Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

Royce looked at the devastated scene in front of him, his heart filled with despair and unwillingness. He knew that they had to find a way to resist and could not just sit there and wait to die. But under the enemy's powerful air attack, they seemed so small and vulnerable.

And those fighter jets with the golden dragon swallowing a ball flag painted on their wings were like a group of demons, wreaking havoc above their heads and spreading death and fear across the land.

The fighter plane flew over the base like a vicious eagle and then left.

But before Royce could catch his breath from this nightmare air raid,

A whistling sound that was even more terrifying and dull than before, as if it came from the abyss of hell, tightly gripping his heart.

He looked up in horror, and saw hundreds of rockets in the sky with long flame tails, like a group of deadly meteors, smashing towards the base.

The scene was as if the entire sky was torn open, and countless flames of death poured down from the hole.

The first wave of rockets instantly fell all over the base, and the light of the explosion was like a series of small suns rising at the same time, which hurt Royce's eyes. The huge explosion almost ruptured his eardrums, and each explosion was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

The wind wave came like an overwhelming force, and he held on to the edge of the shelter tightly, feeling like a leaf swaying in the wind, which could be swept away at any time.

The world before my eyes instantly turned into a purgatory. Rows of buildings collapsed like fragile building blocks under the bombardment of rockets, and the dust and debris raised went straight into the sky, forming huge black smoke columns.

Tanks and armored vehicles were hit by rockets and instantly turned into burning scrap metal. The raging fire engulfed everything around them. The flames jumped wildly in the thick smoke, as if the devil was dancing.

Comrades fled in all directions under this horrific attack, their figures looming in the fire and thick smoke, like a group of ghosts struggling in doomsday.

Some people were blown away by the blast, drawing a twisted arc in the air, then fell heavily to the ground, never to get up again; some people were hit by flying shrapnel, blood gushed out of their wounds like fountains, they covered their wounds and screamed in despair.

Royce wanted to shout loudly, wanting his comrades to find shelter, but his voice was completely drowned out by the deafening explosion. He could only curl up tightly in the shelter, holding his head with both hands, his body shaking uncontrollably, his heart filled with endless fear and despair.

However, this horrific attack was far from over. When the rocket attack just stopped, before he had time to recover, another more deadly threat came.

The roar of death came again in the distance!

Small black dots appeared in the sky, flying towards the base at an extremely fast speed. They were like a group of cold-blooded killers, carrying the breath of death, heading straight for the base.

As the missile approached the base, it made a sharp whistling sound, which sounded like the roar of a demon from hell.

Missiles fell to the ground one after another, and the power of the explosion was several times stronger than the rocket just now.

Huge fireballs rose up from all over the base, and the entire base was enveloped in a sea of fire. The high temperature made the air distorted and deformed, and he felt like he was thrown into a huge furnace, and every inch of his skin was burned by the scorching heat.

The shock waves were like surging waves, hitting Royce's body one after another.

Royce felt as if his internal organs were displaced, he had difficulty breathing, and his vision was blurry.

The bunker was shaking under the attack of the missile. He held on to the edge of the bunker tightly, trying to prevent himself from being swallowed by this terrifying force.

Suddenly, a cruise missile exploded very close to Royce, and the impact force was like millions of steel knives stabbing at the same time.

He felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and there was a sharp ringing in his ears. Then, an indescribable pain spread throughout his body. His body was thrown into the air by a huge force, and then fell heavily to the ground.

In the last moment before he lost consciousness, he saw that the base had completely turned into ruins. The once solid fortifications and neat barracks were no longer there, leaving only burning debris and thick smoke. The bodies of his comrades lay on the ground in all directions, and their blood dyed the war-torn land red.

When his consciousness completely disappeared, he seemed to hear the heavy tracks of Egyptian tanks slowly approaching the base that had been visited by the god of death.

When Lieutenant Hassan, commander of the 2nd Egyptian Division tank battalion, finally rushed into the Ismaiya Army Base in a Type 55 main battle tank, the scene in front of him instantly made him hold his breath. The originally neat and orderly base was now completely unrecognizable, like a purgatory baptized by war.

There was still smoke from the air raid in the sky. The strong and pungent smell penetrated Hassan's nostrils, making him frown.

Most of the buildings in the base have been razed to the ground, with broken walls and ruins scattered everywhere. Some are still burning with raging fire, and the flames greedily devour everything around them.

The traces left by rocket and missile attacks were shocking. Huge craters were scattered all over the base, and the surrounding land was turned upside down. British armored vehicles and tanks were also severely damaged. Some of them were blown open and parts were scattered all over the ground; others were overturned and their tracks were twisted and deformed.

The ground was littered with the mutilated bodies of British soldiers, and blood spread across the sand, forming patches of shocking dark red.

Hassan could not find a single British soldier standing in the entire base. Some soldiers were mutilated, while others lay quietly on the ground, no longer as majestic as they once were.

Hassan slowly poked his head out of the tank, his eyes showing both shock at the cruelty of war and a hint of relief at victory.

Last night, Hassan's tank battalion lost 17 tanks while attacking the base, but just 12 hours later, they rushed in without firing a single shot!

The battalion commander's voice suddenly came from the headset.

"Attention, all vehicles. Target: Fuad Naval Base! Go at full speed!"

Fuad Naval Base is the last base of the British Army in Egypt, located at the intersection of the Suez Canal's exit in the Mediterranean Sea!

Above the convoy,

The Yue Fei 2 carrier-based fighters and Meng Tian 2 carrier-based attack aircraft of the Haizhou Navy roared past and flew towards the Mediterranean Sea!