199: Preparing the car

Li Zhenshan issued the order, and all the tank engines roared, crushing through the mud.

They charged toward the japanese 9th Division's positions like arrows released from a bow.

The japanese sentries were drowsy in the heavy rain, only realizing an enemy attack was underway when the ground began to vibrate.

But by then, it was already too late; that terrifying torrent of steel was already upon them.

"Enemy attack! Tanks! Chinese tanks!"

The shrill alarms were instantly drowned out by the tanks' cannon fire and machine gun chatter.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

105mm High Explosive Shells precisely destroyed the japanese's machine gun nests and mortar positions.

Coaxial machine guns fired frantically, mowing down japanese soldiers who were rushing out of their tents in panic!

The tanks didn't slow down, tearing the japanese front-line positions to shreds in an instant, like a hot knife through butter.

"Infantry! Keep up!"

Bai Jinbiao roared, and the ferocious Security Team Members charged into the breach.

type 85 submachine guns and general-purpose machine guns formed a dense web of fire, frantically harvesting the lives of the japanese soldiers attempting to resist.

The Sniper Company was like soul-reapers sent from the underworld, methodically clearing out strong points of fire.

Rocket Launchers were used to pick off and eliminate those sturdy fortifications.

The rainstorm perfectly masked the suddenness of the attack and greatly interfered with the japanese's command and coordination.

The 9th Division, already suffering heavy losses from the morning, had low morale and was completely stunned by this sudden, violent blow.

Soon, under the devastating strike of the Security Team, they collapsed entirely.

The battle was a completely one-sided crushing!

Tank assaults and infantry mopping up, with tacit cooperation and efficient killing.

The japanese couldn't organize any effective resistance; their positions were captured section by section, and their soldiers were annihilated in groups.

In just over two short hours, the main force of the once-arrogant japanese 9th Division was completely crippled.

Aside from a few hundred remnants who desperately fled toward Baoshan by relying on a few tanks that happened to survive...

Most of the rest were annihilated in the muddy, rainy night of Luodian.

The heavy rain gradually stopped, and the battlefield was filled with smoke and the smell of blood.

On the road, he closed his eyes and opened the mission system.

[Side mission completed. Rewards: 10,000 points, one Random Space Rune.]

[Mission completion: 260%, Evaluation: SS. Rewards: 20,000 points, one Random Gem Card, one Random Equipment Card.]

As the blind boxes were opened, the [30m³ Space Rune] was quite good, and the [Winter Soldier-style Mechanical Arm] was even better.

But compared to what the Gem Card produced, these were no longer as appealing.

Take a look at the [Triple Space Expansion Gem].

Just as he was feeling excited, the faint sound of a warship's whistle echoed from afar. He quickly ordered, "Emergency evacuation!"

Despite the great victory, when the emergency evacuation order was issued, the Sichuan Army brothers grumbled a bit.

To them, not cleaning up the battlefield and abandoning so many supplies seemed like a huge waste.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear? With Boss Lu around, why care about those scraps? You sons of b*tches, get moving!"

Although Luo Jialie and several officers were also a bit reluctant, they still shouted as they moved through the ranks.

Ten minutes later, the officers and soldiers of the Sichuan Army 122nd Division, wearing Camouflage combat uniforms, withdrew from the battlefield and set off back to camp.

On the positions behind them, the retaliation from the japanese's naval guns arrived as expected.

But no matter how strong they were, it was like a breeze over the mountain ridge; they were bombarding nothing but loneliness.

Although everyone on the way back was exhausted, their eyes sparkled with excitement and the joy of revenge.

Everyone was discussing high-spiritedly:

"So satisfying~~ This is what real fighting is like, so satisfying~~"

"You sons of b*tches, what kind of battles was I fighting before! This is real fighting~~"

"Exactly, damn it, my life is worth it now!"

"Rise up! This battle was fought so comfortably!"

"Exactly, these weapons are incredibly fierce, and these clothes must have been enchanted by the Supreme Elder himself—they're invulnerable! It's so great!"

Feng Tiankui looked back at the battlefield and said nothing, but everything was understood.

This risk of disobeying military orders and giving up military merit was worth it!

Shanghai area War Zone Frontline Headquarters.

The atmosphere was as oppressive as the sky before a storm.

General Zhang Zhizhong's face was ashen, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the ceasefire order from Jinling.

He slammed the telegram onto the map-covered table, letting out a low growl of suppressed, extreme anger: "A reckless command!

The frontline soldiers risked their lives and fought bloodily to gain a sliver of victory, and now they want us to stop of our own accord?

This is no different from letting the tiger back to the mountain and destroying our own Great Wall!"

Just then, the curtain of the headquarters tent was suddenly pulled open.

A group of frontline officers, smelling of gunpowder and with uniforms covered in mud and blood, burst in.

Every one of them had faces full of indignation and resentment.

"Commander, why the ceasefire? Half of my regiment's brothers fell at Baoshan, and we were just about to break through the japanese lines!"

"Commander, the 3rd Division has been pinned down by us. Give us another half day—no, two hours! We'll definitely take them down!"

"Who exactly gave this order? How are we supposed to explain this to our dead brothers?"

Emotions ran high, and the questioning voices almost blew the roof off the command post.

These officers, who had just withdrawn from the front lines, couldn't understand and certainly couldn't accept this sudden order.

Zhang Zhizhong was surrounded, overwhelmed with frustration.

Unable to disobey the superior order and unable to appease his subordinates' anger, his heart was filled with helplessness and grief.

Everything started with this absurd ceasefire order.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, a Communications Staff Officer practically scrambled and crawled inside.

His face was filled with unbelievable ecstasy, and his voice was trembling: "Re... Report, Commander!

Urgent telegram from the Luodian front—a great victory! A monumental victory!"

The noisy tent instantly fell silent, and all eyes focused on that telegram.

The Communications Staff Officer read excitedly: "The japanese 9th Division was suddenly ambushed by a powerful, unidentified armed force at 14:00.

After two hours of fierce fighting, their headquarters was taken out, their artillery positions were destroyed, and their main force was nearly wiped out.

Only a small number of remnants fled in panic toward Baoshan in armored vehicles. The threat from the enemy facing Luodian has been essentially eliminated."

Silence! Absolute silence!

Then, immense cheers and sighs of relief nearly burst through the tent.

The officers, who were indignant just a moment ago, were instantly stunned by this unexpected good news, and then they erupted in ecstasy.

Zhang Zhizhong was also stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly and jumped onto an ammunition box.

He shouted to drown out the cheers: "Did you all hear that? The japanese are not invincible. A temporary pause doesn't mean failure.

Everyone, return to your posts, reorganize your units, treat the wounded, and consolidate the defensive lines.

We will drive all the Japanese invaders into the sea sooner or later! Victory will surely be ours!"

His impassioned words temporarily calmed everyone's emotions.

With complex feelings and new hope, the officers left the headquarters one after another.

The tent became quiet once again.

Zhang Zhizhong slowly picked up the telegram that detailed the "unidentified armed force's" combat style and astonishing results.

He spread out the troop deployment map on the table, his sharp gaze scanning across it.

Finally, it settled on the position marked as the "Sichuan Army 122nd Division" defense zone.

That was precisely the flank and rear of where the miracle occurred.

Others might believe there was some "mysterious armed force," but Zhang Zhizhong saw it as clearly as a mirror.

Only Lu Fan's Security Team could pull off such a grand operation; he had to meet them to express his respect.

He sharply ordered the trusted adjutant beside him: "Prepare the car!"