The sharply angled, sloping armor reflected a blinding light in the sunlight, its cold and violent beauty, unique to the industrial age, striking straight to the depths of a man's soul.

On the open turret on the roof of the vehicle, a 20mm KwK 30 autocannon stands proudly, its dark muzzle pointing towards the sky. Next to it is an MG34 general-purpose machine gun, its ammunition belt gleaming with a golden copper light in the sunlight.

Lin Feng stepped forward and placed his palm on the armor plate.

Hard, solid, and full of power.

"This is good stuff..."

He couldn't help but admire, his eyes filled with fascination.

In his past life, he was just a corporate slave who worked day and night in an office building, constantly dealing with endless bugs and unrealistic promises from his boss.

And now?

He had an elite force that obeyed him without question, and a full four armored vehicles.

Although this thing was fragile in the later stages of the European battlefield, it couldn't be penetrated or defended against the Soviet T-34 or the American Sherman, and could only be used as a scout for reconnaissance.

But on the battlefield of the Great Xia Dynasty in 37, he was definitely a "tall, rich, and handsome" guy.

Its 20mm cannon uses conventional armor-piercing rounds, high-explosive rounds, and the system is even thoughtfully equipped with a small number of tungsten-core sub-caliber armor-piercing rounds (HVAP).

The Type 94 ultralight tank (bean tank) that fought the Japanese could take down an enemy with a single shot, just like opening a can of food.

Earthworks for fighting the Japanese invaders? That's what happens when a professional demolition office director personally oversees the site.

Most importantly, this gun has an astonishing elevation angle of 70°, and when necessary, it can also serve as an anti-aircraft gun to drive away those arrogant Japanese biplanes that fly low, taking advantage of the fact that Daxia has no air superiority.

Next to the armored vehicle, four brand-new 75mm Croatian mountain guns were lined up in a row.

The robust cannon barrel, the sturdy gun carriage, and the mountain of ammunition boxes piled up beside it exuded a reassuring aura.

With these four cannons, plus the previous mortar company, Lin Feng's firepower now surpasses that of a typical infantry brigade of the National Revolutionary Army's Central Army, and could even easily defeat a division of a local warlord.

"With these guys, we can finally stand up straight."

Lin Feng patted the off-road tires of the armored vehicle, a surge of pride welling up inside him.

This is the kind of grandeur a time traveler should have.

-----

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps broke Lin Feng's reverie.

"Cousin! Cousin!"

Zhao Yushu came running over, panting, clutching a hand-drawn map in his hand, his forehead covered in sweat.

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic?" Lin Feng turned around and asked in a good mood.

"I found out, I found out."

Zhao Yushu wiped the sweat from his face and pointed to the map, saying, "At the border between the two neighboring counties to the south and our Qing County, there is a remote, lawless mountain forest. There is a gang of ruthless bandits who have been entrenched there for many years, called 'Black Cloud Stronghold'."

"Black Cloud Stronghold?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, they claim to have over a thousand men, and their leader is called Xie Heizi. These people are ruthless and do all sorts of evil deeds. Moreover, the terrain there is treacherous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. The neighboring county once sent troops to suppress them, but they suffered a great loss."

As they were talking, Zhao Yushu's gaze passed over Lin Feng and was immediately drawn to the four steel monsters.

"Holy...holy shit?!"

Zhao Yushu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his mouth was agape enough to fit an egg.

He circled the armored vehicle twice, then looked at the mountain gun, reached out and touched the cold barrel, his face filled with disbelief:

"Cousin, this...this is a real cannon? And this armored vehicle?!"

He pointed at the 20mm machine gun, swallowed hard, and gestured: "This barrel is so thick, so long... if it hit someone, wouldn't they be covered in bruises?"

Lin Feng: ...

His lips twitched slightly as he looked at his naive cousin and couldn't help but complain:

"A bunch of bruises? You think this is cupping? One shot of this thing and you're turned into a jigsaw puzzle, the kind you can't even put back together."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Zhao Yushu shrank back slightly, then became excited again. "Cousin, where did you get all this? It must be worth over ten thousand silver dollars!"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Lin Feng waved his hand mysteriously. "I spent a lot of money to get this from Hans Country through special channels. I practically emptied the Wang family's coffers for this batch of goods."

"I understand, I understand." Zhao Yushu nodded repeatedly with an expression that said, "I know this is a military secret."

Lin Feng turned around and looked at the "Black Cloud Village" marked in red on the map, like a man with a hammer seeing a fine nail...

"Is the terrain strategically advantageous? Easy to defend and difficult to attack?"

He sneered and tapped his finger heavily on the map:

"In the face of overwhelming firepower, any natural defenses are nothing but paper. Even if Black Cloud Stronghold were made of iron, I could melt it down."

"Pass down the order! Assemble the first battalion, along with the three hundred militiamen who have completed their initial training. We're going to Black Cloud Stronghold... for a training exercise!"

"yes!"

-----

Black Cloud Mountain is steep and rugged with strangely shaped rocks.

A winding mountain road spirals upwards like a sheep's intestine, with bottomless cliffs on both sides, truly a dangerous place where "one man can hold the pass against ten thousand".

At this time, Lin Feng's army had already assembled at the foot of the mountain.

"Battalion reconnaissance platoon, depart."

At Lin Feng's command, more than thirty scouts, dressed in Hans 41 patchwork camouflage uniforms, their bodies covered with branches and grass for disguise, and their faces painted with black and green paint, disappeared silently into the dense mountain forest like ghosts.

Their movements were light and agile, and they coordinated perfectly, without making a single unnecessary sound.

Lin Feng held up his binoculars and watched this scene, secretly praising it in his heart.

"As expected of the system's 'excellent training level' and 'proficient in infiltration', this skill is a pleasure to watch."

In contrast, the three hundred militiamen behind them, although they had undergone a period of training and were all equipped with Hanyang rifles, were still so nervous that their palms were sweating and their eyes showed both excitement and fear when they looked at the tall and powerful armored vehicles and the menacing First Battalion of elite soldiers around them.

Lin Feng didn't care. He brought these militiamen here mainly to see bloodshed and, incidentally, to wipe out any who had escaped.

The main force to eliminate the bandits on the mountain later will still be his battalion and 4 armored vehicles and 4 mountain guns.

"Report: Artillery positions are complete and ready to fire at any time."

At that moment, a messenger ran over to report.

"No rush." ​​Lin Feng, wearing a steel helmet and concealed in the shadow of the armored vehicle, said, "Let the bullets fly for a while longer, and wait until the reconnaissance team has a clear understanding of the situation before making any decisions."

Meanwhile, on the outer walls of Black Cloud Village.

The gang leader, Xie Heizi, was shirtless, revealing his dark, muscular physique. He was holding two pistols and looking down the mountain with disdain.

"Boss, there seem to be quite a few government troops coming this time."

A henchman standing nearby shrank back and said, "Judging by the banner, it's the security regiment of that Lin family from Qing County."

"Pah! What security regiment? They're just a bunch of immature kids who haven't been weaned yet."

Xie Heizi spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, his fleshy face trembling.

"I heard that guy surnamed Lin is a rich young master. He just wiped out those good-for-nothings from Erlong Mountain, and now he thinks he's some kind of god? Daring to mess with our Black Cloud Stronghold?"

He pointed to the only mountain path at the foot of the mountain and laughed wildly:

"See that? There's only one road up the mountain. I had your second-in-command set up two Czech-made guns at 'Ghost's Bane' halfway up the mountain. If any government troops dare to show their faces, they'll all die!"

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