Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

On June 1942, 6, the land of northern Shaanxi, located in the enemy-occupied area, was in ruins and desolation, as if shrouded in the shadow of misfortune.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, pouring down its scorching rays mercilessly, baking the war-torn land dry and scorched.

Although the sky is blue, it is too pale and weak. Without the embellishment of clouds, the sunlight appears even more dazzling and cruel, ruthlessly ravaging the earth.

The breeze brought not the warm breath that summer should have, but a pungent smell mixed with scorched earth and gunpowder smoke, dry and heavy, as if the land was sighing silently.

The trees on the roadside were sparse, and most of them had only broken branches and arms left, swaying barely in the wind. The rustling sound they made was no longer humming summer songs, but a painful hum.

The sparse branches and leaves were covered with dust and lifeless. The cicadas' chirping became sparse and weak, as if the vitality was taken away by the depressing atmosphere. The weak calls not only did not add to the liveliness, but made it even more desolate.

The wilderness is no longer full of life and vigor, but is replaced by a wasteland.

The wild flowers that once bloomed wildly have long since disappeared, leaving only a piece of charred earth, with the occasional withered weeds swaying in the wind, struggling feebly.

Small animals such as hares and voles have disappeared, leaving only a dead silence, as if life has been ruthlessly strangled here.

The rolling hills in the distance were no longer green, but had been scorched grey by the flames of war, as if they were covered with a tattered black robe.

Most of the vegetation on the mountain was burned, revealing bare rocks that exuded an air of decay under the sunlight.

The villages that were once scattered across this land are now beyond recognition.

Many houses collapsed and fell into ruin, and the ruins looked particularly desolate under the scorching sun.

Most of the chimneys on the roof had broken, and no more wisps of smoke rose. Only a few were still barely emitting a few wisps of black smoke, but they were also shaky and soon dissipated in the gloomy air.

The village was silent. No more children's cheerful laughter could be heard. Only dead silence remained.

Occasionally, you can see a few ragged and haggard villagers wandering alone in the ruins, their eyes full of helplessness and despair.

The whole village is filled with an atmosphere of decline, and the former tranquility has long disappeared without a trace.

Beneath this seemingly lifeless land, a life-and-death battle that could rewrite the Northwest War situation and even affect the course of the national war is quietly and fiercely brewing under this dilapidated and desolate appearance, just like the hot magma surging underground.

Shajiadian, a small village located in the northwest of Mizhi County, has undoubtedly become the core focus of this battle due to its unique geographical location in this ever-changing situation.

It sits lonely and dilapidated in this war-torn land, adjacent to the vast yet barren Mu Us Desert to the north.

At this moment, there was no trace of golden light shining in the desert. Although the sun was still scorching, the yellow sand had long been shrouded in the haze of war, appearing a dull and depressing khaki color.

Strong winds swept through from time to time, raising dust all over the sky, and the sand and gravel hit the face painfully. The heat wave was no longer as hot as a burning sea of fire, but carried the breath of death and despair, as if this desert was being swallowed by some invisible dark force.

Most of the drought-resistant plants that once existed in the desert have now withered and died. Only a few are left, and they are also withered, struggling weakly in the wind and sand.

The rare touch of green has now become extremely pale and may be completely wiped out by this barren desert at any time.

To the east, the once surging and majestic Yellow River has now lost its former vitality.

The river water no longer sparkles and shines, but is replaced by turbidity and deathly silence.

Various debris were floating on the river, including broken branches, tattered clothes, and even some remains of unknown people, moving slowly with the slow and heavy water flow.

The river no longer roared and roared, with waves shaking the sky, but instead made a low and dull whimper, as if telling of the suffering brought by the war.

The mud on the shore was pitted and in ruins by the bombardment, which had nothing to do with the warm atmosphere of summer, but only endless desolation and decay.

To the southwest, the winding Wuding River no longer flows happily.

The river water became extremely turbid, the sand and stones at the bottom of the river were stirred into a blur, and the water plants no longer danced like green elves, but were withered and drooping, swaying weakly with the flow of water, as if their lives were about to come to an end.

The terrain on both sides of the Wuding River, which was once complex with gullies and rolling hills, has now been ravaged beyond recognition by war.

Most of the vegetation on the mountains was burned, leaving only charred branches and dead leaves. The gullies were filled with rubble and debris. The once dangerous terrain was now left in ruins and desolation. It no longer had the mystery and seclusion, only endless desolation.

In this devastated and seemingly lifeless area, the enemy is like a wolf hiding in the dark, watching for every opportunity and ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

For the Cheetah Field Army, the current Shajiadian is undoubtedly a huge test. It is both a desperate situation full of crises and a place of hope for a Jedi counterattack.

At this moment, the Cheetah Field Army is facing unprecedented severe challenges.

Our army is short of men, poorly supplied, and has not yet established a firm foothold;

However, the enemy's strength increased greatly after receiving technical and weapons support from Omanrek.

They were equipped with advanced 155mm cannons and M1 tanks;

As for individual weapons such as recoilless guns and rocket launchers that can deal with armored vehicles, they are even equipped to platoon-level units.

I need to clarify here: the rocket launcher mentioned here refers to a rocket launcher. At that time, rocket launchers were called rocket launchers, not rocket launchers like Katyusha.

