Opening game, American Tycoon

Although due to the interception of the US Air Force, the bombing of Fort Grant by the airship force ended in failure, but it did not affect the attack of the imperial army.

Immediately after the troops occupied "Fort Eagle Cave", the offensive troops began to attack the nearby "Fort Major Whitney". The entire Fort Grant consisted of 7 fort groups, large and small.

The ensuing battle was like ants gnawing on a bone, and the troops were gnawing on this hard bone bit by bit.From April 4th to May 7th, after 5 days of fierce fighting, the Imperial Army finally pulled out the last obstacle, and Fort Grant finally appeared before their eyes.

Lying between the Coastal Mountains and the Sierra Nevada, Fort Grant was built on a mountain at an altitude of 1200 meters. The fortress built on the mountain not only has thick surface fortifications, but also goes deep into the hinterland of the mountain.This is the last obstacle to the Great Valley, breaking through this fortress, the entire Great Valley—from the state capital Sacramento to San Franciscans, all cities, will open their doors to the empire.

"This is the last dress of the Golden Goddess..."

Lieutenant General Post, who was in Fort Grant, once again used a telescope to observe the fortifications of the imperial army in the distance. They had already built trenches and other fortifications stretching tens of kilometers under the mountain.

"As long as they rush through here, the golden goddess of California will appear naked in front of their eyes."

As the commander of the Sixth Army, Post racked his brains in order to defend the fortress in the past month, but the imperial invaders didn't talk about martial arts, even if they didn't have the opportunity to use the "God's Scepter", but They will still use long-range heavy artillery to remove the artillery positions on the surface of the fortress, and then use siege artillery to bombard the fortress a little bit, and finally use infantry assault tactics to capture the fortress under heavy artillery fire.

With the new infantry assault tactics and the light submachine guns, their offensive is simply unstoppable.

"General, we still need to further strengthen the strength here."

"Not just reinforcements."

Put down the binoculars, Post said.

"Tell Mike, if he wants me to hold here, I need at least three divisions of reinforcements. In addition, I need at least 300 tanks, long-range artillery, and submachine guns..."

When mentioning the submachine gun, General Post's eyes were full of longing. Before the war broke out, who would have imagined that there would be such a lightweight automatic weapon in the world, one machine gun per person!
Oh, God!
Until now, Post still remembers his admiration when he first saw the submachine gun. It was an absolute masterpiece, but it belonged to the enemy, and it brought unprecedented casualties to the U.S. military in battle, even the bravest American soldiers can't resist the fire of submachine guns. After all, the human body can't resist bullets, let alone the bullets that shoot over like a rubber hose spraying water.

"We need submachine guns, the sooner the better, the reason why the Imperial infantry assault group is unstoppable is because they have submachine guns, God can testify, with submachine guns, we can blast their assault troops out of the trenches..."

Why did Post say that, because from last year until now, almost all the US military will point out that the Daming Devils each have a machine gun. At the beginning, everyone scoffed at this information.

Is it possible to have a machine gun in each hand?

What's more, it is the kind of machine gun that is so light that it can be carried by one person and can accompany infantry to charge into battle on the battlefield.

There is absolutely no such weapon in the world, but it is just a lie fabricated by a group of cowards to cover up their cowardice, but more and more reports make the military have to pay attention to this information.

It wasn't until a few months ago, after seizing a few submachine guns, that they finally knew the existence of this weapon, and they also knew why the empire's assault group was able to sweep the battlefield and run amok on the battlefield.

Almost immediately they made the decision to imitate this weapon.

When he said these words, Post couldn't help sighing.

"God, it's really hard to imagine what kind of enemies we are facing. Tanks, airplanes, machine guns, and submachine guns are all invented by them, and now... these people with submachine guns and tanks The enemy came here just like that, and we..."

Post even said in a tone full of sorrow.

"We can only use the poor and worthless rifles in our hands to resist the invasion armed with aircraft heavy artillery and tank submachine guns. I now feel that we are Indians. Facing them, we are a group of primitive people..."

"Yes, General."

Major General Smith said.

"What we are facing now is a group of invaders armed to the teeth."

Invaders armed to the teeth - this is the title given by American newspapers to imperial invaders, or "Da Ming Devils". It seems that this title perfectly explains why their resistance is frustrated again and again. In the final analysis, only One reason—it's not that the U.S. military is too incompetent, but that the Ming devil's equipment is too advanced.

"Airplanes fly in the sky, and tanks can only be used on flat ground, but this..."

In the Harris machine factory in San Francisco, Harris took out a "short rifle" with a long magazine, and said to George, the general manager of Wells Fargo, in a tone of admiration.

"Submachine gun, it has the same rate of fire as a machine gun, and is as light as a rifle. George, this is the best weapon in the world. An infantryman holding a submachine gun is worth a platoon!"

"It's the same as a machine gun? Where did you get that?"

George asked.

"Yes, it's the same as a machine gun. It's a light machine gun. It was invented by the Daming devils, do you know? Those Daming devils who were armed to the teeth were able to defeat us because of this..."

Patting the sturdy body of the submachine gun, Harris said to George.

"A month ago, I got him from Mike, and he told me that if we want to win the war, we must imitate it, George, you see, now I have successfully manufactured it, and the first batch of 500 submachine guns has also been produced. Delivered to the military..."

Looking at the incredible weapon in Harris' hands, George asked puzzled.

"In that case, why did you come to me?"

Looking at the factory outside the window, George said.

"Harris, you own the largest factory in San Francisco. After the war broke out, you received many orders from the military. It seems that you don't need our help."

"But, George, do you think . . . we can hold California?"

George was taken aback by Harris' rhetorical question, and he immediately shook his head and said.

"I'm afraid only God knows."

"God……"

Harris laughed.

"My friend, I know that you are planning to evacuate here. All of us know that eventually the Ming Devils, or the invaders will occupy this place. Perhaps the final result is to end the war through negotiations at a suitable time. Who You know? Of course we are patriotic, but we are also businessmen, we must consider our own interests..."

When speaking, he pointed his finger out of the window and said.

"I plan to relocate the machines in this factory to the east as much as possible. I will build a new factory in the east. Of course, this will require a lot of money, so I hope you can give me a loan to produce..."

Pointing to the submachine gun, Harris said.

"This submachine gun,"

"What about General MacArthur's order? Now California needs this weapon too!"

Facing George's rhetorical question, Harris shrugged and said.

"This... can only pray for God's blessing! We are businessmen, talking about business! After all, this place will fall soon!"

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