You are ordered to support the War of Resistance against Japan; China enters Level 1 combat readines

Zhicheng, on the western outskirts, is a secluded valley basin surrounded by layers of hills and dense forests.

In less than 48 hours, the place has been completely transformed.

With the support of the professional engineering battalion equipment brought by Shen Wang and the massive manpower and material resources mobilized by the military region at all costs, a North China Army Headquarters was built.

The exterior walls are constructed from a mixture of logs and rammed earth, and painted with a dark paint that mimics blue bricks. The main "office building" is a two-story structure, with the window positions and door designs strictly replicated from aerial photographs.

Inside the compound, roads, parking areas, and even simulated small gardens and flagpoles were marked out with white lime. Simple "defenses" were built with sandbags and wooden frames at the corners of the walls, on both sides of the gate, and at the entrances of the main buildings.

"Simulated Japanese soldiers," played by soldiers from other units, stood guard and patrolled among them.

Although rudimentary and far from comparable to a real reinforced concrete command post, its core spatial layout, the location of key nodes, and the direction of passageways have been replicated to the greatest extent possible.

It was dusk, and a faint crimson glow lingered on the horizon. A somber atmosphere pervaded the valley.

"Buzz—"

A deep, penetrating roar came from the sky, growing louder as it approached, quickly transforming into a thunderous sound that enveloped the entire valley.

Six massive CH-47 Chinook heavy transport helicopters, painted in dark camouflage, tore through the twilight and appeared over the valley.

The huge rotors stirred up the airflow, creating gusts of wind in the valley, blowing sand and stones flying everywhere, and making the camouflage nets temporarily erected on the simulated buildings flutter loudly.

Shen Wang led 200 carefully selected Flying Tigers soldiers to prepare for a surprise attack.

The two Chinooks suddenly descended and hovered steadily about 20 meters above the ground!

The massive fuselage seemed frozen in mid-air, the roar of the rotors deafening, and the shadows it cast covered a large area.

"Quickly! Rappell!"

The hatch was already open, and the thick rappelling rope had been thrown down.

One after another, figures shrouded in black special forces uniforms, wearing FAST helmets, with their faces painted and equipped with sharp gear, slid down the ropes at an astonishing speed, their hands moving alternately and their legs slightly bent to grip the ropes!

"Team A, secure the gate! Clear the sentries!"

"Team B, flanking maneuver on the left flank, target the side building, eliminate the remaining enemy!"

"Team C, follow me! Head straight for the main building! Snipers, take position, control the high ground!"

"Team D is responsible for perimeter security and support routes!"

Urgent and clear instructions were relayed within the commando unit via individual radios.

After landing, the team members did not need to pause or adjust at all. Following the plan that they had practiced countless times, they quickly meshed and started up like precise gears.

Group C, which was the main attacking force, moved the fastest.

Using the corner of the wall as cover, the two team members quickly approached the main building entrance.

One of them pulled out a breaching tool—not live ammunition, but a specially made training hammer.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the simulated wooden door opened.

The moment the door opened, the training stun grenades in the hands of the team members behind had already rolled in through the crack in the door.

"boom!"

"Break in!"

……

Although this was not the first rehearsal, the chief of staff, division commander, brigade commander, and others holding binoculars on the distant high observation point still felt their scalps tingle and their blood surge with excitement, making it difficult for them to control themselves.

The chief of staff's voice trembled: "Faster! Too fast! Is this guy even human?"

From the sky to the ground, from breaking down doors to taking control, the movements were fluid and precise, down to the second!

When I led a commando team to attack a county town, my best record was more than twice as slow!

This teamwork, this speed, this overwhelming equipment... what can that old devil Okamura use to stop it?

His guards, carrying Type 38 rifles, probably didn't even get a clear look at him before a bunch of them were taken down!

Can this war really be fought like this?

A sense of shock, ecstasy, and even a touch of unfamiliar dizziness overwhelmed the chief of staff's senses.

He had seen the tanks and cannons that Shen Wang brought, but that was a shock of power. What he saw before him was a dance of efficiency and death, a tactical revolution that completely overturned his decades of military knowledge!

师长放下望远镜，深吸一口气：「3分37秒……上次是3分45秒，又快了8秒！」

Each time was more precise and faster than the last.

These kids have already digested every tactical maneuver and internalized it, making it instinctive.

Watch their footwork as they take turns providing cover, watch the angles they choose when controlling the room... This is no longer training, this is sculpting a murderous work of art!

Mr. Shen is right. With this speed and surprise, no matter how high the city walls of Beiping are or how many guards there are in Gangcun, they are useless!

Night raid... helicopter... telescope... decapitation... all these crazy elements are being forged by this group of young people into a real, indestructible blade!

The division commander seemed to have already seen that night in Beiping, when the Japanese command system was instantly severed by this sharp blade, and the resulting chain of collapse.

The brigade commander rubbed his hands together, growling excitedly, "That was awesome! That was fucking awesome! Look how swiftly they took down those 'Japanese devils'! These are the soldiers I've always dreamed of!"

Before, I always thought about how to defeat the strong with the weak, how to make up for the lack of firepower with strategy. Now... now I can finally taste the feeling of crushing the Japanese with absolute superiority!

Watching the soldiers' agile and swift figures, he was even more excited than when he had won a battle himself.

The observer, speaking in a low voice with awe, took notes: "Team C stormed the main building 1.2 seconds ahead of schedule... there was no delay in communication between teams, and instructions were clear... the evacuation was perfectly coordinated, and all personnel boarded the aircraft within 40 seconds... overall coordination has reached the expected peak level..."

Several days of high-intensity, highly realistic "rehearsals" have allowed these two hundred elite Flying Tigers to thoroughly understand every aspect of the event.

They no longer need to think; muscle memory and conditioned reflexes drive them to complete tasks in the most optimized way.

That replica of the command post bears the marks of countless times they trod, charged, and practiced on every inch of the ground; it's as familiar to them as their own backyard.

After the final debriefing of the day, Shen Wang looked at the warriors gathered before him, exhausted but with eyes as sharp as eagles and an aura as firm as mountains, and finally nodded slowly.

"That's fine."

"The timing is right."

This meal has been prepared for so long, it's time to begin!

The chief of staff and the division commander exchanged a glance, both seeing resolve in each other's eyes.

With meticulous planning, masterful training, and peak morale, there is no need for further delay.

"Good!" the chief of staff said in a deep voice.

"Order: All personnel involved in the operation shall rest and recuperate tomorrow, and check their equipment."

"Check all peripheral aspects, including logistics, intelligence, and support, one last time. Everything must be absolutely perfect!"

His gaze swept over Shen Wang and the several team leaders: "Tomorrow night, after dark, proceed with the 'decapitation operation' as planned!"

"yes!!!"