Warlords: I just made a little fortune, but I didn’t build a country.

To be honest, after 1.2 artillery shells were fired, more than percent of the Japanese's heavy firepower was destroyed, a large number of armored tanks were destroyed, and the same was true for artillery positions. One large-caliber howitzer after another was destroyed, making the Japanese sigh.

As for why they sighed, the reason was simple: they had no way to sanction the Qin Empire.

It's like you are fighting with someone. The other person is a well-trained special forces soldier, and you are a rookie. You, the rookie, are holding a wooden stick, while the special forces soldier is holding an advanced sniper rifle, which can kill you within a thousand meters. Moreover, the other person also has an infrared-assisted sight, and a red dot is pointing at your head through hundreds or thousands of meters. How do you fight back?

"Damn China pig!"

The smoke of gunpowder hung heavily over the frontline positions like a thick curtain, and the bombardment of 1.2 artillery shells had completely reshaped the land.

The trenches that were once fairly neat had now turned into a huge ruin. The soil was stirred up like surging mud waves, piled up layer by layer, and there were countless broken sandbags, broken wooden stakes and twisted barbed wire in between.

The outline of the trench had long been blurred, as if it had been twisted by an invisible giant hand. The bodies of the Japanese soldiers, which had been blown to pieces, lay in this chaotic quagmire. Some were missing arms and legs, and some were buried with only half of their bodies exposed. Their faces still showed expressions of fear and despair, and their eyes were wide open, as if they were still witnessing the moment of doomsday.

The Japanese bunkers, which were once the defensive fortresses they thought were impregnable, have now turned into piles of broken concrete and twisted steel bars. Huge rocks are scattered everywhere, some of which half-cover the unrecognizable bodies of Japanese soldiers, some of which are flattened, and some of which are smashed by rocks. The interior of the bunker is in a mess, with weapons and equipment flying everywhere, and the charred marks left by the ammunition boxes after they were detonated are all over the walls like the claws of a devil.

The once empty area is now covered with dense bomb craters, some as big as small lakes, and some small enough to trap people. The bomb craters overlap and intersect with each other, filled with stagnant water, mud and blood, shining a sickening dark red light under the sunlight. The trees that were blown off lie on the ground in all directions, some are still burning, and black smoke rises.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, burning and blood, which lingered for a long time.

At this time, the Japanese had been stunned. After the missile attack, there was another wave of air strikes, and then there was a fire attack of tens of thousands of artillery shells, which made them almost disoriented.

Looking at this ruined position, the Japanese soldiers were questioning in their hearts, is this still the defensive fortification they carefully built?

"Shan, Yamamoto-kun!"

The Japanese soldier looked at his limbs that were blown off and shouted to the captain beside him, "I! It hurts so much, can you call a military doctor for me, a military doctor!"

"pain!"

"Do you know it hurts now?"

The Japanese sergeant known as Yamamoto-kun looked at the soldiers whose hands and feet were blown off. There was no pity in his eyes, but instead he was filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Deserve it!"

As he spoke, a dagger pierced deeply into the heart of the Japanese soldier. The cold dagger made the Japanese soldier's heart suddenly cold. He looked at the teacher who taught him how to shoot and asked, "Why... why?"

"Because you are the war initiator!"

"And I'm not."

Yamamoto Taiji turned the dagger in his hand, causing the soldier to scream in pain, but the scream was covered by the artillery shells and no one could hear it. The Japanese soldiers in the distance saw this scene and thought it was a sentimental scene. The reluctance to see the soldiers sacrificed made many of them almost cry. This affectionate scene should be recorded.

"You war initiators started the war. Have you ever considered us civilians who don't want to be eroded by the flames of war? We just want to live a quiet life, fishing, drinking wine and living a simple life. But all of this was overturned by you war initiators. I hate you!"

Yamamoto Taiji twirled the dagger in his hand again and gritted his teeth, "You sent my family to the battlefield, you forced my relatives to join the army, and you forcibly confiscated our family's savings, leaving us unable to survive. Since we can't survive, then we don't have to live anymore."

"die!"

The shout expressed Yamamoto Taiji's dissatisfaction with the initiators of the war in the Eastern Kingdom, and it represented not only Yamamoto Taiji alone, but a huge group of hundreds of thousands or even millions of people.

In the Great Qin Empire, there is the Imperial Army that is trying to save the country in a roundabout way. Now in the East Asian country, there are naturally "pro-Qin factions" that oppose the war. With the help of the Intelligence Bureau, they have found an organization, and are operating underground, providing intelligence to the Intelligence Bureau. As long as they have accumulated enough military merits, they can be protected by the Great Qin Empire.

Under the brainwashing of the Intelligence Bureau, there are now about one million Japanese people who have joined the organization and are active underground in the Japanese country. This is why the Intelligence Bureau can know every move, plan, and tactic of the Japanese country in detail, because there are one million pawns in the dark providing intelligence to the Intelligence Bureau.

Yamamoto Taiji's task was to convey the location of the Ninth Army's firepower points within the position to the Intelligence Bureau, which would then integrate the intelligence and pass the message to the front-line troops, asking the front-line troops to send out heavy firepower forces to attack and destroy the Japanese's firepower points.

This is why the Japanese called the Qin Army "eyes in the sky". No matter where they located their arsenal, they would be targeted by the missiles of the Qin Empire in the next quarter of an hour. This is the reason.

After killing the soldiers, Yamamoto Taiji prepared to withdraw from the front line, because now all the firepower points were destroyed, and the next moment, the large force of the Qin army would charge. By then, there would be no words "pro-Qin faction" above its head. Bullets have no eyes, so it had to protect itself.

At the same time, within this position, there were many people who had the same idea as Yamamoto Taiji, including the highest-ranking officer, a colonel, who began to think of ways to withdraw from the front line.

"Military doctor!"

Taiji Yamamoto was shot in the shoulder, causing a superficial abrasion, and then with the help of a military doctor, he went to the rear to recuperate.

At the same time, hundreds of Japanese soldiers with wounds in their shoulders or thighs suddenly appeared in the rear. They smiled because they had successfully completed the mission. This mission would be recorded as a great merit.