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

On a desolate hillside outside Qingcheng Port, the cold wind howled and the withered grass swayed.

Lieutenant General Seishiro Itagaki, commander of the 5th Division of the Army, was lying in a cold ditch with a group of shivering staff officers.

Although his nose was running from the cold, Itagaki Seishiro had an extremely excited and gloating smile on his face.

He held up his binoculars, staring intently at the sky in the direction of Qingcheng Port, muttering to himself:

"Come on, let's blast it."

"Bomb those greedy idiots in the navy into the sky, let them know the cruelty of war."

In the sky, several long-fuselage fighter jets painted in gray-white camouflage were circling several thousand meters above Qingcheng Port, accompanied by the deep roar of their engines.

That was a BF-109 high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft dispatched by Lin Feng.

Seishiro Itagaki stared wide-eyed, waiting to witness the spectacular scene of bombs raining down.

A minute passed.

Three minutes have passed.

Five minutes passed.

The few Daxia planes in the sky seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, as if they had nothing better to do than fly around the port and the city twice.

They didn't even throw down a nail, let alone a bomb.

Then, the planes tossed their noses and flew south with an air of nonchalance, quickly disappearing into the clouds.

"What?!"

Seishiro Itagaki froze, lowering his binoculars, his face filled with astonishment: "They're gone already? What about the bomb? Did the Chinese bomb jam?"

So, wasn't it pointless for him to order the soldiers to carry out air defense operations, leave the tent area, and evacuate to the field?

Just then, a black sedan bearing a naval officer's flag drove from the direction of the city gate and stopped at the foot of the earthen slope.

The car door opened, and a Japanese naval rear admiral in a crisp dark blue military uniform stepped out.

It was none other than Kobayashi Munanosuke, commander of the 9th Squadron of the Fourth Fleet.

He looked at Itagaki Seishiro, who was lying in the ditch covered in mud, and couldn't help but let out a burst of extremely shrill laughter.

"Hahaha.

"General Itagaki, are you leading the 5th Division in wilderness survival training?"

Kobayashi Munanosuke walked up the earthen slope, head down, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt and mockery:

"They're just a few lost Chinese planes, they don't even have the guts to drop bombs, yet they scared your elite Imperial Army into crawling in the mud like rats."

"That's hilarious! Is the army's courage really that small?"

"Baka yarou".

Enraged, Itagaki Seishiro jumped up from the ditch, his face turning purplish-red, and the veins on his forehead bulging.

He pointed at Kobayashi Sonosuke's nose and roared in impotent rage:

"What do you know?"

That's called discipline!

When an air raid siren is sounded, air raid operations must be carried out!

You bunch of stupid pigs in the navy, so careless.

Sooner or later, they'll be sent to the bottom of the sea by a bomb falling from the sky to feed the fish.

"Hmph, stubborn as a mule. How could a tiny plane possibly pose a threat to a warship weighing tens of thousands of tons?"

Kobayashi Munanosuke scoffed dismissively, turned and got into his car, driving away and leaving Itagaki Seishiro with only a plume of exhaust fumes.

These arrogant Japanese devils had no idea.

Those seemingly "lost" BF-109 reconnaissance aircraft, equipped with Zeiss high-resolution aerial cameras mounted under their fuselages, had already captured a clear picture of the entire Qingcheng Port's defenses, the positions of warships, and the storage points for supplies.

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A few hours later, in Jiawang County, at the headquarters of the 33rd Army Corps.

"Sir, the photos are developed, they're developed."

A staff officer rushed excitedly into the operations room, holding a stack of black-and-white photographs that still smelled of developing solution.

At this moment, Lin Feng was sitting in a chair drinking tea.

On the table beside him were several copies of major newspapers from across the country that had been delivered.

The Central Daily News, Ta Kung Pao, Shen Bao...

Without exception, the front-page headlines were all printed in bold, large black font with eye-catching headlines:

[A Great Victory in the January 27th Air Battle! Our Great Xia's Mysterious Fighter Jets Devastate Japanese Bomber Group]

[The 33rd Army Corps' Independent Air Force Emerges Out of Nowhere; General Lin Feng Makes Another Outstanding Contribution]

[A bloody battle raged through the skies, 32 enemy aircraft were shot down, displaying the might of our nation.]

With the publication of these newspapers, the people of Daxia learned of this great air victory, and the whole country rejoiced.

Following his nicknames "Fox of Zhabei" and "Fierce Ghost of Jiangbei," Lin Feng's name once again reached the pinnacle of public opinion, his reputation soaring to new heights. There was even a growing public sentiment that he should join the 33rd Army Corps if he wanted to join the army.

But Lin Feng was unperturbed by this.

He knew very well that the praise in the newspapers wouldn't kill the Japanese; only real artillery shells and bullets could make the invaders bleed.

"Forget about the newspapers, bring me the photos."

Lin Feng pushed the newspaper aside, took the photo handed to him by the staff officer, and spread it on the large war table.

Zhao Yushu, Zhao Dashan, and several system advisors immediately surrounded them, each holding a magnifying glass, and began to carefully analyze the situation while leaning over the table.

"hiss--"

Lin Feng gasped in shock after just a quick glance, his eyes practically gleaming with a cold light:

"Qingcheng Port... is practically an undefended buffet restaurant."

Although the photo is in black and white, the Zeiss lens has an incredibly powerful resolving ability.

From thousands of meters above, you can see the mountains of wooden crates piled up on the dock, the cranes unloading cargo, and even the Japanese sailors walking on the deck.

"Look here."

A system staff officer, holding a magnifying glass, pointed to a section of sea near the deep-water pier in the photo:

"Not only were there a large number of transport ships fully loaded with supplies, but the main warships of the Japanese Fourth Fleet were also spotted in the near sea."

The staff officer's pencil struck heavily on a long, massive ship:

"Your Excellency, please look. This ship has a flat deck and no towering bridge structure. It must be an aircraft carrier."

Judging from its tonnage and shape, it is highly likely to be the Japanese Fourth Fleet's light aircraft carrier, the "Ryujo"!

"And this one too."

Another staff officer pointed to a massive object next to the aircraft carrier:

"Look at this slender hull, three in the front and two in the rear, a total of five twin-gun turrets."

This is definitely a heavy cruiser.

"Look at that towering, illegally constructed bridge; it looks a bit like the Myoko-class, or maybe it's a Kaohsiung-class heavy cruiser."

"What about this one?" Lin Feng asked, pointing to a warship a little further away.

"This one looks a little smaller than the aircraft carrier and heavy cruiser next to it, but it is significantly larger than the destroyers on the outer perimeter."

The staff officer examined it carefully:

"It should be a light cruiser, probably a Kuma-class or Nagara-class."

One aircraft carrier, one heavy cruiser, one light cruiser, plus several destroyers and a dozen large transport ships.

This is practically a huge, greasy piece of fat.

"Damn it, those Japanese devils really don't take our Great Xia's air force seriously."

Lin Feng looked at the densely packed, undisguised ships in the photos and sneered repeatedly:

"The warships are moored so close together that they haven't even put up any mine protection nets."

Especially the transport ships, all of them are crowded in the port.

What they unloaded were all weapons and supplies destined for the invasion of our Great Xia during the upcoming battle.