"There are only a few thousand enemies on the coast, and they are weak Indian natives. Their combat effectiveness is extremely low. We only need to launch one wave of attacks to land successfully, then crush them. Remember, we must capture the port here as intact as possible and create the conditions for our Army brothers to land." Major General Adam, commander of the German Marine Corps 3rd Division, said to his regimental and battalion commanders.
"If we cannot even defeat those Indian natives, then we will become a laughingstock—not only of the Marine Corps, but of the entire military, even the whole nation! So, gentlemen, I need a clean, decisive victory, one that lets those Indian natives know what kind of enemy they are facing!" Major General Adam continued.
"Rest assured, General. We will definitely defeat those Indian natives in this battle. We can crush them with ease! I guarantee it!" said the Regimental Commander responsible for the first wave of attacks.
"That would be best." Major General Adam said.
"General, the fleet has notified us that we may begin the landing operation," a Communications Officer reported.
"1st Regiment, move out!" Major General Adam ordered.
"Yes, General!" the 1st Regiment's Regimental Commander replied.
A few minutes later, several thousand soldiers of the 1st Regiment, 3rd Marine Division, charged toward the beaches of Alibag aboard hundreds of landing craft.
"God! The Germans have launched a landing operation! Get into position, now! We absolutely cannot let the Germans rush onto the beach, or we're finished. That was exactly how they did it on the British mainland!" an British major serving as a battalion commander roared. As a veteran who had experienced the fighting on the mainland, survived by sheer luck, fled to Canada, and was later sent to India, he knew