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

Outside Cangyun Ridge.

As the sun sets, the blood-red sunset paints the entire sky.

Wang Jiantang held the death flag on his body upright, and none of the soldiers behind him said a word.

The flag with the word "death" was hoisted high, fluttering in the wind under the blood-red setting sun, and a figure in front strode forward.

There was no need to say too much goodbye, everything was left unsaid.

However, when Wang Jiantang and his group just reached the village entrance, they saw a large group of people from Ding Jiaguo appear.

"We'll go with you."

Ding Jiaguo's expression was very serious, and his eyes were always on Lin Tianchen while he was speaking. His military uniform was a little dirty at the moment, but it was very neatly arranged.

The sixteen Shanxi-Suiyuan Army soldiers behind him stood tall and straight in two rows behind Ding Jiaguo.

When Lin Tianchen first met Ding Jiaguo, he knew that this man had a military pride.

After all, even though they were a defeated army, they did not throw away their weapons and armor and maintained discipline.

I originally wanted to recruit the other party, but the incident happened suddenly.

But now, when he saw Ding Jiaguo appear with weapons, he planned to go with him.

"Am I not as good as you?"

Ding Jiaguo said with his chest puffed out.

Since they were disbanded, they have been retreating and losing all the way, but his Ding family country has never been a coward, even though they have been defeated.

In the 357th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, their company was the spearhead company of the regiment. Every time the regiment retreated, they were at the back, and every time they charged, they were always at the front.

Lin Tianchen took off one of the two guns on his shoulders and handed it over.

"You can follow me, but follow my instructions."

However, his tone was extremely firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Because Lin Tianchen knew very well that on the battlefield, if there were two different voices commanding a battle in a unit, then the battle would definitely be lost.

It is even more necessary to say these things since Ding Jiaguo is joining with his own team. If he were to bring along a team that disobeys orders, it would be better not to have them.

Ding Jiaguo frowned as he looked at the gun handed to him by Lin Tianchen. As a soldier, he naturally knew what Lin Tianchen meant.

After hesitating for a while, Ding Jiaguo finally reached out and took the Type 38 rifle from Lin Tianchen's hand.

"it is good!"

Although Ding Jiaguo did not believe that these people could change anything on the battlefield, he believed in the blood-stained flag with the word "death" on it, and he believed in the Sichuan soldiers in front of him who had firm eyes and were determined to die.

Along the way, one of his full-strength companies was reduced from more than 150 people to only 17 people.

Since the day he started fighting the Japanese, he had never won a single battle. The orders he received along the way were just two words: retreat.

Ding Jiaguo watched helplessly as more than a hundred people perished beside him, while the soldiers around him had all crawled out of the gates of hell.

Now, looking at Lin Tianchen and his group who were also "defeated troops", there was light in the eyes of each of them, the dawn of victory in the war.

Now Ding Jiaguo didn't want to retreat anymore. Even if he had to die, as a soldier, he would die on the battlefield.

"Give them guns." Seeing this, Wang Jiantang immediately handed the gun on his shoulder to the soldier behind Ding Jiaguo.

At the entrance of the village, after Ding Jiaguo took the gun, Wang Jiantang led everyone to distribute their captured guns.

Although the people on both sides wore different military uniforms, they had the same identity.

"Ding Jiaguo, the company commander of the 1st Battalion of the 357th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, led 17 soldiers to join the battle."

When everything was ready, Ding Jiaguo straightened his body, saluted, and spoke to Lin Tianchen.

The seventeen soldiers behind him all put their guns behind their backs and saluted.

Seeing this, Lin Tianchen immediately saluted.

"If we lose, we will die together."

"If you win, keep killing the devils and drive them out of our land."

Lin Tianchen looked at the people in front of him and said in a serious tone.

"Set off."

With the fifteen people brought by Lin Tianchen and the seventeen people brought by Ding Jiaguo, the entire team now has thirty-two people.

Except for the seriously injured and one or two people who stayed behind to take care of them, the rest of the people were all in the team.

Under the blood-red setting sun, the flag with the word "death" faces the wind and waits for the moon.