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

Black Cloud Village, back mountain.

Walking along the path, you will see a forest of stone tablets. In front of the stone tablets are terraced fields.

The stone tablet is backed by the mountain.

There are names carved on it one after another, some scraps of yellow paper are placed in front of the monument, and some wind chimes are hung on the branches next to it.

The wind blew and the bells rang.

The crisp sound of wind chimes rang out on the hilltops and drifted away into the distance.

"This Black Cloud Village is our common home." Lin Tianchen looked at the inscriptions one after another in front of him with a silent expression.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, and souls return to their hometowns.

Sending all the sacrificed soldiers back home has actually been Lin Tianchen’s long-cherished wish, but the war situation is now in chaos.

Lin Tianchen silently gazed at the stone tablets in front of him, and the memories brought up by the names of the people emerged in his mind from time to time.

This battle did bring him a lot of experience in visualizing the map, and he barely passed 40% of the progress bar, but it did not bring him happiness.

The stone tablets in front of him made Lin Tianchen's eyes filled with heaviness.

In addition to the third battalion suffering more than half of its members being killed or wounded, the cavalry company also suffered heavy losses. Although the first and second battalions suffered fewer casualties, the losses this time were unprecedentedly large.

In Lin Tianchen's view, these experiences were gained with the lives of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives.

So when he usually checks his experience, he will choose here.

Because he must always remind himself not to forget that the soldiers who sacrificed because of his order and the soldiers who lived with him were never the channel for him to gain merit.

Because they are living lives.

"Our promise will definitely come true..."

Lin Tianchen murmured to himself, straightened his clothes, raised his hand and saluted, his expression solemn and serious.

The sound of wind chimes is crisp and pleasant to the ears.

The people working in the fields unconsciously looked towards the forest of stone tablets.

Chunxiu stood up and wiped the sweat from her forehead, then looked up at the figure standing in front of the forest of stone tablets.

"The captain has been standing there for half an hour." Chuntian raised the hoe in his hand and swung it down vigorously.

"The third battalion suffered heavy casualties..." Cheng Tingying held some freshly mixed fertilizer in her hand, looked up at the stone tablet forest, and looked a little silent.

The sunlight was so dazzling that the figures in the light were vague, forcing her to squint her eyes and block the sunlight with her hands to see clearly.

The figure in front of the stone tablet has been standing alone for a long time.

The real rapid sound of wind chimes rang out, as if in response.

The people in the field looked at Lin Tianchen, who had stayed there for a long time, and then moved and slowly turned away.

At the foot of the mountain, Li Weiguo looked at the regiment commander who came down from the stone tablet and came over.

"Captain, I would like to use my free time to go back to Lijia Village." Li Weiguo said in a heavy tone, holding some nameplates in his hands.

Most of the people who followed him out of Lijia Village had people waiting for them at home. Along the way, some people who followed him out of Lijia Village were killed or injured.

War is brutal and even he doesn't know when he will fall.

Although death is painful, these names must be recorded in the genealogy of Lijia Village.

"Xiaoshanzi, go to Lijia Village on my behalf." Lin Tianchen thought for a while and said.

Although the war has just ended, there is no guarantee that the Japanese will do something crazy. Once he is not in Heiyun Village, if a Japanese unit advances deep into the village, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This consideration was not groundless, but the result of Lin Tianchen's careful consideration. After all, the Japanese had been too successful before, and after experiencing this defeat, it was very likely that there would be a large-scale retaliation.

"it is good."

Li Weiguo nodded. The movements of the surrounding Japanese soldiers were unclear. As the military commander, he must be in the army.

While the two were talking, Wang Jiantang walked over quickly.

"Captain, Lao Ding has woken up and his high fever is under control." As soon as Wang Jiantang's voice fell, Lin Tianchen's eyes immediately lit up.

Lin Tianchen patted Li Weiguo on the shoulder, then quickly walked towards the temporary hospital.

Black Cloud Village was not very big, and Lin Tianchen, who was jogging all the way, soon appeared outside the temporary hospital.

Although no one saw it, they heard the sound, and Ding Jiaguo's loud voice rang out.

"You little bastards, don't you know that when I held the heavy machine gun, I could kill fifty Japanese soldiers with just one bullet!"

