You were tasked with guarding the Sihang Warehouse, and you brought out a Tiger tank?

Yesterday, in an effort to destroy that flag, an entire fighter squadron was ultimately sacrificed.

That's the fate of a dozen or so planes and a dozen or so elite pilots.

He thought that once the flag fell, the morale of the Chinese would quickly collapse.

The results of it?

As soon as it was light, those Chinese people actually raised another flag.

And it's bigger, taller, and more vibrant.

That flag was like a giant hand slapping him hard across the face, shattering his pitiful self-esteem.

That's like killing someone by breaking their spirit!

"This is outrageous! It's absolutely outrageous!"

Fujita Susumu clutched his chest, feeling as if his heart was about to explode with anger.

This is clearly a blatant disgrace to him, the division commander, and to the entire nation of Japan, in front of the whole world.

"Commander! Are you alright?!" The staff officer next to him was terrified and rushed over to help him up.

"Get out of here!"

Fujita Susumu shoved the staff officer aside, drew his command sword, and wildly waved it in front of him, as if he were possessed.

"Attack! Attack!"

"Fire all the shells and send all the men up there."

"Learn from the military genius Nogi Maresuke, spare no effort to pull down that flag and tear Lin Feng to pieces!!!"

However, the only response he received was the mocking fluttering of the flag on the rooftop in the wind.

"Boom! Boom!"

On the north side of the street, two orange fireballs exploded almost simultaneously.

Two Suzuki trucks, heavily modified by Japanese engineers, were stranded in the middle of the road, billowing black smoke.

The front of these two vehicles had been welded with a thick layer of steel plates by the Japanese soldiers, and even had several layers of sandbags and logs attached to them, making them look bulky and bloated, like moving iron turtles.

The Japanese originally hoped that this thing could block the defenders' fire and cover the infantry as they approached to demolish it.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Lin Feng's firepower.

You can stop a 20mm anti-aircraft gun, but what about a 37mm caliber one?

The two Flak 37 37mm anti-aircraft guns inside the building lowered their muzzles and began firing a barrage of armor-piercing rounds at the two trucks.

It's important to know that 37 years ago, the mainstream anti-tank guns were only 37mm or 40mm in caliber.

Faced with a 37mm armor-piercing round powerful enough to penetrate the vast majority of tanks in the world today, the scrap iron plates, sandbags, and logs that the Japanese soldiers had added were no different from paper.

Moreover, the anti-aircraft guns were firing in rapid succession.

The relentless barrage of shells instantly tore through the outer armor, penetrated the front of the truck, and blasted the Japanese driver and engine block inside into a shower of flying parts.

The truck, which had lost power, lay across the middle of the road, becoming a fixed cover for the subsequent Japanese infantry attack.

Lin Feng crouched behind an observation hole on the sixth floor, looking at the mess through binoculars, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Destroy one modified Japanese Suzuki truck, earn +10 merit points.

With that notification sound, the progress bar in my mind, which had been stuck at the critical point, finally reached its last bar.

【Ding! 】

Current permission level: Level IV (7/100000)

[The list of Tier IV units available for exchange is now open]

At that moment, Lin Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It's been upgraded!

The system interface refreshed instantly, revealing a host of new squads, equipment, supplies, and ammunition available for exchange...

However, Lin Feng's attention was not on these powerful weapons at the moment.

He held his breath, staring intently at the system notification that popped up immediately afterward.

【Ding! 】

The notification sound he had been longing for finally rang.

[Congratulations, host, you have been upgraded to Level IV access. Your personal storage space has been expanded.]

[Current space dimensions: 50m x 50m x 50m (total volume 125000 cubic meters)]

[Description: Can store inanimate objects; accessible by consciousness; access distance within 1 meter. Time is frozen within the space, and the state of objects remains constant.]

[The host can use merit points to expand storage space; every 5000 merit points allows for an expansion of 50 meters in any direction.]

