Chapter 1045: Franklin can solve everything!

The whistling sea breeze swept by, waves rolling in bursts.

Gazing at the approaching island in the distance, people held their breath, waiting for war to descend.

Checking the weapons in his hands, Zhang Cheng turned his head and looked at the soldiers behind him, "What's the first thing to do after landing?"

"Kill them all!"

Facing Zhang Cheng's questioning, the soldiers of the Special Operations Battalion behind roared.

"That's right, buddies, we came here just to kill them all!"

Revealing a satisfied smile, Zhang Cheng roared, "Prepare to storm the beach!"

"Boom!"

The hatch opened, and giant waves struck, instantly soaking everyone.

But just at the moment of looking up, countless artillery fire was pouring toward Iwo Jima before them.

Riding the landing craft and approaching quickly, the Japanese army from the island also began to counterattack.

Kuribayashi Tadamichi didn't foolishly want to decide the outcome with the U. S. military on the beach, but instead hollowed out the two mountains on Iwo Jima, using them as fixed cover to block the advance.

But he clearly thought one thing wrong, which was that even if he hollowed out the entire Iwo Jima, Zhang Cheng would still find them one by one, and then thoroughly send them to the guillotine!

"Boom boom boom!"

Artillery fire landed on the beach, instantly stirring up a burst of explosions.

Looking at the swirling sand and dust flying, Zhang Cheng waved his arm, signaling the soldiers under his command to quickly find cover.

Looking at the dense firepower before him, Victor came to Zhang Cheng's side and roared, "Zhang, the firepower is too fierce, our soldiers can't get close at all!"

"Then blow up the firepower points!"

Signaling for the artillerymen to move up, Zhang Cheng picked up a bazooka, then aimed at the bunker in the distance.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the bunker in the distance was instantly destroyed under thick smoke and flames.

Watching the U. S. military constantly rushing up before him, the Japanese army also roared, "The time to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor has arrived, Banzai!"

"Banzai!"

Hearing the people shouting "Long live" and rushing out, the other U. S. soldiers were also not lightly scared.

Because this was a near-suicidal counter-assault!

But facing the Japanese, the soldiers of the Special Operations Battalion adjusted their state very quickly, then set up heavy machine guns to sweep.

Because they weren't dealing with this group of Japanese for the first time; both sides were clear on what methods the other had.

Provoking the U. S. military wasn't scary, but provoking Zhang Cheng, he dared to drop biochemical weapons!

Any international convention, in his eyes, was all nonsense; he hadn't signed it, so how could he acknowledge it? Besides, even if he had signed it, he could still deny it!

Anti-aircraft guns leveled, military court!

"Kill them all!"

Picking up the Gatling gun in his hand and advancing, Zhang Cheng roared while cutting the Japanese soldiers in half at the waist.

Watching Zhang Cheng rushing to the front line, Victor said in shock, "I feel like he's crazy!"

"Wasn't he crazy long ago?"

Looking at Victor suspiciously, Logan asked in doubt.

"James, reload!"

Watching the Gatling gun in his hand run out of bullets, Zhang Cheng swung it around and smashed it fiercely toward the rushing Japanese soldiers.

Watching the other party's steel helmet get smashed directly before his eyes, Zhang Cheng then stepped on the other party's neck and smashed fiercely.

"Coming, Boss!"

Covered in Gatling ammunition belts, James hurriedly acted as logistics supply to reload the Gatling gun.

Looking at all this in shock, Victor's face was filled with disbelief, "When the Gatling gun was researched back then, did it have this kind of usage?"

Having experienced several major historical battles, Victor also didn't expect that in Zhang Cheng's hands, the Gatling gun could actually be used as a "walnut hammer"!

"You should ask them that, after all, the Far East Group also has the patent for the Gatling gun!"

Speaking to Victor beside him, Logan laughed, because this was really a hell of a joke!

"Tat-tat-tat, tat-tat-tat!"

After reloading the bullets, the Gatling gun was like a light saving the world, purifying all sins.

Watching the Japanese soldiers falling like cut rice before him, James couldn't help but sigh, "Too brutal!"

"What did you say?"

Turning his head to look at James, Zhang Cheng watched the gun barrel begin to smoke and asked.

"Nothing, Boss!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with twitching corners of his mouth, James spoke with embarrassment.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the roar of countless artillery shells, the U. S. military began to break through the first line of defense.

However, this was just an appetizer; after all, the real difficulties were still behind!

In the battle for the second height of Iwo Jima, both sides had thoroughly evolved into a war of attrition, even with daily advances of less than four meters!

Especially at Height 382, it had turned into a meat grinder.

Responsible for the eastern battlefield, Zhang Cheng directed the soldiers to rush into the tunnels, using flamethrowers.

"Whoosh!"

Scorching fire oil flooded the tunnel, directly "roasting" the Japanese soldiers inside into well-done people.

Listening to the wails coming from inside, the soldiers who pulled out hand grenades quickly threw them in.

"Bang bang!"

Continuous explosions sounded, and the wails in the tunnel gradually disappeared.

"James, go in and execute! If you meet any guys still alive, don't be polite, give them a shot!"

Looking at James beside him, Zhang Cheng signaled.

"Couldn't you let Victor go?"

Complaining to Zhang Cheng, James spoke with bad luck.

However, although he said that, James still honestly walked in and executed the remaining Japanese soldiers inside.

And this was the Special Operations Battalion's way of doing things: if you meet survivors, don't be polite, give them a shot!

Just after Zhang Cheng and the others finished handling the trouble here, the messenger in the rear ran up quickly and said, "Major, the commander wants you to lead the Special Operations Battalion to Height 382 to fight, thoroughly destroy the Japanese defense line!"

Hearing the other party's words, Zhang Cheng said indifferently, "I know, I will take Height 382 as soon as possible!"

And just after the messenger left, Zhang Cheng roared, "Assemble, everyone head to Height 382!"

Facing Zhang Cheng's words, the soldiers were all melancholic, "Battalion Commander, we have been fighting continuously for five days!"

Looking at the soldiers' disheveled appearance, Zhang Cheng said seriously, "I know everyone can't hold on, but we fight for freedom, for the great people, so, after the battle ends, I will give each person about 100,000 to 500,000 U. S. dollars according to the number of enemies killed, so that even if you die in battle, you will have the ability to let your families live a prosperous life!"

"How much? 100,000 to 500,000?"

"Then what are we waiting for? Fight the height? Quick!"

"Don't say 382, any mountain will do!"

"Is there a special reward for taking the Imperial Palace?"

Just as the soldiers of the Special Operations Battalion became excited, James walked out, widening his eyes and saying, "What's going on? Everyone is like they've been injected with chicken blood!"

"Your Boss is crazy? He wants to give each person a reward of 100,000 to 500,000 U. S. dollars!"

Looking at James beside him, Victor laughed, "Aha, your company is going to go bankrupt!"

"Huh?"

Looking at Victor in disbelief, James was stunned, "Is this money a lot? But it's only a few days of profit!"

"A few days? Are they that capable of making money?"

Questioning Logan, Victor asked.

"I don't know, but I know, a military enterprise definitely won't be very poor!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Logan also explained seriously.

On Height 382, a large number of U. S. soldiers were rushing forward crazily.

Zhang Cheng behind roared, "Charge charge charge! Tear them apart!"

And facing the Japanese gunfire, the U. S. military also displayed the power of "Franklin," which was that in front of U. S. dollars, anyone had to be beaten into a sieve by American-style iaijutsu!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1046 =====