Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

"I've already said it, how many times do you want me to repeat it? Damn it! I'm the victim, okay? I need to rest! I need psychological intervention! Not your aggressive interrogation here!"

"John, we understand your psychological problems, but you still need to help us figure out what exactly you're going through."

John picked up a pen and drew a triangle on the paper: "This is it. I don't know what it is. The radar didn't respond at all. When I noticed it, it was already in my left porthole!"

The officer in charge of the interrogation took out a tape recorder and started playing it.

"You have invaded our Tang Dynasty airspace and obstructed our flight safety. Immediately state your nationality, identity, and flight purpose!"

John's expression showed obvious fear: "No! No! It's him! That's him! I remember his voice!"

The interrogating officer turned off the recorder: "We have determined that the content of this voice is not Japanese. The technicians are seeking translation and comparison."

"Then let's discuss the aircraft carrier formation you mentioned."

John grabbed the water cup on the table and took two sips. He slowly recovered from his nervousness and panic. "Each aircraft carrier has seven to eight other warships forming an aircraft carrier battle group. Such aircraft carrier battle groups are as numerous as ten-cent coins in the South China Sea!"

"I've strafed the deck of the Shinano with machine guns. I know exactly how big the Shinano is, okay?"

"Those Chinese aircraft carriers in the South China Sea are almost the same size as the Shinano. In retrospect, they are even larger than the Shinano!"

The officer in charge of the interrogation had John taken away from the room. After three days of interrogation, everything John said was basically the same, so there was no need for further interrogation.

"Immediately notify the Marine Corps and all aircraft carrier formations to retreat to the second island chain."

"boom!"

The door of the conference room was pushed open forcefully, and a military officer holding documents walked quickly to the side of the interrogator.

"It's translated. It's a full-band Chinese expulsion broadcast."

"How could it be them? Has the translation been reported to General MacArthur?"

"The only people who have this information so far are General MacArthur and General Eisenhower."

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"The United States has withdrawn its troops? Withdrawn to the second island chain. Good, good! Copy this to the Prime Minister immediately."

"Chief of Staff, could the US's withdrawal this time be a delaying tactic or a trap?"

Hideki Tojo took off his glasses, lit a cigarette, crossed his legs and enjoyed the pleasure of this temporary victory.

"No matter what, the Empire of Japan needs this phased victory. This means that returning to China is possible. Let's put it in the newspaper."

On the streets of Tokyo, a large number of newspapers were printed with news about the United States' defeat. You didn't even need to spend money to buy the newspapers, they were everywhere on the streets.

Many Japanese citizens spontaneously organized themselves to dance the Awa Odori on the streets to celebrate this phased victory.

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Qin Huaidao had just hung up the phone when Yuchi Baoqi's order was that everything should be carried out according to the plan, and now was the time to execute it.

"General, what are the coordinates and name of the target?"

"Conventional warheads throughout Japan, except Tokyo."

"Tianjin received it! Erbin received it! Lushun understood! Guangzhou received it! Hainan received it!"

Land-based missile vehicles and missile silos were deployed almost at the same time, and just as written in the plan, the first wave of conventional bombing officially began.

The scale of the conventional warhead explosion attack suffered by Japan: three ballistic missiles carrying fifteen warheads per square kilometer.

Just as the Japanese people were celebrating their partial victory on the streets and starting bonfire party, the god of death came to the world with his wrath.

From then on, a new tactical term appeared in the world, which is more saturated than saturation attack - oversaturation attack.

Of Japan's 378,000 square kilometers of territory, only 2,155 square kilometers of Tokyo were not hit.

Yuchi Baoqi looked calmly at the scorched earth scene sent by the reconnaissance plane ahead, with no ripples in his heart.

"Comrade Baoqi, how many missiles will it take?"

The third sister gave a direct answer: "The land area of ​​Japan is 378,000 square kilometers. Minus Tokyo's 2,155 kilometers, 37345 times 3, the result is 1,120,7535."

"As the chief of staff of the Tianwei Army, I will personally contribute 1,130,000 coins."

The two were shocked when they heard this. Yuchi Baoqi raised his hand and turned off the monitor: "This is just the beginning. Next is napalm bombs and Xu Jin's barrage."

"Then we'll use thermobaric bombs to ensure that no living creatures are left on the ground. Our army has a map of the exact locations of all Japanese civil defense facilities, so we'll use bunker-buster bombs last."

The phone rang, and Cheng Chuliang's voice came into the receiver: "Xiaobao, the coastal frequency band has been broadcasting at full frequency. The United States is seeking dialogue."

Yuchi Baoqi was a little annoyed by these white-skinned pigs: "Then come in and let me hear what they want to do."

“Beep…beep…beep…”

"Well, it's me you're looking for. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Yuchi Baoqi was troubled by the poor Chinese: "Don't call again until you find a translator. Remember to ask someone to transfer the call to me. It's really rude to bother others."

Yuchi Baoqi spoke these words in English. MacArthur on the other end of the phone was so angry that he smashed the phone. He obviously knew English! Why did he ask him to find a translator?

The bombing of Japan lasted for three days and three nights. The Japanese found that Tokyo seemed to be the only place that had not been bombed. The instinct for survival turned the already crowded Tokyo into a can of sardines.

The bombing finally stopped, and the Japanese Prime Minister's first reaction was to surrender immediately. Unfortunately, the Tianwei Army would not give him this opportunity, and the second round of napalm incendiary bombs would arrive soon.

At this time, MacArthur called Yuchi Baoqi again and said, "What are you going to do? This is inhumane! I demand that your army immediately cease fire and stop bombing!"

Yuchi Baoqi's answer made MacArthur uneasy: "Do you think you are the only one who can produce nuclear weapons? Do you think your geography is safe?"

threaten! A naked threat!

"If you are planning to declare war on the Tianwei Army, now would be a good time, don't you think, General MacArthur?"

The microphone in MacArthur's hand slipped, and the phone cord hung on the edge of the table with the microphone. He muttered to himself: "The beast... the devil... no! Satan himself! He is Satan!"