My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

On the afternoon of June 6th…

When news came back that the Yamato fleet had been wiped out, the entire U.S. Navy command was boiling.

On the aircraft carrier, soldiers ran to the deck and cheered, and both pilots and mechanics had smiles on their faces.

Yamato... This ship is affectionately called the proud flagship of the navy by the Japanese. Its huge size and powerful firepower failed to save it from sinking.

Not only that, in addition to the Yamato, this naval battle also sank two light cruisers, nine Toshiba-class destroyers, and six supply transport ships. The Japanese only managed to escape with two destroyers, the Hamada and the Kana.

The number of casualties among fleet soldiers was even more astonishing, including the Yamato alone, and the huge losses shocked the whole country.

The sinking of the Yamato in the sea dealt a huge blow to Japan's military and people's hearts. It also meant that the Japanese navy had completely lost its war strength, and the Japanese Empire was heading for destruction and disintegration.

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At the same time, the expeditionary force headquarters outside the Yangon theater...

Liao Mingyu, who had just sat down to have an after-dinner cigarette, also heard the voice of the system in his mind...

"Ding... The Yamato fleet was destroyed. The flagship Yamato sank at 24:4 this afternoon. In this battle, our side dispatched a total of FU pirate fighters and lost three, including one pilot killed. The strategic goal was achieved and two were obtained. A chance to draw weapons and equipment..."

Liao Mingyu immediately became energetic and the corners of his mouth raised. It was very meaningful to participate in this great historical event.

This news was reported in real time by the system. The real battle situation information should not have been sent back yet, but it does not matter, because the two lottery opportunities that appeared in this matter are the key point.

"Extract immediately!!"

Liao Mingyu shouted excitedly in his heart. The cigarette in his hand indicated that it was no longer fragrant in an instant, and he concentrated on his inner world.

The corrupt and intractable battle situation in Yangon has given Liao Mingyu a headache for several months. The key is that he is reluctant to use the troops he has finally cultivated to fill the pit, which has also led to the stalemate on the battlefield until now.

The Japanese's determination to sink the ship cannot be underestimated. They covered it with heavy artillery fire, carried out carpet bombing, and even used poison gas bombs.

Today's Yangon battlefield has long been turned into rubble, but there are still many Japanese troops surviving in the ruins, and they are still a group of hungry wolves with weapons ready to counterattack.

Take the battlefield in Yangon City as an example. It was invaded several times by the expeditionary force, but in the end it was still driven out by the Japanese.

The entire battlefield covers an area of ​​hundreds of square kilometers. However, the expeditionary force does not have an advantage in strength and cannot effectively control the battlefield. It can only maintain suppression in terms of equipment and firepower.

The Japanese army also dug countless tunnels and underground fortresses under the ruins. Their crazy fighting methods made the frontline soldiers complain endlessly. Often positions they only occupied during the day would be recaptured by the elusive enemy at night.

Moreover, the Japanese army had begun to clear the country long before the expeditionary force arrived, hoarding massive supplies, weapons and ammunition. This was beyond the comparison of the idiots who fled to the islands in the Irrawaddy Delta for the sake of a protracted war.

As Long Wenwen said, the life of a soldier is cheap, not to mention the little devils who are not human beings. Don't look at the planes and cannons exploding every day. These grandsons are like mice trying to survive, no matter how high the casualties are. Some people will survive after all.

A strategy that ignores casualties is definitely rejected. Liao Mingyu still hopes that these troops will help him realize his larger plan after the war. It is not worth killing all the elites now.

The two draws that appear now are hard-won opportunities. If weapons that can change the battlefield emerge, the situation will be clear. "Ding... the first drawing has begun... Congratulations to the host for obtaining the drawings and production data of the American-made C74 transport aircraft, and can establish a supporting production line at the base...

This transport aircraft can provide 125 passenger seats, a maximum load of 21 tons, a maximum flight speed of 528 kilometers/hour, a maximum range of 6500 kilometers, and a single aircraft cost of points..."

Listening to the introduction of the system, Liao Mingyu slowly reviewed the memories in his mind.

He remembered that this thing seemed to be equipped by the US military after World War II. It was also a heavy transport aircraft developed by Douglas, the predecessor of Boeing.

The C74 is also known as the first-generation global overlord. Its excellent flight performance and carrying capacity were unique at the time. In every aspect, it was several times better than the C47 transport aircraft currently in use.

Although it is a bit expensive, this kind of strategic equipment cannot be bought with money. You must know that the Douglas Company of the United States is still in the experimental and first flight stage, and the US military itself has not yet used it, so let him Taste it first.

Without saying anything, Liao Mingyu immediately asked the system to arrange to open new production lines and factories at the Heihe base. Anyway, he is not short of money now. The few mining areas alone can bring him a huge amount of points income every day.

"Ding...Will the host continue to extract weapons and equipment?"

"Of course!"

Wanting to strike while the iron was hot, Liao Mingyu chose to continue without hesitation, and he drew something good as soon as he came, which gave him more expectations.

"The random weapons and equipment are being drawn... Congratulations to the host for obtaining a BLU-82 vacuum bomb, which can be carried and dropped by bombers.

However, because the technical indicators of this weapon are too advanced, it cannot be produced through the base for the time being. The host is requested to make persistent efforts to upgrade the system base to unlock more technological functions. "

"BLU-82? What kind of bomb is this?"

Liao Mingyu was confused for a while. The name seemed to be a new type of aerial bomb, but the specific data system was not mentioned for the first time.

"Ding... The system data is being restored. The data of the BLU-82 vacuum bomb are as follows... The total weight is 6.5 tons and the killing radius is 200 meters. It can form a high-temperature and high-pressure explosive force field above the target, which has great impact on concrete facilities, underground fortifications and armored targets. Good killing effect..."

"This...isn't this a cloud explosion bomb!?"

Liao Mingyu stood up suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Not only was he shocked, but he was also so focused that the cigarette burned his butt to the point where he didn't even notice when his fingers were burned. The pain made him grit his teeth for a while.

"Junzuo? What's wrong?" The staff officer next to him thought something had happened and hurried over to ask.

Liao Mingyu realized that he had lost his composure, waved his hands quickly, turned around and walked out of the command center, and found a relatively quiet place to continue asking questions about the system.

"Uncle System, have we drawn a cloud explosive bomb??"

"Ding...BLU-82 vacuum bomb is indeed a type of cloud explosive bomb, but theoretically it should not appear in this era, let alone be drawn by the host. It is really strange..."

(End of this chapter)