Rise from the sword

Chapter 666

"Tanaka Tsutomu, Ito Kotaro?"

Gangcun remembered these two people.

Two of the three fastest-rising people in the history of the Locust Army, and the remaining one is Kazuki Yamamoto in front of him.

Although it was a time of war, he was able to be promoted so quickly, which was due to great credit.

The former won consecutive victories in the disastrous defeat of the independent regiment by the locust army, defeated the independent regiment many times, annihilated the viable troops, and seized a large amount of equipment, which greatly boosted morale. of strategic materials.

They are all heroes of the empire.

According to the current development trend, these two people will definitely have the title of general in the future, and they will be on the same level as him and Yamamoto.

Of course, if the Empire has a future.

"What's wrong with them?"

Gangcun was puzzled.

Lieutenant General Tanaka Qin, who led the team to defeat the independent regiment many times, seized a large amount of weapons and equipment, and wiped out a large number of enemies.Kotaro Ito gathered merchant groups to collect massive supplies for the empire.

They all made great contributions to the empire.

Wouldn't it be a little too much for both of them to worry about?

Even if these two people made some benefits for themselves during the period, this is normal. Almost everyone is doing it. As long as it is beneficial to the empire and does not harm the fundamental interests of the empire, just ignore it.

"These two have problems everywhere."

Yamamoto sighed.

"Why do you say that?"

Gangcun's tone was serious.

If there is really a problem with these two people, it is indeed a big problem, a huge problem, and it can be said to be a fatal blow to the empire.

Ito controls the entire empire's Southeast Asian business system and gathers the entire empire's businessmen. Tanaka has nearly [-] divisions under him, and some of them are Class A divisions.

"Although there is no evidence."

Yamamoto paused:
"But don't you find it strange?"

"Why can Ito Kotaro collect so much fuel?!"

"As long as this person takes action, the fuel and food collected are several times more than what the imperial military and various departments have collected together! It seems that there is no difficulty, as if the enemy is deliberately cooperating."

"It is said that it is through the bribery of the insiders of the independent regiment."

"There are moths in any force, but it is not easy to buy those people, but it is easy for him. Even if he is arrested and shot, he will immediately find the next one and buy supplies continuously."

"Even after the Independent Corps began to control various materials, the materials he collected did not decrease at all."

"Don't you find it strange?"

"You mean..."

Hearing this, Gangcun also held his breath:
"Ito is in contact with the enemy. Are those supplies deliberately handed over to Ito?"

He hadn't thought this way before, and probably no one in the base camp thought this way either.

That is 10,000+ tons, hundreds of thousands of tons of materials, including military control materials such as fuel, food, and even medicine. It is hard to imagine that the people who collected these materials have close ties with the enemy.

Even if some of these supplies were indeed released intentionally by the enemy to attract the empire.

"I have no proof."

Yamamoto sighed.

Even up to now, Gangcun, the base camp, all the important ministers, and the locusts are unwilling to believe that the huge amount of supplies was actually released by the enemy on purpose.

They prefer to believe that it is a last resort due to insufficient talents, too many materials, and improper management system.

Of course, this idea is also normal.

After all, this kind of thing is really incredible, and there is no logic, it is not cost-effective.

"And Tanaka Tsutomu."

Yamamoto continued:

"Strange too."

"Why can he win consecutive victories? And he is facing the elite troops of the Independence Regiment. You should be very clear about the gap between the imperial troops and the elite troops of the Independence Regiment."

"One time is acceptable, two times and three times are acceptable, but too many."

"It seems that the independent group is deliberately cooperating with him."

"Ishihara Waner also doubted this matter."

Gangcun shook his head:

"He sent someone to investigate. General Tanaka's achievements are true, and the materials seized are also true. There is no evidence that he has any connection with the independent regiment."

"You feel."

Yamamoto sighed every day:

"Based on the current intelligence strength of the empire and the material level of the independent regiment, they really have a conspiracy. Can the empire find out that Tanaka surrendered to the independent regiment?"

Gangcun's face froze at that moment.

The intelligence network was wiped out and uprooted. The tanks were like being made of mud. There were as many as possible. It was said that they were used as targets. The shells were fired like bullets.

Even, knives made of gun steel appeared on the market on a large scale.

It's the gun barrel.

Zhao Jiayu knife has become a world-class brand.

With such a request, it is easy to hide the annihilation record from the eyes of the empire, and as for the captured things, it couldn't be easier.

"Now."

Yamamoto emphasized his tone:
"Ito has mastered the merchant groups outside the entire empire. Almost all small and medium merchants have contacts with him, and even large financial groups have relatively close contacts."

"Also mastered the transportation system."

"And Tanaka Tsutomu."

"Mastered more than 20 divisions, as well as boot camps."

Hearing this, Gangcun was already dripping with cold sweat, with big beads of sweat rolling down.

"even if."

Gangcun wiped his forehead, his tone trembling:

"But what can they do?"

"Lead the troops to surrender to Li Yunlong? Or become a puppet army?"

"It would be nice if that was the case."

Yamamoto sighed again.