"The Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun is incredibly powerful. One sweep can knock down a whole group of people."

"And your Captain Gao had his hand blown off at the beginning. But after more than a dozen people attacked, I went there and realized that our Third Battalion requires this kind of will, an iron will. We must complete the commander's orders, even at the cost of our lives."

"..."

At the head of Ding Jiaguo's bed, several soldiers who stayed in Heiyun Village and did not participate in this battle gathered around him. They were all yearning, and their eyes were full of desire.

On the periphery, some people wrapped in gauze or lying on other beds also focused their eyes on Ding Jiaguo, with determination in their eyes.

Most of them were soldiers from the third battalion.

Listening to Ding Jiaguo's words, their eyes were filled with excitement of victory, memories of the battlefield, and pain of losing their comrades, but there was no regret.

Gao Jiecheng glanced at the figures hurrying in from outside and immediately spoke in a low voice:

"The leader is here."

"If you don't return to your seat within ten seconds, the front row seat will be given to the person at the back next time." Ding Jiaguo waved his only remaining right hand weakly.

A voice was heard, and the soldiers quickly scattered without any hesitation.

"Captain."

"Captain..."

As they dispersed, many people saw Lin Tianchen standing outside the door. They stopped in their tracks, with guilty looks on their faces.

"Listen carefully, it's okay..." Lin Tianchen smiled gently, and after receiving a response, the soldier's expression relaxed.

Lin Tianchen stepped in and looked at the person lying on the hospital bed. His face was still a little pale, but compared with the previous few days, he was indeed much better.

"You, just rest for a while before shaving your hair white." Lin Tianchen shook his head helplessly.

"Captain, you know me well. I, Ding Jiaguo, have been active for most of my life. If you suddenly ask me to be quiet, I will feel uncomfortable..."

As Ding Jiaguo was speaking, he was about to wave his hand to show that he was in good health, but suddenly he smiled awkwardly.

"Just stay here honestly. Gao Jie City still needs your care."

"That's right. Don't worry about anything else. Just heal your wounds. Lao Wang and I will help you."

Wang Jiantang and Li Weiguo shook their heads helplessly, signaling Ding Jiaguo not to move.

Lin Tianchen looked at Ding Jiaguo, and after seeing the fleeting look in his eyes, he understood.

After all, if you break an arm like Gao Jiecheng, although it will have an impact, the impact will definitely not be that great. But if you break a leg, it’s a different story.

The actual fighting is only a part of the war, or even a very small part. Most of the time, it is more about infiltration, transfer, building positions and collecting information.

It is really difficult to keep up with the pace of war because of inconvenient legs and feet.

Therefore, Ding Jiaguo himself also understood that it would probably be difficult to stand on the front line.

"Now that you've recovered from your injuries, don't even think about slacking off. You have to take on the responsibility of being the head coach of our regiment. Furthermore, the rear also needs a commander with combat experience. After all, they need to start training new recruits at the same time. I was originally considering who to hire, and you're the perfect fit now, saving me the trouble."

Lin Tianchen spoke with a smile, and there was even a hint of teasing in his tone.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ding Jiaguo's eyes lit up slightly.

"Captain, I have to do this. I guarantee that all the new recruits will be roaring and clamoring to secure your rear."

Ding Jiaguo immediately spoke firmly, nodded vigorously, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

What he feared was never a broken leg, but the lack of use after the leg was broken.

"That's good."

Lin Tianchen smiled. Wang Jiantang and Li Weiguo looked at each other, and seeing Ding Jiaguo's condition, they felt a little relieved.

"Old Ding, please take care of our battalion when the time comes."

"Old Ding, you don't have to apologize for the past. You have to pay attention to the manpower and supplies of this second battalion."

Wang Jiantang and Li Weiguo spoke with a smile.

But what he got in return was Ding Jiaguo's rebuttal, and he said in an arrogant tone:

"I'm from the Third Battalion. If I have good soldiers, I'll definitely give priority to the Third Battalion. You guys don't even think about it..."

The sound of conversation coming from the temporary hospital made some doctors and nurses smile knowingly.

War is painful, and war will continue.

But those who survive must move forward.