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

Regarding intelligence gathering and insider operations.

Lin Feng knew that there must be many patriotic workers in Qingcheng Port, especially the laborers at the Sifang Locomotive Factory and the docks.

Having suffered oppression from the Japanese invaders for many years, their resistance was bound to be very strong.

Perhaps we could contact the workers' organizations in the city and get them to cooperate with our actions?

Who can we rely on?

Military Intelligence Bureau?

No way, these people are always up to no good. They're constantly carrying out assassinations, bombings, and other espionage activities.

But would it really mobilize the local masses?

Forget it, the Loyal and Patriotic Army organized by the Military Intelligence Bureau was such a mess that the deputy commander-in-chief betrayed them, and many units were even receiving double pay from both the 76th Division and the Military Intelligence Bureau...

We still have to rely on connections with the underground party.

Lin Feng stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

"Jade Book".

Lin Feng turned to look at his cousin Zhao Yushu:

"Go and see Mr. Yan from earlier later."

Have a good talk with him and try to establish contact with the city's workers' organizations.

Lin Feng paused, his tone becoming very serious:

"But remember, tell them never to let the workers stage an armed uprising."

The Japanese soldiers had guns and cannons, and the workers were risking their lives to fight them; it was too dangerous.

These skilled industrial workers are the precious future of our Great Xia; I would be heartbroken if even one of them died.

"What I need is information."

Lin Feng tapped the table:

"Let them figure out roughly which streets the Japanese have built bunkers on."

Which intersections have anti-tank minefields been laid?

With this intelligence, let our troops fight the rest of the war.

"Understood, cousin, I'll take care of it right away." Zhao Yushu accepted the order.

At this moment, the staff officer in charge of infantry coordination frowned:

"Your Excellency, although there are no city walls, urban street fighting has always been a meat grinder."

If the Japanese invaders relied on those sturdy Western-style houses and factory buildings to put up a stubborn resistance...

Our infantry casualties will likely be very high.

We must prepare a large quantity of demolition charges and explosive packs, and preferably, get as many flamethrowers as possible.

Upon hearing the words "street fighting" and "flamethrower," Lin Feng's lips curled into a smirk.

"Urban warfare? I love urban warfare the most."

Lin Feng snorted coldly:

"This time, it's time for my two 'Big Cats' to show their power."

The reason he took the risk this time was to set up the legion's forward command post so far forward.

The purpose was to find a safe, uninhabited area and, using the system space, secretly transport those two Tiger heavy tanks, each weighing over fifty tons.

These two steel behemoths, with their outrageously thick armor and 88mm main guns, were leading the way.

Those Japanese Type 94 tanks with their thin armor and those machine gun bunkers hidden in Western-style houses were simply paper toys.

"As for the flamethrower..."

Lin Feng's consciousness sank into the system, and he glanced at his interface, where his merit points had surged again due to the annihilation of the Japanese 102nd Regiment.

He planned to upgrade the Sd.Kfz.250 half-track armored vehicles under Zhao Dashan's command at a later date.

First, upgrade to the larger and more spacious Sd.Kfz.251 model.

Then upgrade this versatile Hans vehicle into a Type 251/16 half-track flamethrower armored vehicle.

During urban warfare in World War II, this armored vehicle was a nightmare for infantry.

On each side of the carriage, there is a 14mm tubular flamethrower with a thick protective shield.

Each flamethrower has a 160-degree firing arc.

It is mainly used to clear out enemies hiding on both sides of the street and in buildings.

What's even more bizarre is that there are two huge, specially made fuel tanks inside the carriage.

It contained a total of 700 liters of "flammable liquid No. 19".

This is a special napalm concoction formulated by Hans; once it sticks, it can't be shaken off, and even water can't extinguish it.

This 700 liters of fuel is enough to power the flamethrower for 80 lethal bursts.

A single burst of fire can travel an astonishing 60 meters.

"Wow, a fire-breathing armored vehicle?"

Lin Feng explained it simply, and Zhao Dashan's mouth practically watered, his eyes shining:

"Sir, with this thing, I can roast all those Japanese devils hiding in the house into suckling pigs."

"That's right."

Lin Feng slammed his fist on the map:

"Use flamethrower armored vehicles to clear the way in the streets."

