"Tanaka Kotaro, Kotaro Yoto?"

Gangcun remembers these two people.

Two of the three people who have risen the fastest in the history of the locust army, and the remaining one is Yamamoto Kazuki in front of him.

Although it was a time of war, it was a great credit to be able to be promoted so quickly.

The former won successive victories in the crushing defeat of the Locust Army against the Independent Regiment, defeated the Independent Regiment many times, annihilated the living forces, and captured a large amount of equipment, which greatly boosted morale, and the latter collected a large number of strategic materials for the Empire by uniting with the Imperial merchants.

All are heroes of the empire.

According to the current development trend, these two people will inevitably have the title of general in the future, and he will be at the same level as Yamamoto.

If, of course, the empire has a future.

"What's wrong with them?"

Gangcun was puzzled.

Lieutenant General Tanaka Ken, who led the team to defeat the independent regiment many times, captured a large number of weapons and equipment, and annihilated a large number of enemies. Kotaro Yoto, a group of merchants, collects a large amount of supplies for the empire.

They are all great contributions to the empire.

If both of these need to be worried, isn't it a bit too much?

Even if these two people made some benefits for themselves during the period, this is normal, almost everyone is doing it, as long as it is beneficial to the empire and does not harm the fundamental interests of the empire, it is good to ignore it.

"The Evil God"

"There's a problem with both of them."

Yamamoto sighed.

"Why do you say that?"

Gangcun's tone was solemn.

If there is really a problem with these two people, it is indeed a big problem, a big problem, and it can be described as a fatal blow to the empire.

Yin Teng controlled the entire empire's Southeast Asian commercial system, gathered the entire empire's merchants, and Tanaka Qin had an army of nearly twenty divisions under his command, and some of them were also A divisions.

"Although there is no evidence."

Yamamoto paused:

"But don't you think it's strange?"

"Why was Kotaro Yoto able to collect so much fuel?!"

"As long as this person makes a move, the fuel and food collected are several times more than the Imperial Military and various departments have collected! As if there was no difficulty, it was as if the enemy was deliberately cooperating. ”

"It is said that it is through the bribery of the internal personnel of the independent regiment."

"There are moths within any force, but it is not easy to buy that group of people, but it is easy for him, even if he is caught and shot, he will immediately find the next one, and he will continue to buy supplies."

"Even after the Independent Regiment began to control all kinds of supplies, the materials he collected did not decrease in the slightest."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

"You mean..."

Hearing this, Gangcun also held his breath:

"Yin Teng has a connection with the enemy, and those materials were deliberately transferred to Yin Teng?"

He hadn't thought about it this way before, and it was estimated that no one in the base camp was thinking about it either.

That's hundreds of thousands of tons, hundreds of thousands of tons of supplies, including fuel, food, and even medicines and other military-controlled materials, and it is hard to imagine that the people who collected these materials had close ties with the enemy.

Even if some of these materials are indeed deliberately released by the enemy to attract the Empire.

"I have no proof."

Yamamoto sighed.

Even now, Gangcun, as well as the base camp, as well as a number of important ministers, as well as the locusts, do not want to believe that those heavenly supplies are actually deliberately released by the enemy.

They prefer to believe that it is a last resort due to insufficient talents, too many materials, and improper management systems.

Of course, this is also normal.

After all, this kind of thing is just too incredible, and there is no logic to it, and it is not cost-effective.

"And Tanaka."

Yamamoto continued:

"It's weird too."

"Why did he get back-to-back victories? And in the face of the elite troops of the Independent Regiment, the gap between the Imperial troops and the elite troops of the Independent Regiment, you should be very clear. ”

"One time is understandable, two or three times is acceptable, but it's too much."

"It's as if the Independent Regiment is deliberately cooperating with him."

"Ishihara also suspected this matter."

Gangcun shook his head:

"He sent people to investigate, and Lieutenant General Tanaka's achievements were all real, and the seized materials were all real, and there was no evidence that he was connected to the Independent Regiment."

"What do you think?"

Yamamoto sighs daily:

"With the current intelligence strength of the empire, as well as the material level of the independent regiment, they really have a plot, that Tanaka surrendered to the independent regiment, can the empire find out?"

Gangcun's face froze at that time.

The intelligence network was wiped out and uprooted, and the tanks were as if they were made of mud, and it was said that they were used as targets, and the shells were the same as bullets, and before the war began, hundreds of thousands of heavy artillery rounds must have been washed and started.

Even, knives made of cannon steel appeared on the market on a large scale.

It's the barrel of the gun.

Zhao Jiayu knives have become a world-class brand.

With such a request, it is easy to hide the eyes of the empire and forge the record of annihilation, and as for those things that are captured, it could not be simpler.

"Now."

Yamamoto accentuated his tone:

"Yin Teng has mastered the merchant groups outside the entire empire, and almost all small and medium-sized merchants have contacts with him, and even the big consortia have relatively close ties."

"The transport system has also been mastered."

"And Tanaka."

"Mastered more than twenty divisions, as well as boot camps."

Hearing this, Gangcun was already drenched in cold sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans were rolling down.

"Even if it is."

Gangcun wiped his forehead, and his tone trembled a little:

"But what can they do?"

