Chapter 192 192 Climbing New Heights
When Charlotte went out, she was in a wheelchair again as usual.
As a goddess, she can actually forcibly make her paralyzed lower limbs function again by using her blood power, so her campaign team has also seriously considered whether to let Charlotte run for election with a more "sound" image. But in the end, Charlotte vetoed the proposal.
"Successive presidents have used their strength and health as selling points, and voters are no longer surprised. No matter how I behave like a normal person, I will definitely not be able to give the impression to the public as the long-legged Lina who ran 300 miles a day to work at the White House, right? She said to her campaign team, "Moreover, although I can stand up or something, it puts a lot of pressure on me mentally and affects my daily work." If Long-legged Lina hadn't insisted on running long distances to gather people's hearts, she wouldn't have been defenseless in the face of the slave Hunter Assassins. β
Long-legged Lina, the only female president on President's Hill, once single-handedly stormed the Confederate positions in Pittsburgh, wielding an enlarged version of an Indian tomahawk in her magic armor, killing Pickett's Confederate troops before they could charge.
Such a goddess, because she wanted to engage in image engineering, was mentally exhausted and neglected to take precautions when watching the play, and was assassinated by an assassin in the south with a poisoned bullet, and went down in history as the first goddess in the history of the world to die from a gunshot.
So Charlotte will never repeat the mistakes of the past, but after the public has become accustomed to her disability, Charlotte doesn't mind standing up unexpectedly at some point to achieve the publicity effect.
There is an exclusive passage from Charlotte's VIP room to the ship's magic workshop, and Charlotte's wheelchair can pass through this passage in less than half a minute, because no one meets Charlotte at the door, and her attachΓ©s are waiting at the entrance on the side of the magic workshop that is open in the exclusive passage.
"The fleet is turning, preparing to enter the Gulf of Tonkin." The military liaison officer in military uniform reported to Charlotte in place of Marshall, "The Japanese side still took advantage of the night last night to lay mines, and our minesweepers are opening a way for the fleet in front, and there may be explosions, so don't worry." β
As soon as he finished speaking, an explosion came through the open ventilation window of the Magic Workshop.
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Awakened early in the morning by the sound of explosions, he rushed out of the hut where he was staying and looked in the direction from which the explosion had come, and then he saw a large number of warships heading in the direction of Tokyo Bay, and the water column in front of the fleet from time to time was the source of the explosion.
"Well played!" Injiro raised his right hand and waved, "Hit them hard!" β
At this time, a voice came from behind him: "Don't shout, it's not our shore artillery firing, our shore artillery has almost been wiped out in the past few days." β
Injiro turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a rotten, oil-stained military uniform and a scruffy beard walking towards him. Injiro judged that the middle-aged man was probably four to five years older than himself, and the military rank - the military rank Injiro couldn't recognize it, maybe the kid who lived next door to his hometown and thought about taking the military school all day long could recognize it, and he Injiro couldn't recognize him as a person who traveled around doing small business.
"Call me a great friend," the middle-aged officer said at once when he saw Injiro's concerns, and at the same time took out his cigarette case and handed one to Injiro, "Come, today's rations." β
Injiro thanked him again and again, then took out a match and lit it for himself and Otomo.
"Brother Otomo, if that's not shore artillery, then what the hell is exploding? Could it be that the American ships themselves ......"
"Of course not," Otomo shook his head, spitting out a smoke ring from his neck, "That's the mine laid by the Navy Death Squad last night." β
"That ......"
"It's a pity that there will be no results, the Americans are using the minesweepers of the war queens equipped with full defense equipment to hit those mines, and soon a passage will be opened in the sea, and those mines are just giving the Americans less low-level war queens who can be put into the battlefield." Otomo shrugged his shoulders - this action seemed quite American to Injiro, "Although it is not completely useless, it is not so great that it is worth cheering." β
Injiro was silent for a while, and then solemnly asked the officer he had just met: "Brother Otomo, I have a question that I don't know whether to ask or not, this battle situation ......"
"Japan is finished." Otomo directly interrupted Injiro's words, "I am a soldier, I can only continue to lead the troops to guard here, and what awaits us is either to surrender to the Americans at the end of the war, or to be blown to pieces by the Americans' artillery, and these two endings are gone." And you, as a civilian, please do your best to survive, this country is finished, so don't be incited to the battlefield by the politicians of this country, it is just a waste of life, there is no meaning. β
Injiro looked shocked, he didn't believe that these words came out of the mouth of an officer, and after being stunned for a long time, he thought of a possibility, so he asked, "Are you ......?"
