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

"Damn it, these ragtag troops are all traitors and deserters!"

Upon learning that another security team from Hunan Province had fled without hesitation, Old Tang became furious and began to curse without any decorum.

As for how he withheld military pay and supplies, forcing people to flee, he never even considered it.

In his view, the Central Army was the boss.

It's only right that I take some of your things, isn't it?

"Have you found out? Where did they go? Did they defect to the Japanese and become traitors?"

"Reporting to the commander, the matter has been clarified."

A staff officer answered tremblingly.

"They...they all ran north to seek refuge with Lin Feng."

The Independent 45th Brigade, previously led by Liu Yongnian, has now been reorganized by Lin Feng into the Independent 7th Brigade.

"Lin Feng, it's Lin Feng again!"

Old Tang slammed his hand on the table in anger.

"Send a telegram to Lin Feng immediately; I want to give him a good greeting!"

He's undermining our unity during the War of Resistance!

He was ordered to immediately return all his troops and bring back Liu Yongnian and the other traitorous generals, bound and brought to me!

The telegram was sent in less than two hours.

Lin Feng's reply arrived.

Moreover, Lin Feng did not use an encrypted telegram at all, but sent a plaintext telegram directly.

Everyone in the entire Great Xia with a radio station can receive this telegram.

The communications officer, holding the translated telegram, swallowed hard and read it aloud.

"Commander Tang can't even afford to feed us, yet he won't let the brothers find their own way to survive?"

I, Lin, took them in because I was preserving the seeds of resistance for the nation.

Want people?

"Bring your troops to Qingcheng Port and take it!"

"Snapped!"

Upon hearing this, Old Tang was so angry that he grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it on the ground, shattering it into pieces.

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

Old Tang drew his pistol from his waist and roared in the command post.

But after shouting for a long time, he didn't dare to give the order to advance on Qingcheng Port.

Facing Lin Feng's well-equipped army of over 100,000 men, as well as bombers flying overhead.

Old Tang wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

If they really go to Qingcheng Port to demand people, he might lose several divisions of the Central Army on the way.

"I'm sending a telegram to Jiangcheng to lodge a complaint!"

Old Tang, in a fit of impotence and rage, had no choice but to seek help from his parents.

-----

Deep inside an air-raid shelter in Jiangcheng.

At this moment, outside the air-raid shelter, the piercing sound of air raid sirens rang out through the sky.

Japanese bombers were ravaging the skies over Jiangcheng, dropping bombs in droves.

Due to severe corruption within the White Party, funds for purchasing air defense weapons were cut at every level.

In the vast city of Jiangcheng, only a handful of old anti-aircraft guns were putting up a weak and ineffective counterattack.

At this moment, an old man was sitting on a sofa specially placed inside the air-raid shelter, holding the complaint telegram sent by Lao Tang in his hand, his face extremely gloomy.

What he feared most was that local warlords would become too powerful.

Lin Feng not only occupied the prosperous Jiaodong region, but also possessed advanced weaponry.

Now they're actually starting to win people's hearts and minds and are recruiting a large number of ragtag troops.

This already shows signs of "the world's hearts turning to him".

This crossed his absolute bottom line.

"Yu Nong".

The old man called out.

Boss Dai immediately stepped out of the shadows, bowing his head respectfully.

"Chairman."

"We can't let Lin Feng continue like this."

The old man tapped his cane.

"If we openly order him to hand over the person, he definitely won't listen."

You should arrange for people to infiltrate Lin Feng's newly formed troops.

Send more capable spies to infiltrate.

He must find opportunities to sabotage and incite mutiny; he absolutely cannot allow these troops to truly serve his purposes.

"Understood, I will do it immediately."

Boss Dai accepted the order and withdrew.

The old man stood up and walked to the huge battle map hanging on the wall.

Their gaze fell upon Pengcheng, a place of constant warfare.

"Dodo—"

Inside the silent air-raid shelter, only the sound of the old man's cane tapping the ground could be heard.

Meanwhile, on the Central Plains battlefield, the situation in Pengcheng had reached a critical juncture.

