42. DUDE, WHERE'S MY NETHERLANDS?
The Anglo-Saxon Roundeye Bolshevik Devils are falling right into our trap. Their 900,000 man army will soon be... crushed... um.
Yeah.
EVEN BETTER NEWS AS OUR BRAVE MEN PREPARE TO TAKE THE LAST DUTCH VP!
Perhaps victory will be as easy as Sushi manufacture!
Sigh. It looks as if it will be as DIFFICULT as Sushi manufacture.
But how? HOW?
NISHI-REMBLE, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE?
"My Emperor, we killed hi-"
SILENCE
Whaaaat!
Oh, wait. TINIAN. Not Trinian.
Fuck! JAPAN REQUIRES SLIGHTLY SKANKY BUT NONETHELESS ATTRACTIVE SCHOOLGIRLS.
We'll have to make do with terrifying attrition.
Marvellous. As 900,000 Japanese wear down the 130,000 British/Imperial troops, our men secure Tinian. Annexation of the Netherlands is now-
...
KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
Sigh.
At least the outer defence ring is
Fucking HELL.