Age of Rebirth

Marshal Rommel was speechless on the spot. If he dismissed it on the spot, the full-hearted Italian general's request to fight might hurt his peace and mean to look down on his allies, but he knows the fighting power of the Italian army well!

Marshal Rommel was a little annoyed, "The Italians really don't know what is good or bad. Since they are here to make soy sauce, they should be conscious. The honest cat will get it in the rear. Don't get involved in the war, and don't look at your own martial arts. , and still have a single attack direction, and you are not afraid to flash your tongue when you talk big, I will pooh your face!"

Admiral Orozzo looked at Marshal Rommel stubbornly, his fighting spirit was high, "Forget it! Since the Italians want to make a fool of themselves and can't stop them, let them be done!" Marshal Rommel sighed inwardly.

After thinking again and again, Marshal Rommel decided to choose an area with very weak US defense for the Italian army, and to attack the mission in the direction of Phoenix, and told this Italian general who looked like a cockfighting chicken, "General Orozzo, your The task is not only to attack Phoenix, but also to respond to the Japanese army landing from the direction of Los Angeles!"

Admiral Orozzo replied very confidently: "Please rest assured, Marshal, the invincible Italian army will not only capture Phoenix, but may also capture Los Angeles before the Japanese. Welcome us on the beach of Los Angeles. Another ally of Japan—the Japanese army!"

"What?" Marshal Rommel almost jumped up, wishing to slap this guy and wake him up, "General Orozzo, I must remind you that all military operations of the Italian army must be under my command, It can only be carried out, according to our agreement with the Japanese. The Japanese army will take the lead in attacking, so you must not act rashly!"

"That's good!" Admiral Orozzo agreed unhappily, "I hope Your Excellency the Marshal will not forget that the Italian army will undertake its own combat missions!"

Admiral Orozuo left with anger, looking at the back of the Italian general, Marshal Rommel shook his head helplessly, he knew it.Even in the direction of Phoenix, where the U.S. military's defense is weakest, it is impossible for the Italian army to break through the U.S. defense line.

Come to think of it, Marshal Rommel didn't dare to let the Italians get beaten to the bum.I still had to wipe my ass, so I called a staff officer and ordered: "Order General Schuberg, the commander of the Seventh Army, to call out two motorized infantry divisions. The strength of a light infantry division. Deployed in the Italian From behind, once you receive an order from the Army Group Command, immediately replace the mission of the Italian army and capture Phoenix!"

At the beginning of December, although the cold wind from Siberia did not blow to the eastern Pacific Ocean, it was obvious that there was a hint of coldness, and there were large lead-black dark clouds.As if in a hurry, it flew across the sky.Heading towards the South American continent in a hurry, the dark clouds accumulated more and more, covering the originally clear sky, and the sea water turned dark blue against the background.

On the fifth day of the same month, night had not yet fallen, the setting sun was hiding above the thick clouds, and the sun was unable to penetrate the dark clouds, so that on this ordinary day, dusk came earlier, from the Hawaiian Islands to Midway Island, on various Japanese-occupied islands in the Eastern Pacific On board, groups of Japanese soldiers, energetic and full of bloodthirsty desires, lined up neatly, sang the national anthem "The King of Generations", and began to board the ship one after another. The "hurricane landing operation plan" aimed at the United States ,” officially began to implement.

Pearl Harbor in Hawaii, the seat of Japan’s North American Combat Command, is a remote place in the military port dock. Compared with the countless boarding soldiers in the distance, there are only a few people here, and two of them are commanders General Yamamoto, Chief of Staff General Minano, and the rest are two guards.

General Nanye saw off Commander Yamamoto, who was about to leave for the expedition. "Mr. Yamamoto, can't you stay at the headquarters and command the battle?" He said very reluctantly.

"Hahaha!" General Yamamoto laughed heroically, and replied: "Nanye-kun, you also know that all my military career was spent on warships. When the battle curtain opened, you let me stay on land. Wouldn't it deprive me of fun!"

"Take care!" Admiral Nanye knew that he had no intention of changing his best friend's decision, "I will drink at Pearl Harbor and wait for Yamamoto-kun's triumphant return!"

"You have to take care too, Nanye-kun, the command of the Army Air Corps, please leave it to Nanye-kun!" General Yamamoto bowed slightly, and said, "I know, you still have a few bottles in your collection, the good ones you brought from the mainland Sake, wait for me to come back and drink!"

The huge troop carrier formation and escort fleet gradually sailed into the depths of the sea. Standing on the deck of the flagship, General Yamamoto looked around. Thousands of troop carriers formed a huge formation, plowed through the dark blue sea, and broke through the waves. Ten escort warships were cutting through the waves in front of him, and a boundless arrogance suddenly surged in his heart, and he was deeply proud of the strength of the Great Japanese Empire!

