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"Commander, I have something to say!"

Chen Sheng, commander of the First Army of the Shanghai Army, stood up and saluted Jiang Wangzu.

"Commander Chen, please speak freely!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wangzu nodded and spoke.

Chen Sheng was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was in his prime, held a high position, was brave in battle, and was skilled in both literature and martial arts.

He was among the third batch of outstanding graduates of the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Academy and belonged to the new generation of soldiers.

Most importantly, he had studied in Japan and was very familiar with the local customs, culture, and military situation there.

"The Japanese devils have gathered 300,000 elite troops to take over our Shanghai. The first major challenge they face is landing on the Heilongjiang River and supplying them with manpower."

"Based on my understanding of them, they will definitely adopt a combined approach of land, sea and air, with fighter jets bombing and harassing from the air, and warships bombing from the sea, concentrating heavy firepower to make it impossible for us to stop the army landing."

"Therefore, we must build an unbreakable defensive line at Longjiang Wharf to block the first wave of attacks from the Japanese devils."

"I suggest moving the artillery to the first line of defense and concentrating fire on the Japanese. This will delay their landing as quickly as possible and allow Marshal Pan's reinforcements to arrive."

"The biggest problem now is that we don't know how many fighter jets the island nation in the East will deploy this time. If it's thirty or fifty, we can still rely on our own air force to negotiate with them."

"But if their air force is extremely powerful, their fighter jets are of excellent quality, and they have a large number of them, then we may face a one-sided massacre."

"In addition, our tanks cannot operate effectively within Shanghai. I suggest that we place the tank corps outside Shanghai to form a second land defense line."

"..."

Chen Sheng poured out all his thoughts at once.

After he took the lead in speaking, other army commanders and division commanders expressed their opinions one after another, and everyone began to brainstorm and discuss for several days.

Five lines of defense were eventually drawn up, and a preliminary operational plan to resist the invasion of the island nation of the East was formulated.

"It's a pity that even martial arts grandmasters can't fly, otherwise, with my physique, what would those mere Japanese fighter jets be?"

"Taming a flying mythical beast as a mount wouldn't work; they can't withstand artillery fire."

"What methods can be used to shoot down a fighter jet from the air?"

A thought flashed through Jiang Wangzu's mind, and he smiled before saying to Wang Jianyang and the others:

"Accelerate the construction of air-raid shelters in Shanghai to prevent harm to the public."

"Furthermore, if the Japanese devils want to bomb Shanghai with fighter jets, do not send out our fighter jets to intercept them."

"Give me those Japanese fighter planes, I have a way to take care of them!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianyang and the others were taken aback at first, and then nodded in agreement.

Although they couldn't figure out what method Jiang Wangzu would use to deal with the fighter jets from the Japanese island nation.

However, they unconditionally believed Jiang Wangzu's words.

After all, Jiang Wangzu was a god-like figure in their eyes.

Martial arts grandmasters are like gods or demons, not only in the eyes of ordinary people, but also in the hearts of martial artists.

Especially after Jiang Wangzu cultivated spiritual martial arts, combined with his succubus talent, he possessed a leadership quality.

No matter what he says, his subordinates will subconsciously believe him rather than question him.

The war has reignited in Northeast China, with tens of thousands of casualties every day.

However, the Southern Revolutionary Army fought to the death and refused to retreat. In addition, the people of the three northeastern provinces volunteered to join the army and donated various supplies, which made the Southern Revolutionary Army very strong.

The war situation in the north was completely ruined. Tianjin fell, the capital fell, and four provinces fell.

The soldiers under the northern warlords were utterly useless.

Three hundred thousand troops from the island nation of Japan soon appeared on the sea surface at the mouth of the Longjiang River.

Hundreds of warships were deployed, densely packed together, heading straight for Longjiang Wharf.

Behind the warships were countless troop transport ships.

Boom boom boom!

The warships of the Japanese island nation launched a fierce artillery attack, raining down countless shells on the Longjiang Wharf.

"Counterattack!"

"Give it a good beating!"

At Wang Jianyang's command, the Shanghai army launched a counterattack.

Both sides unleashed their full firepower, sinking one Japanese warship after another, and shattering the defenses of Longjiang Wharf.

Within half a day of concentrated fire, more than 30% of the artillery on the Shanghai side was destroyed.

However, it also completely blocked the 300,000-strong island nation army at sea.

Buzz!

One fighter jet after another flew over, numbering in the hundreds, far exceeding Jiang Wangzu and the others' estimates.

"Leave the rest to us!"

Jiang Wangzu appeared on the walls of Shanghai at some unknown time.

Beside him stood Gu Shentong of the Dao Sect, Tuoba Ye of the Sword Sect, Wen Shaoqiu of the Confucian Sect, and Zhong Yue of the Body Sect, all lined up in a row. Beside them were a batch of extra-large metal javelins, each over three zhang long and concealing explosives.

Jiang Wangzu originally intended to create a batch of specially made bows and arrows that could withstand the power of a martial arts grandmaster.

However, Gu Shentong directly rejected his idea.

Ancient Shentong said that no bow and arrow could compare to the arm strength of a martial arts grandmaster.

Therefore, Jiang Wangzu simply and directly ordered the weapons masters at the Shanghai Arsenal to create a batch of specially made bombs and javelins.

Today, let's give these little devils a shocking glimpse into the mainland of the newly established Republic of China.

"If one of us were to break through to become a terrestrial immortal, a fighter jet of this caliber wouldn't need these external aids at all. We could simply condense a martial arts avatar and smash it to pieces with a wave of our hand!"

As Gu Shentong gazed at the approaching fighter jets, he couldn't help but sigh.

"If I were a terrestrial deity, I would go straight to the island nation of Japan and start killing them, beginning with their bird emperor, until there is no one left in the island nation."

Jiang Wangzu stared fiercely at the fighter jets that were getting closer and closer to them, and picked up a specially made bomb javelin.

When the fighter jets flew over Shanghai, before they could drop their bombs, Jiang Wangzu threw a javelin.

Boom boom boom!

The specially made javelin instantly pierced through three fighter jets, which then exploded in mid-air, turning into piles of scrap metal that fell to the ground.

"This thing is great, it's really fun!"

"I'll give it a try too!"

Chung Yue smiled, picked up a specially made javelin, and threw it forcefully into the sky.

The specially made javelin created friction with the air, leaving a trail of white smoke and producing a continuous sonic boom before striking the tail fin of a fighter jet.

The fighter jet emitted thick black smoke from its tail, wobbled, and plummeted from the sky, exploding instantly into a sea of ​​fire.

"Your accuracy is still lacking!"

"The other fighter pilot has already ejected; send men to Shanghai to capture him!"

Jiang Wangzu gave a brief comment, then picked up a specially made bomb javelin and threw it out one after another.

One fighter jet after another was shot down and turned into fireworks.

"Baka yarou!"

"What powerful weapon did the Celestial Empire use to accurately shoot down our new fighter jet?"

"Pass on my order: the air force must retreat immediately!"

On a massive warship, a middle-aged man dressed as an air force general from an island nation held binoculars, watching the distant air battle, and immediately gave an order.