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

The night was as dark as ink, the stars were hidden, the snow was falling heavily, and the wind was biting cold.

Under the night sky, the lights of Qiufeng Pavilion were extremely dazzling, and the Japanese soldiers on guard were roasting bonfires and walking around non-stop.

This is already the Japanese's sphere of influence. There are some Japanese sentry posts not far apart on every road.

There are even Japanese checkpoints at some important road intersections.

The entire Qiufeng Pavilion is a place where several railways intersect, and the surrounding area is connected to the warehouse.

On the platform, there were still many Japanese soldiers carrying things from another train to another train.

There were also some devils who moved some boxes into the warehouse.

There were even some trains where groups of Japanese soldiers would get off and transfer to another train.

From time to time, the roar of trains could be heard.

On a hill near Qiufeng Pavilion, all of this fell into Lin Tianchen's eyes.

Under the bare trees, there was still a hint of white snow and blue frost. Lin Tianchen, wearing clothes that blended in with the environment, paid close attention to all the movements on the visual map, and from time to time he used a telescope to look at the lights in the distance.

"Remember this: Area 73, sentinel point priority number one."

As soon as Lin Tianchen finished speaking, Xiao Shanzi immediately took out a map and recorded every place Lin Tianchen mentioned.

Snowflakes fell on the map. Xiao Shanzi patted the snow on the map with his red hands. His tender face was already red from the cold.

Behind them, many soldiers were lying in the snow according to the terrain.

All the soldiers were covered with a layer of snow, but they still stared at the front motionlessly, allowing the snow to bury them.

It seemed as if the thick snow on their bodies was a thick white cotton jacket given to them by God.

At this moment, Li Weiguo bent over and came to Lin Tianchen's side.

"Captain, the person has been caught and is in the back." Li Weiguo said in a low voice, his tone revealing a strong sense of seriousness.

Lin Tianchen nodded, looked at the Qiufeng Pavilion in the distance within his sight, took the map from Xiaoshanzi's hand, carefully referred to it, and confirmed that there was no problem.

Then he patted the snow off his body, slowly retreated from the top of the mountain, and walked towards the back.

Xiao Shanzi put the map away, put it in his arms, and followed Lin Tianchen.

After walking a few steps, Lin Tianchen saw three middle-aged men dressed like farmers.

This place is nearly two hundred kilometers away from Heiyun Village. They spent seven or eight days trying their best to avoid the crowds along the way. After all, this is enemy-occupied area, and Lin Tianchen is now extremely cautious.

So when he saw these three white spots acting suspiciously near Qiufeng Pavilion, Lin Tianchen did not hesitate and ordered Li Weiguo to arrest these three people.

There was no way he would ruin a nearly 200-kilometer run because of three people.

"What are your names? Who are you?" Lin Tianchen looked at the three of them.

As soon as the voice came out, a middle-aged man wearing a thick cotton coat standing next to the three people immediately said:

"My name is Wu Minsheng. The three of us are villagers from the nearby Qiufeng Village. We came here to collect herbs. Since the Japanese invaders arrived in this place, no villagers dared to come here to dig Acanthopanax, so we thought..."

As Wu Minsheng spoke, he subconsciously glanced around. From what he saw, there were about three to four hundred people, all wearing the same military uniform, brand new light blue clothing.

Moreover, the surroundings were extremely quiet. If he hadn't gotten closer, he wouldn't have known that there were two or three hundred people here. It was obvious that they had extremely high military literacy.

"Villagers? Picking herbs?" Lin Tianchen naturally would not believe this excuse. This place is so close to the Japanese train transfer station, and it is at night. Who is picking herbs here?

But Lin Tianchen didn't have time to verify their words now.

"Tie them up and keep a close eye on them. Don't let them leave here until the war is over."

Lin Tianchen whispered, and Li Weiguo immediately understood and started to do it.

"I know you guys are planning to take down these devils. There are quite a few of them!"

When Lin Tianchen heard this, he stopped and looked at the middle-aged man named Wu Minsheng.

"Tell me what else you know."

"There are more than 2,000 permanent Japanese soldiers here, and more than 1,000 mobile Japanese soldiers."

"Those trains are full of Japanese devils." Wu Minsheng said in a serious tone.

Wu Minsheng had been scouting the movements of the Japanese for a long time and reported the information to the independent regiment.

But he didn't expect that soon after he reported it, he received feedback from his superiors to keep a close eye on this transit train station. He didn't expect that he would encounter an armed team here on a routine basis.

"What else?" Lin Tianchen asked again.

"Although there are only this group of devils around here, their number is several times greater than yours."

"And..." Wu Minsheng hesitated for a moment and then said.

"I heard that many times the guerrillas tried to attack the devils here, but they all failed."

"The Japanese are nearby. There are many secret sentries and ambush points. The firepower points almost cover the entire Qiufeng Pavilion."

"It's only on this distant hilltop, far from the train station, that there are no sentry posts. If you get a little closer, you'll be discovered before you can even get close to the Japanese."

Wu Minsheng thought about it and decided to persuade them not to make unnecessary sacrifices.

Although no one knew which side this team belonged to, anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were planning to attack Qiufeng Pavilion in the distance.

But with such a small number of troops, he didn't think he could defeat the Japanese in Qiufengting.

Lin Tianchen pondered over it. He didn't believe a single word of the excuse like collecting herbs. Even the professionalism displayed made him feel that the person was most likely a spy from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army or the Eighth Route Army.

Seeing that Lin Tianchen did not respond but instead looked at him, Wu Minsheng said again:

"Too many people have died in this Autumn Wind Pavilion."

"Take my advice, it's better to be a spark than to hit a stone with an egg."