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

More and more Japanese troops arrived, attempting to capture Xiejiaqiao. The battle raged intermittently until the latter half of the night.

In the pitch-black night sky, a few pale white "little suns" drifted sparsely.

Those were flares fired by the mortar company of the 2nd Infantry Regiment. The pale light flickered on and off, occasionally casting long shadows of the soldiers on the ground.

"Da da da da..."

The machine gun's roar had become somewhat hoarse, a sign that the barrel was overheating.

"cousin!"

Zhao Yushu's excited voice came through the radio: "The refugees and friendly forces have basically crossed the river, and our supply convoy has also crossed. You can withdraw now."

"receive."

Lin Feng glanced at the luminous watch on his wrist; it was a little past three in the morning.

At the same time, the pleasant mechanical voice in my mind arrived as promised.

[Ding! Mission "Protect Xie Family Bridge" complete.]

[1200 redemption points have been credited to your account.]

"This money was earned through hard work and sweat."

Lin Feng's lips curled slightly as he picked up the microphone:

"Attention all crews, provide alternating cover, reverse onto the bridge, and withdraw!"

"Car number 231, you're the last one to go, leave the Japanese with something to remember you by."

"clear."

As the order was given, the steel defense line, which had originally spread out in a fan shape, began to contract.

Four Panzer III Ausf. L tanks and the rest of the armored vehicles, spitting fire, performed a very stylish reverse maneuver, their tracks kicking up mud as they slowly backed onto the bridge.

The Japanese soldiers had clearly realized the defenders' intentions.

"If the Chinese are running away, charge forward and seize the bridge."

A Japanese company commander brandished his sword, driving the remaining infantry and a few tanks that hadn't been destroyed yet, and launched a final, frantic counterattack.

However, blocking the bridge was a Tiger tank that resembled a mountain.

At this moment, time and space seemed to overlap in a strange way.

Just like on the Eastern Front, when the Hans army first encountered the KV-2 heavy tank that blocked the entire armored division at La Senai.

At this moment, the Japanese soldiers, facing this Tiger tank, also felt the same despair.

They didn't have an 88mm gun that could be laid flat to fight tanks, and they hadn't even brought up a decent 75mm field gun yet.

"Clang! Clang!"

The Japanese 37mm shells could only make a sound when they hit the Tiger's 100mm thick vertical armor.

In contrast, the Tiger model.

"Knock knock knock knock!"

The coaxial machine gun and the vehicle-mounted machine gun fired simultaneously, and the dense rain of bullets acted like an invisible wall, cutting down rows of Japanese infantrymen who charged up the bridge.

The bodies were piled up, and blood flowed through the cracks in the road, staining the soil dark red.

"boom!"

The 88mm main gun roared one last time, blasting a Type 95 light tank that was trying to rush onto the bridge into pieces.

Then, the steel behemoth slowly shifted gears and reversed onto the bridge.

"Crunch—crunch—"

The heavy vehicle body caused the steel bridge to groan painfully, but fortunately, the steel bridge was sturdy enough to support the 56-ton weight.

The Japanese soldiers could only watch helplessly as the tank that had brought them endless nightmares slowly retreated to the other side of the river, but dared not take another step forward.

When the Tiger's tracks finally pressed onto the solid ground on the opposite bank.

"Detonate!"

The engineers, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly pressed the detonator.

"BOOM!!!"

A huge, orange-red fireball rose into the air above the river.

The violent explosion made the trees on both banks tremble.

The Xiejia Bridge, which had witnessed the lives of tens of thousands of people, snapped in two with a deafening roar. Huge steel beams and stones, billowing with dust, plunged heavily into the icy river, sending up towering columns of water.

The road is blocked.

Across the river, which was several tens of meters wide, Lin Feng crawled out of the hatch of the command armored vehicle.

Looking at the disheveled and furious Japanese soldiers on the other side of the river, he slowly raised his right hand and made a universally recognized friendly gesture towards them—the middle finger.

"Bye-bye, you little devils."

Then, the steel torrent turned around, black smoke billowing from its exhaust pipe, and sped off toward Jiang Yin.

Only an invincible silhouette remains, along with the still-burning remains of Japanese soldiers scattered across the ground.

-----

It was dawn, 10 a.m.

The 30th Infantry Brigade, under the Kyoto Division of the 16th Division of the Japanese Army, finally reached the riverbank.

Major General Sasaki Toichi, the brigade commander, sat on his horse, looking at the Xiejia Bridge in front of him, which had been broken into several pieces and only half of the bridge piers remained standing in the river. His face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

This Japanese major general, known in history for his brutality, felt a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment.

"Sappers! Where's the sapper company commander?!"

Sasaki Toichi brandished his whip and roared.

A sweating engineering company commander ran over, stood at attention, and saluted: "Sir!"

"How long will it take to fix? I need to cross the river, right now! Immediately!"

The engineering company commander glanced at the ruins in the river, his face showing difficulty: "Reporting to the brigade commander... the enemy seems to have used a large amount of TNT, and the detonation points were chosen very professionally. The bridge deck has completely collapsed, and the piers' foundations have been shattered..."

Repairing it is impossible; we can only rebuild the pontoon bridge. But our bridging equipment is still at the rear…”

"Baka! Useless trash!"

Sasaki lashed the engineer company commander's shoulder with his whip: "Then go collect civilian boats, dismantle houses, cut down trees. In any case, I want to see the troops start crossing the river before dark."

"Hai!"

After venting his anger, Sasaki Toichi turned around and looked at the shocking scene on the battlefield around him.

Everywhere there were the wreckage of Imperial Army tanks.

The Type 89 medium tank was turned into scrap metal, the Type 95 light tank was blown to pieces, and there were also motorcycles and trucks that were smashed to pieces.

This is no pursuit battle! This is clearly the graveyard of the Imperial Army!

"Can anyone tell me what happened here?!"

Enraged, Sasaki shouted, "Where is the commander of the advance team? Where is that Major Yamashita?!"

"Reporting to Your Excellency... Major Yamashita has already perished."

A staff officer cautiously reported, "We...we found a surviving captain, the company commander of the 3rd Tank Company."

"Bring it up!"

Soon, two Japanese soldiers carried an officer covered in blood over.

The captain's gruesome state caused those around him to gasp in horror.

His right hand was severed at the elbow, and his left leg below the knee was also gone. The wounds were wrapped in dirty bandages and were still oozing blood.

But he seemed to feel no pain; his eyes were unfocused, and he kept muttering something.

"Hey! You, say something!"

Sasaki stepped forward and shouted, "Where is the enemy's main force? How many tanks do they have? What models are they?"

The captain slowly raised his head, looked at Sasaki Toichi, and suddenly his eyes revealed extreme fear, as if he had seen something indescribable and terrifying.

"The devil...it's the devil..."

He spoke in a trembling, shrill voice:

"It's impenetrable...it's simply impenetrable...it's a mobile fortress..."

"The invincible chariot...that's a messenger sent by Amaterasu...to punish us...we are guilty..."

Sasaki Toichi: "???"

He frowned, looking completely bewildered.

What kind of nonsense is this?