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

As night falls, the inky sky covers the earth, but amidst the total silence surging waves are hidden.

In the dark, 1296 rocket launchers are lurking in the dark night like steel behemoths. They carry heavy resentment and are about to sound the strongest note of revenge.

"Attention, brigade commanders. Attention, brigade commanders."

The deputy commander of the Qin army shouted on the phone, "The time is up. According to the combat plan, fire at the designated target!"

"emission!"

Following the commander's order, in an instant, the earth was torn apart by dazzling light, and 1,296 rocket launchers roared in unison, spewing out tongues of fire like giant dragons emerging from the sea, rushing straight towards the Japanese's front-line positions.

More than 20,000 rocket shells, dragging long tails of flames, streaked across the night sky like a meteor chasing the moon, instantly lighting up the darkness. The light was more dazzling than the daylight, reflecting the determination and resolve shining on each rocket launcher.

"Whoosh whoosh."

"boom!"

The first wave of shells hit the enemy position with a thunderous force. In an instant, the front line of the Japanese was illuminated by the flames of the explosion. Mud, rocks and human body parts were thrown into the sky, the sandbags were blown to pieces, and the barbed wire was easily torn, twisted and deformed like fragile spider silk, and splashed everywhere.

The Japanese soldiers who were waiting in full battle array on the battlefield were thrown into chaos by the sudden attack. They screamed in fear and ran around, but there was nowhere to escape. They could only struggle in vain in this sea of ​​fire.

Then, the follow-up shells came one after another, and the continuous explosions were like rolling thunder, shaking the earth and the mountains. Shells fell accurately into the enemy group, and the high-explosive warheads released devastating energy, turning the enemy's camp into a living hell.

"boom!"

The ammunition depot was detonated, triggering a series of more violent explosions. A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the billowing smoke looked particularly hideous under the light of the fire. The trees that were blown off were burning, making crackling sounds, as if sounding the death knell for the Japanese.

The bodies of the Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the ground, some were blown beyond recognition, and some were incomplete. The smell of blood and smoke intertwined and filled the entire battlefield. The living Japanese soldiers had long lost the will to resist. They trembled in fear, their spirits collapsed, and they knelt down to beg for mercy. The arrogance and domineeringness they once had were gone.

The roar of the rocket launchers did not stop. They continued to pour out revenge shells, venting their long-pent-up hatred until the Japanese front-line positions were completely destroyed and turned into a dead ruin, leaving only broken walls and dense wreckage.

"Round two, fire."

The earth was still shaking slightly from the roar of the first round of rockets, the pungent smoke had not yet completely dissipated, and the painful groans of the Japanese soldiers could still be heard faintly from the ruins. But the rage of revenge would not be easily extinguished!

In the darkness, 1296 rocket launchers once again raised their stern gun barrels, like giant steel beasts staring at their prey in the dark night, ready for a new round of deadly attacks.

At the commander's command, a raging flame instantly gushed out of the muzzle, more violent and hotter than before. More than 20,000 rocket shells screamed through the night sky, rushing towards the Japanese camp like a raging steel torrent.

This time, the accurate shells rained down on the camp. The tents were instantly overturned and torn apart, turning into burning fragments that flew everywhere. The Japanese soldiers woke up from their sleep, and before they could react, they were thrown up by the blast. Some were blown away and hit the tree trunks hard, and died instantly; some were buried under the collapsed fortifications, leaving only a pair of desperate hands struggling in the ruins; others were surrounded by flames, screaming miserably and rolling on the ground in pain.

The dirt and sand kicked up by the explosion swept through the camp like a storm, ruthlessly crushing everything in its way. Weapons and equipment were blown to pieces, guns were broken, and ammunition was scattered everywhere, causing more explosions and chaos.

In the firelight, the Japanese soldiers completely lost their ability to resist. They ran around like headless flies, trampling on each other. The once invincible army was now in disarray, leaving only endless fear and despair.

1296 rocket launchers continued to roar, flooding this sinister land with the most violent artillery fire, making the Japanese pay a heavy price for their atrocities, until the camp was razed to the ground, becoming a dead, scorched earth with only billowing smoke, burning debris, and shrapnel all over the ground.

Two rounds of missile bombardment, two rounds of rocket attacks, 1024 missiles were fired, and more than rocket shells were fired. The targets of these missiles and rocket shells were all the Japanese. They used missiles to hit the Japanese soldiers, and used rocket shells to hit the Japanese soldiers, in order to massacre the Japanese army of one million defending outside the imperial city.

"emission."

This one million Japanese army will not let the army take action, but will directly use missiles and rocket shells to attack, using missiles and rocket shells to open a path so that the infantry can directly attack the Japanese imperial city of Kyoto.

"Boom!"

In the night sky, the trajectory of the shells was clearly visible, like an upside-down river in the sky, or like countless angry brushstrokes, wantonly painting the color of destruction on the dark canvas. The strong light dyed the nearby clouds red, as if it was the morning glow ignited before dawn, but this was not the dawn of a new life, but a declaration of death and destruction.

As the shells were fired, the ground began to tremble violently, like a giant struggling in pain. Dust and smoke filled the air around the firing position, and the pungent smell of gunpowder quickly spread, making it almost impossible to breathe. Each explosion was accompanied by a strong shock wave, which ruthlessly swept the sand, rocks, and vegetation on the ground into the air, forming small "eyes of the storm".

This nighttime salvo of rockets and artillery shells was like a fireworks feast from hell. The spectacular and shocking scene made people deeply feel the art of war.

The range of the fifth-generation Suzaku rocket launcher has been greatly improved and now exceeds 30 kilometers, so this range of more than 30 kilometers adds to the excitement of this feast.

"Your Majesty!"

Guo Dahai said with a smile while holding the satellite phone, "There is a sea of ​​fire in front of me now. In just half an hour or so, nearly 100,000 shells were fired, blowing up the Japanese frontline soldiers and leaving no trace of their bodies."

"That's the effect we want."

Qin Lin's voice came from the phone. Qin Lin was very concerned about the last battle on the front line and gave instructions. That is, if the problem can be solved with artillery shells, do not use people to solve it, and all the ammunition in the front-line arsenal should be cleared out.

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

Guo Dahai issued a military order and shouted, "Just give me half a month, and I will make the Kyoto Imperial City of the East Ocean Kingdom disappear completely from the world."