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

After crossing one loess plateau after another, there is a remote mountain village surrounded by mountains. Lijia Village is like most villages in northwestern Shanxi.

The villagers here have retained the most simple folk customs and have regained their former vitality.

"Village chief." Li Weiguo's eyes fell on the old man standing at the entrance of the village to greet them, his face a little heavy.

Feeling homesick, Li Weiguo hesitated for a long time as he saw Lijia Village in the distance, but finally took a step and headed towards the ancestral hall.

Lijia Village now maintains the habit of setting up sentry posts outside. When Li Weiguo appears, the villagers unconsciously gather at the village entrance.

Faced with all kinds of mixed looks, Li Weiguo felt that every step he took was heavy.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..." The village chief of Lijia Village looked at Li Weiguo with his crutches and muttered to himself.

His eyes unconsciously fell on the nameplate that Li Weiguo handed over silently. The familiar names that appeared one by one made his cloudy eyes tremble.

Once upon a time, the figures of these people leaving were still vivid in her mind, but now their return has only turned into the nameplate in her hand.

At this moment, a woman in her 50s appeared next to her. Time had left marks on her body, but compared to time, perhaps the war had left more obvious marks on her body.

His eyes were cloudy and his hair was half white.

Supported by an eighteen-year-old girl, he slowly walked over, his cloudy eyes fixed on the pair of brand new cloth shoes she had knitted. His eyes, which looked at the world, seemed to have dimmed a little.

Li Weiguo didn't dare to look him in the face with his cloudy eyes.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry..." Li Weiguo said in a low voice.

Zhang Yunxiu walked over tremblingly. This pair of shoes was sewn by her own hands, and she knew every stitch and thread inside it very well.

It was badly worn out, but compared to the wear and tear, the turbid eyes fell silently on Li Weiguo.

"His father was tortured and killed in front of him. I knew I couldn't stop him. I could actually foresee this day coming. There's no need to apologize."

Zhang Yunxiu murmured, her left hand was holding a pair of cloth shoes, and the same was true for her right hand, the only difference was how new or old they were.

Now that the person wearing the shoes is gone, seeing Li Weiguo's guilt, she did not put the blame on Li Weiguo.

Bullets have no eyes on the battlefield.

She was supported by Li Youxin, looked up at Li Weiguo, and then looked down at her hands.

"My son is brave." Zhang Yunxiu lowered her head and looked at the blood-stained nameplate on her hand. Her cloudy eyes, where the tears had long since dried up, seemed covered with a layer of white gauze.

"The bravest of the three armies." Li Weiguo's tone was full of determination.

"That's good."

Zhang Yunxiu nodded somewhat dazedly and slowly stepped aside.

It wasn't just her family that sacrificed. Everyone walked towards the Lijia Village Ancestral Hall in silence. As the names were read out one by one, many people's faces were heavy.

Although there were often tear marks in the corners of their eyes, no one cried or made a fuss. Some people hugged each other, while others stood alone.

The appearance of one name after another made the atmosphere of the entire ancestral hall freeze.

The moment the names were registered, everyone felt a little relieved unconsciously.

"Chief Li, this is the letter that the regiment commander asked me to pass on to you." Xiao Shanzi spoke respectfully, saluted, and then retreated to the side of Li Weiguo.

Li Weiguo and his group did not stay for too long, only staying in the village for less than a morning. After dealing with all matters, they prepared to leave for Heiyun Village.

It's not that he is running away, but the war situation is tense now and a fight may break out at any time, so he doesn't dare to leave Heiyun Village for too long.

The journey is long, so he wants to go back early.

Before leaving, Li Weiguo, Li Xianling and their group looked back at the revived Lijia Village, their eyes full of determination.

"Let's go, we can take care of ourselves." Li Chengren looked at the large group of people who stopped and looked back at the village entrance, and waved his hand.

"Walk."

Li Weiguo nodded and turned to leave.

At the entrance of the village, a large group of elderly people looked at Li Weiguo and his group as they walked away, their eyes full of complicated expressions.

When Li Weiguo disappeared from his sight, Li Chengren couldn't help but lower his head and look at the letter in his hand.

