"Meal Hero."

"The former captain of the Xuzhou gendarmerie, a Class B wanted war criminal, a bounty of 1.5 tons of gold."

In Ping'an County, at the bounty center for war criminals outside the second battalion station, nine gringos stood aside very honestly, watching a few soldiers and a staff member check the devil war criminals they had brought.

Don't dare to have the slightest urging.

The uniformed, document-holding female staff member was also not squinting.

This is Ping'an County.

It is the headquarters of the independent regiment.

This group of people was willing to spend gold to reward devil war criminals, and even dared to send troops to South America to arrest the Americans, and directly fired at the Austrian fleet with the support of Britain and the United States, they were just some self-organized bounty mercenaries.

Don't dare to mess with these people.

"Confirm."

Eventually, the female staff member holding the paperwork nodded in confirmation:

"It's a food hero, yes."

"On behalf of the people of the Republic of China, I thank you."

Subsequently, the female military staff member thanked several gringos with fist hugs.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

A few gringos breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and hurriedly returned the salute.

"Dollar or gold?"

The staff's voice changed and went straight to the point.

"Gold! Gold! ”

The man with the big back at the head hurriedly said.

In these years, the war in Europe, the Germans suddenly disagreed, no one could understand the war situation, the Americans printed money like printing toilet paper, the dollar continued to depreciate, and a fool wanted dollars.

"Okay."

The staff nodded, and immediately walked into the camp, leaving only a group of European and American bounty mercenaries who looked at each other.

Such a decisive and neat conversation made several people very uncomfortable.

"They won't pay their bills..."

A few minutes later, under the nervous and worried eyes of this group of European and American mercenaries, a truck drove out of the camp and stopped in front of several people, and a soldier stepped out of the co-pilot and opened the compartment.

"God!"

Several European and American mercenaries suddenly widened their eyes.

Inside the carriage, there were gold bars stacked one by one, and the sunlight reflected through the gold, almost blinding the eyes of a few people.

"Take stock of it yourself."

The warrior pointed to the gold inside, and then took out a document:

"Sign it when it's counted."

At the urging of gold, nine European and American mercenaries worked hard like never before, and in a short period of time, they not only completed the counting, but also carried the gold onto their own trucks, and distributed the spoils by the way.

Half an hour later, nine European and American mercenaries left Ping'an County in three trucks carrying 1.5 tons of gold.

"I really gave gold!"

"It's still enough!"

The man with the big back at the head bit the gold bar in his hand with his teeth, and was surprised that two big characters were written directly on his face.

It's been a long, long time since I've met such a crisp boss.

Moreover, it is still the boss who has an absolute advantage, and they are free to pinch them, and they don't have any countermeasures.

In the past, those employers often used tricks when making payments, paying in inferior national currencies, or paying in installments, and once they had no countermeasures, it was inevitable to temporarily lower prices, and even defaults were common.

According to what they thought before they came, it would be a miracle to be able to get more than 100 kilograms of gold this time.

I didn't expect that...

"This business, happy!"

Big Back screamed in surprise.

"How many people are still on that roster of war criminals?"

The big back licked his lips and looked at his subordinates to the side.

"There are still 21,377 people in charge."

His subordinates are like a few treasures:

"The total bounty is 7,900 tons of gold, of which the highest bounty is Yamamoto Kazuki, the current commander of the devils in the subcontinent, with 100 tons of gold, followed by the devil locust, 20 tons of gold."

"Most of them are in the devil's homeland."

This information is known all over the world, but most people only use it as a joke or a joke.

"A hundred tons."

The big back bared his teeth.

100 tons of gold, if obtained, at the current price of gold, then he will instantly become the richest man in the world, enter the upper class of the United States, and can influence American politics and become a master.

"It's a pity."

The big back is regretful.

