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

On June 5th, the devastating news arrived.

The Japanese 10th Army, consisting of three and a half divisions, took advantage of the dense fog and launched a forced landing in the poorly defended Hangcheng Bay under the cover of naval gunfire and aircraft!

The defending troops were caught off guard and suffered a complete rout.

The Japanese troops advanced directly towards Songjiang, intending to cut off the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway and the Suzhou-Jiaxing Railway, and to carry out a strategic encirclement of the hundreds of thousands of Daxia troops in the Songhu area.

The situation collapsed instantly.

"Hello! Hello! This is the 1st Honor Brigade, calling headquarters! Calling headquarters!"

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

All I could hear in the headphones was a static, unresponsive tone.

"Damn it, what kind of mess is this?!"

Lin Feng slammed the microphone onto the table, making the water glass jump.

"Retreat? Is this a retreat? This is like herding sheep!"

Inside the command post, the radios blared, and the radio operators, drenched in sweat, rapidly tapped their fingers on the telegraph keys.

"The 10th Army, which just landed in the south, consists of the 6th, 18th, and 114th Divisions, as well as a reinforced Kunisaki Detachment, which is equivalent to half a division. These are all fresh troops with full equipment and personnel."

"In total, it's close to ten divisions, nearly 300,000 elite Japanese troops, plus several hundred tanks, several hundred aircraft, and the entire Third Fleet."

"hiss--"

A collective gasp filled the tent.

Li Dadao's face turned pale: "Good heavens... ten divisions? Have these Japanese brought their entire army?"

"We're not there yet."

Before the war, the Japanese had 17 standing divisions, each with a strength of 25,000 to 28,000 men. Although they were called divisions, they were actually military units of other countries.

After the war began, the Japanese quickly set about forming 10 new divisions or special divisions.

The 26th, 101st, 108th, 109th, and 114th Divisions have been formed and deployed to the Great Xia battlefield.

The special divisions, namely the 104th, 106th, 110th, and 116th, which are currently being formed, as well as some mixed brigades, will not be able to be deployed to the battlefield until next year.

It can be said that with the start of the war, these expanded troops proved that the Japanese could not turn back and could only fight to the end.

Returning to the current crisis, Lin Feng pointed to the red arrows on the map that resembled a pincer movement closing in:

"Now, the iron clamp is closing."

If we follow the main force westward along the Shanghai-Hangzhou Highway or the Beijing-Hangzhou National Highway, we're essentially walking into the line of fire with the Japanese.

"That place must be completely blocked up by now."

Hundreds of thousands of routed soldiers, plus millions of refugees—once discovered by Japanese planes, it would be a massacre.

"Then... Commander, which way do we go?" Xie Zhongmin asked, frowning. "The Japanese 10th Army is to the south, the road to the west is blocked, and to the east are Shanghai and the sea..."

"Heading north!"

Lin Feng pointed firmly at the top of the map, to the south bank of the Yangtze River, with his pointer.

"We won't take the main road, we'll take the side roads. We'll pass through Jiading and Taichang, then turn towards Changshu and Fushan!"

"Commander, is there some deeper meaning behind your decision?" Zhang Wenzhong asked cooperatively.

"First, this area is close to the Yangtze River, so the Japanese encirclement here is relatively weak."

Lin Feng held up one finger:

"Secondly, I had already sent Zhao Dashan and Lin Peiji with an advance team to operate in the Wuxi and Jiangyin areas."

They have boats; once we reach the riverbank, we can get supplies and even move by water.

"Third, and most importantly."

A glint of light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes:

"The northern section of the Wufu Line defense works is in Changshu, where there are also river defense fortresses."

We have anti-aircraft guns and artillery, and relying on our fortifications, even if we can't hold out, we can still knock out a few of the Japanese soldiers' teeth, and then we can retreat calmly to the west.

In reality, Lin Feng had another purpose in mind.

That is, along the way, they not only had to flee, but also had to take in the defeated soldiers along the way to strengthen themselves.

Once he arrives in Jiangyin, if he has ten or twenty thousand, or even thirty thousand men under his command, he will be a regional warlord, and no one will dare to underestimate him.

His words were well-reasoned, supported by evidence, and clearly organized.

The officers, who were initially somewhat flustered, felt half-reassured upon learning that their superior had a plan.

"The traveler is wise."

"Let's go to the riverbank, just like the lord says!"

"As long as we have boats, we're not afraid of being surrounded and trapped."

Everyone expressed their opinions.

After the bloody battle in Zhabei, Lin Feng's prestige among them had reached its peak.

Let alone Lin Feng taking them to the riverbank, even if he took them to Mars, they would probably follow without hesitation.

"Alright, since everyone agrees, let's get started."

Lin Feng glanced at his watch:

"The entire brigade will break camp immediately, all heavy equipment will be loaded onto wagons, and each mess hall will distribute the pre-prepared rations. We're setting off right now!"

"yes!"