Another World: Naval Storm

Kontrachenko had used up his last reserve, the 13th Provisional Marine Assault Battalion. He could only watch Hill 203 sink into the abyss of blood and fire, unable to provide any support. The exhausted remaining defenders of Hill 203 looked blankly at the Japanese troops swarming up the hill like flies. Although the defenders of the Rakshasa Empire were about to use up their last bit of strength, they still did not give up! For a whole day, Hill 203 was submerged in gunfire and smoke. It was a hell of blood, limbs and madness.

The Japanese suicide squad rushed into the fortress and seized the commanding heights. Nogi Maresuke hacked a Rakshasa to death with his sword and continued to rush forward without stopping. When he turned a corner, he encountered a Rakshasa stabbing him with a bayonet. After all, due to his old age, Nogi Maresuke dodged the stab and fell to the ground exhausted.

When the Rakshasa was about to make a finishing move, Nogi Maresuke's guards finally found him and a few gunshots ended the Rakshasa's life.

The guards quickly helped Nogi Maresuke up. If he died, Japan's victory would be greatly reduced.

The melee continued, and the Rakshasa people finally couldn't hold on any longer. After a brief and fierce hand-to-hand combat, the remaining Rakshasa defenders, frightened out of their wits by the momentum, surrendered one after another.

随后,倭军后续部队第1师团所部也涌了进来,开始肃清敌人,实现真正占领203高地,罗刹守军在203高地的防卫终于崩溃了。6月5日凌晨,倭军在这座高地面前,升起了倭奴显王国的军旗。

"Long live the king!" "Long live the king!" The Japanese soldiers shouted especially loudly, and some of them even started crying while shouting.

The battle for Hill 203 became the world's largest and most deadly battle for a fortress at that time. The hill was originally 204 meters above sea level, but after thousands of shells were dropped from the repeated bombardment, the height had dropped to 203 meters when it was measured again after the war. The top of the hill was cut off by a full meter.

"Nogi-kun, your courage is worthy of praise, but please return home immediately after the war!" Tachimiya Naofumi admired his bravery but despised his tactical qualities and strategic vision.

After 8 days of fighting, the Japanese army suffered casualties in front of Hill 203. If Hill 203 had not been occupied and if Nogi Maresuke had not personally gone to the front line, some people in the 3rd Army would have planned to punish the traitor.

"The Pacific Fleet is finished!" Makarov slumped in his chair. He realized this when he received the news that Hill 203 had fallen.

"Order the artillery to pull up the heavy artillery as quickly as possible!" Naofumi Tachimiya said impatiently as he looked at the harbor in front of him.

The occupation of Hill 203 finally gave the Japanese army a commanding height from which they could control the overall situation. Then, the Japanese army placed 280mm heavy artillery on the top of the mountain and bombarded Mashijin City under the hill, the Luosha garrison positions opposite, and the Luosha Empire fleet in the harbor, completely cutting off the connection between the Luosha army in Mashijin Port and the Luosha Army on land. When the entire bay was within the range of the Japanese artillery, the fall of Mashijin was imminent. Mashijin Port became a burning, exploding, bloody bay, with heavy artillery shells exploding everywhere in Mashijin Port. Except for the ironclad ship Sevastopol and seven small ships, all other ships had lost their combat effectiveness.

On June 6, a shell hit the command post of the Mashijin Defense Fortress, and the Russian Army's land defense commander Kontrachenko was killed on the spot.

"Kontrachenko is dead? It's hard for him to hold on for so long. I order all ships to open their sea valves! Sink!" Makarov said casually, "This is my last order. After executing it, you can surrender! Everyone has done their best!"

"General..." Makarov interrupted the others before they could finish their words and waved his hand to tell them to go out.

Looking at the revolver in front of him, Makarov finally raised the gun. "Goodbye my child... Goodbye my dear..."

"Bang!" A gunshot shook the hearts of a group of Rakshasa officers outside the door.

The death of the main general caused the Luosha defenders to quickly lose their combat effectiveness. On July 1905, 7, the Luosha defenders sent a special envoy to request surrender.

The Japanese army deployed a total of 13 troops, and the loss was as high as 5.9 heads, almost half of them. The Battle of Mashijin lasted for more than days, which was the longest battle in the entire Romania-Japan War.

The total strength of the Rakshasa Army's land and navy was more than 5, 3.2 of them were captured, nearly 2 were killed or wounded, and the entire Pacific Fleet in the port was destroyed.

Rakshasa Empire, St. Petersburg.

None of the ministers present at the meeting dared to tell the Tsar the news of the destruction of the Pacific Fleet. Who knew if the Tsar would kill some unlucky guy in a rage?

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but we didn't dare to speak.

"What happened? Why don't you say anything?" The Tsar asked, looking at the pile of quails below.

"Your Majesty, the Far East Mashijin has fallen, and the Pacific Fleet has been destroyed!"

"Lieutenant General Makarov committed suicide, and the fortress commander Kontrachenko died in battle!" The Grand Chamberlain said tremblingly.

"Crash..." A pile of pots and plates were thrown on the ground by the Tsar, and the important officials of the Rakshasa Empire were waiting for the supreme ruler of this country to finish venting his anger.

"Where is the 2.3nd and rd Pacific Fleets?" The Tsar asked calmly, but the murderous intent in his eyes could not be hidden.

"We are almost reaching Annan, and the Franks are willing to provide the necessary supplies." Navy Minister Mikhail said cautiously.

"Let them go directly to Vladivostok. Mashijin has already fallen, so there is no need to go there. Now we must ensure the safety of the Second Fleet. That is our last capital!" said the Tsar coldly.

"What about the 4th Fleet? They have already arrived near Zhuya Sea in Xunyang. What should they do?"

"We have spent money, so the Drake people must achieve some results. Let them move freely! Tell them that they will not pay the balance without sufficient achievements!" The Tsar was planning to default on his debt. The money for renting and purchasing Drake battleships was paid in one lump sum, but only half of the salary of the Drake volunteers was paid.

“Isn’t this bad…?”

"His Majesty……"

The Tsar ignored them and returned to the palace to mourn his Pacific Fleet.

At this time, the 4th Fleet commanded by Leo was in Zhuya Sea, waiting for the supply ship from Fengqi Port.

"General, we are late after all." Leo said to Lieutenant General Makanov who looked haggard next to him.

"Yes, after sailing nearly 2 nautical miles, we still failed to save the Pacific Fleet. It was also wishful thinking on my part. How could we possibly save them with just four warships!" Makanov sighed.

"General, you underestimate our fleet. Next, I will let you see how powerful the Drakes are!" Leo said confidently, patting the steel behemoth under him.