"I have never met you, my fellow men of Li Village, but I was fortunate enough to fight alongside you on the battlefield. In times of national crisis, you, sir, have served with righteousness. I am ashamed to face you, my elders, for not having seen you off. All I can do is avenge our country and our families..."

The letter was written in clear language. Li Chengren's cloudy eyes couldn't help but look up again, looking at the figure that had long disappeared from his sight.

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Yang Xianling.

Inside the headquarters command room.

Throughout the command room, the beeping of telegraphs never ceased, and from time to time, bursts of telephone tones could be heard.

The man in the military coat kept his eyes fixed on the large map on the table.

After the capture of Ping'an County, the Japanese strongholds in the entire northwest of Shanxi underwent unprecedented changes. On the huge map, the Japanese strongholds all began to move closer to various railway lines.

The entire encirclement was actually divided into pieces by these Japanese strongholds.

It was not like before, where a large front gradually advanced inward to encircle the area.

"Boss, the latest news is that the Japanese have launched large-scale attacks across the country, sending a large number of troops towards Wuchang. They have also dispatched multiple batches of bombers to bomb the mountain city. In order to cut off foreign supplies to the mountain city, they have sent troops to Southeast Asia to control the transportation routes."

"The Japanese have strengthened their control over Qiong Island and launched landing operations along the coast. They want to achieve a comprehensive encirclement from Guangdong and Guangxi, then from Pudong up the Yangtze River."

"The Japanese invaders in various regions of East China and the three northeastern provinces have also begun to launch sweeps across the country..."

Song Yi took a telegram and reported the news in a concise tone. After that, he handed the telegram over and began to draw a few points on the map on the table, marking the new strongholds of the Japanese.

However, the more marked the map is, the more data points of the Japanese are located on the railway line.

After hearing these words, the man in the military coat looked more serious and threw the telegram in his hand to the ground.

"This little devil has a really big appetite. He actually wants to take over our entire territory. Isn't this a repeat of the situation in the three northeastern provinces?"

The old general threw down the telegram in his hand and supported his hands on the table. The current situation in the whole country is not optimistic, especially in northwest Shanxi. Looking at the areas in front of him that were divided by the Japanese, his brows frowned.

Compared with the previous large-scale encirclement, this regional encirclement means that the Japanese have obviously changed their strategic deployment, and it is even more deadly. Once the cage cannot be broken, each unit will be isolated and helpless.

"Using the railway's mobility, they can divide each area, cut off the connections between our units, and then concentrate their forces to defeat them. These beasts want to annihilate our effective forces."

The man in the coat looked at the map and spoke in a very serious tone. The battle of Ping'an County also made the Japanese in northwestern Shanxi realize that instead of being passive and running around, it would be better to use their advantages to take the initiative back into their own hands.

If they engage in a large-scale head-on confrontation, it will be difficult for them to cross these blockades. Moreover, now that the snow has melted and the spring rain has decreased, they have already reached the home turf of the Japanese mechanized forces.

Railway transportation is much faster than theirs.

After the battlefield was divided, their guerrilla advantage was difficult to exert, and they had to be careful not to let the Japanese mobilize a large force to directly clear out an area.

"The entire Shanxi-Hebei region has been divided by the Japanese into more than a dozen prisons and hundreds of small prisons. They can use the railways to mobilize troops one by one and crush them one by one whenever they want. On the other hand, if we want to fight them, we must unite the forces from all regions."

"Because of the Japanese blockade, it is difficult for us to connect the various units. Moreover, if we want to blow up the railway, we have to face some of the Japanese strongholds. If the Japanese use the railway to mobilize troops, we will not be able to withdraw at all."

"Take us for example. The Japanese have completely cut off Ping'an County, turning it into an isolated island. Other troops can't get in, and we can't get through."

As Song Yi spoke, he kept pointing at some railways and Japanese strongholds on the map.

The current situation, after the Japanese's deployment, has put them in a more passive position.

Hearing this, the old man slowly put his hands behind his back and walked back and forth.

He knew very well that the Japanese were going to take advantage of the railway to create a time difference and annihilate their resistance forces.

From encroaching on land to now annihilating resistance forces.

His gaze stayed on the railway lines on the map, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Railway Advantage..."