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

[Brain Storage] Please rest assured that it will not be eaten by zombies.

(This struggling author has already reached the third level of the Sealed Realm. To save my life, the time, place, and characters are all from parallel worlds. Please bear with me, dear readers. Orz)

(With 200 million words of writing experience, Potato guarantees thrilling war scenes and a brutal fight against the Japanese invaders.)

My head hurts like it's been chopped with an axe.

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, but everything before him was blurry.

He instinctively reached for his phone on the pillow, only to find it empty.

His fingertips touched rough wheat straw. He propped himself up and pressed his palms against the cold, damp wall.

I rubbed my eyes. Moonlight streamed in through a small window high up, barely illuminating the surroundings.

Wooden fence, rammed earth wall, and blackened straw piled in the corner.

It looks like a prison cell?

Lin Feng looked down at himself. His khaki military uniform was made of rough fabric, with white-washed elbows and a blurry collar insignia. It looked very much like the uniforms of the Nationalist army often seen in war dramas.

He instinctively reached into his inner pocket, his fingertips touching a hardcover booklet.

I took it out and looked at it by the moonlight.

The ID photo shows a young but tense face.

His eyebrows were thick, and his eyes held a slightly sleepy, dazed look.

Name: Lin Feng.

Position: Head of the Security Regiment of Qingxian County, Zhejiang Province.

Military rank: Colonel.

Date of issuance: 1935.

Lin Feng stared at the photo, his mind going blank.

Are they filming a period drama set in the Republican era...?

Or is it a murder mystery game...?

Are you kidding me? I don't have time for all this.

The project is never finished, and that idiot manager is going to yell at me again.

There was no other way; Lin Feng was a key member of the project team, and as they say, with great power comes great responsibility.

In a cutthroat workplace, when it comes to critical periods, the whole team is counting on him. How can he have time to do these trivial things?

The next second, fragmented images flooded my mind like a torrent...

He worked three consecutive all-nighters at his workstation, the last thing he saw before his eyes was the red text of a code error.

Then his heart stopped?

Oh, so I actually died suddenly at my workstation, and now I've been transported to another world...

Then the original owner's memories flooded back...

Republic of China era, Qing County.

The original owner was a graduate of the seventh class of the Whampoa Military Academy, but his abilities were somewhat lacking. His family spent money to pull strings and bought him the position of head of the security regiment.

Three days ago, the gentry and common people of the county and town pooled their money to hire soldiers to suppress the bandits. The money was naturally split 30/70, with the original owner receiving the 30%.

Then the original owner led more than 300 security guards up the mountain, only to be defeated by bandits from Erlong Mountain in a night attack.

Now, he is a prisoner. The bandits are keeping him alive to extort a ransom.

Memory reception complete.

Lin Feng sat on the pile of straw and remained silent for a full half minute.

"Oh shit."

He muttered a curse under his breath.

It wasn't that they were criticizing the time traveler, but rather the original owner of the body: "You managed to pull off such a basic tactic as a night raid? Did you waste your time reading 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms'?"

And that security regiment, with a quota of 800 soldiers, actually managed to get more than 300 of them paid by ghost soldiers.

Damn it, he's a real piece of work.

The sounds of dogs barking and bandits drinking and playing drinking games could be faintly heard outside the cell.

Lin Feng forced himself to calm down.

The training I received at the National University of Defense Technology back then is still ingrained in my bones; the worse the situation gets, the less chaotic things must be.

He closed his eyes and began to sort through the information.

In the original owner's memory, this year is the 26th year of the Republic of China.

He did the math in his head: the young Puyi abdicated in 1912, so the 26th year of the Republic of China would be 26 + 11...

Year 37 in the Gregorian calendar.

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

It's the end of June now, and July 7th is just around the corner (picture). The Japanese are coming soon.

A burning sensation shot from my chest to the top of my head. It was something etched into my very bones, requiring no memory, no thought.

Damn the Japanese devils!

Let's give those Japanese devils a good beating!

It's not about having a separate page in the family genealogy; as a Great Xia person, we must fight the Japanese devils!

We need to get out.

He whispered, his fingers unconsciously digging into the ground: "We have to get out."

How can we get out?

The security regiment was wiped out; in a night raid, the soldiers were either killed or fled.

Waiting for reinforcements?

But when the Japanese arrived, the main force of the National Revolutionary Army had even less energy to deal with the bandits on Erlong Mountain.

He was all alone in the mountain stronghold's prison.

There are at least a hundred bandits outside. They may not have many guns, but they know the terrain well and are ruthless.

Just thinking—

【Ding! 】

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang in my mind.

[The host's strong patriotic beliefs and survival crisis have been detected... This meets the binding requirements.]

[Total War system binding in progress... 10%... 50%... 100%]

system?