"Lead the troops to surrender Li Yunlong? Or become a puppet army? ”

"If only that were the case."

Yamamoto sighed again.

Gangcun was silent.

Although there is no evidence, if you think about it carefully, there are actually too many things wrong with the various behaviors of these two people, which is incredible, and the probability of problems is very high, but no one thinks about it, or it is useless to think about it.

Unless there is clear evidence, no one can attack the two.

"The current situation in the Empire."

Gangcun sighed at the end.

Bushido, which writes foreign wars into textbooks, seems to be able to create a unified national goal, so that the whole country regards the locust as glory and regards foreign wars as holy wars, but the actual effect is actually not good, and there are many anti-war people in the country.

The most typical are those merchants who don't pay attention to bushido.

Coupled with successive failures, a lack of supplies in the country, a collapse of the economy, and a massive bombardment in recent months, with heavy civilian casualties, the country almost collapsed, the morale of the troops plummeted, and there were many people who were dissatisfied with the government and even the locusts.

Once someone comes out at this time to play chess.

It's a big problem.

"Hope isn't true."

Gangcun could only spit out such a sentence in the end.

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10 Downing Street.

Dimly lit basement.

Qiu Fatzi held an unlit cigar in his mouth and stared out the door with a gloomy face.

Even though in the basement of the Prime Minister's House, one of the safest locations in all of London, you can still feel the vibrations in the basement, like a drumbeat half of the dense.

It is clear that the mustache is bombing.

And it's not small.

After about ten minutes, the shaking stopped, but Qiu Fatzi was still holding an unlit cigar in his mouth, and sat on the chair with a gloomy face, like a sculpture.

The guards on the side didn't dare to say anything when they saw their prime minister.

After another hour and a half, an officer ran in:

"Prime Minister."

The officer handed one to Qiu Fatzi and said:

"The target of the enemy's bombing was London and its surroundings, and the rest of the area was not bombed."

Qiu Fatzi didn't speak, but finally there was movement, he reached out and took the report and looked at it.

The officer continued:

"In this bombing, the enemy dispatched about 1,050 bombers, escorted by 500 fighters, dropped a total of 31,000 tons of bombs, and damaged the power plant, the Eastern Iron and Steel Plant, etc., ·····"

"Collapsed houses..."

"We shot down forty-seven bombers, twenty-five fighters, and lost three hundred and thirty-seven fighters."

The officer quickly and briefly reported the losses.

Although the sun never sets is a sunset empire, the foundation is still there, coupled with the support of American tyrants, after several months of bombing battles, although it failed to block the mustache's bomber group, but there is still great progress.

For example, in just one and a half hours, the losses, results, and casualties can be counted more accurately.

In this big era, this is really not easy.

As for the battle loss ratio.

After the supplies were sufficient, the mustache's second-generation jet fighter was finally released, the British Empire's bombers were interrupted due to bombing, and as for the United States, it was still in emergency design.

In addition, the bomber's ultra-high-altitude bombing combat mode makes the battlefield always in a high-altitude and high-speed state, giving full play to the high-altitude and high-speed advantages of jet fighters.

There is also a net of self-defense fire for bombers.

made the loss on Qiu Fatzi's side very large.

"Got it."

Qiu Fatzi's face was still gloomy.

As he spoke, the cigar in his mouth fell to the ground, but Qiu Fatzi didn't pay attention.

He was in a very bad mood at this time.

It's been more than five months.

It's been more than five months since Mustache began bombing the British Empire.

Almost every three days, a wave of planes flew in, and each time nearly 1,000 planes were more than 1,000 planes, and more than 30,000 tons of bombs fell. In total, there were 60 bombings, and nearly 2 million tons of bombs were dropped.

And each time he shot down more than thirty enemy bombers, the most one shot down more than sixty, an average of fifty bombers each time.

The loss of each time on his side was about 400 planes.

And, of course, the damage from 30,000 tons of bombs at a time.

He didn't know how many planes the mustache had, how many pilots, and how long he could hold out, the other party had almost integrated the manpower of the entire European continent, but he knew that the British Empire was about to be unable to hold on.

Even if there are Americans here, they will not be able to hold on.

The losses are too great.

The enemy's bombers had extremely strong self-defense firepower, and they were all 20mm cannons, which led to great losses of pilots, and half of the pilots of the downed planes were seriously injured or killed.

Each time it was the loss of almost two hundred pilots.

Of course, this loss was easily borne by the British Empire, the American Empire, and the Allies.

The biggest trouble is those bombs.

Even if it is a high-altitude bomb, it lacks accuracy, but it may exceed 30,000 tons at a time.

Too much.

There are still quite a few bombs that have fallen on important targets.

And because of the high-altitude bombing, many of the bombs drifted very far, and often there were anti-aircraft guns, ground positions, barracks, outposts were unlucky and were hit by heavy bombs.

Half of the mustache bombing was concentrated in London, nearly a million tons of bombs fell, and now, in the entire core of the capital of the British Empire, there is not a single intact house.

The surrounding cities are not much better.

The casualties were extremely heavy.

In comparison, the loss of nearly 200 pilots at a time can be described as insignificant, and if the bombing continues like this, the British Empire will collapse.

"Something has to be done."

Qiu Fatzi flashed.