Gangcun was silent.

Although there is no evidence, but if you think about it carefully, there are actually too many things wrong with the various behaviors of these two people, it is incredible, and the probability of problems is very high, but no one thinks about it, or it is useless to think about it.

Unless there is clear evidence, no one can attack the two.

"The current situation of the empire."

Gangcun finally sighed.

Bushido, writing foreign wars into textbooks, seems to be able to create a unified national goal, so that the whole country regards the locust as glory, and regards foreign wars as holy wars, but the actual effect is not good. There are many anti-war people in the country.

The most typical ones are those businessmen who simply ignore Bushido.

Coupled with repeated failures, lack of domestic supplies, economic collapse, large-scale bombing in the past few months, heavy civilian casualties, the country almost collapsed, and the morale of the troops plummeted. There are many people who are dissatisfied with the government and even the locusts. .

Once someone comes out to play chess at this time.

Big trouble.

"Hope it's not true."

In the end, Gangcun could only utter one sentence.

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Number [-] Downing Street.

In a dark basement.

Fatty Qiu was smoking an unlit cigar, staring out the door with a gloomy face.

Although it is in the basement of the Prime Minister's Office, one of the safest locations in London, there are still waves of vibrations in the basement, as if the drums are half dense.

Clearly, Mustache is bombing.

And it's not small.

About ten minutes later, the vibration stopped, but Fatty Qiu was still smoking an unlit cigar, sitting on a chair with a gloomy face, like a sculpture.

The guards at the side didn't dare to say anything when they saw their prime minister's appearance.

After another full hour and a half, an officer ran in:
"prime minister."

The officer handed a copy to Fatty Qiu and said at the same time:

"The target of the enemy's bombing this time is London and its surrounding areas, and the rest of the area has not been bombed."

Fatty Qiu didn't speak, but finally something happened. He reached out to take the report and read it.

The officer continued:

"In this bombing, the enemy dispatched about [-] bombers, accompanied by [-] fighter jets, and dropped a total of [-] tons of bombs. The power plant, the steel plant in the eastern district, etc. were damaged..."

"Collapsed houses..."

"We shot down 47 bombers, 25 fighters, and lost 330 and seven fighters."

Officers quickly and briefly reported the damage.

Although the sun never sets is the sunset empire, but the foundation is still there, and with the support of the local tyrants in the United States, it has gone through several months of fierce bombing battles. Although it failed to stop the bomber fleet of Mustache, it still made great progress.

For example, in just one and a half hours, more accurate statistics of losses, battle results, and casualties were made.

In this era, it is not easy.

As for the battle loss ratio.

After sufficient supplies, Moustache's second-generation jet fighter was finally released. The bomber of the British Empire was interrupted by the bombing. As for the United States, it was still under emergency design.

Coupled with the bomber's ultra-high-altitude bombing combat mode, the battlefield is always in a high-altitude and high-speed state, giving full play to the high-altitude and high-speed advantages of jet fighters.

There are also self-defense firepower nets for bombers.

Fatty Qiu suffered a great loss.

"understood."

Fatty Qiu's face was still gloomy.

While speaking, the cigar in his mouth dropped to the ground, but Fatty Qiu didn't notice it.

At this time he was in a very bad mood.

It's been more than five months.

It has been more than five months since Mustache began bombing the British Empire.

Almost every three days, a wave of planes flew in, nearly 1000 planes each time, and more than 200 tons of bombs fell.A total of [-] bombings were carried out, dropping nearly [-] million tons of bombs.

And every time he shot down more than [-] enemy bombers, the most he shot down more than [-], with an average of [-] bombers shot down each time.

My side loses more than [-] planes each time.

Of course, there are also losses caused by [-] tons of bombs each time.

He didn't know that Mustache had multi-type aircraft, how many pilots, and how long he could last. The other party had almost combined the manpower of the entire European continent, but he knew that the British Empire was about to fail.

Even if there are Americans so far, they can hardly hold on.

The loss is too great.

The enemy bombers have extremely strong self-defense firepower, and they all have 20mm cannons, which caused great losses to the pilots. Half of the pilots of the downed planes would be seriously injured or sacrificed.

Each time it was a loss of nearly two hundred pilots.

Of course, this loss of the British Empire, the American Empire, and the allies can easily bear it.

The biggest trouble is those bombs.

Even high-altitude bombing lacks precision, but it may exceed [-] tons at a time.

Too much.

Many bombs still fell on important targets.

And because of the high-altitude bombing, many bombs floated very far away. There were often anti-aircraft guns, and ground positions, barracks, and outposts were unlucky and hit by heavy bombs.

Half of the mustache bombings were concentrated in London, and nearly a million tons of bombs fell. Now, there is no longer a complete house in the core area of ​​the capital of the entire British Empire.

The surrounding cities are not much better.

The civilian casualties were extremely heavy.

In comparison, the loss of nearly [-] pilots each time can be said to be negligible. If such bombing continues, the British Empire will collapse.

"There must be a way."

Fatty Qiu flashed sharply.

(End of this chapter)