Age of Conquest Reborn

There is no way to explain it anyway. The Empire of Japan has spent all its troops and countless material and financial resources. If it can only obtain the wild land of the western United States and look at the rich central and eastern regions just around the corner, it will not be possible, even for itself and Nanye.

You committed suicide by caesarean section to apologize, but it could not calm the anger in the heart of His Majesty the Emperor.

General Yamamoto looked at his close friend General Minamino, and the same thoughts emerged in their hearts.

"Minano-kun, for the current plan, we can only give it a try!" General Yamamoto said through gritted teeth after a long silence.

"Oh!" General Minamino looked at General Yamamoto in surprise, his face distorted to a ferocious level, and asked: "Yamamoto-kun, do you have a good idea?"

"There is no good strategy, it's just a matter of using up the manpower!" General Yamamoto's eyes flashed like a gambler's, and he said: "Immediately dispatch all bombers and fighter jets to carry out continuous operations on the Merriman line in northeastern Cheyenne.

Intermittent bombing to prevent the Germans from continuing to advance!"

"Then, concentrate most of the troops to attack in the direction of Helena and strive to break through. In this way, the Germans can occupy the southern part of the central United States, and the Empire can occupy the northern part. It can be considered an evenly matched situation. You and I can also challenge His Majesty the Emperor.

I have an explanation, Nanye-kun, what do you think?"

"Yamamoto-kun, no! Absolutely not!" General Minamino was shocked. He felt that Yamamoto had gone crazy. The result would be a direct war with the Germans, not to mention the military strength of the Japanese Empire on the American battlefield.

Far weaker than the Germans. In terms of overall national strength, whether you admit it or not, the Empire of Japan is not as good as Germany.

With the current strength of the Germans, it is completely possible for the Germans to maintain their offensive against the central and eastern regions of the United States and at the same time start a war with the Empire of Japan. And it is not difficult. The final result is that the empire will use all its national strength to fight against the United States.

In the process, there is nothing gained, and even the western part of the United States that is currently occupied will be lost. It is not just that he and Yamamoto committed suicide by caesarean section to apologize for their sins, that simple!

Moreover, General Minamino also had a hunch that Rommel seemed to welcome the Imperial Army to do something that would undermine the alliance between the two countries. This would give him an excuse to let the Germans monopolize the fruits of the war with the United States.

"Yamamoto-kun, if you really do that, you and I will become the eternal sinners of the Japanese Empire! Even a hundred deaths can't atone for your sins!" General Minamino's tone became sharp, "The incident with the Germans

Head-on conflict is the most unadvisable strategy!"

"Then what do you think we should do?" The crazy look in General Yamamoto's eyes did not diminish at all, and he spoke to General Minamino in a rude and aggressive manner.

"Alas!" General Minamino sighed and said slowly: "Yamamoto-kun, don't be impatient. For now, we can only report the actual situation to the base camp, no! Report it directly to His Majesty the Emperor at the diplomatic level.

,solve this problem through negotiation!”

General Yamamoto looked up to the sky and sighed. He was a militant soldier. He knew very well that what he could not get on the battlefield could not be obtained at the negotiation table. The Germans would not spit out the fat in their mouths.

Yes, could it be that the Imperial Army of Japan only stopped in the western region of the United States?

For a moment, General Yamamoto, who was always known for his perseverance, felt discouraged, "Minano-kun, I would like to trouble you about reporting to His Majesty the Emperor the current situation of the war with the United States. I am in a very unhappy mood right now.

Okay!" His tone was full of helplessness.

"Yamamoto-kun, please calm down! No matter what, you tried your best!" General Minamino comforted, "Leave this matter to me!"

Two days later, the 15th Mechanized Corps of the Seventh Army of the German West Route Army crossed the Platte River in northern Cheyenne and entered the Merriman area, approaching the temporary capital of the United States southwest of Duluth.

Barrier - Peel, so far, there has been no exchange of fire between any U.S. troops.

It was almost dusk. Lieutenant General Erich, commander of the 15th Mechanized Corps, raised his telescope and looked at Merriman in the twilight. Not a trace of light could be seen. It appeared in the telescope like a ghost town.

He said to the chief of staff listlessly: "Order the troops to camp at Merriman and advance in the direction of Peel at six o'clock tomorrow morning! The military headquarters will rest in the city tonight!"

The chief of staff conveyed the commander's order, and then Lieutenant General Erich took the military headquarters and drove into the small town of Merriman. Merriman was as deserted and desolate as other American towns he passed through, with no sight on the streets.

A pedestrian passed through the empty street in the slightly cold night wind, and there were bursts of whimpering. Lieutenant General Erich even suspected that all the Americans in this small town had fled!

Soon, the loud sound of the German army entering the city broke Merriman's deserted atmosphere. The "crunching" sound of tank tracks rolling through the streets and the roar of truck engines threw the desolate Merriman into chaos.

