1945

"Tanks?" Admiral Toyoda queried with a smile and a suppressed giggle. The small and underarmed Japanese tanks were monumentally inferior to their American counterparts. What armor the Japanese army possessed had worked well against the Chinese, who had even less, but the American Sherman tank outclassed anything the Japanese had, presuming that Japanese tanks could find their way to the battlefield under the watching eyes of American planes.

"Our tanks," Sugiyama responded with a trace of bitterness, "along with other reinforcements, will move at night to places where they can be dug in and hidden. They will then function as relatively stationary defensive weapons."

"Good," said Toyoda in an attempt to mollify the prickly field marshal.

Sugiyama regained his usual boisterous confidence. "There are now more than six hundred thousand men on Kyushu with more arriving daily. The Americans will be crushed."

Anami nodded. "And what about American airpower?" Far too many of the enormous Japanese army on Kyushu were on the northern part. They would have to travel overland to reach the southern portion where the initial battles would take place.

Sugiyama shrugged dismissively. "Airpower has never yet won a war. Their planes will hinder us, but they will not stop us. As we will do with the tanks, we will make every effort to move our infantry at night, and in small groups if they must travel during the day. That way their planes won't see us. It will make it difficult for us to coordinate any large-scale attacks, but again, it will not stop us. Even now our men are swarming over the hills to the south of Kyushu where the decisive battle will be fought. General Yokoyama will have our men form defensive lines and independent strongpoints rather than waste themselves on piecemeal attacks that would be decimated by overwhelming American firepower. While attack may be the preferred method of fighting for the Japanese soldier, I concur with General Yokoyama that a fierce defense would better serve our poor country."

General Anami agreed. It would be far better for the Americans to impale themselves on Japanese defenses than for it to be the other way around. He had no doubt that the Americans would ultimately be able to force themselves through the first line of defenses on Kyushu. It was only intended that they pay a terrible price for the privilege.

"Admiral?" Anami asked as he turned to the senior naval officer.

Toyoda also reflected confidence. "The Americans will bleed from a million wounds. We have amassed more than ten thousand kamikaze planes, along with a thousand Ohka piloted rockets. That is more than six times what we used with such devastating effect at Okinawa. The pilots have been instructed to leave the picket ships alone and to go for the troopships and carriers only. They are not to squander themselves on unimportant targets like destroyers and other small ships."

They recalled the efforts wasted on the American picket destroyers at Okinawa. It was reputed that one destroyer, the Laffey, had been hit by twenty kamikazes, a total waste of effort. Anami wasn't even certain that the Laffey had been sunk after all that effort.

"There are," Toyoda announced proudly, "still more than a dozen destroyers and fifty submarines remaining in our fleet. The destroyers will all attack, as will those submarines not in use ferrying soldiers from Korea or currently on other duties. We have more than four hundred midget submarines as well as thousands of smaller craft which have been equipped with mines, bombs, and torpedoes. While many of the men sailing in them are not true kamikazes, all have pledged to press their attacks with vigor."

"Good," said Anami.

Toyoda bowed at the brief compliment. "As Field Marshal Sugiyama has said, our efforts to launch the attacks and to carry them out will be handicapped by the American planes, but not halted. Our aircraft and naval forces are dispersed and well hidden. We had hoped to be able to launch our attacks on their shipping as one overwhelming wave of planes and ships, but the disruptions to our communications will prevent that. Instead, our forces will attack as they receive the orders to do so. This may be a blessing in disguise as the result will be many days of continuous warfare, which will strain and exhaust the Americans at the most critical time of the battle."

It was reality, Anami concluded, and his companions had adapted to it. "General Sugiyama, how about your plans to arm the civilian population?"