Chapter 15

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December 15, 1941

The coast of Singapore was ablaze with the fury of war. The combined might of the Azur Lane and ABDACOM fleets rained destruction upon the entrenched Japanese and Siren forces in the north. Battleships and cruisers unleashed relentless bombardments, their cannons roaring as they tore through the heavily fortified defensive positions. The sky above was a chaotic battlefield, filled with the distant whine of aircraft engines and the thunderous impact of anti-aircraft fire.

Amid the chaos, Zumwalt, sailed through the smoky waters with Javelin, the energetic Royal Navy Destroyer, by her side. Their mission was precise but crucial: eliminate high-value enemy targets with railgun bombardment to clear the way for ground forces.

Zumwalt’s advanced drone system hovered above the battlefield, scanning the terrain. Her targeting systems marked several enemy strongholds in red—armored bunkers, artillery positions, and hidden supply depots. Japanese defenders and Siren constructs manned these positions, desperately holding their ground against the overwhelming assault.

Her railgun cannon hummed as it reloaded another hypervelocity round. With a calculated breath, she locked onto the largest enemy bunker and fired.

A blinding streak of light cut through the smoke-filled sky. The kinetic projectile struck its mark with devastating force, obliterating the bunker in a thunderous explosion. The shockwave rippled across the battlefield, sending debris and bodies flying.

"Target eliminated." Zumwalt muttered, watching as more enemy positions were marked on her HUD.

Javelin, standing beside her, adjusted her grip on her twin-mounted cannons. "Whoa! That was awesome, Zummy!" She cheered, flashing a grin. "At this rate, the ground troops will have an easy time mopping up the rest!"

Down below, ABDACOM ground forces, composed of British, Dutch, Australian, and American troops, were already securing most of Singapore. The streets were littered with burning wreckage—Japanese Chi-Ha tanks reduced to smoldering husks, Siren automatons sprawled lifelessly on the cracked pavement, their glowing cores dimmed forever.

Despite the overwhelming firepower of Azur Lane and ABDACOM, the Japanese forces fought with unyielding determination. Even when outnumbered, they executed well-planned ambushes, held strategic choke points, and refused to surrender. But they were being systematically outmaneuvered.

The defenders faced relentless bombardments, airstrikes, and amphibious assaults from all directions. The beachheads had fallen, the key supply routes were severed, and their morale was breaking.

Zumwalt observed all of this through her drone feed, a small smile creeping onto her usually composed face.

"If this keeps up, the Japanese will think twice about continuing the fight." She mused aloud. "They might even seek a peace treaty."

Javelin perked up at this, tilting her head. "You really think so?"

Zumwalt folded her arms. "The Pacific front could be settled quickly. If Japan surrenders, we can shift our full attention to the war in Europe. The sooner we end that stalemate, the better."

Javelin let out a thoughtful hum, kicking at the deck playfully. "That’d be nice. War’s been going on too long, and I just wanna go back to having fun, you know?"

Zumwalt nodded, understanding her sentiment. "We all do. But for now, we finish the fight."

As if to punctuate her words, another enemy artillery position was marked on her HUD. Without hesitation, Zumwalt raised her hand, locking onto the target.

"Engaging."

Another railgun round screamed through the air, striking deep into the enemy lines. The siege of Singapore was nearing its end.

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