Anti-Japanese War: My strategist joins the game and awakens the small map!

Black Cloud Village.

As the sky gradually darkened, stars began to appear in the sky.

The wind and snow in late winter became more and more violent, so much so that a thick layer of snow covered the foot of the Heiyun Village.

At the sentry post on the wall of Heiyun Village, Liu Sangun leaned against the wall, his head always raised, staring blankly at the night falling and the stars beginning to appear.

Monk Wei, who was also at the sentry post, saw this and stood there with a sharp gaze, watching the movements outside the village.

A cold wind blew, mixed with snow.

A snowflake fell on Liu Sangun's thin face.

"Monk Wei, if my name appears in the captain's notebook one day, will you remember me?"

Liu Sangun's tone was very calm, completely different from his usual ruffian tone. This time he seemed unusually quiet.

In his opinion, he should have been happy after robbing, fighting the Japanese, and returning victorious.

But when he came back, Liu Sangun clearly saw a group of veterans carrying back their fallen soldiers while cleaning the battlefield.

Not only that, even some mutilated corpses were brought back.

After returning to the village, the regiment commander buried them in the back mountain and erected a stone tablet. Not only were their names on the stone tablet, the regiment commander also used a notebook to write down the names of the fallen soldiers.

When Liu Sangun saw this, his mind suddenly became dazed.

Since joining the army, he has met a lot of people, many friends, and many comrades-in-arms when he was in the Sichuan Army, but he discovered that he didn't even know the names of some people.

He even knew that the tall and thin comrade who entered the prisoner-of-war camp with him and died in the mine was only called Amin. He didn't know where his hometown was or his specific name.

"We are soldiers. We don't care whether they live or die. Didn't you kill five Japanese devils today? Just fight the Japanese devils here well in the future." Monk Wei did not respond directly to Liu Sangun and began to change the subject.

However, Monk Wei had never imagined what would happen after he returned today.

It was clearly a team without any organization, but suddenly he truly felt what it meant to be in the same trench.

Monk Wei heard in the team that after each battle, the names of the soldiers who died were recorded, and they said that after the war was over, they would be taken to see the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland.

After hearing this, Monk Wei was stunned for a long time.

"Hmm?" Liu Sangun listened to the last few words that Monk Wei said. His expression, which had been depressed just now, became a little strange at this time.

"Fight the Japs here properly? Didn't you say before that if we want to fight the Japs, we need to find a better team? I remember you mentioned what it was called."

"Oh, by the way, you should go and join the man called Captain Li Yunlong." Liu Sangun thought seriously for a moment, paused slightly, and said jokingly.

In the battle of Shimen Village, although Liu Sangun killed five Japanese devils, Wei Heshang was even more terrifying.

Not only was Wei Heshang's shooting much more accurate than his, but during the final charge, although he was clearly running behind him, in the blink of an eye, Wei Heshang rushed ahead of him, even running straight to the side of the battalion commander.

During the charge, Monk Wei was the most ferocious among all the soldiers, and his voice was the loudest, his cry of killing shaking the earth.

"Li Yunlong? Who is Captain Li? Why don't I remember such a person? I am now in the captain's team. I was before, I am now, and I will be in the future." Monk Wei leaned beside Liu Sangun, with his hands in his pockets, and said with a wandering look.

In this battle, Monk Wei saw what real combat effectiveness and morale were.

From the commander's overall command to the soldiers' eagerness to fight, these were things that Monk Wei had never seen or heard in his previous teams.

Especially the cooperation and mutual trust between the battalions, it was as if a regiment of more than a thousand people was a united force.

The battalion where Wei Heshang was located cleverly retreated several times to avoid the Japanese charges, and every time they pushed forward, they pinned the Japanese to the ground.

It was hard for Monk Wei to imagine that this kind of tactical command and fighting style would happen in a regimental-level battle.

Facing more than a thousand Japanese devils, they were suppressing the enemy the whole time.

After seeing this, Monk Wei knew very well that Li Yunlong probably couldn't do this.