In the early morning of December [-]th, the fog had not completely dispersed. Los Angeles on the west coast of the United States was still shrouded in thick fog. The prosperity of the city, ruins and collapsed buildings can be seen everywhere, revealing the depression and desolation under the smoke of war!

The Los Angeles area is the defense area of ​​the No.19 Army Group under the United States West Coast Defense Command. Los Angeles Long Beach has several small hills on the flat sandy beach. The altitude is only more than [-] meters, but it is the only one in Long Beach. At the commanding heights, after the sea fog dissipates, with a telescope, you can see the sea dozens of kilometers away, the masts of the ships on the sea, the chimneys on the ships, and the black smoke coming out.

However, with the continuous bombing of the west coast by the Japanese, the ships on the sea have disappeared. In the only damp cave on several hills, there is a US ground radar station hidden underground, which specializes in monitoring the eastern Pacific Ocean. In terms of direction, any move by the Japanese, this radar station is just one of several radar stations set up by the US West Coast Defense Command.

However, limited by the radar detection technology, the blind spot is beyond the range of [-] kilometers. Otherwise, the U.S. Army Aviation Corps will not be able to suffer repeatedly in the air battle with the Japanese Army and Navy Air Force, and it will basically lose its money. Light.

Corporal John of the radar soldier stared at the stinging eyes, and scanned the radar screen again. There was nothing unusual, but Corporal John knew that in more than 40 minutes, the Japanese bombers and fighter jets, It will come again as scheduled, and repeated indiscriminate bombings will be carried out on Los Angeles, which has become a ruin. I have been watching this situation for several months!

After drinking a cup of ice-cold coffee, he refreshed himself. Sure enough, after more than 40 minutes, moving black dots appeared on the radar screen. "Report to the duty room, report from the ground radar station in Long Beach, the mixed Japanese fleet is attacking again!"

The routine report is really boring. After putting down the phone, he drank the cold coffee. After a while, there was a dull, indistinct sound of the engine in the sky outside. Corporal John looked at the radar screen again. He felt that the number of Japanese aircraft today seems to be much larger than before?

But Corporal John's doubts were only fleeting. It was already past six o'clock in the morning. The thick fog that shrouded Los Angeles gradually dissipated. In the distance, there was the roar of an explosion, "Damn Japan People, aerial bombs seem to be free, and the urban area of ​​Los Angeles is already in ruins, what other targets are worth bombing?" He muttered, cursed the Japanese, and turned a button on the radar console.

However, Little John's eyeballs immediately froze, and he was shocked to find that a large number of dense black dots appeared on the radar screen. There were so many of them that they all overlapped and formed a slow-moving black cloud.

Corporal John Jr., who has served in the army for more than two years, is an experienced radar soldier. He immediately saw that this overlapping black spot was not a Japanese aircraft fleet at all, neither in terms of moving speed nor density. Possibly the fleet.

"What could that be?" Little John shivered, grabbed the binoculars on the table, and ran up to the top of the mountain frantically. Through the lens of the binoculars, he was horrified to find that countless figures appeared on the distant sea covered by dark clouds. The clear mast was covered with black smoke, and the dazzling sun flag was flying on the mast. It was clearly a huge Japanese fleet approaching Los Angeles!

Little John's nervous heart was about to jump out. He ran back to the cave at an unprecedented speed, and panting, he grabbed the phone that was directly connected to the army's war room. He didn't care who the other party was, but he shouted loudly: "Los Angeles Corporal John Jr., a radar soldier at the Long Beach Ground Radar Station, reported that my station has observed an astonishing number of Japanese fleets heading towards Los Angeles, a battle alert, and the Japanese have begun to land!"

"What?" The officer who answered the phone on the other side was obviously terrified, his movements changed, and he shouted, "Repeat it again!"

"Battle alert! The Japanese are starting to land!"

"you sure?"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

"What? Other radar stations have also spotted the Japanese fleet!" A panicked shout came from the other end of the phone, and the phone in Little John's hand fell to the ground.

On the west coast of the United States, in Portland, General Yamamoto held up his binoculars and looked at the coastline in the distance. A building clearly appeared in his vision, as if he hadn’t woken up. This is Portland, an inconspicuous building on the west coast of the United States. small town.

Putting down the binoculars, Admiral Yamamoto said to the combat staff around him: "Order the carrier-based aircraft to immediately carry out cover-bombing on the scheduled landing point, and the naval guns arrive near the coast for intensive bombardment!"

"Twenty and ten minutes later, the landing force began to land and attack! Communications officer, send a telegram to His Majesty the Emperor and the base camp, the hurricane has come ashore!"

(to be continued) (to be continued...)