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

"Uncle Weiguo, these people seem to be national army, not devils."

Outside Lijia Village, two figures were looking at the group of people under the banyan tree. A tall and thin man looked at the crowd in the distance and said to the middle-aged man next to him.

Li Ergou and his friends were originally villagers of Lijia Village, but due to the Japanese raids, they had to leave.

However, they came back this time because they found that there were people living in the village.

So he and Li Weiguo came here to confirm the situation.

After confirming that they were two groups of people, Li Weiguo naturally became bolder and mixed in to find out information.

"Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, Sichuan Army..." Li Weiguo stood outside the thatched hut not far from the banyan tree, looking at the people under the banyan tree, muttering to himself.

They were obviously not from the same unit, yet they were together. But after thinking about it for a moment, he understood.

The army collapsed!!

This was the only possibility for these people to gather together, but he could tell at a glance that the equipment displayed under the banyan tree and outside the yard were all sophisticated equipment of the Japs!

"Uncle Weiguo, what is the Type 91 saber? What do these mean?" Erniu also had some confusion on his face and asked in a low voice.

He recognized Ding Jiaguo's military uniform because it was the same style that Li Weiguo had worn when he returned to the village more than ten days ago. He had heard from the clan leaders that Uncle Weiguo was an officer in the army, but ever since the Japanese encirclement and suppression, Uncle Weiguo had returned to the village injured, and the villagers had begun to seek refuge.

"The sword used by the colonel of the Japanese regiment." Li Weiguo stared at the sword in Ding Jiaguo's hand.

On the battlefield, he had seen the commander of the Japanese army use this knife.

The reason why he returned to the village was because of that battle, a battle he didn't want to recall.

"Japanese army knife?" There was a hint of hatred in Li Ergou's eyes.

He took a few people to the neighboring Zhangjiabao to report the news, but they were a step too late. On the hill outside Zhangjiabao village, he saw with his own eyes those devils gathering the entire village in the ancestral hall.

Then they threw grenades into the village crazily! Almost all the old and young people in the village were blown to death or burned to death!

Moreover, some women were raped alive by the Japanese devils.

Li Ergou, who was hiding in the mountains, saw all these scenes. The two villages had intermarriage relations and usually had a good relationship.

"It should be a defeated army, but it seems like they won a battle." Li Weiguo said thoughtfully.

"Victory? These people?" Li Ergou looked at the less than twenty people under the banyan tree and shook his head.

Just at this moment, a deep shout came from the yard.

"You little bastard, why are you touching that regimental flag?" A figure walked out of the yard and grabbed a Japanese flag from a tall and thin soldier.

"Company commander, we need cloth to steam steamed buns. I think the cloth this Japanese has is just right." The tall and thin soldier scratched his head and said with a smile.

"You used the regiment flag to steam steamed buns? That's a complete waste. The company commander said it could be used to exchange for military supplies, and it's the first regiment flag captured in the country. You used something else, and we forgot to pick this thing up..."

"Ok."

The brief exchange did make Li Weiguo's pupils shrink slightly, and his eyes fell on the Japanese flag in the young soldier's hand.

"Let's go back."

Li Weiguo spoke in a low voice, asking the villagers to leave.