"call--"

Lin Feng let out a long breath, leaned against the cold concrete wall, and started grinning foolishly, which surprised his cousin Zhao Yushu, who was observing the battle through a scope.

What's my cousin grinning about? It's just a truck that was destroyed. Is it really that big of a deal?

Lin Feng was happy because he finally didn't have to make choices anymore!

The previous 10x10x10 system space was simply too small; it was barely enough to fit a few tanks, a few cannons, and some ammunition.

The supplies piled up in those buildings couldn't possibly be taken away all at once.

Now?

With a thought, Lin Feng looked inward at the brand-new system space.

Shocked.

Extremely shocking.

The once crammed pile of weapons and supplies, including the imposing Tiger tank, now lay forlornly in an inconspicuous corner, like a forgotten pile of toys in a giant stadium.

The new space base area reached 2500 square meters, equivalent to six standard basketball courts put together in later times.

But that's not the scariest part.

What's most terrifying is its height.

A full 50 meters.

That's the height of a building of more than ten stories.

In the special dimension of system space, there is no gravity constraint.

In other words, once all the items are placed inside, they remain stationary and suspended.

What does this mean?

This means that Lin Feng can use the 50-meter height to stack the supplies layer by layer without having to consider the load-bearing capacity of the bottom layer or leave a passage for forklifts.

A total of 12.5 cubic meters.

Lin Feng quickly calculated in his mind.

后世一个40英尺的标準海运货柜，其长12.19米、宽2.44米、高2.59米，容积大约是67立方米。

This space is equivalent to holding 1865 standard ocean shipping containers.

This is the carrying capacity of a fully loaded ocean-going freighter with a capacity of 10,000 tons.

"With this, I'm a walking logistics base, a mobile arsenal."

Lin Feng's feelings at this moment were like that of a penniless man who had suddenly won the lottery jackpot. Thinking of the Sihang Warehouse now overflowing with supplies, he just wanted to shout:

Pack it all up! Pack it all up!

After calming down, Lin Feng glanced at his merit points balance again.

Current merit points: 16429

"We're fairly well-off."

Lin Feng was making plans in his mind.

Upgrading an infantry battalion to the elite Han weaponry level with a full set of StG44s, G43s, and MG42s will cost less than 2000 merit points.

These 16,000 points are enough for him to exchange for three more battalions of basic infantry squads, and then upgrade them all to elite German-equipped units.

They might even have enough to upgrade 20 Panzer II light tanks into Panzer III Ausf. L medium tanks, or upgrade all 38t tanks into Jagdpanzer 64 tank destroyers.

Both firepower and troop strength will see another leap forward.

However, when his gaze swept over the next level of upgrade requirements, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

[Level IV (7/100000)]

"One hundred thousand?!"

Lin Feng was somewhat dazed.

Upgrading from Level I to Level II only costs 300 points, which is a newbie perk; you get it just by raiding a bandit camp.

To upgrade from Level II to Level III, you need 4000 points. He wiped out all the bandits around Qing County and then annihilated a reinforced Japanese battalion in Qibao Town before he could barely gather enough.

Upgrading from Level III to Level IV requires 20000 points.

In the meat grinder of Shanghai, he fought head-on against the elite Japanese army and navy forces for almost a month, destroying dozens of tanks, shooting down more than 30 aircraft, and killing thousands of Japanese soldiers before finally achieving his goal.

Now, upgrading from Level IV to Level V costs 10?!

"This system is forcing me to try and annihilate an entire Japanese division..."

Lin Feng smiled wryly.

According to this calculation, if he doesn't kill the lieutenant general-level division commander, he would have to completely annihilate at least three to four Japanese Class A divisions just by killing soldiers and officers to reach the 10 points.

"The road ahead is long and arduous."

Lin Feng shook his head, temporarily putting aside the distant goal of upgrading to V-level.

The most urgent task right now is to "move".