"That's right, I'm in the same group as the Revolutionary Party that was chased all over the streets by the Tegaoke gang a while ago, but I'm not very firm, I think that my mentor's judgment of Japan's fate is wrong, and now it seems that I was deceived by the Japanese government and the military department." Otomo took another puff of his cigarette, and his face looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle was full of vicissitudes, "When I found this, I couldn't get out of it." On the first day of the shelling by the Americans, I killed twenty of my subordinates and wounded thirty-six others, and a heavy artillery shell from an American cruiser hit our core fortress directly, and the fortifications that were originally built improvised could not stop the bombardment of the heavy naval guns at all, you see that is the ruins. β
Otomo raised his hand and pointed to a burning building on the shore that was no longer recognizable.
"We used the original building and the fortified bunker, and the whole battalion worked hard for fifteen days, and it was gone in a bang. Do you know what that feels like? After the shelling was over, I took the rest of my men to dig them out one by one and put them together, and many of them vomited directly, and some rushed to the beach and shouted at the cruisers who stayed on the surface of the sea to observe the situation. But what's the use of this, people don't even know that they blew up these people, war is no longer the samurai game full of honor in the past, casualties are just data on paper, unless there are people close to you, otherwise you don't feel it at all. β
Injiro was completely speechless, and he looked at the ruins left by the shelling of the Americans, and involuntarily thought of his sister Sakura again. My sister is not married yet, and she supports the family in her hometown alone, and I wonder if she has escaped this terrible catastrophe.
While Injiro pondered, Otomo continued: "As for me, I have made up my mind that if the Americans land, we will fight them to the end. It has nothing to do with my beliefs, my outlook on life and values, it's just that behind me stand the souls of my comrades who died in the fire of the American army, and they don't let me be a coward. But if the war is over if the U.S. troops don't land and don't appear within range of what I can attack them, then I'll be glad without shame, and then I'll start thinking about things like the future of Japan. β
Injiro turned his head to look at Otomo, smiled at him and said, "Those of you who have read a lot of books think that the problem is complicated, and I can't compare." I just want to live to find my family, and I just want everyone to be well. β
Otomo looked at Injiro's ugly face in surprise, and after being silent for a long time, he smiled, and then he reached out and patted Injiro on the shoulder: "I don't know what exactly you're going to do, but there are still some supplies in the bunker we are stationed in now, and we can share them with you, which will definitely help you on your journey in the future." β
"I'm going to Tokyo, is there any way you can give me a ride?" Injiro asked.
Otomo nodded: "This is easy to do, after nightfall, our supply truck will return to the supply center in Yokohama, and it can give you a ride." Or you will stay with us for a day and help us repair the fortifications, and you will have to pay for the journey. β
"Okay, do it."
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South of the Kii Suido, battleship Nagato.
The top echelons of the Japanese Combined Fleet gathered on the bridge of the Nagato, and the huge bridge was so crowded that it was almost impossible to stand up, and it was full of navy dresses as far as the eye could see.
All the senior generals of the Combined Fleet were fully dressed, as if they were going to participate in the parade. The Commander of the Combined Fleet, Nobu Sueji, sat in the middle of the group of officers, holding the scepter of the Admiral, the honor bestowed upon him by the Naval Command Headquarters last night when it approved his plan.
"The lookout post reported that no enemy reconnaissance aircraft were found."
"Good."
"The feint fleet sent a secret telegram, and the enemy submarine made contact with them again."
"I know it." After the last letter finished speaking, he sighed softly, "The officers of the feint fleet are all good. β
"Yes, there are no complaints when they receive this kind of task as a dead soldier, they are worthy of the title of Yamato man."
Nobumasa Sueji nodded, and then said to the adjutant, "Turn on the megaphone, and I'm going to lecture the whole ship." β
"Yes."
After the microphone was delivered to the last Shinmasa, he slowly stood up and spoke loudly into the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, you are participating in an unprecedented battle, even if this battle cannot change the fortunes of Japan, but the glory you left behind will be remembered by the surviving Japanese people!" We have not lost our country, invaders from the mainland occupied the Japanese archipelago for nearly a thousand years, and in the end we still regained our independence!
"Ladies and gentlemen, as long as the soul of Yamato is still there, there will always be a day when the sun will make a comeback, and the brave fight of you and me will become the best portrayal of the soul of Yamato, and will be remembered forever by your and my descendants!
"Now I command! Raise the Z Flag, Target, Oahu! Imperial revival, fight here! β
At the same time, Nobu put down the microphone and said to the adjutant, "Send electricity to the base camp, 'We will climb new heights.'" β
"However, this will break the ...... radio silence"
"It doesn't matter, the goal of attacking the east and the west has been achieved, and the Americans can't catch up with us."
"Your Excellency," said the Black Island Turtle Man at this time, "it can't be like this, we still have to carry out the oil supply operation among us, and the later the Americans find us, the better, Your Excellency!" β
The last letter stared at Kuroshima for a few seconds, and then said, "Well, you're the one who made the plan. β