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

Autumn Wind Pavilion.

When snowflakes fall on the Autumn Wind Pavilion, they will be melted by the flames burning here.

As time went by, the sound of artillery on the battlefield gradually died down throughout Qiufeng Pavilion, but sporadic gunshots could still be heard.

After giving Li Ergou the order to collect the telephone line, Zhuzi at the foot of the hill quickly ran towards Lin Tianchen.

It can be said that this battle wiped out all the family wealth. On the map that Lin Tianchen gave him, several trains were specially marked as not to be blown up.

After all, people say that Zhuzi is stupid, but he knows that there must be good stuff in it.

After getting closer, he saw Lin Tianchen asking Sun Desheng to pull the horse, and he understood that the captain was going to get something good.

"Second Battalion sentry, alert. Wang Jiantang, have the First Battalion quickly clean up the battlefield at Qiufeng Pavilion. Li Weiguo, go open all the doors on the train over there and have the soldiers unload everything inside."

"Ding Jiaguo, take your men to clean up the burning tent area on the right side of Qiufeng Pavilion on the northern railway. Be careful..."

When Lin Tianchen saw the three people cleaning up the battlefield, he found some red dots of the Japanese devils on the burning camp through the visual map.

How could I not understand that he was pretending to be dead? What kind of Bushido spirit was this? When facing life and death, I was still scared when I saw the Japanese being burned to death.

If one or two of them were killed by the Japanese soldiers pretending to be dead, he would be heartbroken.

Lin Tianchen was quite satisfied with this battle. Compared with the regimental-level battle in Dashimen Village, the coordination of the entire regiment was obviously much more tacit.

He also pulled the telephone line for the first time, and the effect was obvious. It not only allowed for artillery strikes, but also allowed for timely command on the front line.

With the success of the first attempt, he felt that setting up a logistics company would allow him to better arrange these telephone lines. At that time, he could even use the telephone lines to command Wang Jiantang and others to make fine adjustments to tactics and strategies.

After a while, Ding Jiaguo and his men carefully entered the right wing of Qiufeng Pavilion. After a while, the gunshots from that side became particularly dense.

At the same time, Li Weiguo also led people to start cleaning the train in detail and clearing out these hidden Japanese devils.

When Xiao Hai saw that Li Xianling's shot missed, he immediately patted Li Xianling on the forehead.

"Li Xianling, where's your accuracy when you just fired the heavy machine gun? What's wrong? Is this gun too light or not powerful enough? Don't you know that the battalion commander hates the defeated army the most? Hit them hard."

While complaining, he quickly raised his gun and pulled the trigger. The Japanese soldiers crawling in front of them suddenly stopped moving.

"Their entire battalion fought like crazy, rushing forward to finish off the enemy. Even if it was less than ten meters away, I could still hit them."

Li Xianling looked somewhat helpless after being criticized so harshly by Xiao Hai.

The battalion commander hated the defeated army, how could he not know it? However, due to the distance and angle, his shooting was of course not that accurate.

He saw the first battalion clearly, the moment the flag was raised.

The entire first battalion seemed to be at a disadvantage and suppressed by the Japanese, but the moment the artillery shells fell and the flags were raised as the signal for the general attack, they became a bunch of fucking lunatics.

Li Xianling really can't forget Wang Jiantang charging with a machine gun.

This time, the second battalion did not kill as many as the first battalion.

Under the leadership of the teacher, the entire camp seemed to be energized. He thought the two of them were strong enough, but when comparing one camp to another, there was still a big gap, especially in terms of momentum.

Logically speaking, the battalion commander's aura was already fierce enough, but the teacher's aura was even more fierce.

"This guy is a fucking teacher..." Li Xianling muttered and sighed softly.

In the distance at Qiufeng Pavilion, a group of people were looking out with all their might.

"Captain, it looks like they're done fighting. Should we go help them?"

One of the soldiers watched the team cleaning up the battlefield below Qiufeng Pavilion, and bursts of gunfire were heard from time to time.

After saying that, he lowered his head to look at his gun, then looked at the soldiers in the distance, his eyes somewhat complicated.

Wang Fu looked a little dazed. He was originally planning to go and help, but suddenly the Japanese soldiers who seemed so powerful to them were defeated in almost an instant.

More than 2,000 devils were killed just like that...

Wang Fu stared at the warrior who was still finishing off the enemy at Qiufeng Pavilion in the distance, his eyes revealing shock.

With amazing fighting skills, the Japanese soldiers who were so terrifying in his eyes were actually so invincible that a team of about forty Japanese soldiers could chase away hundreds of them.

But what he saw now...Wang Fu was filled with disbelief.

He knew very well the fighting power of the Japanese soldiers in Qiufengting, but in front of him, it was as easy as a strong man beating a six or seven-year-old child.

He even felt that when the flag fluttered in the wind, the Japanese would naturally be defeated.

After he came over, all he saw were the Japanese soldiers passively being beaten and bombarded.

During this period of time, the balance of battle at the regimental level began to tilt, even though the Japanese had the advantage in numbers and terrain.

This made Wang Fu unable to recover for a long time.

"Captain, what should we do now?" A soldier held the explosive pack, looking a little embarrassed.

Originally, some young people in the village spontaneously organized themselves and came here to blow up the railway.

But now, not only are they of no use at all, the entire Qiufeng Pavilion has been bombed. Compared with this team, they really are not up to par.

"Captain, they are all teams fighting against the Japanese. Can we join them..."

There were also many soldiers who had seen the battle at Qiufeng Pavilion below, and at this moment they had already begun to think about joining in.

After all, they are now rootless and have no organization. They are just a local armed force organized spontaneously by the villagers.

"Haven't we already contacted the Independent Regiment? We'll go to Yangcun after we finish this job."

Another soldier next to Wang Fu thought for a moment and spoke.

Wang Fu looked at the team that was cleaning up the battlefield, and did not respond immediately, nor did he act rashly.

After all, this team had just finished a battle and was cleaning up the battlefield. If they went down rashly like this, there might be an accidental discharge of gunfire.

Moreover, this battle had a very strong impact on him.

He was also a commander of a team. Just in terms of judging the battlefield situation and combat command, he truly felt that the gap between him and the powerful commanders was like an insurmountable chasm, and the gap was even greater than he had imagined.

The team in front of him, whether it was the firepower or the coordination among the thousands of people, made him feel that this team was like one person, sharing the same brain.

This feeling was very intuitive, which made Wang Fu look at the team in front of him thoughtfully. However, when he was scanning, three figures made Wang Fu stunned.

"Isn't this Wu Minsheng and the others? They were kidnapped?"

Wang Fu looked at the three figures appearing in the distance with a puzzled look on his face.