War of Resistance: With Three Pieces of Intelligence, I Became a Living King of Hell

“Why can the Central Army pull out while our training regiment has to stay behind and die covering their retreat?!”

After transmigrating into the Battle of Xinkou as a colonel and regimental commander, a graduate of the fourth class of Huangpu Military Academy, Huo Xiao was ordered from the start to serve as cannon fodder for allied forces.

A Juntong special agent drew his pistol and threatened him: “Disobey orders, and I’ll execute you on the spot!”

Huo Xiao raised his hand and blasted the man’s palm apart with a single shot. His adjutant then riddled him with bullets:

“You want to fill the hole with the lives of hundreds of thousands of our brothers? I’ll send you on your way first!”

At the brink of certain defeat, golden light flooded his retinas, and the [Battle Simulation Screen] activated!

Whenever he faced a critical, seemingly hopeless situation, it would reveal three top-secret intelligence reports with pinpoint accuracy:

[1. The Japanese attack on the front is a feint. Their real main force is circling around Yu Jialing.]

[2. The headquarters of the Sakata Regiment has moved back two kilometers, leaving only a single squad to defend it.]

[3. After capturing an enemy radio, transmitting on frequency 420 can directly command the Japanese heavy artillery.]

Three intelligence reports could turn the tide! He struck back with a surprise attack on Sakata’s headquarters, then used a fake radio message to trick the Japanese heavy guns into shelling their own troops!

From a few hundred scattered survivors to the “Head-Chopping Army,” feared throughout northwestern Shanxi!

When Huo Xiao arrived in the Taihang Mountains with an entirely American-equipped heavy artillery brigade, dozens of tons of sulfa drugs and canned food, and more than ten thousand battle-hardened reinforcements…

Li Yunlong’s eyes went wide: “Old Huo, give me two Type 92 infantry guns, and I’ll be your deputy regimental commander!”

The teacup in Chu Yunfei’s hand shattered on the floor: “We both came from Huangpu. How did Huo Xiao end up joining the Eighth Route Army with all that equipment?!”

Shinozuka Yoshio could hardly sleep at night: “Baka! Where did that living Yama come from?!”