"Chief of Staff, we have been heading north from Phoenix. More than ten days have passed, but we have not exchanged fire with the US military. The progress is so smooth, which makes me feel unreal!" in front of an ordinary house.

After getting out of the car, Lieutenant General Erich said depressedly to his chief of staff.

The chief of staff was obviously not thinking about this issue. He said: "Commander, our unit seems to be advancing too fast. We are more than a hundred kilometers away from the main force of the group army. The Americans retreated without a fight. Is there any conspiracy?

?”

"Conspiracy? Hum!" Lieutenant General Erich smiled coldly and said: "I hope the Americans have some conspiracy. It would be best to treat our 15th Mechanized Army as a separate and in-depth lone army to encircle it. In this way,

Then you can fight the Americans!

"By the way, Chief of Staff, have you reported our current position to the army headquarters?" he asked again.

The chief of staff replied: "It has been reported. The Army Headquarters has forwarded an order from Commander Rommel. As the vanguard of the western offensive force, your unit must put aside all unnecessary hesitation and quickly approach the southern border area of ​​Canada.

Take control of central America!”

Duluth, a small border town in the northeastern United States and the temporary capital, is close to Lake Superior, one of the five Great Lakes in North America. During the April season, at night, the evening wind blowing from the lake still carries a bone-chilling chill.

The windows in the operations room of the U.S. Supreme War Headquarters were wide open, and bursts of steaming smoke drifted out from the windows. People who didn't know the situation thought there was a fire inside. Fifty or sixty senior generals of the U.S. Army were all

Gathered in the war room, almost everyone had a cigar in hand, and everyone was puffing smoke. Where the smoke was scattered, hidden faces were worried and uncertain.

These senior generals were summoned to the wartime high headquarters by a phone call from President Roosevelt's secretary. They didn't know why. Mr. President summoned everyone together. Could it be that there was something important to announce?

President Roosevelt sat steadily in his wheelchair, turning a blind eye to the different looks of these senior generals. In the next room, more than a dozen staff officers from the staff were sorting out a nearly massive amount of telegrams. Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff Jeffery

Admiral, what are you waiting for anxiously?

Night had completely enveloped the small town of Duluth. Admiral Jefferfield hurried into the war room with a telegram and said to President Roosevelt: "Mr. President, we have received intelligence from the direction of Merriman.

The 15th Mechanized Corps, which belongs to the Seventh Army, has entered Merriman City and is camping in Merriman. This German army is more than 180 kilometers away from its main force, so it is a lone force entering into the city!"

General Jefferfield, coupled with the following paragraph, the meaning is very obvious. This is a good opportunity for the German troops heading north from the direction of Phoenix to inflict heavy damage or even annihilate them. He is reminding Mr. President to seize

Chance.

Regardless of the strong opposition of the military generals, the President ordered the abandonment of Denver, the abandonment of Cheyenne, and the retreat all the way. This has caused great turmoil and unrest within the military. The criticism of the President was also expressed in the wartime high command.

Rumor has it that Admiral Jefferfield needs to remind the President that this is a sure battle.

Roosevelt did not seem to hear the reminder from Jefferfield, who was loyal to him, but asked another thing, "Jeffrey, are you sure that the Germans have no signs of attacking the Dillera Mountain defense line?"

?”

"Mr. President, we can confirm that the German army adopted a linear offensive. After moving north from Phoenix, its front stretched very long. It seems that its purpose was to cross the central region of our country!" General Jefferfield replied very definitely.

"Okay!" Roosevelt whispered, with a bright light in his eyes, and said: "Jeffrey, immediately connect me to all the division commanders on the western battlefield. I want to speak with them directly!"

All communications with all division-level troop headquarters on the western battlefield had been completed in the past few days. Under the bewildered gazes of senior generals, Roosevelt slowly rolled his wheelchair and came to the phone.

When he reached out to pick up the phone, Roosevelt's hand was shaking very badly, "I am President Roosevelt. Now, in the name of the commander of the United States Supreme War Command, I issue the following order. After receiving the call, all ministries immediately take advantage of the call.

In the dark night, without alerting the Japanese troops on the opposite side, we immediately gave up the defense line of the Dilera Mountains without hesitation!"

"All troops, immediately move toward Canada's southern border in the direction of Regina, Winnipeg, Brandon, and Maple Creek, and use the above locations as the assembly areas for all troops. I repeat, all troops,

Including Canadian Forces!”

"You don't need to question anything, you just need to resolutely obey my orders, and move in quickly, without hesitation or doubt. All troops must complete this strategic transfer before dawn, located in the Dilera Mountain System

The troops at the southern end of the defense line abandon all heavy equipment and move lightly. As long as the soldiers can safely reach the above assembly point, it will be a victory!"

(To be continued) (To be continued) Please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates!

...