The Japanese headquarters was desperate and launched a two-pronged attack from the north and south in order to wipe out the main force of the National Revolutionary Army.

On the northern front, the main forces of the Japanese 10th Division bypassed the Jiaodong and Luzhong defense zones heavily defended by Lin Feng and rushed south along the Jinpu Railway.

On the southern front, the Japanese amassed a large force and broke through the Huai River defense line in one fell swoop, launching a fierce attack northward.

Old Tang's Central Army and the Yunnan Army that came to reinforce them engaged in extremely fierce and bloody battles with the Japanese in places such as Yuwang Mountain.

The number of casualties is increasing exponentially every day.

The Japanese pincer movement is about to close.

Pengcheng, a plain city with no natural defenses, was about to become a giant dumpling that could hold 600,000 Nationalist troops.

But the one who is stationed in Jiangcheng is someone who absolutely does not easily admit defeat.

After all, he had just boasted internationally about the "Great Victory in Jiaodong" and claimed that the National Revolutionary Army was about to launch a full-scale counter-offensive.

If he were to order the abandonment of Pengcheng now, where would he put his face?

How will the international community view him?

The old man stared at the map, and an utterly absurd fantasy popped into his head.

He felt that with 600,000 troops concentrated in the Central Plains, they could fight a decisive strategic battle against the Japanese.

In short, the troop strength in the battle is 600,000 to 200,000, and the advantage lies with us!

So, he once again demonstrated his mastery of micro-management.

He bypassed the Fifth War Zone Command and issued a death order to Old Tang and others at the front.

"Hold your ground to the death, and do not retreat a single step. Anyone who disobeys will be punished according to military law."

Immediately afterwards, he sent a strongly worded telegram to Lin Feng in Qingcheng Port.

"Pengcheng is in grave danger. Order the 33rd Army Corps to immediately march south."

"Launching a desperate attack from behind the Japanese lines to relieve the siege of Pengcheng."

-----

As May progressed, the situation on the Central Plains battlefield took a sharp turn for the worse.

Pengcheng, the headquarters of the Fifth War Zone.

Outside, the staff were in complete disarray.

More than a dozen military telephones rang almost simultaneously, their shrill rings echoing one after another.

"Sir, the position at Yuwang Mountain is in dire need of reinforcements. The Yunnan army has suffered more than half its casualties."

"Report: The Japanese have breached the Huai River defense line on the southern front, and their mechanized forces are advancing rapidly northward."

"Urgent report: A breach has appeared in the defense line of the 20th Army Corps of the Central Army. Commander Tang requests the war zone to immediately allocate reserve troops."

Staff officers ran back and forth in the narrow corridors, loudly reporting on the dire battle situation in all directions.

The entire command was under extreme pressure and in chaos.

Commander Li stood alone in front of the huge military sand table in the center of the room.

He ignored the noise around him, simply touching his chin and quietly observing the enemy and friendly forces on the sand table.

On the sand table, small red flags representing the Japanese troops are pressing towards Pengcheng in the center from the north and south in an extremely fierce pincer attack.

Meanwhile, the small blue flags representing the National Revolutionary Army were densely packed in the narrow plains and hilly areas surrounding Pengcheng.

Commander Li's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

He knew very well that, under the combined attack from the north and south, Pengcheng, a place surrounded by enemies, was simply impossible to defend.

In order to seize the credit for the so-called "great counter-offensive," that old man in Jiangcheng forcibly crammed hundreds of thousands of troops into this small area.

Too many troops were transferred, completely exceeding the logistical capacity of the Pengcheng area.

The Fifth War Zone is currently in complete disarray, with its command system and logistical support in utter chaos.

The generals of the Central Army, relying on Jiang Cheng's support, completely disregarded his orders as the commander of the war zone, fighting their own battles and bickering with each other.

If the fighting continues like this, this army of 600,000, the absolute main force of the Great Xia's resistance against Japan, will be surrounded and wiped out by the Japanese.

(This book has been taken down for review again, so I'll only be updating once today.)