"Let's start" Breman's eyes were full of murder, in the face of war, everything can be non-existent, only orders are the most important and must be obeyed. Brayman knew that a large number of Tokyo civilians would die in the Flame Operation, but Zhao Zhi had already made it clear in the order that they only had two days, and after two days, Zhao Zhi had to hear the news of the Jewish forces taking over the Imperial Palace, otherwise the landing operation on the Japanese mainland would be a complete failure.

Although he didn't know why his boss was so eager to take Tokyo, he knew that there must be a reason for this, because his boss never seemed to make a bad decision, and he didn't joke with the lives of his soldiers. At Breman's order, the officer on duty in command of the artillery team waved his flag vigorously, and more than a dozen mortars on his side rang out non-stop, and more than 15 incendiary bombs were fired out by mortars, landing in a civilian residential area thousands of kilometers away from here.

"Boom" flames rolled out of the house hit by incendiary bombs, these flames are different from ordinary fires, the flames that roll out of the house are like magma erupting from the ground, wherever it is touched by sparks, it will burn and then become a new firehead. As Operation Blaze unfolded, there were more and more fires in front of the Jewish troops, and Breman was better at the downwind, but the Japanese volunteers in the upper hand were miserable, because they had to endure not only bullet shots, but also fire and smoke, and many of them would die of suffocation in the smoke.

"Go ahead, inform the artillery team to continue the attack with incendiary bombs." Brayman lay lazily in his rocking chair, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and seemed to be extremely idle. As the smoke drifts into the city of Tokyo, half of Tokyo is enveloped in smoke, and the Japanese volunteers who are enveloped in smoke will be caught in a dilemma.

The Volunteers were improvised militia units that lacked thermal weapons and struggled to survive in the smoke that could choke people. The leading officers had no choice but to charge, and the volunteers, holding rudimentary cold weapons and shouting Long live the Emperor, came out of the smoke and went straight to the line of defense of the Jewish troops. The Jewish army was not surprised by the Japanese charge, because no one could stay still in such a neighborhood, not even those wearing gas masks.

"Steady, steady" The junior officers of the Jewish Army moved back and forth on the defensive line, shouting loudly to their respective soldiers, in the face of the menacing volunteers, they should not have panicked when using Garand, but not everyone has the same psychological quality as Breman, in front of civilians using cold weapons, many soldiers in the Jewish Army are unwilling to pull the trigger. The soldiers weren't afraid of war, they just couldn't bear to shoot at the civilians, so Breman had to order the Volunteers to get closer and fight, unless the soldiers who had words in their mouths would rather lose their lives, they could only follow the order to shoot.

The Japanese who were the fastest in "fire, fire" had already rushed to a position less than 50 meters away from the Jewish defense line, and the officers of the forward line came down to open fire, and in the face of the hideous Japanese, those Jewish soldiers who did not want to shoot had no choice but to pull the trigger, otherwise they would lose their lives. There were no machine guns, no artillery fire, the Jewish troops only used rifle fire, and the Jewish soldiers became sharpshooters at close range, and the volunteers who shouted "Long live the Emperor" could only wander around 100 meters away from the Jewish troops' defense line, and when they entered the 100-meter range, they were the place of death.

The regular Japanese soldiers assigned to the Volunteers had machine guns and grenadiers, but they were no match for the Jewish snipers, and the sniper rifles without silencers could shoot at a distance of more than 700 meters, and now they only killed targets at a distance of 300 meters, which was nothing to these skilled Jewish snipers. Without the fire support provided by the soldiers of the regular army, these sword-wielding volunteers were not much better than the samurai of the shogunate era, and they did not have the capital to defeat thermal weapons.

Batch after batch of volunteers fell in front of the Jewish lines, and the suffocating smoke and fire forced them to continue charging like dead soldiers, "Fire, fire, you cowards, if you don't kill them, you will die." The junior officers of the Jewish Army shouted loudly, pushing the soldiers back into their positions because they were vomiting, and forcing them to continue shooting at the charging volunteers.

The sound of roasted bean-like shooting lasted only two minutes, and more than 4,000 volunteers fell in pools of blood, and many more wounded volunteers lay in the pile of corpses, screaming and moaning. "The troops moved forward and then proceeded with the incendiary attack." Satisfied with this result, Breman had already divided his 30,000 Jewish troops into 10 teams of 3,000 men, and marched along many passages towards the city of Tokyo, believing that soon they would be able to see the gates of the Imperial Palace.

