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

Chapter 1052 The storm is coming

It was already dark, but Su Zhengyang's residence was still brightly lit.

Stein straightened his military uniform, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

"Your Excellency the President." He stood at attention and saluted, his voice filled with genuine respect.

As a general summoned from World War II Germany, he had long regarded the young leader as the object of his loyalty.

Su Zhengyang was reviewing documents and looked up at him: "Sit down, General Stein."

"Yes." Stein sat down at the table and respectfully handed over a thick battle plan. "This is the general attack plan for Kyoto that we have formulated. Please take a look."

Su Zhengyang took the plan and motioned for him to continue.

"Based on the characteristics of the four ace divisions," Stein began to explain in detail, "we will adopt a multi-point breakthrough tactic. Ike's Skeleton Division will be responsible for the main attack and break through from the southeast. Li Feil's Revitalization Division will provide fire support and suppress the enemy's artillery positions."

He pointed at the map and continued, "Klinghe's Imperial Division will use rocket artillery groups to launch saturation attacks on the enemy's command center. Otto's Northern Division will be responsible for multiple feints to distract the enemy's attention."

"There's news from the Mitsui family," Stein added, "that they have mastered the detailed deployment of the Fuso army. Our firepower strikes will be directly aimed at these military targets."

Su Zhengyang looked through the plan carefully and nodded from time to time.

"The general offensive is scheduled for three days from now," Stein continued, "by then, we will deploy all our main forces. With the strength of the four ace divisions, I am confident that we can completely destroy Fuso's resistance in Kyoto in the shortest possible time."

"Very good," Su Zhengyang finally spoke, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "Kyoto is Fuso's last bastion in Kanto, I will make them pay with blood."

"Yes, Mr. President," Stein replied immediately, "With the intelligence provided by the Mitsui family, we can accurately strike every military target. The bombardment of rocket launchers and heavy artillery will make the Fuso people taste the bitter fruit of war."

Su Zhengyang put down the plan, stood up and walked to the window: "General Stein, you must remember that this is not only a military action, but also a reckoning for Fuso's years of aggression."

"Jawohl!" Stein replied solemnly, "I assure you that every shell will cost the enemy. We will use the force of thunder and lightning to completely destroy their will to resist."

Su Zhengyang turned around and sneered: "Very good. You have proved your ability with the record of the two Acropolis. I believe that the battle of Kyoto will make the Fuso people remember today's lesson forever."

"Thank you, Mr. President, for your trust!" Stein straightened his back.

"Go," Su Zhengyang said, "get the troops ready. Three days later, I want to see Kyoto turned into a sea of ​​fire, so that the Fuso people will understand the price of invading China."

"Guarantee to complete the mission!" Stein stood at attention, saluted, turned and left.

Looking at Stein's departing back, Su Zhengyang's eyes became sharp. The Battle of Kyoto would be a bloody reckoning of Fuso by China. And these elite German troops summoned by him from World War II would surely create glory again in this battle of revenge.

Two days later, in the basement of a butcher shop in Kyoto, under the dim light, a dozen figures sat around a long table.

Fujita Ying sat in the main seat and glanced at everyone present: "Everyone, tomorrow night is the time to act."

"The Chamber of Commerce is ready," Sanhechun whispered, "All major shops will close tomorrow evening to allow the employees to participate in the parade."

Chang Wujiang nodded: "Not to mention the workers. The textile factory alone can recruit tens of thousands of people. They have long been dissatisfied with the status quo."

"Very good," Fujita unfolded a map of Kyoto, "Now let me tell you the details of the action again. Remember, this is not an ordinary march, but an action to awaken the people."

He ran his finger over the map. "The first place is the industrial zone. Changwu, this is your area of ​​responsibility. Gather at least 30,000 workers and start the march from the west gate."

Chang Wujiang nodded solemnly: "Understood. The workers will be in place on time."

"The second place is the commercial district." Fujita Ying looked at Sanhe Chun, "The Chamber of Commerce's people must gather on East Street. Remember, the number of people cannot be less than 30,000."

Sanhechun said softly: "All shops have been notified. The guards will also cooperate with the operation."

"The third and fourth locations are the downtown area and the samurai area," Fujita continued. "Yamamoto Satoshi has already made connections, and there will be a large number of samurai involved."

"The fifth area is the college area," he looked at Nako in the corner, "how are the students preparing?"

Nako said firmly: "All schools have been connected. We will definitely show up on time tomorrow night."

"Remember," Fujita Ying's voice suddenly became low, "all the parades will eventually gather in front of the Imperial Palace. When that time comes, the army will definitely come forward to suppress it."

Sanhechun frowned: "Isn't this too risky?"

"This is exactly what we want," said Fujita Ying with a gleam in his eyes. "When they disperse their forces, it's time for us to show the public opinion. Let them see how angry the people of Kyoto are."

"I see," Chang Wujiang suddenly realized, "We need to let them see the power of the people."

Fujita Ying nodded: "That's right. But the momentum must be large enough to make them understand the seriousness of the situation. So the number of people in each area cannot be small."

"What about the time?" asked Sanhechun.

"It will start at 6pm tomorrow evening," said Fujita Ying, "and all teams must arrive at the designated location before dark. Remember, this time we want to awaken the entire Kyoto."

Everyone nodded, with a determined look on their face.

"Okay," Fujita Ying stood up, "Now let's go back and prepare. Tomorrow night is the moment to change the fate of Kyoto."

The figures in the basement disappeared into the darkness one by one. Fujita Ying looked at the map on the table, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. Tomorrow night, Kyoto will usher in an unprecedented storm.

When the last person's footsteps disappeared on the stairs, Yamamoto Satoshi walked out from the shadows and said softly, "Brother Ying."

Fujita Ying didn't even raise his head and continued to study the map: "Go ahead."

Yamamoto Satoshi looked around and confirmed that no one was around. He lowered his voice and said, "I just received news that they will also take action at six o'clock tomorrow night."

Fujita Ying paused his finger on the map, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "The time is well chosen."

"Yes," said Yamamoto Satoshi meaningfully, "when the army is tied down by our parade, the city defenses will inevitably be empty."

"These people think they are speaking for the people," Fujita Ying chuckled, "but they don't know that they are just pawns in this chess game."

Yamamoto nodded: "By this time tomorrow, the situation in Kyoto will have completely changed."

"Go and have some rest," Fujita Ying put away the map, "Tomorrow is a big day."

In the dim basement, the figures of the two gradually disappeared into the darkness. And this ancient capital was about to usher in its darkest night.