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

Outside Jiawang County, a biting wind howled.

Lin Feng stood by the dirt road, tightly grasped the hand of Chen Caiying, the head of the Nanyang Overseas Chinese Delegation, and shook it vigorously.

"Mr. Chen, the journey is long and arduous, please take care."

"Please convey my message to the million compatriots in Southeast Asia: as long as I, Lin Feng, am alive, as long as one member of my 33rd Army Corps is alive, we will fight bravely to defend Great Xia!"

"General Lin, I beg you." Chen Caiying's eyes were slightly red. She bowed deeply before reluctantly boarding the car heading south.

As he watched the convoy of the overseas Chinese delegation disappear into the dust, Lin Feng's smile gradually faded, replaced by a solemn expression.

"Back to headquarters."

He turned and got into the black Ford V8 sedan.

This car was a special car that Commander Li specially allocated to him from the garage of the war zone headquarters when he first arrived in Pengcheng, in order to show how much he valued him.

The car door closed, shutting out the cold wind from outside.

The Ford sedan drove along the bumpy dirt road. Lin Feng leaned back in the soft leather seat and rubbed his throbbing temples.

A dozen minutes later, the car stopped in the courtyard of the legion's command headquarters.

Lin Feng strode into the operations room, and as soon as he looked up, his gaze was fixed on the half-torn calendar on the wall.

Several large black characters were prominently printed on it.

January 16, 1938.

"It's January 16th already..."

Lin Feng muttered to himself, his brows furrowed tightly into a deep frown.

As a time traveler, the historical timeline in his mind was incredibly clear.

In the original timeline, the arrogant and fierce soldiers of the Japanese 3th Division, led by Isogai Rensuke, launched a frenzied southward attack on Tengxian, which was being fiercely defended by the Sichuan Army. The date was March 15th.

The subsequent Battle of Taierzhuang, a bloody and devastating victory that shocked the world, saw the main force of the Japanese army approach the city on March 24.

"All things considered, I only have less than two months left to assemble my troops and prepare for war."

Lin Feng took a deep breath, feeling an unprecedented sense of urgency.

Within two months, this massive, newly expanded army, filled with new recruits and defeated soldiers, must be brought to a position of absolute combat effectiveness.

This is practically a race against time.

"Ring ring—"

Just then, the crank phone on the desk suddenly rang urgently.

The operations staff officer next to him quickly grabbed the microphone: "Huh? This is the Legion Headquarters... Oh, Director Sun, please wait a moment."

The staff officer covered the microphone and turned to Lin Feng: "Sir, it's Director Sun Ziqiang from the Logistics and Equipment Department calling."

Lin Feng walked over in a few steps, took the phone, and said, "Hello, my dear Director Sun, what's up?"

On the other end of the phone, Sun Ziqiang's excited voice came through:

"Your Excellency, it's a success! The first batch of modified construction machinery is complete!"

"As per your request, we used those scrapped Japanese tank chassis and worked through the night to complete the project."

All eight tracked bulldozers and four tracked excavators equipped with robotic arms have been tested and are fully powered.

"Good! Well done!"

Lin Feng slammed his hand on the table, his eyes flashing with a sharp light:

"Old Sun, you've really saved me from a dire situation."

I'll immediately send the engineering battalion to pick up the vehicles from you and drive these lumps of iron directly to the construction site in the west of the city.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng quickly walked to the huge military map of the Jiangsu-Shandong war zone.

His gaze quickly locked onto a location about 15 miles west of Jiawang County.

There, he drew a heavy circle with red and blue pencils, and next to it were a few small words: Airport (under construction).

That was the perfect location he had personally selected a few days ago after leading scouts to conduct an on-site survey.

It was originally a barren saline-alkali land with an extremely flat and open terrain, with no high mountains to block the view and excellent airspace conditions.

"With these 12 tracked heavy machines, the speed of leveling runways, digging air-raid shelters, underground oil depots, and other facilities can be increased exponentially."

The airport will soon take shape.

Lin Feng smiled and, with a thought, brought up the system interface in his mind.

The 1 exchange points awarded for killing Kunisaki Noboru have been sitting in my account for several days.

It's time to let the skies of Daxia hear the roar of our own engines once again.

He opened the "Air Force Vehicles" section of the system store and focused his gaze on a fighter jet.

BF-109 E-3 fighter jet

Lin Feng used his mind to access the detailed data panel of the fighter jet.

As the mainstay of the Hans' military in the early stages of World War II, this Messerschmitt aerial killer boasted impressive stats.

It is equipped with a powerful DB 601A water-cooled inverted V12 engine.

Its maximum level flight speed reached an astonishing 560 km/h.

Its firepower is even more ferocious, with two 7.92 mm machine guns in the nose and two 20 mm MG FF cannons hidden in the wings.

If this firepower were used on those Japanese planes that sacrificed armor protection in pursuit of maneuverability and were as fragile as lighters, it would be a one-shot kill, blowing them up in mid-air.

What Lin Feng values ​​most is its flight range data.

"With internal fuel, the range is 660 kilometers... If a 300-liter external fuel tank is mounted on the belly of the fuselage, the maximum range can be increased to 850 kilometers."

Lin Feng quickly calculated in his mind:

"That is to say, its effective combat radius is approximately between 280 and 385 kilometers."

"Bring me a compass!" Lin Feng said without turning his head, reaching out to the staff officer behind him.

The staff officer quickly handed over a precision military compass.

Lin Feng took a compass and carefully compared the distances on the map's scale.

Then, he plunged the tip of his compass into the "airport" sign in the west of Jiawang County.

"Whoosh—"

The pencil drew a graceful arc on the map, creating a small circle representing a combat radius of 280 kilometers.

Lin Feng stared intently.

This circle extends directly south, encompassing Nanjing, which had already been occupied by the Japanese.

To the north, it covers Jinan, the capital city of Shandong Province.

To the east, the entire coastal area of ​​the Yellow Sea, including Haizhou, will be included in the scope of the strike.

Next, Lin Feng adjusted the span of the compass, representing the 385-kilometer combat radius after the auxiliary fuel tank was attached.

"Whoosh—"

A larger concentric circle leaps off the page.

Looking at the area covered by this large circle, even Lin Feng himself couldn't help but gasp.

Good guy!

This large circle encompasses Dezhou in the north, Jiaozuo in the west, and even Qingcheng Port on the northeastern coast of Shandong Province, all under its shadow.

Most of Hebei, Henan, Jiangsu and Shandong provinces are within the combat radius of this fighter jet.

"No wonder……"

Lin Feng threw down his compass, braced his hands on the table, and stared at Pengcheng, which was located in the center of the circle on the map, his eyes filled with shock:

"No wonder the ancients said that Pengcheng was a strategic location fought over by military strategists since ancient times."

The statement that "Pengcheng has been the site of more than fifty large-scale battles throughout history" is truly remarkable.

The location of this place is absolutely terrible.

All it takes is to deploy a full-strength fighter squadron in Jiawang, which is close to Pengcheng.

Lin Feng's air force can almost always provide support and cover any corner of the Central Plains battlefield!