"Who is Li Yunlong? I really don't know him." Monk Wei responded to Liu Sangun's strange look and emphasized.

"I don't know." Liu Sangun responded with a smile, then took out a black steamed bun as hard as a stone from his arms and handed it to Monk Wei.

Monk Wei broke it in half, dividing it into two halves.

Although it is hard, it is the best snack to have while on guard duty.

The wind and snow continued, and the night fell, but the lights in Heiyun Village were bright.

......

Dashimen Village.

Inside the command room of the New Second Regiment.

"You're such a stingy person, you idiot Kong. When the hell did you become such a stingy person?"

"Ding Wei and I worked so hard to come here with two entire regiments, and you not only don't give us any water to drink, but you also send us away with a few broken guns?"

Li Yunlong's voice came from the regiment's command room.

Ding Wei on the side didn't say anything. He drank tea, looked at Kong Jie seriously, and nodded in agreement with Li Yunlong from time to time.

But Ding Wei's attention was more focused on the map. Based on Kong Jie's oral description in the afternoon and after looking at the battlefield, he began to deduce Lin Tianchen's layout.

However, with every step of the deduction, Ding Wei's gaze became more serious.

Ding Wei's eyes became more and more serious, so much so that he no longer paid attention to the quarrel between Li Yunlong and Kong Jie.

"As you can see, there are only a few things left on the battlefield. Everything that can be used has been blown to pieces."

"Old Li, you also know that Zhuzi's cannons are too accurate." Kong Jie sighed and said helplessly.

But when Li Yunlong heard the word "pillar", his face instantly fell.

"Don't bring up things that are not related to the topic! I'm talking to you about the dividend." Li Yunlong said, staring at Kong Jie. Kong Jie's words were obviously a tactic to tease him.

Now everyone knows that they have been fleeced by that bastard Captain Lin, but now, Li Yunlong doesn't care about that. He also saw it when he went to Guhe Bridge.

That was a full-strength battalion of Japanese soldiers, but there were no soldiers from the New Second Regiment lying there. Even in the regimental headquarters, there were not many injured.

Li Yunlong knew that this battle was won by that impolite "ruling army".

From the time they received the news from headquarters to the time they rushed to Dashimen Village, the entire army marched for less than two hours. When they arrived here, the battle was over.

This means that it took less than an hour from the start of the war to the end to completely annihilate the enemy.

Moreover, it was a crushing annihilation, and the spoils of war were so abundant that one could imagine how rich they were just by thinking about it.

"I'm telling you, don't think you can get rid of us with these guns this time!" Li Yunlong's voice got a little louder.

But when Kong Jie heard this, he took out his pipe from his waist and said again:

"Didn't you see how those pillars fired a few shots in this battle? All the Japs who wanted to escape from the bridge jumped directly into the river. Diving in this weather, tsk tsk."

"You..." Li Yunlong's face suddenly turned red when he heard this familiar name.

"Stop wasting time and just tell me whether you'll give it to me or not." Li Yunlong stared at Kong Jie and said.

"Ding Wei, how can you just give something to a living person?" Kong Jie asked Ding Wei, who had been silent.

Kong Jie looked calm. Li Yunlong was talking about Li Yunlong's things, and he was talking about his things. Seeing Li Yunlong's somewhat broken face, he talked even more excitedly.

But Ding Wei just nodded, his attention all on the map, still deducing.

When Ding Wei nodded, Li Yunlong's defense was immediately broken, and his face flushed: "Fuck, who are you wearing the same pants with!"

Li Yunlong glared at Kong Jie, who was holding a pipe and lighting a cigarette in front of him, and his expression became increasingly ugly.

I haven't seen him for a while. When did Kong Jie become like a seasoned veteran?

Kong Jie is an honest and simple man who never points out other people's shortcomings.

Now, Zhuzi kept talking, leaving Li Yunlong unable to respond, and Ding Wei beside him didn't say anything either, which made him turn his head and look at Ding Wei with a gloomy look.

"A new group..."

Li Yunlong muttered, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Ding Wei who had been silent all the time. An idea suddenly popped up in his mind.