Southern guerrilla warfare: I led the Red Seventh Army Corps to amassed a million troops.

"If I were to personally command, regardless of casualties... breaking through the enemy's outer perimeter and then using explosives to blast open a corner of the city wall, no problem." Zhou Zeyuan raised his head, his gaze as calm as a deep pool of water.

"As for taking over the entire city of Fuzhou, forget about it. My expectation is that we can occupy a section of the city wall and hold out until dawn by relying on the city wall fortifications, then we will have accomplished our mission."

"Oh, right, we could also try attacking the enemy's provincial government building. If we're lucky, we might be able to plant the red flag there."

Le Shaohua slammed his hand on the table. "Cheers!"

His eyes shone with an unprecedented light. "No more words! Let's do it! Comrade Zeyuan, I fully support you!"

"It doesn't matter if the red flag can't be planted on the provincial government building; it can be planted on the city wall of Fuzhou! Just bring a camera, and when dawn breaks, capture this scene—that will be a major victory! Enough to shake the whole country!"

Zhou Zeyuan glanced at him with some surprise and teased, "Oh, Comrade Political Commissar, I really didn't expect you to say something so reasonable. I thought you would at least ask me to occupy the provincial government as much as possible, or even take over the whole city."

Le Shaohua snorted, "What do you take me for? You underestimate my military judgment! Having fought all this way, I can still understand the basic battlefield situation."

"It's already quite an achievement to have made such a rapid advance and broken through the city walls. The casualties will be heavy, and we'll probably be running out of ammunition."

"Under these circumstances, forcing an advance into the city and engaging in street fighting would be tantamount to suicide. Although I, Le Shaohua, want to win, I also don't want to see my troops wasted."

Zhou Zeyuan said "Oh," realizing that Le Shaohua knew nothing about the secret of the Flying Thunder Cannon.

In his mind, even if they could break through the city walls, it would be a Pyrrhic victory achieved by sacrificing lives, a miracle created under immense difficulties.

If they could barely manage to do this, and even hold onto a section of the city wall until dawn, that would already be considered a miracle.

To order troops to advance deeper into the city under such circumstances would be utter madness.

Zhou Zeyuan and Su Yu exchanged a glance without making a sound.

Very good, the purpose of keeping the secret weapon is now revealed.

If the political commissar knew that they possessed such a "super weapon"—capable of sending over ten kilograms of explosives into the city and collapsing the city walls after just a few rounds of bombing—it would be a disaster.

Tonight's battle order will likely change from occupying a section of the city wall to occupying the provincial government building and capturing the Kuomintang provincial chairman alive.

At that moment, the two of them made up their minds in tacit agreement!

It must be kept secret, and kept secret from everyone.

We need to recruit 3,000 people, all of whom must be veterans with combat experience. Simply selecting from the 7th Red Army Division is definitely not enough.

The core members of the First Division, the Second Division, the Third Division, and even the entire Seventh Red Army Corps were to be selected, with more than half of them being chosen.

The selection method was also very simple: reduce the burden on infantry companies one by one, and temporarily assign new recruits and soldiers with weaker physical fitness to other units.

Zhou Zeyuan put a lot of thought into the selection of the team commander.

This is also a small function of the cheat software: when the situation is dire, it can fully demonstrate the resilience of the subordinates.

Regardless of their abilities, Zhou Zeyuan selected a group of bold commanders who are definitely capable of handling things.

Moreover, he is generally respected and rarely fails to command at crucial moments.

The troops marched forward while simultaneously assembling and reorganizing, without wasting a single minute.

The 7th Red Army Division, which was originally scheduled to attack Minqing County, temporarily canceled its operation. The elite troops that were transferred out continued eastward to pave the way for the follow-up troops transferred from the remaining three divisions.

The remaining troops continued preparations for the siege, waiting for the legion headquarters to arrive before taking the small city.

It can be said that Su Yu has done her best in planning.

However, Zhou Zeyuan was still somewhat dissatisfied. It took the vanguard two hours to clear out the outposts on the outskirts of Minhou County.

They also needed to capture the county town that night and continue their advance towards Fuzhou, so time was very tight.

As for the fact that there's still a daytime tomorrow, I'm sorry, the daytime is for rest.

The current situation in Fuzhou dictates that even if he arrives early, he must schedule the operation for the night.

Especially when there is harassment from enemy aircraft, going out at night and hiding during the day is the most efficient way.

The smoke from the bombed-out bunker had not yet dissipated.

Zhou Zeyuan strode over and bumped into Liu Feng, who was directing his troops to clean up the battlefield.

Liu Feng looked up, saw the person approaching, paused for a moment, then quickly ran over and saluted: "Commander, what brings you here? This place isn't completely cleared yet, it's too dangerous!"

Zhou Zeyuan glanced at the enemy corpses lying haphazardly around him and the assault team members slumped on the ground, panting, his tone tinged with displeasure:

"It's not just me who's come, it's the entire assault force. You, as the vanguard, are almost joining the main force, and you still haven't cleared the outskirts of the county town?"

Liu Feng blushed, knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, and readily admitted his mistake: "Commander, I apologize! It was indeed my oversight."

"We originally thought that with only two security squadrons, we could clear the outer perimeter in an hour at most. But the enemy's resistance was unexpectedly fierce, and it took a full two hours to capture those key bunkers."

But Zhou Zeyuan was not appeased by this. The battlefield is full of unexpected situations, and there are countless situations that are more complicated and troublesome than this.

If the mission cannot be completed due to unforeseen circumstances, then what is the point of having a commander?

"Liu Feng, things are different now. We're deep in enemy territory, and every second counts. Being frugal in normal times is called being good at managing money. But you're fighting a war, not keeping accounts."

"I put you in the vanguard position to give you a chance to lead independently, but what did you do? Worried about casualties, you fought timidly and hesitantly. Did you just ignore my words?"

Liu Feng's face turned pale and then red, his lips trembled a couple of times, but in the end he didn't dare to argue.

He knew his superior was right; he was overthinking things. He wanted to show off, to prove he could stand on his own, and to win a decisive battle that would shut everyone up.

But the more he thought about it, the less he dared to deploy his troops; he felt a pang of regret for even firing a single shell.

In the end, showing off turned into losing face.

"Commander, I...I was wrong." His voice was a little hoarse. "I didn't seize the opportunity you gave me."

"Alright, alright, men, stop acting like you're going to die. It was my oversight; your personality is naturally more stable, so I shouldn't have assigned you this job."

Zhou Zeyuan offered a word of comfort, then took the opportunity to advise, "Old Liu, you must remember, there are many meanings in life. You don't necessarily have to be the protagonist. You can still leave a lasting legacy by doing an outstanding supporting role!"

Liu Feng took a deep breath, wiped his face hard with his sleeve, and cleaned away the embarrassing moisture. When he looked up, his eyes were still a little sore, but he had regained his composure.

"Commander, I've taken your words to heart. But I took the vanguard position myself, and if I didn't do a good job, I didn't do a good job. It has nothing to do with your opinion. Don't try to make excuses for me."

Zhou Zeyuan glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Liu Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Oh right, Commander, there's something I almost forgot. This battle has been so difficult, and it's not just a problem with my command; there's actually a new situation."