These advanced weapons are like sharp fangs, making the enemy more confident on the battlefield.

The enemy commander Gu Shousan was ambitious. He wanted to take advantage of the moment when our army might relax its vigilance due to fatigue from the war and the hot weather, and launch a surprise attack to wipe out the main force of the Cheetah Field Army in one fell swoop, thus bringing the entire Northwest region under his control.

In order to achieve this sinister goal, Gu Shousan put a lot of thought into mobilizing troops and showed his cunning.

Liu Shen led the main force of the ZB29 Army and marched cautiously along the lifeless Yellow River.

The ZB29 Army had a strength of 5 men.

As for Jiang Wufa, an ordinary army-level organization usually has a strength of around 3 people.

But the ZB29 Army, its ZB36 Division alone has people!

The Yellow River in summer was no longer surging, but slow and heavy, with the smell of decay and death permeating the water, which brought many unspeakable difficulties to the march.

The sound of the team's march was swallowed up by the depressing atmosphere. They were like a group of ghosts, carrying endless gloom, heading straight towards Jiaxian County, trying to cut off the Cheetah Field Army's retreat and force our army into a desperate situation.

At the same time, Zhong Ling, commander of the ZB36 Division, relied on his powerful troops to lead his troops to advance alone and head south from Yulin.

This unit was like a blood-stained dagger, rushing towards its predetermined target regardless of everything, attempting to form a pincer attack from the north and south with the ZB76 Division led by Liu Shen himself, and encircle and annihilate the Cheetah Field Army in the narrow area at the junction of Mizhi, Jiaxian and Yulin counties.

Gu Shousan's conspiracy goes far beyond this.

He also ordered the C1 Army, C16 Army and other troops to encircle the enemy from the north.

其中，C1军也有4万5千人；C16军3万人。

These troops struggled forward through the mountains, which were once lushly vegetated but now only had dead branches and leaves.

The trees were blown to pieces by the artillery fire, and the charred trunks were lying here and there. The lush forests of summer were long gone, leaving only a dead silence.

The troops moved with difficulty in the ruins, using the only remaining terrain for cover, approaching silently, trying to cut off our army's retreat to the north and form an impenetrable encirclement.

The C90 Army and the C80 Army launched an aggressive attack from the south.

They advanced along the rugged and cratered mountain road under the scorching sun with a chilling momentum.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the valley, but it could no longer arouse any response of life, only endless roars and the shaking of ruins.

They tried to coordinate closely with enemy forces in other directions to trap the Cheetah Field Army in the middle, making it unable to escape.

The defeated generals of the C57th and C17th Armies also gathered their troops and took charge of the eastern defense line.

They set up numerous defense lines near the lifeless Yellow River and in the surrounding shattered mountains, and the fortifications they built looked extremely gloomy.

The fortifications were surrounded by barbed wire, trenches and sandbags, but these could not hide the dilapidated state of the area.

This place is like a huge tomb, ready to bury all life at any time, like an insurmountable high wall, preventing the Cheetah Field Army from breaking out to the east.

The C13 Army, C15 Army and other troops were on high alert in the west.

They relied on the complex terrain that was shattered by the war to set up dense firepower points.

The former terrain advantage has now turned into ruins. The firepower points exist abruptly in this wasteland, like a bloody mouth, like a tight net, ensuring that our army cannot escape from the west.

On the vast land of northern Shaanxi, a life-and-death battle that would affect the war situation in the northwest and even the fate of the entire country was quietly brewing like a storm hidden in the dark.

Faced with such a serious situation, General Shi, commander-in-chief of the Cheetah Field Army, remained unusually calm.

At this moment, he was standing in the command center, his posture upright, like a towering mountain.

The atmosphere in the command center was a little tense. Staff officers came and went, passing on various pieces of information, but General Shi remained unmoved.

His eyes were firm and calm as he stared intently at the huge battle map on the wall, his eyes revealing a wisdom that saw through everything.

In his mind, various tactical plans, terrain information and enemy movements were constantly intertwined and collided, and he was constantly thinking about how to break the deadlock.

General Shi knew very well that although the complex and unfavorable terrain in the Shajiatuan area brought many unimaginable difficulties to the Cheetah Field Army, it was also an excellent opportunity given by God.

He firmly believed that as long as he could cleverly utilize the terrain characteristics and carefully plan tactics, he would be able to turn the passive situation into the active one, launch a beautiful ambush, completely smash the enemy's offensive plan, lead the troops out of this seemingly desperate predicament, and win this crucial battle.

Soon, General Shi made a quick decision, began to mobilize troops, and launched an elaborate plan.

The First Armored Column, like a cheetah lurking in the grass, quietly and covertly assembled in the northeast of Zhenchuanbao.

The 41A tanks and infantry fighting vehicles are arranged in an orderly manner. Their bodies are cleverly camouflaged by the summer vegetation, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment. Without careful observation, it is difficult to detect their existence.

The soldiers in the car were on high alert. Although the summer heat made their clothes soaked with sweat, and the sweat slid down their cheeks and soaked their collars, their eyes revealed immense determination and expectation.

Everyone was waiting for the order to attack, ready to rush towards the enemy like an arrow.