There is a saying in China that the big back head agrees with - the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

Although Yamamoto Kazuki was beaten by the Chinese and abandoned his armor, there were still more than 100,000 troops, and they were only forced to make a living, so they had to form themselves and come out to sell mercenaries.

Fighting the regular army is purely looking for death.

The 'food hero' who has just been delivered, also because of an unexpected harvest, this old devil plans to be incognito in South America, they don't actually know each other, originally saw a Japanese, planning to make a profit, but I didn't expect it to be a big fish.

The fat is incredible.

The money for the truck, as well as the travel expenses to China, was paid from this old devil.

"Let's go to South America to recruit people."

The big back raised his gaze and looked into the distance through the shatterproof glass of the car:

"There are very few devil war criminals abroad, but there are not many war criminals in the devil's homeland, and the photos on the bounty order are real enough, let's go and make a big one."

"Yes."

A group of people whose eyes were red and stimulated by the gold agreed.

In this business, each of them only received more than 200,000 US dollars, although each person can buy several planes with this money, but in the United States, they are also a small rich man, and if they want to become a master, where is this money enough.

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Meanwhile.

Northeast.

"Where's the boss?"

In a small county town, several big men met in a restaurant, and one of them looked at a few people and asked.

"Dead."

Another person replied:

"He fled on horseback and was killed by the plane of the Eighth Road. It's the kind of plane with the propeller on its back. ”

"Helicopter!"

The rest of the people felt a chill behind their backs.

Because of the propaganda in the newspapers, they knew about this aircraft.

This kind of helicopter that can fly over the treetops, has a terrifying multi-barreled large-caliber machine gun, can also be bulletproof, and is five or six times faster than a horse, is so terrifying that none of the brothers in the cottage can escape the pursuit of this terrible aircraft.

"Xiao Luo and I went to collect the boss's body, but..."

The man stopped at this point.

The rest of the group fell silent.

They know what's behind the phrase.

That kind of helicopter has a large-caliber machine gun, a bullet can penetrate a bluestone slab five or six inches thick, and can also kill people hiding behind by the way, there have been countless brothers who have died under this kind of machine gun, and the boss is riding a horse, being chased by helicopters, and being strafed by the kind of machine gun that has thousands of rounds per minute, it is conceivable that including the boss's favorite Oriental horses, I am afraid that even a piece of it will not be found intact.

"I didn't expect that."

Someone looked around:

"Dignified mountain carving, actually..."

"What's the solution?"

Someone was indignant:

"When I persuaded the boss to surrender, the boss didn't listen, and he had to pull the brothers to resist, and he didn't want to think about it, there were eight-way planes and tanks, and they all defeated the devils, and even hit the devils' lair, can we deal with it?"

"Hey..."

Suddenly, everyone sighed in unison.

Although they didn't follow the boss to fight against the eight roads, but surrendered in private, plus they didn't commit any major crimes, so they weren't shot, and the boss himself is not a good person, but after following the boss for so many years, he is more or less nostalgic.

Of course, the most important thing is that life is not as good as it used to be.

"What now?"

Someone pulled the topic back to reality.

"I have an idea."

A man with a small head suddenly said:

"Let's go to the devil's land and catch war criminals, as long as..."

"That's a native of the devil, unfamiliar with life, can we do it?"

Someone interrupted immediately.

Although the devils were defeated and driven out, the devils themselves are the devils' nests, and there are as many devils as there are ants.

How strong the little devils are, they have seen it.

"It's all the old calendar."

The person who proposed to go to the devil's homeland raised his tone:

"The little devil is no longer the little devil of the past, do you know, now the devil himself drops more than 10,000 tons of bombs every day."

"Every day?"

"More than 10,000 tons!"

A crowd was shocked.

Back then, the Eighth Road hit their cottage, dropped more than a dozen one-ton bombs at one time, and razed the cottage directly to the ground.

10,000 tons per day.

It is said that the little devil is a few islands, and the area is not large, so the little devil must not sink?

