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

"Fire! Fire now!"

Major Watanabe on the second floor was terrified by what he saw.

His suicidal attack, which he was so proud of, didn't even scratch a single piece of paint off the other person.

He drew his sword and roared hysterically.

"Da da da da—!"

"Bang bang bang!"

At Major Watanabe's command, countless tongues of fire instantly spewed out from the Western-style houses on both sides of the street.

The Japanese launched a full-scale attack using a three-dimensional crossfire network.

Dense machine gun and rifle bullets, along with 37mm armor-piercing rounds, rained down on the armor of the two Tiger tanks.

But aside from chipping off a bit of the surface camouflage paint and splattering a trail of dazzling sparks.

These small arms were simply unable to penetrate the Tiger tank's 100mm thick frontal armor and 80mm thick side armor.

The clanging of metal was as dense as a sudden downpour.

To Xu Rui, it sounded like he was just tickling this steel behemoth.

"Machine gunner, suppress the windows on both sides."

The infantry lieutenant standing on either side of the tank shouted.

The combat engineers and elite infantry of Daxia immediately used the massive hulls of the tanks as cover, raised their STG44 assault rifles and MP40 submachine guns, and fiercely fired at the windows on both sides that were spitting fire.

Several Japanese soldiers leaned out of the second-floor window, holding lit Molotov cocktails, and tried to throw them at the tank's engine compartment.

But before they could even swing their arms around...

The MG34 machine gunner on the half-track armored vehicle following behind the Tiger fired a long burst of fire.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

Several Japanese soldiers were instantly riddled with bullets, screaming as they fell into the house.

The Molotov cocktail he was holding fell to the floor and shattered. The gasoline inside instantly ignited the wooden furniture in the room, which in turn set the Japanese soldiers on fire.

However, the Japanese soldiers occupied the high ground of the buildings on both sides.

They hid behind thick walls, firing down on them and harassing them from their elevated position.

Some grenade launchers even fired grenades into the infantry ranks, causing considerable trouble and casualties to the Daxia infantry following behind.

"Attention all vehicles, there are too many rats on both sides of the street, making it difficult for infantrymen to spread out."

Xu Rui observed the battle situation from inside the turret, then decisively grabbed the microphone and shouted for backup:

"Call the arsonist forward!"

Give those Japanese devils hiding in their caves a good hot bath!

"Roger that, arsonist in position."

A rough response came through the headphones.

Accompanied by a rapid screech of tracks.

Several uniquely designed Sd.Kfz.251/16 half-track flamethrower armored vehicles made a grand entrance from behind the Tiger tank.

They crossed the infantry line and drove straight into the middle of the street.

On either side of the carriage, two 14mm tubular flamethrowers with thick steel plate shields slowly rotated under the operator's control.

The dark nozzles were aimed directly at the windows and basement ventilation shafts of the mansions on both sides of the street that were frantically spewing flames.

"Try some barbecue, you little devils!"

The flamethrower operator, wearing a gas mask, grinned and abruptly pressed the launch button in his hand.

"call--!"

It was accompanied by a deep, chilling whistling sound.

The high-pressure gas cylinder instantly forced the specially made No. 19 flammable liquid inside the carriage out of the nozzle and ignited it at the outlet.

Two black and red fire dragons, each sixty meters long, erupted from the jet pipes like evil dragons leaping out of hell.

The blazing flames, under immense pressure, stretched across the street.

They poured in through the broken windows of the villas, the blasted holes in the walls, and the entrance to the basement.

"boom!"

When the flames came into contact with the indoor air, they instantly exploded.

This viscous, solidified gasoline is extremely poisonous.

Once you're hooked, it's like a bone-deep infection; you can't shake it off.

It adhered to the walls, sandbags, wooden furniture, and even splashed directly onto the Japanese soldiers hiding behind bunkers, where it burst into flames.

"Ah—! Help!"

"Fire! I'm on fire!"

"Water! Quickly, bring me water!"

The once sturdy villa was instantly transformed into a living hell.

The Japanese soldiers dropped their guns in terror, rolled wildly on the ground, and beat out the flames on their bodies.

But the more they slapped the napalm, the bigger the fire became, burning through their uniforms and into their flesh.

Someone tried to splash water from a nearby bucket.

As a result, the solidified gasoline was lighter than water, so it floated directly on the water's surface and continued to burn. As it flowed with the water, it spread the fire even further.

Even more terrifying is that this intense burning drained all the oxygen from the enclosed building in just a dozen seconds.

It also releases large amounts of toxic carbon monoxide.

Those Japanese soldiers who hid in blind spots and weren't directly burned by the flames.

He was also choking himself in agony from suffocation, his mouth wide open as he gasped for breath.

Their eyes bulged out, their faces turned purple and blue, and they finally collapsed to the ground in despair, convulsing.

The fortified stronghold that the Japanese marines were so proud of was instantly transformed into a giant oven.

"ah--!"

Several Japanese soldiers, their bodies ablaze with flames, could no longer endure this torment worse than death.

They screamed as they smashed through the remaining window frames on the second and third floors.

Like burning torches, they jumped straight down from the building.

With a "thud," it crashed heavily onto the hard bluestone street.

Its body twisted into an eerie angle, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

All that remained was the pungent smell of roasted meat and burnt meat, which lingered in the air.

Major Watanabe was hiding in the command post on the third floor.

"It's over, it's all over."

He stared blankly at the flames shooting into the sky outside the window, listening to the inhuman screams of his soldiers throughout the building.

It seems that Lin Feng's troops never play by the rules they expect.

The armored assault group used the most brutal weapons to directly burn through Major Watanabe's psychological defenses.

"We can't beat them, we really can't beat them."

Major Watanabe was utterly desperate, his whole body trembling violently. Then he pulled out a pistol from its holster, put the barrel in his mouth, and with a heavy heart, pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

----

Night fell.

The sounds of gunfire in Qingcheng Port gradually subsided, but the occasional explosions in the city still illuminated the night sky with a fiery red glow.

It was only the first day of the war.

The Japanese had hoped to delay the Great Xia army's outer defenses for at least three days, or even a week, but these were all breached by the armored assault group sent by Lin Feng.

The remaining Japanese marines and some routed army soldiers were tightly compressed into a small area around the city and port near the governor's mansion.

That night, the Japanese commander, Kuwahara Aone, hatched a plan.

Beneath Qingcheng Port lies a vast world.

That was an underground drainage system built at great expense during the Han Chinese occupation.

The main road is paved with thick blue bricks and is wide enough for a small car to drive through.

The Japanese attempted to use this extensive network of sewers to send out an elite assault team to infiltrate from underground.

They moved directly to the rear of the 33rd Army Corps' main force to catch the enemy off guard.

However, Lin Feng, a transmigrator who had grown tired of hearing the "oil paper wrapped in sewers" joke on the internet before his transmigration, was already prepared.