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

Meanwhile, in Berlin.

The atmosphere inside the magnificent Imperial Prime Minister's Palace was nothing short of frenzied.

The Russian military has classified the first batch of penicillin it purchased as a top-secret reserve.

Apart from a very small portion reserved for imperial officials, Junker nobles, and capitalists to treat illnesses and save their lives.

The remaining medicine was sealed in a secret vault in preparation for future large-scale wars.

In the spacious office, the man with a small mustache stood in front of a huge world map.

His gaze passed over Europe and was fixed on the distant East.

"Well done! Excellent work!"

The head of state turned around and loudly praised the several senior generals in front of him.

"Consul Gustav and Major Steheim of Qingcheng Port made immortal contributions to the Third Reich."

They found us a miraculous medicine that could save the Aryan warriors.

Award them the Iron Cross immediately!

The generals immediately stood at attention, raised their arms, and shouted slogans in unison.

He then walked to his desk, picked up a report on penicillin, and his eyes gleamed with fanaticism and obsession.

He has always had an almost pathological obsession with the occult.

He believed that the ancestors of the Aryans came from the legendary Atlantis and that the axis of the blue planet contained infinite power.

"Look, this amazing powder can instantly kill demonic bacteria."

He waved his arms and spoke in a loud voice.

"It is not a product that modern technology can directly manufacture."

That warlord of the Great Xia Dynasty named Lin Feng must possess some ancient secret.

I'm absolutely certain this medicine was brought from the legendary Shangri-La!

The generals paused for a moment, then exchanged glances.

The meaning is clear—'Well, here he comes again.'

They knew that for the next ten minutes or so, they would have to listen to the other person's long-winded speech and impromptu remarks again.

He paced back and forth in his office, becoming more and more excited as he spoke.

"Shangri-La, that mysterious holy land hidden deep in the roof of the world."

It holds ancient technologies that could change the world order.

Lin Feng must have received a revelation from the gods of Shangri-La.

Immediately send a telegram to Gustav, instructing him to deepen his alliance with Lin Feng at all costs.

We must use him to find the road to Shangri-La.

The senior generals present looked at each other in bewilderment, but no one dared to refute his wild idea.

They had no choice but to carry out this absurd order.

-----

Lin Feng's small bottle of penicillin completely stirred up international affairs.

In order to monopolize the drug supply, the White Eagles are preparing to make large-scale purchases with their checkbooks.

In preparation for war, Hans regarded Lin Feng as an indispensable secret ally.

Lin Feng exploited the contradictions between the great powers and their fear of future war.

Finally, they successfully sat down at the international game table.

Although in the eyes of those old-line imperialists, he is still just an insignificant warlord.

But at least, he now has the opportunity to take control of his own destiny on the international stage.

No longer are they fish to be slaughtered, but chess players who can try to influence the situation.

Qingcheng Port, the headquarters of the 33rd Army Corps.

Lin Feng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his third-floor office, his gaze passing over the headquarters wall and looking towards the distant suburbs.

There, vast swathes of wasteland have been leveled.

Countless construction workers are working diligently on the project.

Towering chimneys rose from the ground, and the huge factory buildings began to take shape.

Trucks carrying bricks and cement lined up in long queues, and the roar of machinery never stopped day and night.

That place will become a major industrial base in the future.

Steel mills, chemical plants, arsenals, power plants.

Everything is progressing steadily according to Lin Feng's blueprint.

The office door was pushed open, and Zhao Yushu walked in carrying a thick stack of telegrams, his face beaming with excitement.

"Cousin, good news!"

Zhao Yushu walked quickly to the desk and handed the telegram to Lin Feng.

"Manager Smith from Pan Asia Company replied."

Their recruitment efforts within the White Eagle were going very smoothly.

The first batch of thirty top experts recruited from the United States have already boarded a ship at the port of San Francisco.

Lin Feng took the telegram and quickly glanced at the list on it.

"There are ten experienced surgeons and five chemical experts inside."

There are also fifteen engineers in the fields of mechanical and aerospace engineering.

"Speak slowly, speak slowly, don't rush..." Lin Feng hurriedly reminded Zhao Yushu as he spoke faster and faster.

Smith said these people lost their high-paying jobs because of the Great Depression.

As soon as they heard we were offering high salaries, they all rushed to come.

"very good."

Lin Feng slammed the telegram on the table, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

"These experts should be treated well when they arrive; inform the logistics department."

He turned around and gave new orders.

"A prime area was designated next to the former site of the Shandong Provincial National University."

Build high-end apartments for specialists, equipped with the best security and living facilities.

Once these foreign experts arrive, get them to work immediately.

After a pause, Lin Feng continued:

"But we must not let our guard down against those who are not of our kind."

Remember to send someone to screen them later, to make sure no saboteurs or corporate spies infiltrate...

Zhao Yushu quickly nodded in agreement.

After Zhao Yushu left, Lin Feng walked to the window and looked once again at the bustling construction site.

With a steady stream of gold and foreign exchange, and top talents offered up by the great powers, they were able to attract talent.

He can finally act freely.

On this war-torn land, he was determined to build an industrial miracle for the Great Xia Dynasty.

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So, what were the top brass of the National Revolutionary Army doing while Lin Feng was busy developing his base?

The atmosphere in the operations conference room of the Jiangcheng Supreme Command was as enthusiastic as a victory celebration banquet.

On the long conference table, there were more than a dozen recent national newspapers.

Ta Kung Pao, Shen Bao, Central Daily News...

The front page headline of every newspaper is printed in bold, large black font, making it extremely eye-catching.

"The great victory in Jiaodong saw the 33rd Army Corps annihilate the Japanese 5th Division."

"After recovering the lost territory, General Lin Feng led his troops north and reclaimed the entire Jiaodong Peninsula."

"Victory in the War of Resistance is inevitable! Our army has achieved its greatest glory since the start of the war!"

The elderly man sitting at the head of the table held a newspaper in his hand and had a long-lost smile on his face.

He hadn't been this happy in a long time since the defeat in the Battle of Shanghai and the fall of the capital.

Although the victorious force was not his Central Army, Lin Feng's armed forces were still nominally under the control of the Nationalist government, weren't they?

Furthermore, the two Japanese generals captured by Lin Feng were finally delivered to Jiangcheng, and a ceremony to present them to the enemy made him the center of attention in front of the people and international friends.

These events, one after another, greatly alleviated the enormous political pressure he faced both domestically and internationally.

The senior generals of the Central Army in the conference room were also gathered around the map, pointing out the situation.

Minister He of the Ministry of Military Affairs stroked his chin, his tone somewhat relaxed.

"It seems that the Japanese army's initial strong momentum in taking over Beijing and Tianjin and seizing Shanghai has come to a complete end."

The complete annihilation of the elite 5th Division of the North China Area Army was a devastating blow to the morale of the enemy.

Lin Feng's air force even sank several Japanese warships in naval battles.

This shows that the Japanese army's fighting power was not as invincible as we imagined.

Commander Tang, who had come to the meeting, also puffed out his chest, his face full of disdain.

"The Fifth Division had already been almost completely wiped out by our army in previous battles."

Lin Feng's 33rd Army Corps was nothing more than a local security regiment with a bunch of ragtag troops. They got incredibly lucky and somehow managed to acquire a bunch of advanced weapons, which is how they managed to steal my thunder.

Another general then spoke up:

"Yes, now the entire Jiaodong region has been liberated by Lin Feng, and the Japanese are powerless to do anything about it!"

This shows that the Japanese army was already at its last gasp, and Cheng Yaojin had used up all his three signature moves.