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

Wei Zhen was utterly shocked.

In fact, the vessel he was riding in was the LCVP personnel landing craft that Lin Feng had redeemed from the system, also known as the famous "Higgins Boat".

Although the ship seems unremarkable from a modern perspective, its front-opening door has even been the subject of much criticism among military enthusiasts.

But for the officers of the Great Xia Navy in 37, this ship was simply a product of science fiction.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

"This must have been obtained by Commander Lin through special channels."

Looking at the military flag fluttering at the bow of the ship, and the several similar warships around it, Wei Zhen felt a surge of turmoil in his heart.

"This Lieutenant General Lin Feng is too mysterious and unfathomable."

He was secretly making plans in his mind.

Having witnessed the warlord conflicts of the Great Xia Dynasty for so many years, he had also seen many so-called powerful figures.

Some could acquire thousands of guns, while others could bribe foreign firms to obtain a few cannons; this was not unusual.

But how could they acquire such a complete set of advanced warships that even the Navy had never seen before?

That's really impressive.

How powerful a background must one have? How much financial resources? How extensive a network of connections?

He subconsciously turned around and looked at the Huangshan Fort on the south bank, which was still spitting fire.

There, the deafening roar of the 240mm cannon still echoes.

Wei Zhen knew better than anyone that when he withdrew, there wasn't a single 88mm shell left in the fort, let alone the ammunition for the large-caliber fortress guns.

But now?

The intensity of the artillery fire was three times greater than when he was there.

"Where did he get the shells? Does he carry an entire armory with him?"

Wei Zhen felt a chill run down his spine.

Possessing extraordinary abilities and unfathomable mystery.

These eight words are his only assessment of Lin Feng right now.

"This person has quite a few secrets."

Wei Zhen squinted, watching the dock on the north bank getting closer and closer. The thought that had been somewhat hesitant in his mind had now become extremely firm.

"Should we follow him?"

He was a naval officer with a background in electric torpedoes.

The Electric Thunder School was the principal's direct naval academy, originally established to counter the Fujian-based navy.

But now, Jiang Yin is going to be lost, the site of the Electric Thunder School is gone, all the imported speedboats have been used up, and even the last Huangshan Fort is going to be abandoned.

They became rootless duckweed.

"The future looks bleak."

Wei Zhen sighed.

Without the river defense fortress cannons and torpedo boats, what can these technical officers do?

Does it really mean we have to carry the Chiang Kai-shek's rifle into the trenches and fight the Japanese with bayonets, just like infantrymen?

That's a waste; that's irresponsible towards the country's education.

As for going to the mountain city? Or to the rear area?

Thinking of this, Wei Zhen sneered.

What a joke! It's not like he's just starting out in this quagmire of the Nationalist government.

Without ships and cannons, these naval officers and soldiers are nothing but a bunch of good-for-nothings.

Once they arrived in the rear, what good outcome could they possibly have besides being looked down upon and kicked aside by those inhuman bureaucrats?

They might not even be able to pay their military salaries, and in the end, they would have no choice but to sell calligraphy and paintings on the street to make a living.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhen clenched his fist, feeling the power emanating from the steel warship beneath him.

"On the other hand, Lin Feng has guns, cannons, boats, and even more money."

Most importantly, he was willing to fight the Japanese, and he was able to win.

Following a commander like that, even being a member of the Lin family army is better than being a coward in the rear.

"Done."

With the dock just steps away, Wei Zhen suddenly slapped his thigh, his eyes sharpening.

Once things stabilized in Jiangbei, he prepared to seek an audience with Commander Lin.

In his view, his hundreds of brothers were all experts in handling cannons and boats.

With these brothers around, he didn't believe that Lin Feng wouldn't be tempted!

In fact, what Wei Zhen didn't know was that it wasn't just him.

In the past few days, news of Lin Feng's extraordinary abilities has spread throughout the entire Jiangyin defense zone.

Those naval sailors, fortress artillerymen, and even cadets from the Thunderstorm School who had not yet graduated and were gathered around Jiang Yin were all considering the same question as Colonel Wei.

A good bird chooses its tree to perch on.

In chaotic times, whoever has the strongest fist and can give the brothers a way to survive is the lord worth following.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, is clearly a towering, unexpected tree that has risen to prominence.

-----

late at night.

The gunfire around Jiangyin gradually subsided, but this was not the arrival of peace, but the final stillness before the storm.

The Japanese troops split into two groups, like two giant pincers, and had deeply embedded themselves into the fabric of Jiangyin's defense line.

In the Japanese command post, Major General Numata Tokushige, the brigade commander, excitedly rubbed his mustache with his index finger.

"Yoshi, the Chinese defenses are already riddled with holes."

He pointed to the blue circle on the map that represented Jiangyin County, his eyes gleaming with greed:

"Over the course of several days, large numbers of the Xia army crossed the river and headed north."

Lin Feng's main force must have already fled.

Those left behind to cover the retreat are nothing but remnants of a defeated army!

Numata Tokushige's idea wasn't wrong.

After all, according to convention, the first to withdraw are definitely the core and strongest troops.

At the same time, in order to ensure a fast retreat, a large number of heavy weapons would inevitably be abandoned or transported away in advance.

Unfortunately, he encountered Lin Feng, who didn't play by the rules.

But the Japanese didn't know that.

The chief of staff next to Numata Tokushige was still echoing:

"Your Excellency is wise."

Aside from that damned Huangshan fort, which is still barely clinging to life, the remaining troops must have very weak firepower.

"If we're quick enough, we can catch them by the tail and devour this rearguard in one gulp!"

"Yoshi!"

Numata Tokujin nodded and suddenly drew his command sword:

"At dawn, our army launched a full-scale attack."

"Target: Jiangyin Wharf. The entire Chinese garrison must be annihilated."

From the Japanese perspective, this was an easy battle to beat a dog when it was down.

The rearguard troops are like expendable pawns, easy prey delivered right to one's mouth.

However, what they didn't know was that the meat was not only scalding hot, but it would also break their teeth.

-----

At the same time, Lin Feng was standing in the empty Huangshan Fort.

He didn't waste any of the artillery, ammunition, leftover supplies, or even the electrical wires and light bulbs running along the walls; he stuffed them all into the system space.

He took one last look at the majestic fortress, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

"What a pity..."

With a sigh, Lin Feng reached out and patted a section of dilapidated wall beside him:

He really wanted to take all those massive reinforced concrete fortifications, along with those underground ammunition depots and barracks, with him.

If I could put this entire fortress into the system space, and then wherever I went in the future, I could just wave my hand and conjure up a giant cannon turret, wouldn't that be awesome?

Unfortunately, this building is built against the mountain, and unless it is cut off, its space would need to be expanded to at least several hundred meters in length and width to be fully incorporated into the system space.

"Forget it, let's just leave it as an empty shell for the Japanese."

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and summoned the messenger to give the order again:

"Notify the troops at Huashan position to also begin to withdraw."

All troops were withdrawn to the county town defense line.

Finally, they retreated in batches, providing mutual cover, to the riverside dock!

That night, the Japanese thought the defending troops were still holding out and carefully moving ammunition, preparing for a large-scale artillery bombardment early the next morning.

Lin Feng rushed back to the county town overnight to begin the final "zero-yuan purchase".