"It's just a lot more, there are reports in foreign and domestic news, and even the combined fleet of devils has been wiped out, and now the devil's homeland is the same as the northeast back then, and it's very chaotic."

"Shhh

There was a sound of cold air being inhaled.

"You've seen the wanted lists, right?"

"Even if it is the most inferior D-level devil war criminal, one is worth a hundred catties of gold, even if it is dead, as long as you can bring the head back, you can get half of it."

The inch-headed man continued.

"A hundred pounds of gold!"

Everyone swallowed their throats in unison.

"And."

The inch-headed man continued:

"As long as you go to the devil's side, the Eighth Road will also give a gun, a bullet, a German Mauser rifle, 300 bullets per capita, and grenades, if the martial arts are good, even give Czech, flower mechanisms."

"Really?"

Everyone breathed heavily in unison.

Farming, it is impossible for them to farm, they don't have much money all year round, but they don't want to go to the construction brigade to work, after all, they were bandits before, and they didn't do anything bad, but there are also a lot of small evils, and they are not allowed to buy and sell in business.

If you don't have money in your pocket, your life will be miserable.

If someone gives guns, bullets, or even machine guns, and goes to the devils to make a fortune, then a hundred of them are willing.

The days of coarse tea and light food every day, is this a human life? It's better to fight, in case you catch a Class C war criminal, save some money and be able to eat and drink well for the rest of your life, if it is Class C, then the kid will have hope for the future.

In case you take shit luck and catch a B-class, or A-class, or even a devil locust, then you will have glory and wealth in this life.

Big deal, it's death.

When I went up to the mountains to do bandits, I was prepared.

"Let's go."

Everyone looked at the inch-headed man in unison.

"Let's go."

Several people did not eat, and immediately walked to the nearest barracks.

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Tokyo.

Underground Prime Minister's Office.

"Prime Minister."

A staff officer said with some excitement:

"The 2nd Division called, they have recaptured Waka, cut off the main port of guerrilla communication with the outside world, and even."

Speaking of this, the staff officer even paused because he was too excited, and his tone was deformed:

"There was also a large batch of grain, more than 150,000 tons, including flour, corn, soybeans, potatoes, etc., and some weapons and ammunition, but they were all light weapons."

It is no wonder that the staff officers are excited, because of the enemy's bombing, the empire's local grain production is only one-third of last year's, and it is not even enough, although the enemy has now reduced the scale of the daily bombardment, but the massive farmland has been destroyed, and the recovery of food is far away.

The most scarce thing in the country is food.

Even satisfying the military and the government is not enough.

These 150,000 tons of grain can be said to be life-saving, and it is simply too timely.

As for light weapons and ammunition, this locust army is not too lacking.

Although the industrial facilities have been severely damaged and can no longer produce artillery, aircraft, tanks, warships can not be repaired, those underground arsenals can still produce grenadiers, mortars, rifles, machine guns, and ammunition can meet the needs of the locust army.

"One hundred and fifty thousand tons."

Konoe Fumiro was stunned.

He should be glad that 150,000 tons of food, a small amount of light weapons and ammunition, and the recapture of Waka, this guerrilla force had captured one of the ports and cut off one of the main routes of communication with the outside world.

But thinking back to what had happened recently, Konoe Fumiro instinctively felt a chill down his spine.

The enemy suddenly suspended massive bombardment, not continuing to drop such terrifying bombs, but only maintaining small-scale air strikes along the coast, destroying factories, railways, ports, etc.

Then nearly a hundred offshore patrol boats were dispatched to patrol and destroy any ship that dared to go to sea, or close to the mainland of the empire, whether civilian or military.

Turn the empire into a complete island.

At the same time, large-scale assistance to the guerrillas began, and boatloads of grain were transported over to give the guerrillas the ability to recruit troops on a large scale, and at the same time to increase direct fire support for the guerrillas in the coastal areas, but not deep into the interior.

