On this day, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was clear, and there was not even a white cloud in the blue sky. The bright sunshine did not hesitate to shine on the world with its enthusiasm.
One of the fortresses on the border between Malaysia and Indonesia, Fort Morton.
Woo woo woo.
Tanks and chariots roared and advanced rapidly on the land, raising large amounts of dust that covered the sky and covered the sun, as if a large-scale sandstorm had erupted.
Boom boom.
The sound of explosions continued, flames shot into the sky, and the place was instantly filled with acrid smoke.
Woo hoo.
In the sky, armed helicopters circled past.
On the ground, troop carriers were moving forward rapidly, loaded with heavily armed soldiers.
Not far from Morton Fortress, large construction machinery was roaring, digging trenches one after another, and engineers were busy reinforcing the trenches.
"idiot."
"The damn China pigs are here again."
"Is it over yet?"
Above Morton Fortress, the vigilant Japanese soldiers looked at the lively exercise scene below, and they were all gnashing their teeth angrily. Those damn Chinese people were conducting various exercises under their noses. This was the biggest provocation to them. Yes.
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"Matsumoto-kun, are we just going to watch those damn Chinese people making trouble there?" A Japanese major general couldn't bear it and said murderously: "Aren't we short of supplies? Give me a division and I will destroy those Chinese people.
Have you seen those tall chimneys? Indonesia now is like a Chinese factory, with piles and piles of all kinds of food, daily necessities, and strategic materials."
Hearing this, the throats of the little devils around him were beating unconsciously, and they were swallowing their saliva, with extremely longing expressions on their faces.
Four months have passed since their last powerful fleet was destroyed, and all their supplies were burned. In addition, Malaysia has implemented a policy of fortifying the walls and clearing the country. After grabbing everything they can, the army of hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers also
We had to catch Malays everywhere, and even made them do it themselves, farming and growing vegetables. There was no other way, they didn't have enough to eat, and they still had to fight.
Now, the morale of these hundreds of thousands Japanese expeditionary force has been extremely low. In particular, they launched a campaign against Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia, but they encountered stubborn resistance, even though they once invaded
Kuala Lumpur, unfortunately, was defeated in the end.
Because their tanks and tanks are out of fuel, and their heavy machinery is gone.
They were about to win, but were forced to retreat because the logistics couldn't keep up. Can these little devils not feel aggrieved?