After the Nojima Lu people overturned six American soldiers in a row, the massacre in their room ended neatly.

"Check it carefully, you can't leave a living mouth!"

After ruthlessly issued an order, the people of Nojima walked out of the room full of disgusting bloody smell, and more than a dozen Japanese agents in the room began to finish the corpses of dead American soldiers.

When the killings in the US military barracks ended, the battles in other places were also over.

In a short while, a squadron leader with the rank of lieutenant was eliminated. He said, "The brigade commander, the battle to attack Guadalupe Island has ended. In this battle, a total of 324 American soldiers were eliminated, and 18 of our troops were killed.

In addition, 34 American soldiers were captured. How to deal with them? Please tell me the brigade commander!"

"Yo Xi!"

The Nojima Luren nodded. Although there was a little unexpected situation in the middle, it was still very perfect overall!

After pausing, the Nojima Lu people said in a deep voice: "Immediately interrogate these American prisoners to see if there is any valuable information. If not, they will be killed!"

"Hayi!"

The Japanese squadron leader immediately took the order and left.

Immediately afterwards, the Nodao Lu people brought people to the radar station computer room.

As soon as he walked into the house, a smell of unpleasant blood came to his nose. The Noidao Lu people turned their heads and looked, and saw more than a dozen American soldiers' bodies piled up in a corner of the house, and a large pool of blood flowed on the ground.

At this time, more than 20 Japanese correspondents in the room were skillfully operating various equipment and instruments. The entire radar station had completely fallen under the control of the Japanese army.

"Baga! Why didn't you deal with this garbage quickly? You guys quickly dragged these white pigs out and buried them. This is already the territory of the Great Japanese Empire, and you need to take care of everything here as you do at home!"

The strong smell of blood came to his nose, and even the cruel and bloodthirsty people in Nojima felt extremely uncomfortable, so they immediately ordered the Japanese soldiers following behind to clean the scene.

"Hayi!"

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers immediately started working.

The Nojima Luren looked down at his watch. At 2:45 in the morning, a rare smile appeared on his cold face. Then he turned his head and ordered the communication soldiers beside him: "Immediately report the situation in controlling Guadalupe Island to the Joint Fleet Command!

This operation won a great victory. Our special brigade has firmly controlled Guadalupe Island, and the Imperial Air Force can fly freely!"

The corners of the Noida Luren's mouth were filled with smiles and confidence. Where could there be the desolation and despair that was so beaten by the Hu Ben Army that he could not raise his head?

Since being incorporated into the Southern Army's combat sequence, the Nojima Lu people have finally become tough. The special forces led by them have continuously made great achievements and have been continuously valued and promoted. The Nojima Lu people only feel that their spring is coming.

The Noidao Lu people led a commando of more than 500 people on a submarine, and went straight to the U.S. Fudi for five days and five nights, killing more than 300 U.S. troops.

The Nojima Luren was really excited and happy to be able to win the first military achievements of this battle. He was ambitious and calculated: The name "Nojima Luren" will definitely be recorded in the history of the Japanese Empire in the future and will be admired by the descendants of the Yamato nation forever. Even if he dies now, he will be able to smile.

In addition to sneak attacks and beheading Guadalupe radar stations, several elite Japanese special forces teams are also launching similar sneak attacks, and they all succeeded without surprise.

In less than two hours, the Americans built several islands on the frontier of the West Coast to monitor the eyes and ears of the Japanese Navy Combined Fleet. They were all blinded and deaf by the Japanese!

Removing these eyes and ears is one of Yamamoto Iris's plan to attack the United States. Although the overall scale of the battle is not large, its importance is self-evident.

Although the US Pacific Fleet has been destroyed and there is no naval fleet that can compete on the west coast of the United States, Yamamoto Iroku did not dare to be careless.

Because in the eyes of the Japanese, the United States is still a dangerous and powerful giant, and it is still the ultimate enemy of the Japanese Empire.

To deal with such industrial giants and ultimate strong enemies, we must think carefully and make careful plans, and we must be careful and careful!

158 degrees east longitude and 36 degrees north latitude, northwest of Guadalupe Island on the east coast of the United States, about 120 nautical miles a huge fleet, like silent sea monsters, is slowly approaching the west coast of the United States!

Yamamoto Iroru sat upright in the command cabin of the aircraft carrier "Namen" flagship of the Japanese Navy Combined Fleet. His face was calm and he gently stroked the sword given by His Majesty the Emperor with one hand.

More than a dozen Japanese naval generals and staff stood quietly on both sides, with a solemn expression and no words were spoken.

"Yoxi, big things can be decided!"

At 3:47 in the morning, Yamamoto Iroku read the last letter of success from the special forces, and finally a little smile appeared on his face.

Immediately, Yamamoto Iroru turned his head to look at the Japanese officers such as Tadaichi Nagamo, nodded and said, "Tell me the order, the entire aviation army will attack!"

At this time, the combat aircraft on each aircraft carrier were parked neatly on the takeoff runway, and the Japanese pilots were already sitting in the cabin, waiting for the order to takeoff.

Each pilot's face was filled with a solemn and solemn atmosphere. From 1:30 in the morning, they began to make nervous pre-war preparations.

After several hours of tension, order and busyness, all preparations have been completed.

The rest is flying the air eagle of the Great Japanese Empire, carrying heavy aviation bombs, and then igniting the war on the American mainland, turning wooden sticks over the voyage through ports, factories, and cities into seas of fire and blowing them into ruins!

As for whether they can come back alive, this is not what they should consider now!

With the order of Yamamoto Isori, the Japanese planes, which had been preparing for a long time, began to run and take off from the aircraft carrier deck in turn.

A large number of ground crew members and seafarers looked at the planes on the runway with their wings flying high.

Not long after, two entire flight divisions, five huge combat formations composed of nearly 2,000 Japanese fighter jets and bombers, flew high, and headed towards coastal port cities such as Los Angeles, Long Beach, San Diego, and Tijuana on the west coast of the United States.

The endless rumbling sound of the engine roars broke the darkness before dawn, broke the silence of silence, and rose up with the planes. Then disappeared into the night sky, and the airspace where the joint fleet was located returned to quiet again.

Japanese Air Force Captain Toru Nishida was flying a Zero fighter plane at the forefront of the formation.

Originally, according to the principle, Tsushi Nishida has been promoted to the captain of the colonel's regiment, and he does not need to take action in person for this air strike.

But as a fanatical militarist, how could Tsushi Nishida miss this excellent opportunity to attack the mainland of the United States for the first time?
Chapter completed!