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

But anger aside...

Matsui Iwane was, after all, a veteran who had been through many battles.

After calming down and thinking it over, he realized that no matter how exaggerated or outrageous Kunisaki Noboru's words were in the telegram...

But one thing is certain.

That is the current situation of the Kunisaki Detachment, which is absolutely dangerous.

A dignified major general of the Empire would never send such a distress telegram unless he was truly at his wit's end and had nowhere else to turn.

"It seems they've really been pushed to the limit."

Matsui Iwane rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling a sudden headache.

The situation was indeed urgent; they had no choice but to help.

If Lin Feng were to annihilate the entire Guoqi Detachment of over 10,000 men, it would be a heavy blow to the morale of the entire Central China Front Army.

It could even affect the overall situation of the attack on Nanjing.

But which unit should be sent north across the river?

Now all the divisions are eyeing Nanjing like hungry wolves, who would be willing to step aside at this time to go north of the Yangtze River to gnaw on a tough nut?

What's more troublesome is that cross-river rescue requires naval vessels for cover and transportation.

but……

The thought of the navy gave Matsui Iwane an even bigger headache.

Back when Lin Feng was evacuating Shanghai from the Songhu battlefield, he used the system space to take away a lot of machinery, equipment and supplies from the factories.

This resulted in the Japanese navy capturing Zhabei but finding nothing, not even a hair.

Those idiots in the navy blamed the army, claiming that the army had secretly hoarded all the spoils of war.

Right now, the Navy and the Army are at odds.

Asking them to send warships to cover the army's crossing of the river will inevitably involve a lot of wrangling and arguments.

"Baka..."

Matsui Iwane looked at the lonely blue circle over the river on the map and let out a long sigh.

Sad.

This is really worrying me.

This Lin Feng is simply a troublemaker specifically targeting the Imperial Army!

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"Ah Qiu!"

In the front-line command post, Lin Feng suddenly sneezed loudly.

He casually pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his nose nonchalantly, and muttered to himself:

"I've been staying up late every night directing operations, and my immunity has dropped, so I caught a cold?"

Or is it some old Japanese devil talking about me behind my back?

(Matsui Iwane, far away in Jiangnan: Baka!)

Not dwelling on these trivial matters, Lin Feng stuffed the handkerchief back into his pocket, raised the artillery scope in front of him again, and carefully observed the Japanese positions opposite.

On the surface, he appeared calm, as if everything was under control.

However, his inner world was not as calm and collected as he appeared.

His hands, trembling slightly with excitement, and his heart pounding wildly in his chest, betrayed his extreme excitement.

Everything is just right.

Kunisaki Noboru, along with his entire brigade-level elite squad, was truly herded into this meticulously arranged encirclement like ducks.

The thought of having the opportunity here to annihilate an entire Japanese brigade was truly inspiring.

Lin Feng's heart started beating even faster.

This was a glorious achievement that the Great Xia army had never had since the outbreak of the War of Resistance against Japan.

Through the artillery's scope, a breathtaking scene of destruction unfolded.

Large-caliber heavy artillery shells kept whistling down.

"Boom! Boom!"

Black plumes of smoke and large, orange-red fireballs shot into the sky from the ground.

The outer positions hastily dug by the Japanese were blasted to pieces by such fierce artillery fire, with severed limbs and broken weapon parts flying everywhere.

"Commander, the artillery regiment is on the phone."

A staff officer promptly handed over the receiver for the field telephone.

Lin Feng snatched it and said loudly:

"Hello, is this the artillery regiment? This is Lin Feng."

Well done! I saw the artillery fire over here; it was very precise.

Yes, that's how it should be blown up, blow it up really hard!

He glanced at his watch:

"Twenty minutes later, the 2nd Regiment will launch an attack."

At that time, your artillery fire will immediately extend backward and turn to bombard the Japanese second-line positions.

Cut off the Japanese reinforcements completely, not even a fly should be let escape.

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!" came the booming voice of the artillery regimental commander from the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng's lips curled into a cold smile.

Kunisaki Noboru thought he was facing only dozens of 105mm and 150mm howitzers.

He would be very wrong.

Besides the large-caliber artillery of the military artillery regiment, Lin Feng also secretly pulled off a big heist.

He also released and deployed the few powerful beings he had taken with him during the retreat from Jiangyin Fortress, using the system space, to the rear positions.

It had a total of five 150mm cannons, as well as two massive 240mm Krupp coastal defense guns.

These fortress cannons, originally intended to block the Yangtze River, were now being used to bombard land targets, unleashing terrifying destructive power.

Especially those two 240mm Krupp coastal defense guns.

Although it was an old-fashioned cannon, the loading was cumbersome, and it could only fire once a minute.

But with a 240mm caliber, the shell was practically the size of a small gasoline drum.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar, so deep it seemed capable of shattering one's internal organs, came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the Japanese position.

Basically, one shot would wipe out an entire Japanese position.

As the saying goes: "Fine wine in a luminous cup, you and your bunker fly together."

On this vast, open plain, the Japanese soldiers could not find any shelter that could withstand the bombardment of 240mm fortress guns.

No matter how deep the anti-artillery bunker was dug, it became a grave to bury them alive in the face of absolute caliber.

Not only was there continuous bombardment from heavy artillery.

Every so often, a piercing shriek, like the simultaneous crackling of countless chainsaws, would echo from the sky.

Those were the 12 Type 41 150mm multiple rocket launchers firing.

A single salvo consists of a total of 72 150mm high-explosive rockets.

This firepower density is equivalent to 72 150mm heavy artillery pieces firing simultaneously!

Under such insane firepower, the Japanese soldiers in the encirclement suffered extremely bad luck, with heavy casualties.

Unfortunately, their heavy artillery battalion had been eliminated by Lin Feng beforehand, leaving them only able to take the beating without fighting back.

Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

"call out--"

Three red signal flares were launched into the sky.

The artillery fire began to extend into the enemy's deep positions as planned.

"Boom!"

The roar of the engines drowned out the distant cannon fire.

Several low-slung Jagdpanzer tank destroyers, painted in field gray camouflage, took the lead and charged out of the starting position.

Behind their broad hulls followed a large number of infantry from the 1st Honor Brigade.

Under the cover of their tanks, they launched a massive attack on the Japanese troops' riddled defenses.

These hunters, though lacking rotating turrets, had limited firing arcs.

But Lin Feng never intended to use them for any high-mobility anti-armor warfare.

On this battlefield where enemy tanks were scarce, Lin Feng used them entirely as self-propelled artillery to accompany infantry charges.

Their sloping 60mm armor on the front was enough to protect them from all of the Japanese light weapons and infantry guns.

The 75mm L48 main gun, loaded with high-explosive shells, was used for the rough and tiring work of supporting infantry and eliminating enemy strongpoints.