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

on the street.

Tanaka was still staring intently ahead.

"Captain, there seems to be an explosion coming from the house next door," a sergeant shouted, pointing to the Western-style house on the right.

"Damn it, that's just the Chinese shells missing their mark. Ignore it and keep your eyes on the front!" Tanaka cursed irritably.

The voice just fell.

"Boom!"

The outer wall of a bakery less than five meters away from Tanaka suddenly exploded outwards.

Large chunks of broken brick and the shockwave knocked several Japanese suicide squad members who were crouching at the base of the wall to the ground.

Amidst the billowing dust.

A dozen or so Xia soldiers, armed with MP40 submachine guns and STG44 assault rifles, rushed out of the hole in the wall.

They appeared at a position just to the side and behind the Japanese barricades.

"beat!"

The platoon leader roared and pulled the trigger.

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss—!"

A dense hail of bullets poured out in an instant.

Tanaka and his men were completely stunned.

All their heavy weapons and attention were focused on the front of the street, leaving their backs completely exposed to the group of killers who had crawled out of the wall.

Those suicide squad members carrying explosives were riddled with bullets and turned into mangled flesh before they even had a chance to pull the pin.

A stray bullet hit a charge of explosives.

"boom--!"

A violent secondary explosion occurred inside the barricades.

Captain Tanaka didn't even have time to scream before he was blown in two.

Its upper body flew more than ten meters away and crashed heavily onto a utility pole, startling several crows in the distance into cawing.

That Type 92 heavy machine gun was blown to pieces.

Just a few minutes.

This barricade, which the Japanese thought was impregnable, was completely removed.

The Japanese soldiers never understood how the enemy managed to get behind them and fire.

The same scene played out repeatedly in the neighborhoods surrounding the Governor's Palace.

The infantry of Daxia used the "rat hole tactic" to cut the Japanese defense line to pieces.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon.

In Lin Feng's forward command post, the radio kept beeping.

"Report."

Zhao Yushu rushed into the tent, his face beaming with excitement, waving a telegram in his hand:

"The vanguard regiment of the 112th Division has sent a report of victory."

They stormed into the governor's mansion and killed the last few dozen Japanese soldiers who resisted.

Our military flag is already planted on the roof of the Governor's Mansion.

Infantry are clearing out the remaining enemy forces in the remaining urban areas; the city of Qingcheng Port has been basically captured.

Lin Feng slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

"good!"

He walked to the map, his eyes fixed on the coastal area on the edge of the city.

"We've taken over the city center; now, it's all about the port."

-----

As dusk fell, the setting sun shone like blood.

Qingcheng Port, a large deep-water port.

The sea breeze howled, whipping up white waves that crashed against the sturdy breakwater.

Chaos reigned at the dock.

In the distance, the booming of cannons signaled Lin Feng's ground troops advancing towards the port.

After learning of the fall of the Governor-General's Office, Kuwahara Aone, the commander of the Japanese naval base, was in utter despair.

He issued his final order: blow up the port, burn the supplies, and fight to the death.

As for himself, he had already boarded a fast boat and fled to Weihaiwei with his headquarters.

At this moment, hundreds of Japanese sailors and engineers were working frantically on the dock.

They poured barrels of gasoline onto mountains of cotton yarn, flour, and machinery.

These were all strategic materials they had scavenged from various parts of Shandong Province, which they intended to transport back to their homeland.

Several sappers were carrying bundles of yellow explosives and attaching them to the bases of several huge Krupp mechanical cranes.

"Hurry, move faster!"

A Japanese major brandished his pistol and shouted urging:

"Connect the fuse."

Burn this place to the ground!

Bomb this place flat!

We must not leave the Chinese a single grain of food or a single piece of machinery.

At this critical moment.

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

Suddenly, the roar of an engine came from the sea.

The sound approached rapidly, growing louder as it grew louder.

The Japanese major suddenly turned his head and looked at the dark sea.

On the horizon, a dozen white water jets were rushing toward the dock at an extremely fast speed.

Those were the PT torpedo boats and LCS landing fire support boats that Lin Feng had previously stored in the system space, and then made a special trip to the seaside before the battle to materialize them.

Now that he has money, Lin Feng has not only acquired a few small boats but also a large number of landing craft. He then deployed two companies of troops on the beach and boarded the LCVP Higgins landing craft to prepare for an amphibious landing operation.

The PT torpedo boat, with a displacement of only fifty or sixty tons, is equipped with three Packard V12 aircraft engines.

It sped directly to a terrifying speed of over forty knots on the sea surface, practically riding the waves as it rushed towards the port area.

"Enemy attack! Enemy at sea!"

The Japanese major shouted and raised his pistol, firing wildly at the sea.

The Japanese sailors on the dock frantically grabbed their Type 38 rifles, attempting to use the cargo as cover to retaliate.

But what they faced was pure and extreme firepower.

The anti-aircraft guns are laid flat, their power is boundless.

"Open fire! Give them a good beating!"

On the lead LCS fire support boat, the captain gripped the railing tightly and roared loudly.

"Thump thump thump—!"

"Bang bang bang bang—!"

The weapons on more than a dozen speedboats and armed boats opened fire simultaneously.

The twin-mounted 20mm Oerlikon cannons and the twin-mounted 40mm Bofors cannons instantly spewed out long tongues of fire.

In the dim night, a dense barrage of tracer bullets lashed the dock like dozens of fiery dragons.

The 20mm high-explosive shells struck the Japanese infantry, exploding into clouds of blood mist.

A Japanese engineer who was about to light the fuse was hit directly in the waist by a 40mm machine gun shell.

The person was instantly severed in two, with the upper body flying several meters away and internal organs spilling all over the ground.

"ah--!"

Screams filled the air on the dock.

Those Japanese soldiers hiding behind wooden crates and sacks were instantly torn apart by machine gun fire, along with their cover.

Wood chips, cotton wadding, and severed limbs flew through the air.

The speedboat maneuvered at high speed on the sea less than fifty meters from the dock, and the machine guns washed every corner of the shore like water being splashed.

Within minutes of being bombarded, more than half of the hundreds of Japanese soldiers on the dock were wiped out.

The remaining Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they lay prone on the ground, not daring to even lift their heads.

"Assault boats, land!"

Upon seeing this, the ship's commander took out a signal flare and fired a red flare.

Dozens of landing craft and rubber assault boats following behind the speedboats immediately accelerated and, under the cover of machine gun fire, quickly rushed onto the shallows.

More than two hundred fully armed system infantrymen, carrying their weapons, leaped onto the dock like tigers descending from the mountain.

"Da da da da—"

The sound of submachine gun fire echoed through the warehouse.

The infantrymen quickly dispersed, taking turns providing cover, and killed the remaining Japanese soldiers one by one.

Just as the Japanese major was about to raise his gun to retaliate, he was simultaneously riddled with bullets by three MP40s and fell straight down in a pool of blood.

The battle ended cleanly and decisively.

The company commander in charge stepped over the shell casings and blood scattered on the ground and walked to the base of the several huge cranes.

Looking at the explosives that hadn't yet been detonated, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Send a telegram to the commander immediately."

The company commander turned to the communications soldier and said:

"Dagang Wharf has been acquired."

The crane and deep-water berth are intact.

All the supplies in the warehouse were saved.

At this point, the company commander looked at the empty sea and clicked his tongue in regret:

"It's just a little bit of a flaw."

The Japanese transport ships and warships left port ahead of schedule and disappeared.

Otherwise, we'd have to send them all to the bottom of the sea to feed the turtles with torpedoes and machine guns.