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

The carpet bombing had just ended, and the smoke had not yet dissipated.

Another shriek echoed from the sky.

"Ugh—!!!"

Several Stuka dive bombers, carrying the iconic "Jericho Horn," swooped down from high altitude at a steep angle.

Their goal is extremely clear.

They specifically targeted the sturdy machine gun bunkers that had survived the HE-111 bombing raids and were exposed, as well as the few anti-aircraft gun positions behind them that were attempting to fire.

"Whoosh—Boom!"

A 250-kilogram semi-armor-piercing bomb accurately struck the roof of a reinforced concrete bunker.

The sturdy roof was instantly breached, and the bomb exploded inside the bunker.

The entire bunker exploded like a matchbox bursting open from the inside out. The Japanese machine gunners inside didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into minced meat.

The combined air and ground firepower left the Japanese troops on the opposite bank disoriented and suffering heavy casualties.

1:59 PM.

Xu Fei drew his sidearm, pulled the bolt, and stared intently at the railway bridge ahead.

"Boom—!"

The Maybach engines of the two Tiger tanks roared deafeningly at the same time.

Two thick plumes of black smoke billowed from the exhaust pipe.

It was exactly 2 PM.

"The entire battalion has them."

Xu Fei raised his pistol and pointed it directly at the opposite bank:

"Get on board the chariot, attack!"

"Boom—!"

"Snap—!"

The wide, thick metal tracks mercilessly crushed the barbed wire and barricades used to block infantry at the bridgehead.

The massive train moved forward relentlessly, driving directly onto the narrow railway bridge.

The 2nd Company Commander, carrying a submachine gun, led his infantrymen closely behind the massive tank.

The bridge deck was paved with sleepers and steel rails, which made it a bit uncomfortable for the soldiers to walk on.

But at this moment, not a single officer or soldier felt uncomfortable.

The two mobile steel fortresses ahead gave them an unprecedented sense of security.

"Fire! Fire now! Hold them off!"

On the other side of the bridge, the remaining Japanese soldiers crawled out of their bombed-out bunkers, shouting wildly.

A Japanese company commander, his face covered in blood, looked through binoculars at the two incredibly large tanks on the bridge, his pupils instantly shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

"A super heavy tank, the legendary kind of super heavy tank!"

The company commander's voice was filled with undisguised fear, and even his hand holding the command sword was trembling.

During this period, as Lin Feng's armored units continued to participate in battles.

Within the Japanese army, besides terrifying legends such as "Black Tengu Lin Feng beheaded Major General Kunisaki Noboru in the dead of night," there were also other such legends.

Another new nightmare has begun.

Legend has it that the Great Xia army possessed a super-heavy war chariot, as large as a hill.

Its frontal armor is impervious to blades and bullets, and even direct fire from field artillery cannot penetrate it.

The main gun was incredibly powerful; a single shot could uproot a sturdy machine gun bunker or destroy an Imperial Army tank.

They are invincible in attacking strongholds; they are practically monsters on land.

Initially, many Japanese officers scoffed at the rumors, believing them to be excuses made up by soldiers retreating from the front lines to cover up their incompetence.

But now, when these two real steel behemoths appear before us.

The Japanese soldiers guarding the bridge went completely mad.

"Da da da—!"

"Clang clang clang!"

The Japanese Type 92 heavy machine guns and Type 96 light machine guns were desperately spitting fire.

A hail of bullets rained down on the Tiger tank's frontal armor.

However, it only resulted in a series of dazzling sparks and a series of ear-piercing metallic clanging sounds.

The Tiger tank did not slow down at all and continued to advance steadily.

"Infantry guns, bring the infantry guns up!"

The Japanese company commander roared hoarsely:

"Remember to prepare explosives."

"Yoshida-kun, please prepare to die for His Majesty the Emperor!"

Several Japanese artillerymen risked their lives to push out a Type 92 infantry gun from behind a hidden pile of ruins.

The gun barrel was quickly leveled and aimed at Tiger tank number 231, which was leading the way.

"put!"

"boom!"

A 70mm high-explosive shell whistled out and accurately hit the front of the turret of tank No. 231.

A violent explosion sent a fireball flying off the turret, and black smoke instantly enveloped the vehicle.

"Got it! Got it!"

The Japanese artillerymen cheered excitedly.

However, the cheers had not yet subsided.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the smoke dissipated.

