Ijiyuan Goro thought in his mind that if he entered the Strait of Malacca and passed through Singapore, then when the return fleet was replenishing supplies in Singapore, it would definitely be discovered by the Chinese intelligence department. Then, Ijiyuan Goro was facing the layers of blockade of the Chinese South China Sea Fleet.

Even if you enter the South China Sea safely, should you break through the Taiwan Strait or transfer to the Bashi Strait? However, what Ijiyuan Goro is sure of is that on these two straits, the Chinese Navy must have set up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for the return fleet to fly into the flames.

But if you don’t enter the Strait of Malacca, can you turn around and enter the Indian Ocean, pass through Australia from the Alafra Sea and enter the Coral Sea, then enter the South Pacific Ocean, and finally detour the entire island of Micronesia?

In that case, the return fleet will almost detour half a Pacific Ocean! As long as the journey goes well, the return fleet will likely return to Yokosuka Port safely from the North Pacific.

However, this route was not smooth. From the Indian Ocean to the South Pacific, there was no deep-water port supply at all. This was undoubtedly a worse problem for the return fleet that had detoured most of the Western Hemisphere. Moreover, in northern Australia, the hidden layout of coral reefs is a big test for the driving skills of the young officers in the return fleet.

That night, Goro Ijiyuan couldn't sleep, and he kept thinking about what kind of fate these two routes would bring to the returning fleet.

Until the dawn shone on the red sun flag above the mast, Ijiyuan Goro finally decided that it would take a detour into the Indian Ocean, from the Alafra Sea to enter the Coral Sea, enter the South Pacific Ocean, and finally take a detour through the Mikronesian Islands to return to the country.

At least this route is much safer than entering the South China Sea. The scattered islands can help the returning fleet hide. It is not easy for the Chinese Pacific Fleet to track the returning fleet in the Mikrosia Islands. Now that the Japanese combined fleet is completely wiped out, Ijiyuan Goro doesn't want to see the last bit of the empire's maritime power destroyed in his hands, so he will become a sinner in the history of the empire like Hirahachiro Togo.

Although China's intention to attack Japan's mainland is already very obvious, Izuiyuan Goro still knows the situation in Japan.

Although Yuto Yama Prefecture has completely lost in North Korea, fighting in Korea is completely different from fighting in the local area. There are tens of millions of Japanese citizens in the local area. Unlike staying away from the local area and going deep into the North Korea, on the local area, the imperial army can be supplied at any time, and the whole people are soldiers. In the face of a huge number, no matter how strong the Chinese army is in combat, Ijiyuan Goro is confident that the Emperor will lead the Japanese citizens and the invaders to the end, and it is no problem to persist for half a year!

This is also one of the important reasons why he chose this route.

When the Bay of Bengal came in the morning, the Japanese returning fleet turned its course and began to sail towards their next destination, the Alafra Strait, Australia.

When Ijiyuan Goro ordered his sailing, a radio wave passed through layers of transmission on an island in the Bay of Bengal and finally arrived in Seoul, North Korea.

At this time, Seoul, North Korea was already busy, with horses and cars transporting strategic supplies to Busan Port everywhere. In the Seoul Huaxia temporary wartime command, Tang Jian and the generals of the navy and army were discussing the formulation of the latest combat plan to land in Xiaguan.

"President, there is a call from the CIA!" Suddenly, a communications soldier knocked on the door of the conference room. At this time, the conference room was filled with smoke. The communications soldier saluted the Chinese military tyrants in the conference room one by one.

Tang Jian held a cigarette between his fingers and said without raising his head: "Ignore!" The conference room was full of important members of the Chinese army, and there was no information to be concealed.

The communications soldier said together, "The CIA sent a message from Malaysia that Goro Ijiyuan led the returning fleet did not enter the Strait of Malacca, but went south from the Bay of Bengal, and its destination should be Australia."

"Don't you go to the Strait of Malacca?" Cheng Biguang asked.

"This Ijiyuan Goro is so crazy! What exactly does he want to do?"-Piao Tian Wenxue--please do it! Haha."

Nie Shicheng, Ye Zugui, and Cheng Biguang all laughed happily. Yijiyuan Goro thought he had chosen a safer route, but in fact he helped China a lot. The Pacific Fleet could wholeheartedly provide powerful fire support to the landing troops.

"Mr. Nie, do you want to go fishing on Tsuma Island with me? Let's take a look at our first coordinated combat between the navy, army and air force." Tang Jian suggested.

Nie Shicheng nodded impatiently. He had long wanted to see the real combat power of the plane with his own eyes.

At this time, the preparations for the landing operation were ready, and only after Tang Jian gave the order, he could launch an offensive against Japan's Xiaguan.

After Tang Jian and his group left the conference room, they immediately boarded the car to Busan Port. Tang Jian and Nie Shicheng and several senior navy and army generals would take charge of command on Tsushima Island.

Shimonoseki, Japan.

Yoshima Oshima's right arm was still hanging on his chest, and the gauze on his head had not been removed, only one of his left eyes showed a fierce light.

At this time, Oshima Yoshima was standing at a commanding height at Xiaguan Port. Tens of thousands of civilians were sweating profusely and rushing to build permanent fortifications. Looking at the busy situation in front of him, Oshima Yoshima felt a sense of emotion.

He really didn't expect that one day, he would lead the soldiers of the empire to fight on the land. More than ten years ago, he was so energetic that he led the soldiers of the empire to cross the Yalu River and almost invaded the city of Beijing.

How glorious was the Imperial Army at that time!

Just three years ago, he dreamed of leading the soldiers of the empire to complete His Majesty's "continental policy" and was ambitious to divide Manchu and Mongolia into the territory of the empire.

However, in thirty years, Hebei and thirty years, he never expected that in just over a decade, the empire would lose again and again, and even the North Korea that was about to annex was lost.

Now, the defense line he is defending is actually the homeland of the empire, because China is about to attack the homeland!

The huge contrast made him feel extremely depressed. His chest was fluctuating violently, and a powerful hatred emanated from his body wrapped around his belt.

This time, no matter what, you can't lose again, because behind him is the land he loves, and the Emperor whom he swore allegiance to!

Suddenly, at this moment, many childhood memories suddenly appeared in Oshima Yoshihara's mind. It was his hometown Yamaguchi Prefecture. At the entrance of the village, his mother was holding his favorite rice ball in her hand, quietly waiting for him to get off school. A breeze blew by, and the cherry blossom rain was everywhere...

"Your Excellency, you should take medicine." At this time, a slightly immature voice broke his memory. It was his new adjutant. The original adjutant was cut off half of his body by shells in the Battle of Seoul. The current adjutant is a student soldier who has just graduated from the Imperial Army University and has no practical experience.

Oshima Yoshima responded and prepared to go down and rest. He had just stood for too long, and a few traces of blood had faintly bleached from the wound on his body.

Just here, a huge roar sounded in the sky. The working men put down their hoes and pickaxes in their hands, raised their heads and looked curiously.

The pupils in the one-eyed one that Oshima Yoshima looked up and shrank violently. The three black shadows flying in the air were definitely not some kind of raptors, because the roar was the sound of the engine.

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