Chapter 1049: Fatty is coming!

Okinawa, Steel Saw Ridge.

Cruel meat grinder battlefield.

The war had been going on for a long time, but both sides were still in a stalemate.

Due to MacArthur's refusal, Nimitz couldn't use the "Black Death" as an offensive weapon, otherwise this place would have been taken long ago.

However, regarding this, Nimitz deployed the final force in his hands, which was the Special Operations Battalion of the 1st Marine Division!

An original battalion should have been composed of 500 to 700 people, but this "Storming Battalion" actually had 1,200 people! It was equivalent to a reinforced battalion combination!

And the weapons it was equipped with made even Nimitz somewhat envious.

Because their weapons were specially crafted by the Far East Group, which could be called an absolute sharp blade.

"Hey, where is that guy?"

Just as Zhang Cheng and Victor returned, Logan couldn't help but ask.

"Sacrificed, what a pity, God was shot through the chest by those Japanese!"

Revealing a cold smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but explain.

And hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Logan looked at Victor, then immediately said, "Damn it, you guys killed him!"

"Shouldn't he have died? On this battlefield, actually saving the lives of Japanese?"

Looking at Logan beside him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but scold him.

Because in troubled times, one must kill the holy mother first; this was a must-do thing.

What kind of person Desmond was before, what kind of things he had done, Zhang Cheng didn't care at all, but as long as he stepped onto the battlefield and dared to save the enemy, then he would definitely be treated as a Japanese by Zhang Cheng!

After all, he had already prepared to drop the "Black Death" when he came to Steel Saw Ridge.

So what if MacArthur didn't allow it? He wasn't an Army grunt, he was a Navy lord!

"Drop TX-3, remember, large-scale drop!"

Looking at the people behind him seriously, Zhang Cheng became solemn.

"If it's a large-scale drop, civilians will also be affected!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Logan just wanted to stop him, but was pulled by Victor beside him.

"Don't stop him, Logan, if we don't drop the 'Black Death,' our comrades will also suffer heavy losses!"

Looking at Logan seriously, Victor understood Zhang Cheng's idea.

Because on a battlefield like Steel Saw Ridge, if you don't use "unconventional weapons," you can't effectively curb the situation.

You must know, in the Okinawa battlefield, the U. S. military suffered more than 20,000 casualties, and the number of wounded reached more than 50,000.

And this was the result achieved only under strong artillery support; one can imagine how cruel it was here!

As for civilians, Zhang Cheng didn't care about them at all; as long as it wasn't in the Far East, even if he used a nuclear bomb, no one could question his decision!

Because when a general is away, he is not bound by the orders of the sovereign!

"Prepare!"

On the small artillery ground, soldiers were loading weapons one by one.

Not long after, as an arm waved, a whistling sound appeared in the sky.

When the black mist began to spread toward the entire Steel Saw Ridge, the Japanese soldiers hiding in the dark immediately began to wail.

As the desperate sounds gradually resounded through the clouds, the U. S. military below also looked up in disbelief.

And just as they saw the black mist beginning to spread, they were immediately stunned on the spot, because what kind of weapon was this!

In the command post, when MacArthur learned that the black mist was beginning to spread on Steel Saw Ridge, he was stunned on the spot, because wasn't this the biochemical weapon "Black Death" invented by the Far East Group!

You must know, he participated in the review of this weapon back then, and it was precisely because of its characteristic of not distinguishing between friend and foe that he rejected it, but now, they had actually moved this weapon onto the battlefield again.

"Damn Far East Group, are they not afraid of sanctions!"

Pounding the table and roaring in anger, MacArthur bellowed.

But looking at MacArthur beside him, the Major General to the side spoke, "The proposal for this weapon was agreed to by Sean Hua of the Legal Department! And our President also knows!"

Hearing the Major General's words, MacArthur roared, "Didn't I tell Nimitz not to allow the use of the Black Death?"

"But the problem is, the Special Operations Battalion's weapons and equipment are provided by the Far East Group!"

Looking at MacArthur embarrassedly, the Major General explained again.

On Steel Saw Ridge, silent slaughter was continuing.

Watching the scarlet light gradually disappearing in front, Zhang Cheng turned around again and said, "Increase the drop, range five kilometers..."

"No, that's already close to the city!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Logan roared.

"This is war, not children playing house, Logan! I need to be responsible for my soldiers, there are people in their hometowns waiting for them to go back!"

Watching Logan refuse his order again, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but scold.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Logan fell silent.

"Drop!"

With a roar, Zhang Cheng's words immediately made the soldiers take action.

"Bang bang bang!"

As the "Black Death" rushed toward the firmament again, the Japanese soldiers in the distance began to struggle painfully.

Because facing the Black Death, ordinary soldiers, after being contaminated, could only wait for death in despair!

Several days later, after Zhang Cheng's "effective clearing," the entire Steel Saw Ridge had been thoroughly occupied.

As for how he managed to do all this, it was "Black Death" bomb, Black Death bomb, then U. S. military charge.

Looking at the corpses lying horizontally and vertically on the ground, Zhang Cheng smiled coldly, "See that? This is my masterpiece!"

"You really are a butcher!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Logan, even though he had experienced many wars, had never seen such a scene.

Because this was a full ten thousand people lying before him!

However, facing Logan's mockery, Zhang Cheng revealed a playful expression, "So what, I won in the end!"

"Withdraw them, absolutely do not allow them to appear on my battlefield again!"

Looking at the situation on Steel Saw Ridge in anger, MacArthur roared.

Because he never expected that the Special Operations Battalion of the 1st Marine Division was such a cruel unit.

He was a great general, now that the reputation of using biochemical weapons had spread, how would he mix in the future!

Two months later.

In a certain base, Zhang Cheng learned of the plan to drop the atomic bomb and immediately spoke, "Tell Nimitz, I want to be the pilot who drops the bomb!"

"Boss, this seems too dangerous!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lai Fujie hurriedly refused.

"No, it must be me, do you understand? Lai Fujie!"

Speaking seriously, Zhang Cheng became solemn.

"Okay, Boss, I will communicate with Nimitz!"

Hanging up the phone, Lai Fujie frowned, "Boss is really messing around!"

However, although he said that, as a butler, the things Lai Fujie should do would never have any hesitation!

A week later, as an "excellent" pilot who was "selected," Zhang Cheng successfully boarded the bomber and took off.

Loading the "Fat Man," which had 1.5 times the destructive power of "Little Boy," Zhang Cheng, just like in history, headed to Nagasaki due to weather conditions.

In history, the destructive power of this nuclear bomb didn't reach expectations, but this time it was different; Zhang Cheng would make it a dazzling star!

After approaching Nagasaki, Zhang Cheng slowly lowered the altitude, and then, in a situation where everyone could see him, opened the hatch.

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by a falling meteor, a mushroom cloud-like explosion instantly swept through the entire Nagasaki.

Watching the towering thick smoke rolling behind him and the terrifying storm, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but cheer, "Explosion is art! Hahahaha!"

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