In addition, a large number of foreign militants have also entered the territory and provided logistics to these militants.

In addition, he refused his request for contact, and even hinted that he could talk about surrender, but the other party directly refused, and publicly and forcefully stated that he would not let go of any war criminal.

The combination of these incidents made Konoe Fumiro feel the deep malice on the other side.

The bombing stopped, and that was because the empire really had nothing left to bomb, Tokyo had become a flat river, and the rest of the cities were no better, so you can imagine the tragic situation of the empire as a whole.

Beginning in June, the opposite bank even began to use incendiary bombardments at large altitudes to bombard farmland at low altitudes, resulting in the destruction of a large number of crops.

Those war criminals wanted on the other side of the strait are all high-level people in the imperial government or the military, and those who are actually in power, from squadron commanders, group captains, to locusts, everyone is wanted, and the attitude of the other side is that they are certain to die, and there is no possibility of negotiation, which is forcing them to continue to resist until the end.

A large amount of food was provided to the guerrillas, knowing that it would eventually fall into the hands of the locust army, but they continued to provide assistance, even in the name of humanitarianism, so that the food needs in the country were no longer so scarce.

However, the contradictions between the two sides have become irreconcilable, and they can only continue to fight.

Although the guerrillas fought the locust army, the locust army could not destroy the guerrillas, and with the entry of foreign militants in large numbers, the entire empire had become a battlefield.

The other party's idea is obvious - to make the empire itself a battlefield, to fight and kill each other until the day when the other side does not want to.

This time the loss of the song was obviously deliberately given up by the other party, in order to give food to the locust army, and to create hatred, so that the two sides continued to kill each other and fight forever.

Otherwise, as long as a few frigates were sent over, the second division could be easily forced back.

"Now..."

Taking a deep breath, Fumiro Konoe looked at the map of the Pacific Ocean and at the approaching American Grand Fleet.

As long as the Americans arrive, as long as the Americans force the other side to retreat, the empire can come out of this rotten situation.

······

"Lao Li... You..."

Zhao Jiayu, looking at the battle plan on the table, the corners of Kong Jie's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally only held back these two subs:

"Ruthless enough."

As for the plan for dealing with the devil's homeland, the new plan that Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang came up with was more chilling down Kong Jie's spine than repeated bombing, shelling, and even the landing of a part of the army.

The little devils have been fighting civil wars for several years, and even a large number of foreign armed forces have participated, as well as those bandits and others in the country have also been thrown in.

This is simply Gu raising.

It has even earned a good reputation through so-called humanitarian aid.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

For the 'compliment' of his old comrades-in-arms, Li Yunlong smiled:

"You just say this trick of mine, okay!"

"I have to say."

Kong Jie's tone changed:

"This move, labor support, is so fucking suitable, and it's exciting to watch."

"Hahaha..."

Li Yunlong laughed proudly.

"That's right."

Before Kong Jie left, he asked Li Yunlong:

"The fleet of the Americans, what are you going to do?"

Nearly 100 elite capital ships of the United States are menacing, forcing the Republic of China to retreat, and they also plan to recapture Guam, and even accept Japan's surrender.

"I've had people hold a press conference."

Li Yunlong snorted coldly:

"Any vessel that comes within 500 kilometers of Guam must be notified, or it will be sunk immediately after a warning has failed."

The 750-kilometer-range 'Overlord' anti-ship missile has given Li Yunlong the confidence to be invincible, and no matter how the United States plays, as long as it dares to get close, it will not even think of leaving.

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Cotentan Peninsula.

Cherbourg.

After more than a month of non-stop construction, Cherbourg has been restored to its pre-war state at this time, once again becoming an excellent port, and even expanded, using some new technologies, such as the ro-ro wheel technology invented by the Republic of China, which greatly accelerated the loading and unloading speed of tanks, automobiles, and armored vehicles, reaching a daily throughput of more than 300,000 tons.

