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Day 2,802, 18:48 • Published in USA USA • by as George sTrolls

As the alarms went off and units deployed, it was obvious it wasn't a drill, the pale skin devil was everywhere in their scout planes (the Americans had it's fleet release the reinforced seaworthy scout plane detachment, divided between bombers, scout and Apache units), we fired on the first ships to appear, which quickly abandoned ship (as the American fleet pulled aside to release it's scouts, the cargo ships, decoyed to look like cruisers, merely in turn, turned and disgorged marines heading to shore), morale was high as we thought of blowing up everything in our vision. The other fleet appeared, we were in there kill zone, our flanking forces were there to avenge us.

Our commander ordered us aside, two super dreadnaughts blowing holes through the other, we have taken the fight to them, us above the holes saw a flat top ship run ashore, no one had to thought to fire upon it, yet only an hour earlier they had abandoned ships to sail into our trap.

Alarms, orders received, to pass on, we are dead in the water, a blazed, but still with some turrets operational, then the hornets nest explores, America fighters everywhere, strafing, dropping fire bombs. Our ambush fleet steams into an ambush of American Zeroes, our flagstaff survivors transferred the flag, only to see these pink sea devils appear from the surf, nothing to do but blow the island away and escape if possible (next; the Japanese Army view)