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At the 323rd Division headquarters, Qiu Fengzi, who was asleep, was awakened by Ma Weilan:

"Commander, a report has come from the front that a group of Japanese soldiers have sneaked onto Hill 203 under the cover of darkness, and they are probably heading towards the artillery positions."

After hearing this, Qiu Fengzi was instantly wide awake. The Japanese devils had finally arrived!

"Chief of Staff Ma, approximately how many enemy troops are there, and where are they located?"

The two quickly moved closer to the military map. Ma Weilan circled the approximate coordinates of the Japanese troops with a red pencil, and then said:

"It's dark and visibility is poor. The scouts estimate there are no more than a thousand people. They've just rounded Yangjialing and are only a few hundred meters from Hill 203!"

Yangjialing was an important stronghold of the 323rd Division. It was an inconspicuous little hill, located on the southwest side of the dirt road leading to Hill 203, and only two kilometers away from the Yeshang Highway.

The 645th Regiment's directly subordinate artillery company and the 2nd Battalion were located there, enabling them to control the Ye Shang Highway.

Qiu the Madman knew the entire division's defenses by heart. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Send a message to the 645th Regiment, but ignore them for now! When the Japanese attack on Hill 203 fails and they retreat, the Second Battalion will then close the door and beat them."

Ma Weilan excitedly accepted the order and left. Qiu Fengzi was also wide awake, patiently waiting for the battle to begin in the direction of Hill 203.

Southeast of Hill 203, the Japanese had quietly crept to the foot of the mountain, and the people on the mountain were still completely unaware. Major Okamoto could not hide his joy. These Chinese were too careless.

Taking down the artillery positions on the mountain would be a major achievement, and a promotion to lieutenant colonel would be a certainty.

Lieutenant Shinichi Aoki leaned closer and whispered:

"Okamoto-kun, something's not right! It's too quiet; it doesn't feel like wartime at all."

Major Okamoto said dismissively:

"Aoki-kun, you overestimate the Chinese. If they were this vigilant, they wouldn't have lost most of the country. Don't judge a bunch of useless people by the standards of the Imperial Army!"

"Okamoto-kun, better safe than sorry. How about we send a small number of brave warriors to test the waters first?"

Shinichi Aoki tried to settle for second best, but Nobuhiko Okamoto had no patience for that and arrogantly said:

"No need. Speed ​​is of the essence. Launch the attack immediately! First Company to the left, Second Company to flank from the right, and the main force from the front—"

Before Okamoto Nobuhiko could finish giving his orders, three flares pierced the night sky, instantly illuminating the surrounding area as bright as day, revealing the Japanese soldiers' movements.

Aoki Shinichi suddenly felt a blur before his eyes. The sudden bright light caused him to be temporarily blinded. His worst fears had come true. There was indeed an ambush!

"Enemy attack! Take cover immediately!"

"Tap tap tap..."

"Tap tap tap..."

"Boom boom boom!"

The peaceful night was instantly shattered by the roar of gunfire and the barrage of bullets. Caught off guard, the Japanese soldiers were slaughtered.

Inside the 323rd Division headquarters, Zhao Yunwen was awakened from his sleep by the sound of gunfire. Before he could even finish stretching, the system's voice appeared in his mind.

[Host, the Japanese have attacked, the battle has begun, triggering the Jiangcheng Battle check-in mission. A mysterious gift pack awaits. Do you wish to complete the mission?]

Zhao Yun was overjoyed. Ever since arriving at Fujin Mountain, he had been waiting for the daily check-in task to arrive. He immediately selected "Yes," and the system's pleasant voice rang out again.

[Congratulations, host, on completing the Jiangcheng Battle check-in and receiving a mystery gift pack!]

"Claim your gift package!"

[The gift pack has been claimed. Congratulations, host, you have gained 500 talent points, currently at 1200. You have triggered the 1000 threshold and have been promoted from General to Emperor. Your learning and command abilities will increase, and your command troop limit will be increased to 50.]

The next threshold is 5000.

[Congratulations, host, you have gained 100 contribution points. Your current balance is 1828700 points.]

Zhao Yunwen was overjoyed. The rewards for the Battle of Jiangcheng were indeed generous. Not only did his talent value increase by 500, but he was also promoted to the Battle Emperor level.

The system began upgrading his body, constantly instilling knowledge corresponding to the Battle Emperor-level command talent into his mind, and his physique was also being strengthened. It was amazing!

After completing the upgrade, Zhao Yunwen felt as if his mind contained a small library, filled with a vast ocean of military strategy and knowledge, encompassing everything from astronomy and geography to industry, agriculture, commerce, governance, military theory, classic battles from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign, and even the use, manufacture, and tactical application of various weapons—leaving nothing untouched.

"Is this what a Battle Emperor-level talent is? It's fucking amazing, I love it!"

[Host, don't get too excited. This is only the Battle Emperor level. Once you level up to the next level, you'll find yourself to be a monster. Keep up the good work!]

Zhao Yunwen laughed triumphantly:

"Perverted is good! Ideally, his body should be strong enough to sink the Japanese island with a single blow!"

