Siheyuan: I, Shazhu, started out as an army and became a general.

Walker's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked as if his soul had been ripped out.

He Yuzhu's voice was devoid of any emotion, continuing to stab him in the heart: "Do you know where MacArthur is right now?"

"He's in Tokyo! Staying in the most luxurious hotels, drinking coffee every day, visiting Panasonic hotels and mountains, and smoking the finest cigars!"

"And you, General Walker, you sit here like a dog, being interrogated by us!"

He Yuzhu leaned down, almost touching his face, and asked, word by word, "Tell me, is this fucking fair?"

"boom!"

Walker's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, a furious expression of humiliation and abandonment.

He Yuzhu's voice suddenly softened, taking on a strange gentleness.

"General Walker, I respect you as a soldier."

"But you are also a person, with family, friends, and everything you care about."

Do you want to die far from home, buried in this frozen wasteland?

Wok gritted his teeth, letting out a low, beast-like growl, but couldn't utter a single word.

He Yuzhu straightened up and sighed softly, as if he had lost all patience.

"Never mind, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me."

"Anyway, we'll find out sooner or later."

"However, by then, your value... will be gone."

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone turning icy: "And you should know better than I what the fate of a worthless prisoner of war is."

Walker jerked his head up and roared, "You're threatening me?!"

"No, this is not a threat." He Yuzhu looked at him calmly, his eyes like those of someone looking at a dead man. "This is the truth."

Walker fell completely silent.

The interrogation room was deathly silent.

The old coach stood aside, silent, but his heart was in turmoil.

This kid... he's a born interrogation expert! Without resorting to torture, he used psychological manipulation alone to drive a high-ranking enemy general to the brink of despair!

A monster! Truly a monster!

Those few seconds felt like an eternity.

Walker seemed to age ten years in an instant, and spoke dejectedly.

"...I said."

The old coach and He Yuzhu exchanged a glance, both seeing the sharp glint in each other's eyes.

Walker took a deep breath, as if using all his strength.

"MacArthur did have a plan, codenamed 'Iron Fist'."

"He planned to assemble the main forces of the Eighth Army, the Tenth Corps, and the Marine Corps in mid-December to launch an unprecedented large-scale general offensive."

"The ultimate goal is to completely cut off your supply lines, then encircle and capture Pyongyang in one fell swoop."

"If the plan goes smoothly, he will march north and reach the Yalu River before Christmas!"

The old general's face instantly turned ashen.

Walker gave a bitter smile and continued, "But this insane plan has a fatal weakness."

"What weakness?" He Yuzhu pressed.

"logistics."

Walker's face was full of sarcasm: "That gambler MacArthur stretched the battle lines too thin, creating unimaginable supply pressure."

"If you can strike hard at this critical juncture and cut off our supplies, the entire 'Operation Iron Fist' will collapse on the spot."

"Where is the key point?!"

Walker gave a place name.

The old marshal suddenly turned around and ordered his chief of staff behind him, his voice booming: "Immediately compile the intelligence, encrypt it at the highest level, and report it to the Central Committee!"

"Furthermore, immediately notify all military units to enter a state of first-level combat readiness!"

"yes!"

The old coach turned around and looked at Walker, whose face was ashen.

"Walker, thank you for the information."

"I assure you, you will receive all the treatment a prisoner of war deserves."

Walker shook his head bitterly.

"I'm already a traitor, it's too late to say anything."

"No." The old general shook his head, his gaze deep. "You are not a traitor. You have simply chosen a path that will allow you to survive."

After saying that, he strode out of the interrogation room.

He Yuzhu followed closely behind.

Just as he stepped out of the interrogation room, the old general suddenly stopped.

"Xiao He".

"Commander."

"How did you guess the name 'Operation Iron Fist'?"

He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained expressionless.

"Reporting to the commander, I have studied MacArthur's resume. He was extremely fond of this kind of bold, decisive, and risky tactic in the Pacific theater of World War II."

"So I guess he will most likely replicate this gambler's tactics on the Korean battlefield."

The old general stared at him intently for a long time before finally nodding.

"Your brain... is quite something."

He suddenly changed the subject: "Xiao He, have you ever thought about coming to my side as an advisor?"

He Yuzhu was taken aback: "A staff officer?"

"Exactly!" The old general's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a priceless gem. "You're a skilled fighter, and even more so, a strategist! You were born for this!"

He Yuzhu was silent for a few seconds, then straightened his chest.

"Reporting to the commander, I would like to fight a few more battles on the front lines first!"

"Once I've beaten the Americans into submission and had my fill of it, I'll come back to be your advisor!"

"Hahaha!" The old general laughed heartily, slapping him on the shoulder. "Good lad, you've got guts!"

"However, if you want to be my advisor, you'll have to start learning now!"

"I'm giving you a new appointment—my special advisor! You'll stay by my side most of the time and watch how I command large-scale operations. When there's a battle, I've granted you special permission to go to the front lines at any time!"

"How is it?"

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up instantly!

Isn't this exactly what he wanted? To learn top-level command skills and also get to experience the thrill of the front lines...

This is an absolute stunner!

"Reporting to the commander, I am willing!"

The old coach nodded in satisfaction: "Good! From today onwards, you're one of my men, and I'll personally teach you!"

He Yuzhu suddenly saluted, his roar shaking the heavens.

"yes!"

He knew that his life had once again reached a turning point where he could take off!

From a lowly soldier in the mess hall to a company commander, and now to a special staff officer by the old marshal's side!

Every step was thrilling, yet incredibly solid.

And all of this is just the beginning!

Late that night.

The lights were on in the operations conference room at the headquarters of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, and the atmosphere was heavy.

The old general stood in front of the huge military map, his finger heavily poking at the key point that Walker had provided.

"Comrades, according to reliable intelligence, the enemy is about to launch 'Operation Iron Fist'!"

"If they succeed, our army's retreat will be cut off, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Therefore, we must drive a nail here before the enemy does!"

He surveyed the entire room, his gaze sharp as lightning.

"I've decided to send an elite force, day and night, to seize this high ground!"

"This mission is extremely dangerous, with a near-certain death rate! But it's of utmost importance!"

"Who dares to go?!"

The conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone knew that this was almost a suicide mission with no chance of return.

In the midst of this deathly silence, a figure suddenly stood up.

"Reporting to the commander, I'm willing to go!"

It's He Yuzhu!

The old coach looked at him, a hint of expected satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"Good! As expected of me, Tiger He!"

His gaze swept over the others: "Who else?!"

"I!"

"Sir, count me in! I guarantee I'll tear them to pieces!"

"I'm going too! They're just American devils, let's just go for it!"

One by one, figures stood up, their young faces filled with a sense of fearlessness in the face of death.

These are Chinese soldiers!

Go ahead to dangers!

"good!"

The old coach slammed his hand on the table, making a loud noise.

"Then it's settled!"

"He Yuzhu! I'm giving you a reinforced company! Depart first thing tomorrow morning!"

"There's only one mission!"

He stared intently at He Yuzhu and said, word by word, "Take that high ground at all costs! Hold it like a nail until the main force arrives!"

"Is it even possible?!"

He Yuzhu stood at attention with his feet together, saluting, and his roar almost lifted the roof off.

"Mission accomplished!"

"Alright, meeting adjourned!"

He Yuzhu walked out of the conference room and looked up at the cold night sky.

The stars are like diamonds.

He knew that the battle that was about to begin would be more brutal than ever before.

But why should he fear a battle?

Because he is Tiger He.

A man who will make the entire battlefield tremble!