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"Ha ha ha ha!"

A deafening burst of laughter erupted in the command center.

"All that effort for nothing! Those three days and three nights of pulling all-nighters, it was all for nothing!"

"I was still meticulously calculating how to distribute the 80 tanks, and then they just brought in 160!"

"Forget about operating at night and hiding during the day! Forget about segmented transport! Forget about temporary supply points! Can't we just drive our tanks in broad daylight? Anyone who dares to stop us, we'll just run them over!"

The chief of staff picked up a pencil from the floor, crumpled the battle plan on the table into a ball, threw it into the wastebasket next to him, and slammed his fist on the table, laughing loudly:

"If I had known Mr. Shen would be this helpful, why would I have bothered drawing arrows or writing contingency plans? I could have just written 'All troops attack' on the map, wouldn't that have been enough!"

"you do not say!"

Another boss laughed so hard he slapped his thigh: "We were worried about the Japanese reinforcements, worried we couldn't hold Jiaodong City, but now it's all good! Those Japanese and puppet troops in Jiaodong aren't even a match for these 160 tanks!"

"Let alone Jiaodong City, we could easily sweep through the outskirts of Qingcheng as well!"

Everyone laughed so hard they were doubled over. All the fatigue, anxiety, and worry they had felt earlier vanished in that moment.

They originally thought this would be a tough battle, a tough battle that required careful planning and a step-by-step approach.

As a result, Shen Wang directly sent a torrent of steel, crushing all the difficulties into dust.

The deputy commander smiled and waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

He picked up a new red and blue pencil and drew a straight, thick line on the map from southeastern Shanxi to Jiaodong City.

"The plan is scrapped! Start over!"

"No more working at night and hiding during the day, no more segmented transport, no more need to leave behind any rearguard!"

"The entire army is assembled and will advance openly and honestly in broad daylight! All armored units will line up in a single file and march majestically towards Jiaodong!"

"Anyone who dares to block our path will be crushed! Anyone who dares to send reinforcements will be wiped out!"

"I'll see who in all of North China can stop our iron torrent!"

"yes!"

The bosses were shouting at the top of their lungs.

Although they had been working through the night for three consecutive nights, everyone's eyes were shining with energy, and they had inexhaustible strength.

Previously, with only 80 tanks, they could devise a flawless raiding plan; now, with a full 240 Type 59 tanks, plus hundreds of self-propelled artillery pieces…

hum...

Just then, a hurried "Report!" rang out from outside the door.

"Report! Urgent military situation!"

"Come in!"

The deputy commander's expression turned serious, and everyone's smiles faded.

A communications officer rushed in, clutching a newly deciphered telegram, his face grave:

"Reporting to all commanders! Early this morning Berlin time, Germany officially declared war on the Soviet Union!"

"The German army has amassed over 180 divisions, totaling 500 million troops, and has launched a full-scale offensive across the border in three columns!"

"What?"

The expressions on all the CEOs' faces changed instantly. Their previous excitement and smugness vanished, replaced by deep shock.

"500 million troops?"

A CEO gasped and muttered to himself.

Just now they were basking in their pride about having 240 tanks, thinking they had a strong and well-equipped army.

But in the blink of an eye, the little mustache man unleashed an army of 500 million.

This is the foundation of a long-established industrial powerhouse, a gap that even they today cannot catch up with.

Even if the Type 59 tank is incredibly powerful, it can't defeat 500 million people!

On average, one Type 59 tank has to deal with 10,000 people. Are you kidding me?!

"As expected of a great power."

The chief of staff sighed, his tone heavy: "And they also have armored forces, I've heard they have over a thousand tanks alone, plus a large number of dive bombers!"

"yes."

The deputy commander nodded, his eyes deep: "We are still very weak. With this little bit of resources, we probably wouldn't even make a ripple on the European battlefield."

"We must not be complacent, and we must not let our guard down."

"The vice president is right!"

Another boss chimed in, "However, the fiercer the fighting in Europe, the more advantageous it is for us. They are too busy taking care of themselves to deal with things in the Far East. We can seize this opportunity to rapidly strengthen ourselves."

The deputy commander-in-chief wholeheartedly agreed, slamming his hand on the table and speaking with absolute certainty:

"We can't interfere in other people's business; we'll just focus on doing our own thing!"

"Order: All troops to immediately enter combat readiness!"

"Familiarize yourself with the equipment as quickly as possible and take Jiaodong City as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

. . .

Our gaze now turns to Europe.

West of Brest, Hill 132.

As dawn broke, the first shell shattered the silence of daybreak.

Immediately following was an overwhelming roar of artillery fire.

The 107mm rocket launchers from both sides opened fire almost simultaneously, and countless rockets trailing plumes streaked across the sky, crashing into the enemy's positions like a meteor shower.

The explosions were continuous, the earth trembled violently, and soil and rubble were thrown dozens of meters into the air, turning the entire highland into a burning hell.

"Lie down! Everyone lie down!"

Soviet squad leader Ivan shouted at the top of his lungs and shoved the new recruit next to him into the trench.

The next second, a rocket exploded just meters above their heads, the shockwave carrying scorching shrapnel swept across, instantly tearing the sandbags at the edge of the trench to shreds.

"Damn it! How come these Germans have rocket launchers too?!"

Vasily poked his head out and pulled the trigger at the charging German infantry.

The Soviet-made Type 56 assault rifle in his hand spat fire, and 30 bullets poured out in an instant, causing the three German soldiers at the forefront to fall to the ground.

Almost simultaneously, the German troops on the other side also retaliated with identical German-made Type 56 assault rifles, bullets hitting the trench walls and kicking up clouds of dust.

This was an absurd and brutal battle.

The infantry on both sides were armed with almost identical weapons.

Same rate of fire, same power, same 30-round magazine.

The supporting firepower of both sides was also very similar: the Type 40 rocket launcher was responsible for knocking out the enemy's firing points and tanks, while the Type 107 rocket artillery was responsible for covering the enemy's positions.

Even the latest tanks on both sides have more or less borrowed the armor design and artillery technology of the Type 59 tank.

"RPG! Left! German tank!"

Ivan shouted.

Vasily immediately picked up the Type 40 rocket launcher and aimed it at an approaching German Panzer III improved tank.

This tank was fitted with sloped armor, originally a secret weapon used by the German army to counter the Soviet T-34.

"boom!"

The rocket accurately hit the tank's side armor, and the massive explosion instantly turned the tank into a fireball.

The crew members, their bodies ablaze, crawled out of the tank, but before they could run more than a few steps, they were swept to the ground by Soviet submachine guns.

Before Vasily could even catch his breath, another Type 40 rocket flew over from the German position and precisely destroyed a Soviet T-34 tank.

"Damn it! The weapons are all the same, I can't break through their attacks!"