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

Standing in front of the sand table, listening to the good news coming from the front lines, Lin Feng knew in his heart that the situation was now in his grasp.

"Commander Zhang Wenzhong called."

The confidential staff officer reported loudly to the leader:

"Our vanguard has already engaged in full-scale firefight with the puppet troops."

The enemy had no fighting spirit and collapsed at the first contact.

"The mountains and fields are currently teeming with fleeing traitors. Commander Zhang requests permission to divide his forces to capture the prisoners."

"Capture my ass."

Lin Feng waved his hand and issued an extremely ruthless tactical order without hesitation:

"Send a telegram to Zhang Wenzhong immediately."

Tell him that our tactic is to launch a fierce attack on those die-hard traitors who dare to resist.

As for those who threw down their guns and ran away, ignore them and don't waste manpower trying to catch them.

Drive them north.

Lin Feng drew a heavy line on the sand table, pointing directly in the direction of the Japanese 5th Division's retreat:

"Let these terrified pigs charge at the Japanese's own positions."

I will use these thousands of runaway traitors to break up Itagaki's old devil's formation.

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Battlefield on the east bank of the Yi River.

Liu Guitang wanted to run away, but Itagaki Seishiro wanted him to die as a human shield.

These two old foxes each had their own ulterior motives, and as a result, the more than 7,000 puppet troops suffered.

When Lin Feng's 107th Division and the newly formed 15th Division pounced like two tigers descending from the mountain.

The puppet troops at the front were horrified to discover that their leader, Liu Guitang, had long since ridden off on a fast horse and disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, the Japanese soldiers who had been overseeing the battle from the rear also quietly withdrew completely.

Faith collapsed, and the group was leaderless.

In an instant, the puppet army's position suffered an avalanche-like collapse.

On the muddy plain, two camouflaged Sd.Kfz 222 wheeled armored vehicles led the way.

The 20mm autocannon on the turret emitted an extremely violent "bang bang bang" sound.

One after another, tracer high-explosive shells, each as thick as a baby's fist, lashed out at the puppet troops' flimsy sandbag fortifications.

The sandbags were instantly shattered, and the puppet soldiers hiding behind them were beaten to a pulp before they could even scream.

Behind the armored vehicles were infantrymen deployed in skirmish lines.

第107师1团1营1连连长徐飞，正端着一把MP18冲锋鎗，在泥泞的麦田里交替掩护跃进。

Xu Fei is a veteran, a graduate of the 12th class of the Infantry Department of the Whampoa Military Academy.

He was originally a company commander in the elite German-equipped 87th Division of the Central Army.

During the brutal Battle of Shanghai, he was bitten through the thigh by shrapnel from Japanese bullets, and the wound became severely infected and suppurated.

In that field hospital, where medical supplies were scarce, he could only lie on a straw mat and wait to die.

Lin Feng's troops happened to pass by and took in these abandoned wounded soldiers.

They also gave him an extremely precious antibiotic injection.

They practically snatched him back from the clutches of death.

From that day on, Xu Fei's life was sold to Lin Feng.

"Scatter, all of you scatter, don't huddle together."

As Xu Fei ran, he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"In groups of platoons, take turns providing cover and maneuvering."

Don't stop, keep charging!

Ahead, behind an earthen wall, a dozen die-hard puppet soldiers were stubbornly resisting with old rifles in hand.

"Bang! Bang!" Several bullets hit the muddy water at Xu Fei's feet.

"Machine gun team, suppress!" Xu Fei ordered without hesitation.

"Splash!"

A machine gunner nearby immediately performed a perfectly executed tactical roll and fell face-first into the mud.

The bipod of the Czech light machine gun snapped open.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

A precise burst of fire swept across the area, sending mud flying from the earthen wall and pinning down the dozen or so puppet soldiers who couldn't even lift their heads.

"Mortar, blast him to smithereens!" Xu Fei roared again.

The company's mortar team quickly moved forward.

