"Nani? What is that? "Yamada, who swooped down from the clouds, found a black spot on the surface of the sea, and another, and as the distance decreased, Yamada, who was in charge of aerial reconnaissance, found more small black spots on the surface of the sea. It certainly won't be a fishing boat, although it's just after dawn, and the fishing boat that goes out to sea won't go to sea or return to sea on such a large scale, Yamada, who is anxious to clarify the situation, pressed down the handle and lowered the flight altitude, he wants to find out.

"Oh, Yaga." Yamada, who was diving at high speed, quickly pulled up the handle to make the plane regain its altitude, and the small black dot on the sea surface had been clearly seen by him, it was a fleet of ships flying the German flag, although those ships looked like just ocean-going freighters, but Yamada noticed something strange in them. The Germans are now inextricably linked to the Soviets, and it is no longer a secret that the United States helped Britain and France land in France, so it is impossible for the German-flagged ocean-going fleet to appear in the East China Sea, and they cannot escape the interception of the US Navy at all.

"Nani?" Yamada's eyes widened as he flew over one of the freighters, and two turrets abruptly rose from one of the freighters directly in front of him, which Yamada recognized as double-barreled anti-aircraft guns equipped with ground troops. The two anti-aircraft guns loaded on the deck of the freighter spat out orange-red tongues of fire more than a foot long, and Yamada, who was flying towards the wound of the freighter, closed his eyes in despair, so close at a distance, he could not escape the fire net woven by the salvo of the two anti-aircraft guns.

The reconnaissance plane hit by the anti-aircraft guns turned into a ball of fire and fell into the sea, several Lang flowers flipped over, and Yamada, together with his beloved reconnaissance plane, sank to the bottom of the sea like a boulder. The sailors with big shoulders and round waists poured onto the deck for a while, and all traces of the battle just now disappeared as the two anti-aircraft guns slowly lowered, and if it weren't for the smell of gunpowder left behind by the firing of shells on the deck, no one would have known that there were two anti-aircraft guns hidden under these two movable decks, and they had just destroyed a Japanese reconnaissance plane.

The German-flagged Rota fleet had left the coast of Vietnam three days earlier, and had been dodging Japanese reconnaissance planes and ships along the way, otherwise they would have rushed to Jiaodong. The 30 large converted freighters loaded with 200,000 soldiers of the mixed army, crowded into the cabin like canned sardines, were definitely not pleasant, but once in the cabin, everything was up to them, and it was the Jewish soldiers who could not understand the vernacular who escorted them.

After carefully bypassing Okinawa, the fleet headed north for Jeju Island, where Yamada, who was part of the Japanese Air Force in Shanghai, discovered the fleet when it had returned from Jeju Island without a result, and the fleet was only 50 nautical miles away from Jeju Island. After receiving the communication signal, the fleet that continued to go north saw the ships that had rushed to guide the destination from a distance, and the lightning symbol unique to the thunder was hung on the ship, which was a small ship that Zhao Zhi had snatched from the Thais, and they had been responsible for the reconnaissance and warning mission in the waters around Jeju Island. The incendiary bombs and aerial bombs that fell from the sky "boom" and "boom" turned Nagasaki, which had long been in ruins, into a sea of fire again, and the defenders who had not received the order to retreat could only choose to escape into underground bunkers and fortifications in the face of the powerful air raids coming in broad daylight, and the entire Nagasaki coast had become the exclusive performance venue for the Thunder fighter troops, and the Japanese coastal troops who had stubbornly fought back a few days ago had disappeared. Anti-aircraft fire, bunker trenches, artillery positions, these are the main targets of air raids and bombardments by the Thunder fighter units, and they are even so bored that they make the roads along with the coast their main targets.

"Let's go" Before the mixed soldier who slid down the cable onto the landing craft could sit down his ass, the mercenary piloting the landing craft activated the motor and headed towards the smoke-filled coast of Nagasaki. Zhao Zhi did not use Nagasaki Port as the landing ground, and in the case of losing the traces of the defenders, the coastal tidal flats around Nagasaki Port would become the landing ground of the mixed troops, and the premise was that the fighter plane unit must be able to suppress the counterattack of the Japanese coastal troops. Finally, the Japanese coastal troops began to counterattack regardless of life and death, and the interception fire formed by the salvo of large-caliber heavy machine guns caused heavy casualties to the landing craft.

"Up, up, up, go kill them and take everything from them." A landing craft with a pyrotechnic mark rushed onto the beach, and the Thai interpreter who equipped the landing craft roared loudly, pushing the mixed soldiers huddled together like chickens out of the landing craft, throwing the rifles and knives they left in the landing craft onto the beach, and then driving the landing craft with the mercenaries driving the landing craft without turning around and leaving. Of the 200,000 mixed soldiers, only 100 landing craft were transferred to them for landing, and before the entire port of Nagasaki was taken, those ships could not dock at all, so they could only rely on these 100 landing craft to go back and forth to land the landing force.

