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

Black Cloud Village.

The warm sun is half-shaded, and the wind and snow are still blowing.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the village has changed its style.

Several outposts in the village and under the eaves are decorated with lights and colorful lights, creating a festive atmosphere.

During these few days, Lin Tianchen ordered the soldiers to rest for three days for the first time and not to undergo high-intensity training. However, morning jogging and guarding at sentry posts remained as usual.

In the Juyi Hall, Zhao Gang sat at his seat. On the table were large white steamed buns made of wheat flour and even some meat.

These were all obtained by Wang Jiantang by exchanging some supplies from nearby villagers. Heiyun Village is in the back mountain and they also raise some poultry.

"Is it Zhao Zheng-Wei or Song Zheng-Wei?" Lin Tianchen said with a smile as he looked at Zhao Gang sitting in front of him.

Lin Tianchen had actually guessed it before. The so-called Song Gang was actually Zhao Gang from the Independent Regiment, but he didn't expose it at the time.

"Captain Lin, you're joking. Under the current situation, we have to be careful." Zhao Gang smiled slightly. He naturally knew that Lin Tianchen's words had opened up the topic of conversation between the two.

"Sun Desheng, take the things out."

Zhao Gang looked back at Sun Desheng and gestured for him to bring up the things he brought.

Upon hearing this, Sun Desheng immediately walked forward with several soldiers, carrying some cotton-padded clothes and some wedding invitations for the New Year.

There weren't many things, but the sentiment was great. After all, he was able to produce so many things. Li Yunlong even scolded Zhao Gang for being a spendthrift. According to Li Yunlong, it was a good thing that he didn't take anything from Lin Tianchen.

Lin Tianchen was originally sitting quietly, but suddenly, his expression froze, and he looked at Sun Desheng who was carrying something, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

"You're welcome, brother. Please take a seat."

Lin Tianchen said with a smile, and his eyes unconsciously signaled to Li Weiguo beside him: "Take the things and put them in the backyard."

In fact, the moment Sun Desheng's name was called, Li Weiguo's eyes flashed slightly. After all, he had heard the regiment commander mutter more than once that the cavalry company was short of Sun Desheng.

Responding to Lin Tianchen's gaze, Li Weiguo knew that Sun Desheng, whom the captain wanted, had appeared.

Li Weiguo immediately picked up his things and walked to the back. In the back hall of Juyi Hall, he found the man who was wiping the pillar of the gun barrel. There were soldiers from the artillery platoon learning next to him.

"Zhu Zi, do you know Sun Desheng?" Li Weiguo approached, half-knelt next to Zhu Zi, and asked in a gentle tone.

"Of course I know him. He and I both used to follow Captain Li in the New 1st Regiment." Upon hearing this, Zhuzi paused slightly and responded seriously.

"Zhu Zi, do me a favor and see if you can get Sun Desheng over here. He is now coming with the political commissar of the independent regiment." Li Weiguo sat next to Zhu Zi and said in a serious tone, his eyes occasionally observing Zhu Zi's reaction.

But when Zhuzi heard this, his face turned a little embarrassed.

"That's not good. Sun Desheng is a very loyal and righteous person."

"Don't you know that the captain has lost his appetite because of this person?"

Zhuzi's face paused, and the hesitation in his expression faded a little.

"And we can trade equipment with Captain Li. His independent regiment has just been established, and they don't have a cavalry company. As the saying goes, we should make the best use of everything and everyone. Most importantly, the captain has been talking about this for a long time. How can you bear to..."

"Let me try...."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhuzi finally nodded.

......

Inside the Juyi Hall.

Sun Desheng's eyes were always scanning the lobby.

Because of Li Yunlong's order, he always wanted to find the pillar, but just as Sun Desheng was looking for it, a familiar figure sounded from behind him.

"Sun Desheng, here."

A familiar voice appeared, and Sun Desheng turned around to see a familiar figure with a bright smile on his face, waving at him.

After a moment of hesitation, he looked at Lin Tianchen and Zhao Gang who were chatting excitedly, thought for a moment, and walked towards the pillar.

"Zhu Zi, I feel like you've gained a lot of weight..." Sun Desheng said with a smile on his face as soon as they met.

After all, this person has seen it, and the task given by the team leader is half completed. As long as he talks to Zhuzi nicely, Zhuzi can go back.

If all else fails, he can just bring up the commander's order. However, looking at Zhuzi's figure, Sun Desheng unexpectedly discovered that the boy seemed to have gained weight and looked much more energetic.

"A little..." Zhuzi said with a smile. He was quite happy to see Sun Desheng. The two had not seen each other since the battle in Cangyun Ridge.

Seeing Sun Desheng about to speak again, Zhuzi smiled and spoke first:

"Actually, I also want to go back to Captain Li, but think about it, as an artilleryman, how many shots can I fire at Captain Li's place?"

"I can't shoot accurately, let alone fight with a bayonet. I'm useless in every battle."

"But you don't know, after I came here, the artillery fire never stopped. You don't know that last time we ambushed the Japanese in Wanjia Town, I killed at least sixty of them."

"Why did we join the army? Isn't it to fight the Japanese?"

"Besides, I'm the artillery platoon leader now, with more than a dozen guns. Just imagine how many Japanese soldiers I can kill."

"I feel like my artillery skills have improved a lot here."

Zhuzi is honest, but that doesn't mean he has no ideas. Although he really likes shooting cannons and likes cannonballs, this is not the real reason why he stays here.

After every battle, Zhuzi was excited because he knew that he had used his expertise to help the team win a battle.

He also didn't have to worry about not having enough shells, nor did he have to haggle over a single shell.

Moreover, under the command of the regiment commander, he can provide a lot of help to the team. After returning, he has to carefully calculate every artillery shell he faces. Most of the time, he still holds a gun, but he can't shoot accurately.

The fundamental reason for staying here is that I can best demonstrate my value here.

Sun Desheng listened carefully, a little dazed. It was hard for him to imagine that Zhuzi, who was so silly before, would say such words.

Because things were exactly as Zhuzi said. When he was in the New 1st Regiment, Zhuzi had almost nothing to do after firing every shell. However, in the New 1st Regiment, shells were precious, and each shell would be used only after careful consideration.

He also knew about the battles in Wanjia Town and Dashimen Village, especially in Dashimen Village, where he saw the large and small bomb craters in front of Guhe Bridge.

These densities show how much fun it is to hit the pillars. With the nourishment of these shells, the pillars, which were already very strong, may have been improved a lot.

"So, I've thought it over and decided to stay here." Zhuzi's tone was a little hesitant, but he finally spoke.

After Zhuzi finished speaking, he paused slightly and continued, "Actually, we still have a battalion of horses here. Although we ate a little bit of them before arriving at Black Cloud Village due to food shortages, we still have nearly two hundred horses being raised in the back mountains."

Zhuzi knew Sun Desheng's character well. If he told Sun Desheng directly, he would definitely not stay, because Sun Desheng was the same kind of person as him.

A battalion of horses, nearly two hundred horses, are useless... Sun Desheng's hands itched unconsciously, this is simply a waste of resources.

"Keeping it alive?"

"Yes, I have been raising them, but horse meat is a bit tough and not tasty."

After hearing Zhuzi's last sentence, Sun Desheng felt like he was about to jump up. These batches of war horses were not used to kill the Japanese on the battlefield, but were actually used to eat.

When Sun Desheng heard this, his face became extremely ugly.

Having said that, he didn't want to continue chatting because he found that the more he talked, the more he felt like his heart was bleeding.

The person who knows you best can touch you the deepest.

As a horse lover, Sun Desheng really didn't want to hear this.