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

Luokui Slope.

On this road, which was once known to be full of ghosts, a large group of people were marching. Suddenly, several figures nimbly emerged from behind the small slope.

"Brother Lu, after passing Luokui Slope, there are still 35 kilometers to Heiyun Village. There seem to be some villagers ahead, they should not be Japanese devils." The person who came back to report described the road conditions ahead.

This is the front line, we can never be too careful.

Following the person who came back to report, a burly middle-aged man in the team silently put down the portrait in his hand, nodded after hearing the words, and turned to look at his brothers.

"Come on, brothers. This is the last leg of the journey. I'll ask the boss to make arrangements when I get back." The burly middle-aged man's words instantly made the transport brothers look excited.

But after walking for a while, Lu Zhenxing saw the villagers worshiping as his younger brother had mentioned.

There was a group of people who looked like villagers, young and old, offering incense in front of a stone temple.

But after getting closer, Lu Zhenxing looked at the scene in front of him with a somewhat strange look, because there was no deity enshrined in this temple. Instead, there were piles of bullet casings in the temple.

When Lu Zhenxing passed by, his expression paused, curiosity revealed on his face, and he raised his hand to signal to stop.

"Fellow villagers, what are you worshipping?" Lu Zhenxing approached the small temple with some curiosity.

A group of villagers who were offering sacrifices, including many elderly people, noticed the movement on the road and looked around with some vigilance.

Perhaps it was because they saw a dozen or so ox carts, and it was obvious that they were not Japanese devils, that some of the old men let down their guard.

"There are many young soldiers here who sacrificed their lives to fight the Japanese and calmed the souls of the dead in this area." The old man turned around and responded, bowing three times seriously.

"Is it the Tiger Run Group?"

"Yes, it's the Tiger Guards, but we prefer to call it the Vanguard Army." The old man was obviously a talkative person and responded immediately.

"The Vanguard Army?" Lu Zhenxing was stunned.

The old man obviously saw Lu Zhenxing's confusion and explained, "They are active among the enemy all year round. If they are not the vanguard, then what are they?"

"Uncle, can you tell me about it?" Lu Zhenxing suddenly became curious and moved closer.

"If we talk about the Xianzhen Army, we can talk about it for three days and three nights. I heard that they are attacking Ping'an County now."

The old man’s words stunned Lu Zhenxing for a moment.

"Ping'an County? Isn't that an important military town? There should be a lot of Japanese devils there, right?" Lu Zhenxing's tone was a little anxious, and his breathing became a little rapid.

"Quite a few. I heard that there are two infantry battalions in Ping'an County, and they seem to be fighting with mechanized troops and the 4th Brigade. The battle lasted for a day and a night. Someone heard the sound of artillery yesterday." The old man explained, it would have been better if he didn't explain.

As soon as Lu Zhenxing explained, everyone around him was confused. As the saying goes, a general leads like his soldiers. Lu Zhenxing was very familiar with some of the organization.

"Aren't those more than 10,000 Japanese devils?" Lu Zhenxing said hesitantly.

"Yes, this large group of troops have been mobilized and are all in Ping'an County. For example, the New 1st Regiment of Dashimen Village was mobilized there a long time ago, but the battle is probably over now, and we don't know what the outcome will be." The old man sounded a little worried. They appeared in Luokuipo precisely because of this worry.

I hope to receive the warrior's blessing.

Lu Zhenxing paused for half an hour, trying to understand everything he wanted to know. However, the more he understood, the more his mind was shaken.

In the battle of Luokuipo, two thousand devils' infantry battalions were annihilated. This was Lu Zhenxing's understanding of Luokuipo. He looked at the remaining traces of battle and the craters all over the road. Gusts of wind sounded as if the sound of killing was ringing in his ears.

One soldier after another rushed down the hillside to annihilate the Japs, their weapons continuously pouring out anger, battle flags fluttering, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

No matter how much news you hear in Pudong, it is not as real as seeing it with your own eyes.

"Pour the few bottles of Fenjiu you brought here." Lu Zhenxing looked at Luokui Slope for a long time, but he still did not forget his mission.

He poured out the two bottles of Fenjiu that Liao Guanghua brought, bowed deeply three times, and then prepared to leave.

However, the moment they stood up, a younger brother quickly ran to their side.

"Brother Lu, an army appeared behind us."

When Lu Zhenxing heard the word "army", he immediately became alert and said in a serious tone: "According to the plan, keep your things out of the way, and also prepare some money to ward off disasters."

After saying that, the entire team quickly mobilized. Although they were not Japanese devils, Lu Zhenxing always practiced caution. After all, what they were transporting this time were medicines that the Tiger Guards urgently needed.

As soon as Lu Zhenxing finished speaking, the entire transport team quickly moved to both sides to make way for the emerging troops.

Similarly, Lu Zhenxing was full of vigilance and carefully parked his transport team on the roadside. Figures appeared one after another, with solemn aura and dull footsteps getting closer and closer.

As the team approached, a smell of blood suddenly hit them in the face.

Lu Zhenxing smelled the bloody smell that he had never smelled before. In just a moment, he clearly realized how big the gap was between the gang and the troops in front of him. The solemn eyes seemed to devour all the enemies in front of them.

Zhu Zhenxing watched the troops passing by, emitting a bloody smell from each of them, and finally understood why this team had such a bloody smell.

Without exception, every soldier had their bodies covered with dried blood stains to varying degrees. Not a single soldier's uniform was clean or complete, as the blood stains had turned dark red.

Some soldiers had gauze wrapped around their bodies, and many had broken arms and were pale as they were supported by others as they moved forward.

Moreover, every time a stretcher passed by Lu Zhenxing, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of medicine instantly made his mind clear.

The wounds of each soldier shocked him deeply.

"Brother Lu...it seems like they have suffered a defeat." Liao Guanghua walked past the troops and spoke in a low voice thoughtfully.

His eyes had never left this team, but the solemn atmosphere made him guess.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhenxing looked at the team that was moving further and further away, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes. Whether it was the strong smell of blood or the steady pace, the military appearance and discipline made him feel that this team was very strong.

Every soldier looked like he had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies.

"Could it be that we encountered the Japanese mechanized troops?" Lu Zhenxing looked at the soldiers who were missing arms and legs and had many bandages wrapped around them. However, this guess never got an answer. Lu Zhenxing waited until the team was far away before he ordered the transport team to set off again towards Heiyun Village.

But the further they walked, the more Lu Zhenxing felt something was wrong, because this team was always walking ahead of them.

Liao Guanghua, who was standing next to him, hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "Brother Lu, this team seems... seems to be heading to Black Cloud Village as well."

After saying this, Lu Zhenxing slapped his thigh heavily. He had been following for almost five or six kilometers and he had already noticed something was wrong, but he just didn't think about it in that way.

"Then everyone speeds up."