In conjunction with foot combat engineers, they used individual flamethrowers and demolition charges to clear each house one by one.

I want to see if the Japanese soldiers' Bushido spirit is tougher, or if my napalm is hotter.

"This will definitely give those Japanese devils who are stubbornly resisting in the building a good beating."

After arranging the army's tactics, Lin Feng's gaze once again fell on the Jiaozhou Bay on the map.

"There's one more thing."

A sly smile appeared on Lin Feng's lips:

"The Japanese warships, in order to avoid our bombing, all tucked their tails between their legs and fled the port."

The current maritime defenses of Qingcheng Port are practically non-existent.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Lin Feng's system space still contains several torpedo boats and landing support boats that he had previously stored away.

"Send a telegram to the rear immediately."

Lin Feng gave the order:

"Get all our naval officers and soldiers, as well as the naval artillerymen from the former Jiangyin Fortress that we've incorporated, to the front lines by truck overnight."

I want to launch a small-scale amphibious landing operation against the Japanese from the sea.

"We'll cut off their retreat directly from the port."

After a thorough and enthusiastic discussion.

Lin Feng quickly made a decision and formulated an extremely comprehensive siege plan that combined land, sea, and air operations.

"Drip, drip, drip—"

Several high-powered radios in a corner of the command post began to operate frantically.

The signalmen, their foreheads covered in sweat, tapped on the telegraph keys.

Countless cold and deadly combat orders, carried by invisible radio waves, traversed the gloomy night sky of southern Shandong.

The message was quickly relayed to the eager troops under Lin Feng's command.

A vast and inescapable net has been quietly cast towards Qingcheng Port.

War is imminent.

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"What?!"

"The 102nd Regiment is gone?!"

Qingcheng Port, formerly the residence of Governor Hans, is now the headquarters of the Japanese Navy base.

Commander Lieutenant General Kuwahara Aone suddenly stood up from the leather sofa.

"Hi!"

A naval staff officer, a lieutenant commander, wearing a white summer uniform, snapped to attention, feet together.

"Just now, the puppet troops on duty outside the city received a lot of army soldiers who were retreating from the direction of Wulian."

According to the defeated soldiers, they were subjected to extremely heavy artillery fire and tank assaults.

Colonel Yoshihiro Akiyama, the regimental commander, has already died.

Lin Feng's 33rd Army Corps is most likely advancing towards our city at full speed.

"..."

Kuwahara Aone stared wide-eyed, completely stunned.

In January of this year, after occupying Qingcheng Port, the Japanese navy established this "Naval Base Command" specifically to monopolize the benefits there.

He, Kuwahara Aone, is currently the nominal supreme commander of Qingcheng Port.

But what cards does he have in his hand right now?

Kuwahara Aone quickly calculated his current financial situation in his mind, and cold sweat instantly streamed down his forehead.

There are more than forty land-based aircraft at Cangkou Airport.

Outer sea, a small fleet had to remain on the surface to avoid bombing.

All in all, it consisted of one light cruiser, three destroyers, and a few service ships such as minesweepers and submarine chasers.

The number of troops on land was even more pitifully small.

A special marine corps battalion with a full complement of 1,200 men.

A military police force of over two hundred people.

Several thousand puppet troops were formed from bandits, hooligans, and deserters who had been recruited.

In addition, there were two coastal defense batteries and more than 100 coastal artillerymen.

Gone……

That's all the troops we have!

According to the original plan of the General Headquarters, the 102nd Army Regiment stationed here was to leave the city to rescue the trapped 5th Division of Itagaki.

Then, the North China Area Army will send the hastily formed Independent Mixed Brigade No. 5 to take over the defense of Qingcheng Port.

The problem is, that independent mixed brigade has only just boarded the train from the Beijing-Tianjin area!

A distant source of water cannot quench an immediate thirst.

"Baka yarou..."

Kuwahara Aone tugged at his collar, feeling extremely agitated, as if he had a beautiful woman in his arms but couldn't undo his belt, and even found it difficult to breathe.

He just couldn't understand it.

The Great Xia army was able to completely surround the mighty 5th Division.

They were even able to bring out an additional main force with heavy artillery and tanks to wipe out the 102nd Regiment in one fell swoop?

Just how many troops does Lin Feng have under his command?!