The gunner knelt on one knee, gave a thumbs-up, and squinted as he quickly measured the distance.

"350 meters away, sight 2, two rapid-fire shots."

"Thump! Thump!"

Two shells soared into the air with a sharp whistle and crashed into the back of the earthen wall.

"Boom! Boom!"

After a few screams, there was no more movement behind the earthen wall.

"Company commander, more than a hundred traitors have surrendered."

A class monitor ran over to report to the leader.

Xu Fei looked up and saw a large group of puppet soldiers in front of him who had thrown down their guns and were kneeling in the mud, their hands covering their heads, trembling like leaves.

"Commander Lin has given orders that there is no time to capture prisoners."

Xu Fei's eyes were cold as he strode forward, picked up a Hanyang rifle that had been thrown on the ground, and slung it over his shoulder.

"Pull the bolts out of their guns for me."

The people don't need to be taken care of; leave them to the supply troops behind.

"The whole company is here. We'll get past them and continue the pursuit."

"Yes."

The soldiers, like wolves and tigers, swept past the kneeling puppet troops begging for mercy and continued their northward advance.

The entire battlefield was characterized by a one-sided drive-away.

The hillsides were covered with yellow-green figures, their armor and weapons discarded. Like headless flies, they cried and ran wildly in the direction the Japanese troops were retreating to the north.

The pursuit went extremely smoothly.

The smooth sailing made even a seasoned veteran like Xu Fei feel a slight unease.

Around 5 p.m., the vanguard of the 107th Division pursued the enemy to a place called Lijiacun.

It's less than twelve kilometers from here to Tangtou Town.

"Company commander, Lijia Village is just ahead. We haven't seen any of the traitors."

The platoon leader wiped the mud off his face and reported breathlessly.

Xu Fei raised his binoculars and observed the village ahead.

The village was quiet, exuding an eerie stillness.

"Send armored vehicles forward to scout ahead, infantry keep their distance and be on high alert," Xu Fei ordered in a deep voice.

Two Sd.Kfz 222 armored vehicles roared as they slowly approached the village entrance along the muddy dirt road.

Just as the first armored vehicle drove past a large locust tree at the entrance of the village.

"Sizzle—"

Suddenly, a terrifying shriek, seemingly capable of tearing one's soul apart, echoed from the sky!

Xu Fei's pupils instantly contracted to the size of a pinhead.

That was the sound of a large-caliber heavy artillery shell cutting through the air.

"Take cover, heavy artillery!!"

Xu Fei roared fiercely and plunged headfirst into the muddy wheat field next to him without hesitation.

next second.

"boom--!!!"

A deafeningly loud and violent explosion rang out at the village entrance.

A 150mm high-explosive grenade hit the lead armored vehicle precisely next to it.

The armored vehicle, weighing over three tons, was like a pitiful tin toy in the face of the devastating yield of a 150mm high-explosive shell.

The shockwave tore through the thin side armor, ignited the fuel tank, and instantly turned it into a huge, extremely bright fireball.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, another 150mm shell landed, clearly aimed at the second armored vehicle, but the accuracy was a bit off.

Shrapnel and flying dirt clattered and tinkled as they landed on the armored vehicle.

Fortunately, the blast was far enough away that the armored vehicle was only jolted by the shockwave.

Compared to infantrymen who only have their bare bodies, armored vehicles at least have a layer of armor, even if it's thin armor, it's still armor.

Sensing the danger, the armored vehicle immediately accelerated, zigzagging in an S-shaped pattern to create distance...

"Da da da da da—!"

Almost at the same instant the shell exploded.

Suddenly, several extremely fierce tongues of fire spewed out from behind the earthen walls on both sides of the village and from the rooftops.

That was the distinctive, dull, and continuous roar of the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun, like a woodpecker.

A dense network of crossfire instantly covered the entire wheat field outside the village entrance.

"what!"

"Medic, help!"

The infantrymen at the forefront were unable to dodge in time and were instantly shot down by machine gun fire.