Zhao Zhi prepared 38 rifles and a small number of machine guns and mortars for the 3,000 mixed soldiers who landed first, and with the cooperation of the fighter troops, these 3,000 people should be able to take the entire port of Nagasaki, as long as the cargo ship can sail into the port of Nagasaki, a large number of mixed soldiers on board can set foot on Japanese territory. "Let's go up, watch ours." Several speedboats with long Langhua in tow at the tail washed up on the beach, on board were three mercenary squads prepared by Zhao Zhi for the landing battle, the mercenary squads that had been armed to the teeth by Zhao Zhi were not comparable to the mixed soldiers and the Japanese army, and the 12-person formation could at least exchange fire with the squad-sized Japanese army head-on.

The Bazooka rockets fired by the "boom" "boom" mercenary squad uprooted the Japanese firepower points guarding the periphery of the port one after another, and the already weak Japanese firepower became even more powerless. The 3,000 mixed soldiers poured into the harbor in the smoke, inspecting the wreckage of buildings and fortifications one by one under the guidance of the mercenaries, and after encountering weak resistance, the mixed soldiers who had tried the taste of killing gradually began to lose their nature, and in their sight, except for the mercenaries with lightning bolts on their arms and their companions in black clothes, everything that could move was their enemies.

The smell of blood gradually enveloped the entire port, and the Japanese soldiers who survived the air raid were found and chopped into meat sauce one by one by the mixed soldiers with long knives, and some of them faced off with bayonets and cold weapons of the mixed soldiers, but unfortunately their numbers were too small, and in the face of long knives that were several times or even dozens of times their size, only death awaited them. The landing continued, more mixed soldiers were transported from the freighter to the coastal flats, and the crazy excitement of the companions was full of blood, and these guys with a murderous nature in their blood were bloodshot, and one by one they poured into the harbor with long knives, without the guidance of mercenaries at all.

"Zhao, you are a demon, you banished 200,000 devils from hell to the island of Kyushu." Ike, the American who commanded the fleet, kept drawing crosses on his chest, and what was happening in the harbor was clearly seen by him with a telescope, and the Vietnamese and Thais who were holding bloody knives and roaring were the demons from hell, and Zhao Zhi, who had already boarded the command ship and was standing behind him, had no intention of unleashing these devils.

Zhao Zhi shrugged his shoulders indifferently, took out a cigar and handed it to Ike, and said nonchalantly, "Dear Captain, can you bear to watch all of you young people in the United States die in this damn war?" I'm sure you've learned about the current situation in the Philippines, you U.S. Marines are in a very bad situation, I'm helping them now, as long as half of the Japanese mainland falls, the emperor of Japan will have to announce a complete surrender, otherwise those Japanese troops will be international refugees without a country. ”

Taking the cigar handed by Zhao Zhi, although Ike was still a little uncomfortable, he had already agreed with Zhao Zhi's statement in his heart, killing could not solve the problem, but if the killing in front of him could prevent the continuation of the war, everything Zhao Zhi was doing now would not only not be called a demon, but would be called a great good by the world. "Well, I agree with you, I'll lead the fleet to send the rest of your troops here from Vietnam as soon as possible, just hope that these ragtag soldiers of yours will try to do as little as possible against innocent civilians." Ike knew that Zhao Zhi himself could not completely restrain these soldiers who could only use cold weapons, but he still didn't want to see more civilian casualties.

"Well, I'll grant your request." Zhao Zhi lit a cigar for Ike with a lighter, but he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, the fleet would return to the coast of Vietnam immediately after unloading the 200,000 mixed soldiers, and how would they know what was happening on the shore if they would not go ashore. "Look, my soldiers have taken control of the harbor, captain, you can order your fleet to get ready to sail into the docks." Zhao Zhi, who was delighted, suddenly pointed to the port full of fireworks and smiled, Ike looked in the direction of Zhao Zhi's finger, and a flag with a lightning sign was slowly rising from the port.

The Nagasaki landing, which had been planned by Zhao Zhi for a long time, went so smoothly that it was unbelievably strange, so that Zhao Zhi wondered if this was a trap set by the Japanese army, until the reconnaissance plane sent out came back to report that a large number of Japanese troops had been found in the direction of Fukuoka, and Zhao Zhi dared to order 2,000 mercenaries from Jeju Island to come to Nagasaki to cooperate in the battle.

Zhao Zhi didn't know why the Japanese army's support for Nagasaki had not arrived for a long time, but he knew that this was an opportunity for Thunder, and only by pulling the battle line to the Japanese mainland would Jeju Island become a large rear to survive, otherwise when the Japanese army woke up and gathered heavy troops to attack, Jeju Island could only become a memory in the history of the Thunder War.