[Host, what are you daydreaming about? This isn't a fantasy world. The strongest individual combat ability won't exceed one against dozens, but the knowledge base can be so vast that you could easily manipulate a little boy, and third-generation fighter jets are no problem. The maximum number of troops you can command exceeds 500 million!]

Zhao Yunwen was even happier, because the little boy could clear out the Japanese islands, and the third-generation fighter jets were sweeping across the world. He couldn't wait to take it to the next level.

"Check the system panel!"

【Okay, host! 】

A highly technological panel, resembling a computer interface, immediately appeared in Zhao Yunwen's mind.

Name: Zhao Yunwen Age: 30 years old

Rank: Lieutenant General; Talent Value: 1200

Time-Space Warehouse & Time-Space Mall: Two-Star (Permissions: 1942)

时空仓库：30×100×100立方米，储备物资合计52.76万吨，仓库可用空间71.23%

3D mini-map: Two-star (detection range 100km, night vision range 20km)

Contribution value: 1828700 points

War Emperor level (1000-5000), command limit: 50 people

Zhao Yunwen used his consciousness screen to access the system panel and discovered that his knowledge of military technology was now sufficient to create a 107mm rocket launcher.

The Tiger Army has three thousand college and high school students and military factory technicians. As long as there is a stable base, it can build a military factory and first produce the 107mm rocket launcher, a powerful weapon for mountain warfare. The 40mm rocket launcher and mortars should also be mass-produced.

Zhao Yunwen became more and more excited, completely unaware that the military affairs staff officer was still waiting for him.

"Commander, a group of Japanese soldiers have launched a night attack on Hill 203!"

Zhao Yunwen then realized what was happening and said to the military affairs officer:

"This is a small matter; let Commander Qiu handle it himself. I'll take a nap."

After saying that, he fell asleep immediately. The military affairs staff officer was completely bewildered, but he still quietly left to reply to Qiu Fengzi.

On Hill 203, Major Okamoto had long since lost his previous arrogance. The defending troops were clearly well-prepared, and this time they had kicked a hornet's nest.

Shinichi Aoki came over, looking disheveled, to offer his advice:

"Okamoto-kun, the Chinese were well prepared. Their firepower is too strong. They have more than a dozen heavy machine guns, as well as a large number of rapid-fire weapons and several cannons. This firepower configuration is at least that of a main force regiment."

"Our warriors have suffered over 30% casualties. Let's retreat! Continuing the fight risks total annihilation."

Nobuhiko Okamoto, filled with resentment, roared with bloodshot eyes:

"You idiot! Giving up at the first sign of trouble is cowardly!"

"So what if the Chinese have a regiment? A single battalion of the Imperial Army could easily rout an entire division of them!"

Shinichi Aoki wanted to argue, but Major Okamoto had lost his temper and wouldn't listen to anyone, so he had no choice but to give up.

Nobuhiko Okamoto continued to drive the Japanese troops to attack from three sides, attempting to break through the defenders' lines with his fearless offensive.

The 1st Battalion of the 645th Regiment fought very steadily. Their mission was to ensure the safety of the mountain artillery battalion, so they simply held their ground and used their powerful firepower to block the Japanese.

The firing range around the high ground had long been cleared. Under the illumination of the flares, the Japanese soldiers had nowhere to hide and were exposed to the machine gun fire of the First Battalion. Their casualties continued to rise.

The Okamoto Battalion also set up its heavy machine guns and opened fire on the First Battalion's defensive line halfway up the mountain, with bullets kicking up clouds of dust as they hit the trenches.

"Boom boom boom..."

A barrage of shells rained down from the sky, instantly covering the Japanese heavy machine gun position, destroying two machine guns and killing more than twenty Japanese soldiers.

The artillery company of the 1st Battalion has achieved another great feat. They had previously destroyed an infantry gun, and as for the 75mm Schneider mountain gun, it had long been moved away. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

After being re-equipped, the 645th Regiment's firepower became even stronger, with each squad now equipped with two Garand semi-automatic rifles, completely overwhelming an entire Japanese platoon.

Although a Tiger Army infantry battalion was smaller than a Japanese infantry battalion, its artillery ratio was 6 to 2, not including the 9 60mm mortars.

The ratio of heavy machine guns was 18 to 9, and the difference in continuous firepower was even more obvious. In addition, the First Battalion had the advantage of terrain, making it easy for them to take on the Okamoto Battalion one-on-one.

The Okamoto Battalion launched a three-pronged attack, but their heavy firepower was suppressed by the infantry guns and mortars of the First Battalion. One infantry gun was lost, and the other did not even dare to show its head.

The infantry groups could only rely on Bushido to force their way forward, suffering heavy casualties and unable to get close to the core defense perimeter.

Okamoto's battalion's aggressive assault was ineffective, and injuries were escalating rapidly. Major Okamoto finally calmed down, and Shinichi Aoki once again tried to persuade him:

"Let's retreat, or it'll be too late!"

Nobuhiko Okamoto was still unwilling, but this time he listened to advice and coldly shouted:

"Cease the attack and get to work!"