One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

"Da da da!"

"Ducks, stop them!!"

Gu Tian roared as he watched a group of beggar-like lunatics rush out of the building next door.

The firing positions quickly changed direction, intending to slaughter the resurrected Zhu Yong.

Unfortunately, this distance was simply not enough for them to redeploy.

"kill!!"

Without giving the Japanese any time to react, the reborn Zhu Yong, along with his more than two thousand clones, stormed into the third barricade.

They have no weapons, but they have fists!

It has teeth! It has legs!

He possesses superhuman strength, speed, and killing skills!

One of the clones pounced on a terrified Japanese soldier like a cheetah, smashing his Adam's apple with a single punch!

He then quickly picked up the enemy's bayonet, rolled over, and landed in front of another Japanese soldier, slicing him open from bottom to top.

"Splash!"

Blood splattered, internal organs flew out, drenching the clone's face, hair, and body, leaving him covered in blood.

Then, without uttering a single word, he simply wiped his face and continued to charge towards the next Japanese soldier.

The clones each unleashed their unique skills, transforming their entire bodies into killing weapons, striking and kicking the Japanese soldiers.

They grabbed the Japanese soldiers and headbutted them, biting them with their teeth, acting like madmen!

They seized Japanese soldiers' rifles, picked up bayonets from the ground, and even threw stones at them, using everything they could to carry out the most primitive, barbaric, and efficient killing.

The Japanese soldiers were dumbfounded.

The sudden attack, the enemy's bizarre appearance, and their efficient killing methods threw the Japanese soldiers into disarray.

Looking at the hellish scene before him, Gu Tian's face drained of all color.

What Tanida thought was a sure victory turned into an instant comeback by the enemy, leaving him in disbelief.

But right now, the naval headquarters is right behind him, and even if there are man-eating beasts in front of him, he must hold on.

"Hold on!! Everyone, hold on!!"

Gu Tian's voice was hoarse as he roared across the battlefield.

"Gentlemen! The headquarters is right behind us; we have no way out!"

"Let these Chinese see what the backbone of an Imperial soldier is!"

"Charge to the death! Not a single step back allowed!!!"

"Hi!"

The surviving Japanese soldiers let out beast-like howls, their fear replaced by the madness born of desperation.

The two sides began a fierce hand-to-hand battle on the fourth temporary route.

Neither Zhu Yong nor the Japanese had the option of retreating; they all had no choice but to forge ahead.

The hand-to-hand combat reached its most brutal and intense point, with everyone's eyes red, panting heavily, holding bayonets, and wanting to kill each other.

"Give me a duck!!"

"Kill the Japanese devils!!"

The roars echoed throughout the streets, shaking the entire city of Shanghai.

......

Commander-in-Chief of the Ninth Army Group.

Provisional Command Post of the 88th Division.

It was past midnight, and General Zhang Zhizhong, who had been commanding operations for several days, had just taken a short rest, fully clothed, on a reclining chair during the march for less than two hours.

The anxiety of the past few days, the reports of the stalemate at the front, and the huge number of casualties weighed on his heart like a heavy boulder, and even in his sleep, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Sudden--

"kill!!!"

"Kill the Japanese devils!!!"

A faint, intermittent shout of battle and explosions, like a boulder thrown into calm water, suddenly shattered the silence of the night, instantly waking Zhang Zhizhong from his light sleep.

He sat up abruptly from the recliner, his bloodshot eyes still showing a hint of tired confusion, but his soldier's instincts quickly brought him back to his senses.

He listened intently; the sound was coming from the northeast, from... Jiangwan Road?

"Where is the fighting going? What's going on?!"

Zhang Zhizhong's voice was hoarse as he looked anxiously at the duty officer who had come in after hearing the noise.

According to his understanding of the battle situation, the main divisions should be resting and replenishing their forces at this moment, preparing for the attack after dawn, and there should not be such a large-scale night battle.

Could it be that the Japanese launched a large-scale night attack?

The duty officer also looked surprised and uncertain, and quickly reported back.

"Commander, the gunfire is coming from the direction of Jiangwan Road, and it's extremely intense!"

"But none of our units reported any large-scale night attack plans. The 87th, 88th, and 36th Divisions were all resting in their designated areas. Only some forward sentries had sporadic firefights with the Japanese."

"Not our main force?"

Zhang Zhizhong felt a chill run down his spine, and a strange unease welled up in his heart.

"Which unit is that?"

He strode to the huge map of the Songhu war zone, his eyes fixed on the small area around Jiangwan Road and Baoshan Road.

That wasn't the main attack area, so why is such a fierce battle suddenly erupting there?

"Investigate! Immediately connect me to all forward observation posts! Find out what exactly happened in the Jiangwan Road/Baoshan Road area? Which unit is fighting? Who is the commander?!"

Zhang Zhizhong's tone was stern and left no room for argument.

This sudden and intense battle completely disrupted his plans, and the feeling of being out of control made him very uneasy.

The command center instantly sprang into action, with radios clicking incessantly.

However, the feedback that came back was even more perplexing.

"Report! Our forward observation post reports that the fighting in the Jiangwan Road area is exceptionally fierce, with shouts of battle filling the air, suggesting a large-scale hand-to-hand combat has broken out! However, we cannot confirm the unit designations of our troops!"

"Report! We have lost contact with our troops, who may be located in the direction of Baoshan Road! The last message we received from them was several hours ago, stating that they were launching an assault on Jiangwan Road..."

"Report! Intelligence has intercepted sporadic communications from the Japanese. The content is chaotic, and it seems the Japanese are in a state of panic!"

Zhang Zhizhong's brows furrowed more and more deeply.

How could a unit whose unit number could not be confirmed and which had lost contact be causing such a huge upheaval in the heart of the Japanese territory?

It even caused panic among the Japanese soldiers?

"What on earth is going on? Which unit has the audacity to launch such a high-profile attack on the Japanese naval headquarters?"

"Could it be Xie Jinyuan? But he's just a battalion commander. Even if he wanted to cause trouble in the sea, where would he get so many wind-fire wheels?"

Zhang Zhizhong was completely baffled, and the atmosphere in the command post was heavy.

"Immediately dispatch a messenger to Jiangwan Road and find out the situation at the front at all costs."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

"Commander!! Battalion Commander Yao Ziqing of the Ninth Battalion has arrived! He is seriously wounded and insists on seeing you!"

A guard rushed in to report.

"Yao Ziqing?"

Zhang Zhizhong's heart skipped a beat. He remembered that he had transferred Yao Ziqing to Baoshan Road before. Could it be that their battalion launched the attack?

"Quick! Bring him in! Call a medic! Call a medic!"