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

"You're all great! Don't forget our promise to ride on the cherry blossoms..."

Lin Tianchen looked at Ding Jiaguo. Some of his body was scratched by shrapnel, and there were also some penetrating wounds. His legs were so deep that the bones were visible.

That pale face was able to survive until now entirely due to its strong will.

Although gunshots could still be heard from time to time on the battlefield, Lin Tianchen's voice seemed to go straight into Ding Jiaguo's mind, causing his brows to twitch slightly.

"Fang Bailu, treat the wound." Lin Tianchen's face showed solemnity, and he immediately called out to Fang Bailu who followed him.

Upon hearing this, Fang Bailu quickly took out a bandage from his backpack, which was comparable to golden sulfa crystals during wartime, and sprinkled it on the wound.

One pack was far from enough. His right arm was completely broken, and his right calf was all minced meat, with bones visible. It had been treated simply before, but now it was bleeding continuously.

He skillfully cut the bandage on his right thigh and immediately began to clean the wound. The soldiers trained around the Spring Festival finally showed a trend of transforming from field doctors.

It’s not that Lin Tianchen has not thought about bringing Xiao Xuewen out, but Xiao Xuewen, who has never been to the battlefield, may not be able to adapt to the battlefield environment. Most importantly, bullets have no eyes on the battlefield.

It's so hard to find a doctor, and this is like a seed that can radiate more battlefield doctors.

After Lin Tianchen finished his instructions, he stood aside and watched silently.

The right calf had already been reduced to shreds of flesh, with the bones at the right knee broken and exposed.

Although Fang Bailu has only been a battlefield doctor following Xiao Xuewen for a short time, he has his own judgment and the current situation is very pessimistic.

It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart, but the wounds on the body and the broken bones are no longer as simple as the connection between the fingers and the heart.

Every time Fang Bailu treated a wound, his heart trembled. Before coming here, he could imagine that there had been a very brutal battle here, but the battle here was far more brutal than he had imagined.

"Captain Ding has too many wounds. The biggest problem now is excessive blood loss. He needs to be sutured immediately. We can only wait for Doctor Xiao to arrive to suture him. For now, I can only help stop the bleeding..."

After Fang Bailu finished speaking, he immediately glanced around. There were bullet holes everywhere, and the ground had long been soaked with blood and had turned into mud. The ground also emitted a strong smell of blood.

After finding a relatively flat place.

Lin Tianchen watched silently. He was powerless in the current situation because he knew nothing about medicine. The sound of gunfire was still in his ears, but the sound of artillery had disappeared.

He silently looked in the direction of Ping'an County. Because the war started from Ping'an County, he asked someone to notify Xiao Xuewen to come over.

"Check the battlefield to see if there are any living soldiers. Also, collect the bodies of our brothers. We want to take them home." Lin Tianchen turned to look at the soldiers and spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The soldiers nearby responded in a heavy voice.

In this battle, the Third Battalion was really badly damaged. When they came, they had already seen the road guarded by the Third Battalion at Zhenhun Pass. The Japanese didn't take a single step over it. Blood flowed down from the high ground on both sides. The corpses on the high ground and the blood flowing down dyed the entire earth red.

There were still many exchanges of fire on the battlefield, but for them, there was a new task, which was to gather the brothers of the Third Battalion. They also hoped that when they turned over another soldier, it would mean that the fallen soldier could move, even if it was just a slight movement of his fingers, which would be very exciting for them.

But...scenes like this don't appear very often.

"Damn Japs..." One of the soldiers revealed a strong murderous intent.

Every time he turned over a corpse, the murderous intent on his face became more intense. He wished he could join the third team that was attacking to avenge the third battalion.

Just looking at the death flag flying on the battlefield and the mad efforts to break through the Japanese defense lines one after another, the soldier silently lowered his head and did his own thing seriously.

On the battlefield, the flag with the word "death" was flying. With the appearance of this flag, it was naturally impossible for the Japanese to not collide with it. However, at this time, the direction of the flag with the word "death" could not be stopped at all.

Wang Jiantang held a crooked-handled rifle in both hands and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes.

"Changsheng, take some people to clean up those potholes on the right and use grenades to clear a path..." Wang Jiantang fired a shot at the Japanese still crawling on the ground, his expression did not change at all.

He didn't go to the high ground, but looking up from the blood-stained road, he saw a mountain of corpses.

As soon as the order was given, a thin figure came towards him and Wang Jiantang immediately stopped.

"Cousin, the commander has ordered that no prisoners be taken. Otherwise, everyone will be demoted."

Xiao Shanzi spoke in a hurried tone, his words were fast and without any hesitation, and he immediately headed towards the second battalion.

Wang Jiantang's heart skipped a beat and he looked towards Hill 01.

In the darkness of the night, he could not see anything except a few bonfires with flames, bursts of black smoke and piles of Japanese corpses.

"The entire battalion quickly clears the battlefield! Immediately, immediately! I don't want to see any living Japanese soldiers."

Wang Jiantang immediately raised his crooked-handled rifle, with murderous intent evident on his face. It was obvious that the situation on the mountain was not optimistic.

Wang Jiantang's bloodshot eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. On this bloodstained road, he shot away any moving Japanese soldier he saw.

After hearing the order, the soldiers of the first battalion began to patrol the battlefield in groups of three. The sound of gunfire was heard continuously. Wherever the soldiers set foot, any fallen Japanese soldiers would never be allowed to get up again.

In addition to the first battalion on the battlefield opening fire to clear out the Japanese soldiers who were still preparing to raise their guns, a roar resounded on the battlefield, the sound like thunder even drowned out the sound of gunfire.

"Destroy this defeated army for me!"

"Damn it, charge... I don't want anyone alive... Kill!!"

The soldiers on the battlefield couldn't help but look up, but apart from bursts of fire, there were figures moving quickly to clear the battlefield, charging forward quickly, like a tide.

In the night, they are like the gods of death.

"Chen Qiang, fifteen meters to the right, next to the scrapped three-wheeled motorcycle." After he fired a shot, Liu Sangun's low voice came.

On the right, Chen Qiang saw a Japanese soldier lying on a three-wheeled motorcycle with two hands appearing.

boom!

The gunshots made the ghost fall down. The three of them were walking along a road. Monk Wei was in the middle, while Chen Qiang and Liu Sangun were on the left and right sides, keeping a vigilant eye on their surroundings.

"Well done to these beasts, don't let them die so quickly."

Monk Wei's eyes were cold, and he swung his sword up and down. The heart-wrenching wails of the Japs continued to be heard.

But these wailing sounds seemed inaudible to Monk Wei.

"Monk, Chen Qiang, there seem to be a few Japanese soldiers lying in ambush on that hillside." Liu Sangun pointed in a direction and said in a low voice.

"Let's go. The leader said not to leave anyone alive."

A shot was fired, and the three men raised their guns, then they were like evil ghosts in the night, collecting the devils one by one at the Soul-Realizing Pass.