I knew it! How could a time traveler who comes to a chaotic era like the Republic of China not have a cheat code?

I don't know what system it is?

The system notification sound continued in my ear.

[Binding successful]

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Current Permission Level: Level I (0/300 Merit Points)]

[Note: This system is designed to assist the host in defending their homeland and resisting foreign aggression. The host can use exchange points to directly redeem military units from 45 years ago in the current calendar of the Blue Planet world.]

Completing battles will earn you exchange points, and the host can also use precious metals such as gold bars and silver coins to recharge and obtain exchange points.

The host and his troops will gain merit points for each enemy soldier they kill.

Merit points can be used to increase unit proficiency; most units will also have their equipment upgraded after leveling up. Accumulating enough merit points can also increase your authority level, unlocking higher-level combat units and technology exchange privileges.

[Currently available redemption points: 200 points (initially given)]

[Currently available Tier I unit exchange list]

A semi-transparent light screen suddenly unfolded before Lin Feng's eyes.

Holy crap, it's a system that can directly mass produce troops.

His heart was pounding, but his face remained expressionless. This was a habit he had developed over many years in the workplace: the more important the news, the more he had to keep a straight face.

My eyes swept across the list.

The interface looked a lot like the military-themed computer games he played back in his school days, with a row of categories at the top: squads, supplies, vehicles...

The upcoming war of resistance was a total war; fighting alone would not work.

Only with soldiers can one lead oneself out of the fray.

With a thought, Lin Feng opened the work group list:

[Basic ROC Army Infantry Platoon (12 men)]

Organizational structure: 1 squad leader, 10 riflemen, 1 deputy squad leader/light machine gunner

装备：汉阳造步枪×10（每人配弹80发），ZB-26轻机枪×1（配弹600发），仿製木柄手榴弹×24

Training level: Average (possesses basic tactical skills and can perform tasks such as defense, advance, and patrol)

Price: 8 points

[Basic ROC Army Heavy Machine Gun Squad (6 men)]

装备：民24式水冷马克沁重机枪×1（配弹带×25，共2500发），汉阳造步枪×1 ，沪上仿製盒子炮×4

Training level: Normal

Price: 10 points

[Basic ROC Armed Forces Combat Engineer Platoon (8 personnel)]

装备：MP18冲锋鎗×2（配弹256发），毛瑟M1932手枪×2（配弹160发），工兵铲、锄头、炸药包若干、爆破器材一套

Training level: Average (possesses basic blasting and civil engineering skills)

Price: 10 points

[Basic ROC Armed Forces Grenade Launcher Team (2 people)]

Equipment: Type 10 grenade launcher x1 (with 20 rounds of ammunition), Shanghai-made copy of the Mauser C96 pistol x2

Training level: Normal

Price: 6 points

There are only four basic work groups, not many.

In his previous life, Lin Feng was a non-military graduate of the National University of Defense Technology. He was in his early thirties. Although he did not serve in the military after graduation, he had always been very interested in military affairs and naturally studied the War of Resistance Against Japan.

In the early stages of the War of Resistance against Japan, even the elite Central Army of the National Revolutionary Army used only three types of weapons at the basic company level: the Chiang Kai-shek Type 24 rifle, the Czech Type 24 rifle, and the Type 24 rifle. They didn't even have artillery.

Even the most basic mortars were only available to regimental-level units. As for proper artillery, such as the expensive imported 75mm Bofors mountain gun, 20mm Solothurn machine gun, and 37mm PAK36 anti-tank gun, those were rare items that only the few German-equipped divisions of the Central Army possessed.

Compared to the basic units that I can exchange with my Level I privileges, this is quite good, at least there are grenade launcher groups providing indirect fire support.

The initial exchange value of 200 points is roughly equivalent to 20 squads, which is about 2 companies of soldiers.

But here's the problem: where do the troops you get from exchanging them appear?

He focused his mind and tried to ask the system a question.

The exchanged unit will appear within a 100-meter safe zone around the host and will automatically identify the host as the supreme commander with absolute loyalty.

Within 100 meters... safe zone.

Okay, let's get myself out of jail first.

He focused his mind on the [Basic National Army Combat Engineer Platoon] and chose to exchange for it.

[10 points consumed, 190 points remaining]

[Unit generation in progress... Please guide the process with your mind to specify the area where it will appear.]

Lin Feng tried to concentrate on what was in front of him.

[Area Confirmation]

[Unit generation complete]

Without any special lighting or shadow effects, the next moment eight fully armed soldiers appeared in the cell, filling the small space to capacity.

The man leading the group, dressed in a Nationalist Army uniform, carrying an MP-18 Schmeisser submachine gun (pictured), with two 32-round snail-shaped magazines tucked into his waistband, immediately stood at attention and saluted Lin Feng.

"Squad leader Zhao Dashan reports to you. Please give the order, sir!"