Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

As the last flame faded in the night sky, eight V2 rockets, like messengers of death, hit the Mitsui Bank Building one after another with precision. This once glorious -story building now became a witness to destruction and disaster.

The impact of the first rocket seemed to be the key to the gate of hell. It penetrated the outer wall of the building and instantly caused a violent explosion inside. The flames and smoke intertwined and engulfed a corner of the building. Then, the second, third... rockets followed one after another, and each impact was accompanied by a deafening explosion and the groaning of the building under the heavy load.

The structure of the building began to make a sharp cracking sound, like the howling of a giant beast before its death. The supporting columns between the floors broke under the huge impact force, and the steel and concrete were torn apart like fragile toys. The glass curtain wall was shattered into countless fragments in the shock wave of the explosion, flying everywhere, breaking the silence of the night.

As time went by, the top of the building began to shake, and finally it could not withstand the continuous blows and collapsed. Huge smoke and dust rose into the sky, covering half of the sky. Under the cover of smoke and dust, the wreckage of the building was scattered on the ground like broken walls and ruins. The former glory and prosperity were gone.

The sixteen-story building was completely destroyed by the continuous attack of eight V2 rockets. The steel bars were exposed and the concrete blocks were scattered all over the ground, forming a ruin. The fire spread in the ruins, illuminating everything around.

The surrounding buildings were also not spared, and the shock waves and flying debris generated by the explosion caused varying degrees of damage to them.

After the V2 rockets' devastating blow to the Mitsui Bank Building, the remaining rockets were like the scythe of the god of death, mercilessly swinging towards every corner of the Kyushu Corps' ground base. In the night, the flames and explosions intertwined into a hellish picture, shrouding the land in endless fear and chaos.

One of the V2 rockets flew across the night sky like a ghost, aiming directly at a Fuso detachment base. The rocket landed accurately on the playground of the base, and at that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Then, a deafening explosion sounded, and the entire playground was instantly torn apart, and a huge shell crater suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The crater was bottomless, with jagged edges, like an angry roar of nature.

The shock wave spread in all directions at an alarming speed, destroying everything in its path. Gravel, dust, and even metal fragments were swept up by this force and shot out in all directions like bullets. Those originally solid buildings seemed so fragile in front of the shock wave, with broken glass and cracked walls, leaving a mess.

At this critical moment, a Fuso soldier just walked out of the dormitory. He was obviously awakened by the previous explosion and wanted to check the situation. However, before he could take a few steps, he was violently blown away by the sudden gust of air.

His body drew an arc in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground, and he lost his voice instantly. His eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, but he could no longer make any sound.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Emergency assembly! Evacuate to the underground air-raid shelter!" As the alarm continued to sound, the entire base was instantly filled with tension and fear.

The soldiers were awakened from their sleep, hurriedly put on their clothes, picked up their weapons, and tried to find a safe shelter. However, the speed of the rockets far exceeded their reaction.

While the soldiers were still panicking, the next V2 rocket had already quietly descended. This time, it was aimed directly at the dormitory building. With a deafening roar, a huge gap was instantly blown out of the dormitory building. Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky. The building shook violently in the explosion, as if it would collapse at any time.

The debris and shock waves from the explosion spread again, and the soldiers in the dormitory building were swept into it before they could react. Their screams and shouts intertwined with the explosions, forming a symphony of death. It is unknown how many soldiers lost their lives in this disaster, and their blood dyed the land red.

As time went on, more V2 rockets followed, and they continued to strike devastating blows at the Kyushu Corps' ground base. The entire base fell into unprecedented chaos and panic, and the soldiers fled in all directions, trying to find a ray of hope.

However, under the precise attack of V2 rockets, all their efforts seemed so powerless and pale.

Inside the makeshift command center deep in the underground vault of Mitsui Bank, the lights were dim, in stark contrast to the chaos of the outside world.

Yamashita Tomoyuki, the battle-hardened commander, was standing in front of a huge battle map with a frown on his face, his hands clenched into fists, feeling the increasingly violent vibrations above his head. Each vibration was like a hammer hitting his heart, reminding him of all the disasters happening outside.

"Contact the ground troops immediately!" Yamashita Tomoyuki's voice was deep and powerful, and every word revealed unquestionable majesty. "Tell them to move to the underground air defense fortifications! It must be quick! We can't let our soldiers die in vain!"

However, what responded to him was a trembling voice of a communications soldier: "Commander, our communication system...is out of order. We are unable to transmit messages to the outside world."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, and Yamashita Fengwen's face turned pale in an instant.

He turned around abruptly and glared at the signalman, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. "Damn bastards! Baka!" He roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, "I want to know how the Chinese army launched such a horrible attack when we were completely unprepared! The radar monitoring unit is simply complete garbage!"

Yamashita Fengwen's anger almost overflowed from his chest. He couldn't understand why his defense line was so weak and why the enemy could easily penetrate their defense network. But at this moment, anger could not solve the problem. He had to quickly adjust his strategy to deal with this sudden crisis.

Fortunately, their headquarters was located 15 meters underground. This solid fortress converted from the vault of Mitsui Bank became their only safe haven. The surrounding walls were made of thick reinforced concrete, which could withstand most of the impact of the explosion and the invasion of the flames.

Therefore, although the Mitsui Bank area on the ground was already a sea of ​​fire, this place was relatively safe, at least for the time being, it had not been directly affected.

However, for those Fuso soldiers on the ground who did not have time to evacuate to the underground bunkers, the situation was completely different. Many of them were still immersed in sleep, and when the first V2 rocket exploded, they jumped out of bed in panic, trying to find a way to escape. But it was too late, and the next explosions followed one after another, ruthlessly harvesting their lives like the scythe of the god of death.

Flames shot up into the sky, and smoke filled the air. The debris and shock waves from the explosion ravaged the entire area like a violent storm. The screams and shouts of the soldiers intertwined with the explosions, forming a heartbreaking symphony. Their figures were looming in the flames, some were blown to pieces, and some were blown away by the air wave and fell heavily to the ground, unable to move.

This sudden attack dealt a devastating blow to the Fuso army. Many of them lost their lives in the explosion before they could even react. Most of the soldiers who survived were seriously injured and mentally broken, and they had no way to fight back.