The Russian Far East Army had established its position in Shenyang, pouring every ounce of its strength into advancing further. Months had passed since the war began, and reinforcements continued to arrive steadily. Yet the overall size of the army remained unchanged—soldiers fell in endless numbers, their ranks replenished by raw recruits fresh from the barracks.
"What is the situation on the frontlines?"
"With Yingkou secured, we can advance along the coastline, but…"
"Anshan remains impenetrable."
"It's only a matter of time, though."
"I know. The problem is we don't have time."
The battlefront had crystallized into three key theaters: Anshan, Yingkou, and Lüshun. Lüshun was purely defensive, while Yingkou and Anshan served as sites of relentless offensives. Yet everywhere, except Lüshun, was a simultaneous theater of attack and defense—a deadly stalemate.