Tiger tank number 231 emerged from the black smoke unscathed.

On the 100-millimeter-thick vertical armor, only a charred mark remained.

"What?!"

The smiles on the faces of the Japanese artillerymen froze instantly, as if they had seen a ghost.

next second.

The turret of tank No. 231 hummed slowly as it was driven by an electric motor.

That thick, long 88mm main gun was aimed directly at the Japanese artillery positions.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar.

The 88mm high-explosive shell was fired instantly, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, and crashed directly into the Japanese artillery position.

A huge, orange-red fireball rose into the air.

The Type 92 infantry gun, along with several Japanese gunners around it, was blown to pieces and scattered everywhere.

Limbs and torsos mixed with twisted steel were scattered like rain across the surrounding battlefield.

"That was fucking awesome!"

Xu Fei, who was observing the battlefield through binoculars at the end, was so excited that he couldn't help but shout out.

This is what war should be like!

Back in the Songhu campaign, we encountered such fortified firing positions held by the Japanese.

They could only organize suicide squads, armed with cluster grenades, and risk their lives.

When one company is wiped out, another company is sent in.

What now?

As long as the Tiger tank drives by, just turn the turret and fire a single shot!

"Brothers, watch your flanks!"

Noticing unusual movements from the Japanese infantry, Xu Fei quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and loudly warned them:

"Don't let the Japanese devils get close to our tanks!"

Several smoke bombs were thrown out by the Japanese soldiers.

White smoke instantly enveloped the bridge surface. Several Japanese soldiers, carrying explosive packs, took the opportunity to rush out of their bunkers, yelling and screaming, attempting to approach the tanks for a suicide attack.

"Da da da—!"

Before they could even run a few steps...

The Xia infantrymen following behind the tanks opened fire simultaneously with their submachine guns and rifles.

A dense hail of bullets continued to rain down into the smoke. Although the Japanese soldiers were cunning, using the various debris and sandbags on the bridge as cover to keep moving, they were all eventually killed.

Next, faced with the Tiger tank's invincible defense and terrifying firepower, the Japanese defenses were torn apart layer by layer, like paper.

The combined advance of infantry and tanks was swift and devastating.

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at the same time.

More than ten kilometers away from the front line, inside the headquarters of the newly formed Eighth Army.

Army Commander Zhang Wenzhong was standing in front of the sand table, reporting the battle situation at the front to Lin Feng.

"Your Excellency, the 107th Division has launched a general offensive."

With the two heavy tanks you personally dispatched leading the way, progress has been very smooth.

The Japanese strongpoints were eliminated one by one, and the bridge was basically under control.

Zhang Wenzhong's tone was filled with barely concealed excitement.

Lin Feng held an enamel teacup, gently blew on the tea leaves floating on top, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Those two Tiger tanks certainly didn't come from the rear; otherwise, they would have broken down long ago.

Instead, to ensure everything went perfectly, he personally went to a secluded grove near the front lines and "transported" it using the system space.

Listening to the distant rumble of cannons.

In Lin Feng's mind, he even automatically recalled the classic system notification sound from when he played Battlefield 1 in his previous life:

Our war behemoths have been deployed!

[The war behemoth continues to fire, providing a significant morale boost to our infantry units!]

"Report!"

A communications staff officer, carrying a telegram, strode into the command post:

"Good news from the front lines."

A part of the 107th Division has successfully wiped out the remaining enemy forces on the other side of the strait.

The Weihe Railway Bridge has been completely removed without damage.

Currently, follow-up troops of the 1st Honorary Brigade are rapidly crossing the bridge, preparing to advance towards Weifang City.

"good!"

Zhang Wenzhong slapped his thigh and said excitedly:

"Now the door to Weifang is completely open."

Lin Feng put down his teacup and walked to the huge battle map hanging on the wall.

His gaze fell on the Weihe Railway Bridge on the map, which had just been taken over, and he smiled disdainfully.

In the original timeline, during Operation Market Garden in the later stages of World War II, Allied paratroopers and armored troops paid an extremely heavy price to capture several bridges in the Netherlands.

They suffered heavy casualties against the Hans defenders but could not capture the bridge, leading to the failure of Operation Market Garden. Even after the war, the bridge across the Rhine in Arnhem had to be called "The Distant Bridge".

But here, faced with firepower that is almost like a dimensional reduction attack, all natural defenses become a joke.