This throughput is already enough to meet the needs of five million troops on the front line.

And it's rapidly increasing.

August 22nd.

On this day, as always, Cherbourg continued to arrive on Liberty ships, as well as RoRo wheels converted from other steamers and even purchased directly from the other side.

Although the American industry is invincible in the world and deserves to be the first in the world, it still takes at least a year and a half to build a new ship, even if the design drawings and all the technical details are bought, so it is also the choice of the old transport ship to renovate and buy directly.

With the help of new port machinery, tons of supplies, tanks, and trucks were unloaded from the ship.

However, today a huge tractor coming out of the ro-ro wheel attracted everyone's attention.

This tractor has a lot of wheels, a large front and a long board car.

On the long carriage was a thick, long barrel, and even the port workers who had seen the assembly of the Iowa-class battleships widened their eyes.

"How big should this be..."

The port workers guessed in unison.

The barrel that is almost flush with the trailer flat, I don't know how much thicker the pen clothes Ahua-level, I guess it's a meter - that is, a meter-thick barrel?!

Immediately after, another huge trailer towed a thick barrel, and in the wake of it, another one.

Everyone looked at the three huge cannons in the distance, and continued to guess in their hearts how big the caliber of the cannon was and how big the shells were.

······

That day.

Cherbourg, inside Eisenhower's office.

"General, the three little Davids have been unloaded and ready to go to the battlefield at any time."

A staff officer reported to Eisenhower:

"The first batch of 200 new heavy ground-penetrating aerial bombs have also been put into storage, and another 100 10-ton large full-piercing armor bombs have also been put into storage, ready for combat use at any time."

"Good."

The general on the sofa seat had a satisfied expression.

The Germans were reinforcing their anti-aircraft towers, increasing their firepower, but the Allies did not fall behind.

The new heavy ground-penetrating bomb has not been greatly increased in weight and can still be dropped by dive bombers, and its armor-piercing ability has been increased by 30 percent, and its accuracy is also higher.

The Davy Jr., the largest caliber gun in history, with an enlarged caliber of 1,000 millimeters, also officially entered service, and after testing, this artillery can penetrate 3.5 meters of concrete with 2,000 kilograms of heavy armor-piercing shells, which is enough to pose a lethal threat to the side walls of anti-aircraft towers.

In addition, the heavy large full armor penetration bomb has also passed the test and entered service, and this ten-ton bomb can even pose a threat to super-giant air defense towers.

In the world, there is no defense that cannot be broken.

"Tell me to go down."

Eisenhower stood up:

"Convene a combat meeting."

It's time to attack.

After taking Cherbourg, the follow-up Germans did not have a fortress group, but a node composed of anti-aircraft towers,

"Yes."

The staff officer immediately went to inform.

···

Meanwhile.

Paris.

The old fox is in the command room.

"Judging by the situation against Cherbourg, they are going to attack."

The old fox spoke in a relaxed tone.

Although they evacuated Cherbourg, they left behind a lot of nails, which were not all pulled out by the Allies, so they were able to quickly learn about Cherbourg's situation.

Through the analysis of troops, equipment, logistics, it is not difficult to derive the approximate time of the offensive.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the Allies did not conceal themselves, and in the face of the Siegfeiler Line based on the air defense towers, the well-prepared German troops, the so-called surprise attack was meaningless, and the two sides were competing with hard power.

"Three thousand fighters are ready and ready to support."

Kesselring, who came once, said:

"Although it is not possible to seize full air supremacy, it will assist the armored forces to attack without any problems."

"Good."

The old fox continued to smile and speak in a relaxed tone.

This time, he didn't plan to continue the medieval war game with the Allies in which one side defended and the other side attacked, what age is this, this mode of war has long been eliminated.

Tanks and maneuver are at the heart of modern warfare.

