War of Resistance: You Call This a Security Regiment?

The flames of war rise over Shanghai, as the lowly dare to shake the land. As Xie Xuan stands bewildered, clutching the tattered armband of the local security corps, all of Shanghai assumes his name is just another entry on the list of cannon fodder. But as he witnesses the Japanese army’s atrocities and burns with rage, a cold mechanical voice suddenly rings in his mind: [Weapon Expert System activated!] Kill enemies to get materials and unlock new weapons! “A Zhongzheng rifle? Not enough! I want an M249!” “Wooden-handle grenades? Junk! Get me some robotic dogs!” “What? Squad leader privileges unlock body armor? I’ve got to get promoted!” From a ragtag member of the local security corps to the “Ghost Unit” that strikes terror into the Japanese, Xie Xuan and his brothers fight their way through the blood-soaked battlefields of Shanghai! “Hey, Japs, times have changed. My guns are made to deal with your bushido!” Flame-spewing iron beasts appear in the street battles of Zhabei, their tracks crushing Japanese armored vehicles as easily as tearing paper. Matsui roars into the phone: “Their backyard workshop can build Type 3 tanks with reactive armor?!” In the foggy night on the Huangpu River, a colossal steel silhouette glides through the water. As its 130mm naval guns thunder, a British observer smashes his whiskey glass. “Bloody hell! This battleship’s fire-control system is more advanced than the Royal Navy’s!” When Xie Xuan’s armored forces tear through the Japanese Eleventh Division’s defenses, Nationalist army staff officers snap their pencils as they stare at the map. “Why can his mortar shells travel thirty kilometers and take out the command post of Kameda’s brigade in a single shot?!”