Chapter seven hundred and twentieth night raid on the Vietnamese army
"Report, report. Baidu search"
A panting voice sounded, the guy's face was still full of deathly gray, his eyes were full of fear, and he was a little embarrassed to speak.
boom.
The fleet commander slapped the table hard and said, "Speak quickly."
"Hi." The guy bowed and then said loudly: "All the frogmen sent out lost contact. We found the bodies on the sea and the whole army was wiped out."
What?
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed. These were the elite Japanese special forces. How long had it been since they were sent out? In less than ten minutes, they were all killed? When did the Vietnamese become so powerful?
"And, moreover, a violent explosion just occurred on the Yamato. The torpedo launch tube was blown open, gaps appeared in three hatches, seawater poured in, the airtight compartment and decompression compartment were shattered, and the entire submarine was sinking rapidly."
Wow.
Boom, the chair fell back, and the Japanese fleet commander suddenly stood up, with a look of disbelief, panic, and anger on his face. He walked over in a few steps, grabbed the guy's collar, and
He roared angrily: "Baga, how is this possible? Lie about military information, drag him out and kill him."
The guy was immediately frightened.
The Japanese officers attending the meeting around them didn't quite believe it. Since the war started, they had been invincible. The Vietnamese had been beaten back steadily and suffered numerous casualties. How could they do such a thing now?
"Tojo-kun, calm down."
"He didn't lie. The news was true."
Two senior officers on duty walked in, their faces full of gloom, as if they were about to drip.