The Jewish forces had not only incendiary bombs, but also light armoured vehicles and American light tanks, and the heavy equipment that had just been moved from the port would be the guarantee of their continued advance. Tanks and armored vehicles trailing black smoke from their tails slammed through the sparkling ruins, and a large number of Jewish soldiers marched down the block with the tanks and armored vehicles. The addition of Jewish troops brought the already precarious city of Tokyo to the brink of collapse, and the combat troops drawn from elsewhere by Hideki Tojo were still on the road, and the Guards Division guarding the city of Tokyo had been torn apart by Zhao Zhi's mercenary troops, and they could not effectively protect the city of Tokyo.

"What should I do?" In front of Tojo Hideki and Konoe Fumima is a grim situation, the emperor and the imperial family were captured, almost all the cabinet members have also become prisoners of the other party, Tojo Hideki's messenger has entered the palace many times to negotiate with the thunderous people, but the other party is biting the conditions and does not let go, that is, he wants to take Kyushu Island. The division of Japan's territory, in exchange for the emperor himself, could not agree to such conditions, not to mention that Thunder still wanted Kyushu Island, which made it difficult for Tojo Hideki and Konoe Fumima to make a decision.

"You emperor is not good, look at your subordinates who don't want to take you out early, they are deliberately letting us kill you." Zhang Hua had a cigarette in his mouth, and the whole person was nestled in the recliner, enjoying the afternoon sun, although there was a burnt smell in the air, but Zhang Hua's face was clearly a very enjoyable expression. Emperor Hirohito stood, standing like a crooked neck tree, standing beside Zhang Hua, and the dozen or so palace attendants who were captured by the commandos were tied to the ground one by one.

Flicking the remaining cigarette butts out with his fingers, Zhang Hua got up and said to Emperor Hirohito with a smile, "Don't worry, as long as your subordinates are not too excessive, I will ensure your lives, but if they don't want to live in peace with us, I don't mind killing all of you." When Zhang Hua's popped cigarette butt hit the ground, the commandos in the courtyard rushed up and dragged out the dozen palace attendants sitting on the ground. Zhang Hua couldn't get a reply from Konoe Wenma for a long time, so he was a little anxious, killing these palace attendants was to force Konoe Wenma and them to reply.

The corpse with its throat slit hanging upside down outside the palace gate was a demonstration and a tactic, and Zhang Hua believed that the Japanese military top brass outside the palace would soon make a choice, because it was now two cabinet members who were being escorted out of the palace gates. "Lu Xiang, the outside has to make a choice, they just killed more than a dozen of the emperor's close attendants, and now it is two cabinet members who are escorted out of the palace, I think they will kill all the people in the palace one by one, as long as we don't reply, they will keep killing." Konoe Fumima couldn't hold it in the first place, he wasn't a soldier, and he didn't have the thick nerves of Hideki Tojo.

Zhang Hua's hand was indeed effective, and in the face of Konoe Fumima's insistence, Tojo Hideki finally had to agree to send a negotiator to the palace to make final negotiations with Zhang Hua, and this time the representative sent went with sincerity. "You have carried out more than a dozen attacks on the palace in a row, but all of them have been repelled by us without exception, I have already said that I want you to show your sincerity, you better go back and discuss it carefully." Zhang Hua knew the truth of wanting to get away with it, so he immediately threw the list brought by the messenger on the ground, and then drove the person out.

In fact, Zhang Hua's heart was already happy, and the list brought by the messenger clearly stated that the Japanese army would withdraw from Jeju Island, and the city of Tokyo would also stop resisting, as long as Thunder could guarantee that the US fleet would stop landing in Tokyo Bay, the Japanese side would sit down and negotiate with Thunder about Kyushu Island, and during this period, the Japanese army would stop all military activities, including the Chinese battlefield.

"Immediately send a telegram to my husband, saying that the first phase has been successful, and the Japanese side has been in a mess, asking if the next action has begun." Zhang Hua immediately sent a telegram to Zhao Zhi, forcing the Japanese side to make a face-to-face statement, which was only the first stage of the whole plan, and the next step was to express Zhang Hua's goodwill to release a few inconsequential Japanese high-level officials, and at the same time paralyze the other side and buy time for the arrival of 200,000 reserve troops.

"Maintain the airdrop zone, and I will be airborne in Tokyo tomorrow." Zhao Zhi's reply came quickly, but the content of the reply made Zhang Hua uneasy. When they captured the palace, they had already regarded themselves as dead people, but Zhao Zhi was going to risk his life at this time, how could this not make Zhang Hua worried. But Zhao Zhi has always been a word in the thunder, everyone has been accustomed to following his orders, the only thing Zhang Hua can do now is to pray for life and worship the Buddha, and pray that God will bless his husband on this trip smoothly.