"Damn it! What the hell is going on? What are those idiots in the navy doing?" Lieutenant General Sakurai Shōzō, commander of the Island Nation's Army 28th Army, cursed aboard a transport ship.
Those transport ships and merchant vessels were being sunk one after another, and the losses were their soldiers! Although they had long known that this operation would surely involve grievous losses, the losses they had anticipated were supposed to come after landing in eastern Borneo, not now! They had not even reached their destination before being savagely attacked by the enemy and suffering heavy casualties. At this rate, how were they supposed to fight this battle?
"Sakurai, it appears we have been ambushed by German submarines. With so many transport ships and merchant vessels this time, we have undoubtedly become the Germans' target." Lieutenant General Honda Masanori, commander of the Island Nation's Army 33rd Army, gave a bitter smile.
"Why can't those navy bastards stop the Germans?" Lieutenant General Sakurai Shōzō gritted his teeth.
Lieutenant General Honda Masanori fell silent. He knew that even if the navy wanted to stop the Germans, they were likely powerless to do so. All they could do now was probably pray that their losses would be a little smaller.
"Beautifully done! We have sunk at least four Island Nation transport ships or merchant vessels. It would be wonderful if all those Island Nation men who fell into the water could drown." Major Hansen wore a broad smile.
Of course, he knew that was almost impossible. Once their attack was over, the surviving Island Nation transport ships, merchant vessels, and warships would carry out rescue operations. But one thing was certain: the Island Nation's casualties would not be small.
"Sir, an Island Nation warship is closing in on us!" the sonar operator