeditionary force.

"Yamashita Tomoyuki, that stubborn commander, when he finds out that his communications have been cut off and the fortress is isolated and helpless, how anxious and uneasy will his reaction be?" Su Zhengyang pondered in his heart, then his eyes became stern and he gave an order to the staff officer beside him.

"The plan to destroy the world has been successfully completed. I estimate that the Kumamoto Fortress, which Fuso is so proud of, has been almost razed to the ground. Once Yamashita Tomoyuki loses contact with the garrison headquarters in the fortress, he will definitely send troops to rescue and check the situation. What I mean is that our Western Army also needs to put some pressure on them. Pass my order, let the Skeleton Division and the Revitalization Division launch a fierce attack. The First Aviation Division will cooperate with the ground forces to launch an air strike. In six hours, I want to capture the two defensive positions in Fukuoka!"

As his words fell, the entire headquarters became busy instantly, and the telegraph machines clicked, quickly conveying the commander-in-chief's intentions to the front line. The soldiers of the Western Army, whether they were the battle-hardened Skeleton Division or the high-spirited Revitalization Division, all received this heavy order. They knew that the next battle would be the ultimate test of their will and courage.

The soldiers of the Totenkopf Division were as cold and ruthless as their name. They held submachine guns and carried rocket launchers on their shoulders, rushing along the rugged mountain roads, with every step they took showing their determination to win. They faced the enemy's carefully constructed mountain positions, but in front of these fearless warriors, even the strongest defense line seemed fragile.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Revitalization Division launched surprise attacks on the enemy from the flank with more flexible and varied tactics. They shuttled through the artillery fire and smoke, and with precise shooting and tacit cooperation, they gradually disintegrated the enemy's defense system.

In the sky, two bomber formations of the First Air Division roared towards the target area like a dark cloud. The bombs they carried rained down like raindrops, blowing the enemy's positions to pieces. Each air raid was accompanied by deafening explosions and billowing smoke, and the entire battlefield seemed to be covered by a thick curtain of fire.

In Fukuoka City, the atmosphere at the Kyushu Army Headquarters was so heavy that it almost froze. Yamashita Tomoyuki, the iron-blooded commander, could not hide his inner anxiety and restlessness. He paced back and forth in the small command room, and every step seemed to be on invisible flames, burning his reason and calmness.

Outside the window, it was dark, but the lights of Fukuoka City did not bring any warmth or comfort. On the contrary, in the distant sky, the black mushroom cloud rising from the direction of Kumamoto Fortress was like the fangs of a devil, tearing at everyone's heart.

It was more than just a cloud; it was a symbol of destruction and despair, announcing that the empire's proud fortress had suffered unprecedented damage.

"Commander! An urgent battle report came from the defense line in the Yili area in the west. The enemy suddenly launched a fierce offensive. Positions 1 and 2 of Yili Changjin Mountain have been lost one after another!" A staff officer hurried into the command room with a trembling voice. This battle report was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yamashita Fengwen's heart hard.

He suddenly stopped, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, which was anger, unwillingness, and a deep insight into the future. "The Chinese army on the west route has been confronting us for half a month, but suddenly launched an attack at this moment... This is by no means accidental."

Yamashita Tomoyuki said in a deep voice: "This means that their southern army has achieved a breakthrough. The Kumamoto Fortress... is probably in danger." His voice was low, but it couldn't hide the unspeakable heaviness.

“Commander! How is this possible?! Our Kumamoto Fortress was built by the Empire at great expense and with countless efforts. It is known as an impenetrable line of defense…” An adjutant could not help but retort, but his voice became weaker and weaker. Apparently, even he himself realized the cruelty of this fact.

Yamashita Fengwen turned around and stared at the adjutant with a sharp gaze. "That's enough! Stop deceiving yourself!"

He shouted, his tone both accusing and helpless. "The level of military technology demonstrated by the Chinese army has repeatedly refreshed our cognition. They have weapons that we can hardly imagine, and they are able to launch an attack of such a scale. This is by no means accidental."

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil. "Notify the frontline troops to immediately implement the second combat plan - shrink the defense, abandon the outer positions, and gather all troops towards Fukuoka City. We must conserve our strength and prepare for the next battle."

As Yamashita Tomoyuki's order was issued, the entire headquarters became busy again.

Inside the expeditionary army headquarters, the lights were soft but bright, illuminating the entire space. On the wall hung a huge strategic map, with dense arrows and symbols marking it, recording the ever-changing battle situation. At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Enter!"

As the door slowly opened, a stern-looking officer in a neat military uniform walked into the room. His steps were steady and powerful, revealing a soldier's unique competence and courage. He was the head of the intelligence department, holding a sealed telegram in his hand, with anticipation and urgency in his eyes.

"President... no, Commander-in-Chief," he quickly corrected his slip of the tongue, obviously aware of the rigor that should be maintained on this occasion, "We have just received a secret telegram from our internal accomplice, General Okamura Yasuji. The content is extremely important, and I think you need to personally review it."

Su Zhengyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that at this critical moment, any intelligence from the enemy camp could be the key to determining the direction of the war. He nodded slightly, signaling the other party to hand over the telegram.

After receiving the telegram, Su Zhengyang immediately began to review the content in detail.


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