At this time, he had an armored unit equipped with 15,000 tanks, including 5,000 cutting-edge No. 5 tanks, 30,000 armored vehicles, transport and supply vehicles, and more than 50,000 trucks to assist in maneuvers.

There is also cover of three thousand fighters.

With the air defense tower as the node, give full play to the powerful offensive capability brought by the high mobility, high protection and high firepower of the armored forces, cooperate with the super firepower and supply capacity of the air defense tower, and use elastic defense tactics to consume the offensive power of the allied forces.

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The next day.

Cotentan Peninsula.

Camp of the 1st Armored Division of the United States.

"Assemble."

With the order of the division commander, more than 300 of the latest M26 Pan Xin quickly assembled and lined up.

At this time, it was late August, and this Sherman's successor model, the M26 Panhin tank, which is currently classified as a heavy tank, had entered service with the troops, but because of the production volume, as well as the repeated changes in requirements, the new No. 5 tank that strengthened mobility and reliability to cope with the Germans, so far only the 1st Panzer Division and the 3rd Panzer Division have all been reequipped.

At the time of the final pre-war mobilization of the 1st Panzer Division, nearly a million troops on the vast Cotentan Peninsula were also starting the final pre-war mobilization at the same time, the commander spoke, and the priest prayed.

Thousands of tanks started their engines.

Farther afield, in the field airfields, bombers hung bombs.

On the main road, three huge artillery pieces also entered the front line under the cover of a regimental unit.

"Attack."

Half an hour later, Eisenhower gave the order to attack.

·····

At the same time.

Pacific Ocean.

"We are now 700 kilometers from Guam."

Inside the Iowa class, the flagship of the Pacific Fleet, a staff officer reports to Nimitz.

"Keep going."

Nimitz didn't hesitate.

At this time, on his desk was a telegram, the content of which was the content of yesterday's Ping'an County press conference - any ship within 500 kilometers of the station must be notified in advance, otherwise it will be sunk immediately.

"After 200 kilometers, escort fighters and reconnaissance planes took off, and all anti-aircraft guns were ready for battle."

Although he was not intimidated in the slightest, Nimitz was ready to deal with it.

Following Nimitz's order, the four Iowa-class battleships took the lead and headed for Guam, while behind the four battleships were the twelve Essex-class aircraft carriers guarded by destroyers and light cruisers.

····

White House.

"President, General Eisenhower is calling."

At the White House, a secretary reports to Mr. President:

"The offensive has begun."

"Mr. President, Nimitz is calling, they are only seven hundred kilometers away from Guam."

"Got it."

Mr. President took a deep breath and spit out heavily.

This breath attracted the attention of Vice President Truman on the side, as well as the president's personal physician on the side.

They heard the emotions of Mr. President.

Nervous.

Very nervous.

"Order Nimitz to keep in touch at all times and report back to me every half hour."

Mr. President ordered.

At this time, he also had a copy of the details of yesterday's press conference in Ping'an County on his desk.

·····

"Commissar."

Also at the same time.

In Ping'an County, it is wide, bright, and concise, and only in Zhao Gang's office, which is full of bookshelves, the monk walked in:

"You're looking for me?"

The monk was on vacation today, so he went back to Ping'an County to play a trick, thinking about whether he could meet Boss Chen's subordinates, and then learn two tricks, and was called in by Zhao Gang when he walked through the office.

"You go and submit a copy to Independence Day."

Zhao Gang took out a document from the drawer under his desk:

"Let them put it on the front page of tomorrow."

"Yes."

The monk raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

What kind of information did you ask him to send?

Although the monk doesn't care much about his position, the unique position of the special operations team, as well as the identity of the founder of the special operations of the troops, at present, he is well-known in the independent regiment and even in the army.

"You can watch."

Zhao Gang saw the monk's curiosity.

The monk opened the unsealed file bag, and he saw the cover of the document -

Technology and the future.

A superweapon in detail.

America's top-secret Manhattan plans are declassified.

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