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

The weeds are knee-high and the trees are tall, blocking out the sun.

Figures shuttled through the mountains and forests, until the figure at the front of the team stopped and issued a series of orders, and then the entire team hid around the mountains and forests.

Under the shade of a tree, Fang Ming's expression was like the shock and astonishment of a man who had practiced martial arts for more than ten years, but was knocked down by a teenager with one punch in his first fight.

"You are not very talkative on weekdays. Why do you become withdrawn right after this battle?" Ma Kanghui stopped with the troops, found a place to sit on the ground, and gasped for breath.

He was sorting out some ammunition that he had quickly collected from the battlefield and putting it into bullet bags.

Just noticing that everyone around him was silent, Ma Kanghui couldn't help but turn his head and look at Fang Ming curiously.

Fang Ming didn't say much along the way, and it was the same until he arrived at a secluded place.

Before the battle started, Fang Ming was still very excited, and when the order to attack was given, he shouted louder than him.

But when the battle was over, he was completely speechless.

After hearing this, Fang Ming seemed to come back to his senses and let out a long sigh towards the sky.

"Don't you feel ashamed?" Fang Ming was a little distraught. To be honest, he thought a lot before going on the expedition.

For example, he displayed his supernatural power on the battlefield and killed many ghosts, and he was extremely brave when charging.

But when he thought about it and actually charged into battle with the veterans, he realized how big the gap was.

The veterans not only charged quickly, but also coordinated their tactics with each other very well. Many soldiers in his company would have suffered heavy casualties if they had not followed the veterans from other companies.

Before this, he had actually expected that the veterans of the Third Battalion would fight very fiercely. After all, these soldiers had all crawled out of the pile of dead bodies in Zhenhun Pass.

Therefore, after joining the third company, he also trained hard. He originally thought that he came from the guerrillas and had a solid foundation. In terms of running strength and charge, no one in the team could outrun him. Even Ma Kanghui next to him was defeated by him.

How can a chicken head be placed among the phoenix's tails?

But...

As soon as the order to charge was given, Fang Ming only followed up with a shout and blinked his eyes, and all the veterans of the third battalion appeared in front of them.

The gap then grew larger and larger. This gap was not in the speed of the charge, but in the ability to end the enemy's life.

The veterans' ability to attack is like the gap between heaven and earth when compared with their ability to attack.

Fang Ming had thought about the gap before, but he really didn't expect it to be so big.

"This is the direction we want to progress." Ma Kanghui said calmly, looking at his pockets full of bullets. His adaptability is much stronger than Fang Ming's.

The main reason was that when he was in Erdaohezi, he saw the regiment charging under the artillery shells, and every soldier was extremely brave.

He had also seen it in Ping'an County, where flesh and blood were compared to steel. That scene was deeply imprinted in his mind. He knew very well about his own strength and the strength of the veterans in the regiment.

So this time he had a clear idea in his mind that the gap was huge. Ma Kanghui faced the gap squarely and looked at the soldiers in the company with a gleam in his eyes. He believed that sooner or later, he would be able to complete the journey that his brothers who died in the forest of stone tablets had not completed.

"I heard that the regiment is ranked according to strength. Aren't the first and second battalions even more powerful?" Fang Ming's tone was very low, and he could hardly suppress the shock in his heart.

He didn't understand it before, but after entering the Tiger Guards, he understood very well that the three battalions were ranked according to their strength.

"I know. As I said before, we must face up to the gap. These soldiers are the direction of our progress." Ma Kanghui nodded after hearing this.

He naturally knew that each camp was ranked based on strength and that the ranking was not static.

However, since its establishment, the Third Battalion has not been able to shake the status of the First and Second Battalions, and the Second Battalion has also not been able to shake the status of the First Battalion.

The Death Battalion is very famous in the regiment. The battalion commander of the Death Battalion is also a famous teacher and a madman on the battlefield.

Ma Kanghui looked at the autism on Fang Ming's face, thought for a moment, and said:

"When the veterans of the Third Battalion charge, they will find cover in advance and charge with purpose. When they regroup, there will always be two to three soldiers behind them to provide cover. After seizing the position, they will use the cover as the core to cover the rear guard."

