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

Having made up his mind, Lin Feng no longer hesitated and immediately started his "tycoon army rush".

In the following days, Lin Feng used the large amount of merit points he earned from this air battle to upgrade 24 fighter jets to BF-109 F-4 models in one go.

These 24 high-performance F-4s were organized into two separate squadrons by him as elite interceptor teams specifically tasked with hunting down Japanese bombers.

Immediately afterwards, he used the exchange points he obtained from arms deals to make up for the previous battle losses and went on a buying spree.

新购买了24架BF-109 E-3型战斗机，以及12架Ju-87B斯图卡轰炸机，极大地扩充了航空队的规模。

By this time, the Independent Air Force of the 33rd Army Corps had swelled into a behemoth.

Currently, it has two fighter squadrons (comprising five squadrons) and one bomber squadron (comprising two squadrons).

The total number of aircraft of all types has reached nearly 90.

In the early 38 battlefield of Daxia, this was absolutely a terrifying air force capable of changing the course of local battles.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng also purchased a massive amount of aviation fuel, special machine gun ammunition, and aerial bombs from within the system, which he secretly stored in several hidden field airfields that Zhou Ruida had successively built.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

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The gaze then shifts to Shandong Province, which is being trampled under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders.

Qingcheng Port.

This once prosperous Far East port has now completely fallen into the hands of the Japanese.

The streets and alleys were covered with glaring Japanese flags, and heavily armed Japanese patrols with their dogs roamed the streets with arrogance.

Inside the port, all the large merchant ships and fishing boats that had not been evacuated in time were forcibly requisitioned by the Japanese and painted with Japanese hull numbers.

Only a very few cargo ship owners, sensing the impending doom, spent a fortune to register their ships under the name of the Hans-Guo Trading Company and hoisted the swastika flag high on their masts.

Because the two countries were "quasi-allies," the arrogant Japanese navy hesitated to forcibly board the ship and rob it.

On the nearshore waters, several destroyers and gunboats of the Japanese Third Fleet patrolled day and night, tightly blockading the Yellow Sea coastline of Daxia.

Qingcheng Port was captured by the Japanese marines after Shandong Provincial Chairman Han Xiangfang abandoned it without firing a shot.

Therefore, the Japanese navy naturally regarded the city as their own exclusive spoils of war.

Although Han Xiangfang was executed by firing squad a few weeks ago, the consequences of his abandonment of Shandong Province have lingered.

After landing, the Japanese marines immediately seized control of the most valuable port terminals, railway lines, customs buildings, and all the city's heavy industrial factories.

They really didn't leave a single scrap of food for the Japanese army that arrived later.

At this moment, inside the former Qingcheng City Government building, now the headquarters of the Japanese Navy's Qingcheng Special Base.

A heated argument is erupting in the conference room.

"You idiots! Your navy is going too far!"

Lieutenant General Seishiro Itagaki, commander of the 5th Division of the Army, who came to take over the defense, was so angry that his face turned red. He slammed his hand heavily on the conference table, making the teacups rattle.

"General Itagaki, please watch your words."

The rear admiral sitting opposite him slowly picked up his teacup, blew on the tea leaves, and his eyes were full of disdain:

"Qingcheng Port was captured by our Imperial Navy soldiers through bloody battles."

The ports, railways, and barracks should rightfully be taken over by our navy.

"If your army wants territory, go fight the Chinese on the front lines! What kind of skill is it to try and steal food from our navy's plate?"

"You're talking nonsense."

Seishiro Itagaki was trembling with rage, pointing his finger at the rear admiral and launching into a tirade:

"Without our army holding back the main force of the Chinese army on the front lines, could your navy have landed so easily?!"

My 5th Division is in dire need of rest and recuperation.

In order to replenish our losses in Jiangbei, the General Headquarters specially sent all the reserve soldiers and retired veterans originally planned to form the 105th Special Division to Qingcheng Port by transport ships.

And the result?!

As Itagaki Seishiro spoke, he grew increasingly angry, his eyes turning red.

"My more than 10,000 reinforcements were forced out of the city by your Marines with machine guns as soon as they disembarked."

It's the dead of winter now, and water freezes instantly.

You navy people live in warm villas and drink red wine.

But it left my army's brave soldiers to pitch tents and freeze in the desolate wilderness outside the city.

Don't you have any sense of camaraderie at all?!

It turned out that Lin Feng had annihilated the Guoqi Detachment in Jiangbei, which was equivalent to wiping out half of the elite of the 5th Division in one fell swoop.

In order to restore the combat effectiveness of this elite unit and allow it to participate in the upcoming Battle of Pengcheng, the Japanese Army Ministry had to make the painful decision to prioritize the personnel originally intended for forming a new division and give them to Itagaki.

But who would have thought that these new recruits would be harassed by the navy as soon as they arrived in Qingcheng Port.

"Colleagues? Ha, do those army idiots even deserve to be called colleagues with our noble navy?"

The rear admiral sneered, showing no sign of backing down:

"The barracks in the city are already full of our marines."

As for the fate of your army, that's your own logistical problem, and has nothing to do with our navy.

In short, there's no way they'll be allowed to set up camp in the city.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Seishiro Itagaki, enraged, laughed and said "good" three times in a row, then suddenly grabbed the military cap from the table and slammed it on his head.

"You greedy thieves in the navy, I, Itagaki, will remember this debt."

I will immediately report your shameless actions to headquarters.

After saying that, Itagaki Seishiro kicked open the conference room door and stormed off with several staff officers.

As he entered the courtyard of the city government building, Itagaki Seishiro was preparing to get into his car and leave the place that had caused him so much humiliation.

Sudden.

"Waaaaah—waaaah—"

A piercing and urgent air raid siren suddenly blared over Qingcheng Port, tearing through the winter wind.

"What? An air raid siren?"

Seishiro Itagaki paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked up at the southern sky.

At the horizon where the sea meets the sky, several tiny black dots, accompanied by the faint roar of engines, were rapidly approaching Qingcheng Port.

"Commander, it's enemy planes! Chinese planes are attacking! Take cover!"

The adjutant beside him turned pale with fright and quickly pulled Itagaki Seishiro towards the air-raid shelter.

However, Itagaki Seishiro abruptly shook off his adjutant's hand.

He stood there, watching the approaching formation of planes in the sky, and then glanced back at the city government building behind him, which was flying the naval ensign.

A vicious, gloating smirk appeared on Itagaki Seishiro's lips.

"Just a few planes, what's there to hide?"

Seishiro Itagaki straightened his uniform and gave a cold snort:

"This is the naval defense zone, and the ships docked in the port are also naval vessels."

What does this have to do with our army?

A group of arrogant deer.

Let those despicable navy bastards get blown up by the Chinese bombs.