"These are all cultivated tacit understandings. It takes time to develop this tacit understanding, but following the veterans in the charge once is a shortcut for us."

Ma Kanghui's eyes were determined. He put the organized ammunition belt on his back, leaned against the slope, paused slightly and spoke again:

"The commander wants us to take a shortcut. After this battle, all the new recruits will be considered seasoned warriors. They can't compare to the veterans who crawled out of the pile of corpses. This gap is normal. One day, we will become veterans like them."

"No one is born a warrior..." Ma Kanghui said, as if he thought of something, and suddenly murmured in a low voice.

Fang Ming's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he nodded in agreement, unconsciously adjusting his bullet belt.

This is the first lesson the veterans of the Third Battalion taught them: war will never wait until you are ready.

It is said that these words were said when he just became the company commander.

Fang Ming was full of curiosity about the regiment commander. After hearing what the regiment commander said, he naturally wanted to inquire about his past as a company commander. However, the old soldier who said this was very taboo about it and was unwilling to talk about it.

He asked a follow-up question, and then followed the old soldier and ran five kilometers with a load. After he was exhausted, he thought the old soldier would say something, but he just left without looking back.

In this regard, Fang Ming became more and more curious about the captain's past, but he had no way of knowing.

In a small valley on a hillside where they rested, soldiers were resting, covered in light yellow cloth. The yellow cloth blended perfectly with the color of the ground, and the soldiers' movements were so small that they were difficult to spot from a distance.

After adjusting their bullet belts, these soldiers held their guns and squinted.

According to the veterans, going to bed early on the battlefield is the only way to truly adapt to the battlefield.

Under a green jujube tree, Lin Tianchen looked at the big map, his eyes filled with thought.

"Commander, Doctor Xiao said that the third battalion commander's men are capable of commanding the team." Xiao Shanzi reported some of the situation and handed over the glass of water in his hand.

"Xiao Xuewen can't handle the motorcycle taxi." Lin Tianchen replied casually while looking at the map. He took a sip of Xiao Shanzi's water and said casually, "Let him return to the team."

"Yes." Xiao Shanzi took the order and immediately went to inform Gao Jiecheng.

Lin Tianchen continued to look at the map. He was personally in command of the Third Battalion in this battle. The newly joined soldiers of the Third Battalion were militiamen after all, and they were also soldiers who had seen blood. After experiencing this battle, they clearly understood the gap between them and the veterans, so they would not act rashly.

After all, it is better to learn from others than to be in the dark. This is Lin Tianchen's purpose. He uses this low-intensity battle to let the recruits see how veterans fight on the battlefield.

No matter how good something is, if you haven't actually seen it, it's meaningless.

After a simple training, at least the recruits knew what they needed to pay attention to on the battlefield.

"Then what's next." Lin Tianchen's gaze gradually fell on a familiar place.

Autumn Wind Pavilion.

"The Qiufeng Pavilion has been rebuilt and reinforced." Lin Tianchen pointed along the railway line and finally stopped at the location of the Qiufeng Pavilion.

In this divided area, Qiufeng Pavilion, which was originally a transfer station for supplies and troops, has become a central station for controlling this area, and also the lock of the cage.

In today's battle, he discovered militiamen ambushing on the Shanchun railway line. However, looking at their layout, Lin Tianchen also realized that these people arrived early, preparing to endure the day and start fighting at night.

"Return to the hometown..." Lin Tianchen looked at Qiufeng Pavilion. Before setting off, he had already attacked Qiufeng Pavilion.

However, this time they have to control Qiufeng Pavilion, because only in this way can the blockade of Ping'an County be lifted. In this way, Li Yunlong and his group will be able to do more.

He has a better chance. Although this battle training will make the Japanese on guard, Lin Tianchen doesn't care much about it.

Qiufengting is just an empty train station after all, not a city with solid defenses.

Although the bunker has strong firepower, it does not pose much threat to him.

However, before attacking Qiufeng Pavilion, he needed to find a place to rest and let the soldiers digest what they had learned on the battlefield.

Lin Tiancheng's gaze gradually fell on a village.

"Shiba Village..."