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

Autumn Wind Pavilion.

Today, the warehouse has been renovated, many bunkers have been built around the train station, and even the weeds around the railway have been cleared.

All the dead tree forests in the north were cut down.

The number of searchlights on the high platform at Qiufengting Railway Station also increased from one to five.

Some heavy machine guns were fixed directly on the sentry posts and could not turn, so they could only fire at the periphery.

On the top of the bunker in Qiufeng Pavilion, a Japanese soldier in military uniform stood there and looked at some prisoners of war in front who were building some fortifications.

"Iki-kun, what are you looking at?"

Yamanaka Imu turned around to look at the voice coming from the side, then he slung his Type 38 rifle over his shoulder and replied in a serious tone, "The mountain on the right should also be dug out. If the enemy attacks from there, it will be a blind spot in our vision and we won't be able to hit them."

But when the short and slightly fat Japanese officer next to him heard these words, a smile appeared on his face.

This dead tree forest was also removed by people from the mountain well.

Seeing the cautious look, Songshan Haruka shook his head unnecessarily, patted Yamanaka Iki's shoulder, and said in a leisurely tone:

"Jingmu-kun, you're worrying too much. They only launched a surprise attack last time. Now the entire Qiufeng Pavilion has been equipped with many hidden bunkers, and there are also two Type 94 tanks and armored trains from the Empire. They dare not come."

"The Empire is almost at the mountain city now. As long as we put more pressure on them and force them to surrender, this war will be over soon. When the cherry blossoms bloom in my hometown next year, it will be the day for you and me to return home."

As Songshan Haruka spoke, his eyes also looked into the distance.

As the battle progressed, the situation in various places became clearer, and many of them believed that the end of the war was not far away.

Upon hearing this, Yamanaka Jing shook his head slightly, his eyes still full of vigilance, and reminded: "We still have to be careful. The battle in Ping'an County was caused by the airborne officers sent by the Kwantung Army who underestimated the enemy, which led to this great defeat."

"If the war situation in various regions hadn't been stable, and the commander-in-chief had the support of the Kwantung Army, he would have committed suicide long ago with such heavy casualties. Furthermore, Qiufengting has already suffered a defeat, and we absolutely cannot follow in their footsteps."

A cold look flashed across Yamanaka Jingmu's eyes, and he suddenly raised the gun in his hand, aiming at a hunched figure with a somewhat numb expression who was working.

The crisp sound of a gunshot made many people who were working raise their red eyes, but they were quickly suppressed by some people.

"The shooting is very accurate."

"good."

Yamanaka Jingmu responded. As for the battlefield of Qiufeng Pavilion, he went there as soon as he received the order. He still remembered those scenes vividly.

Two entire battalions, as well as several squadrons transporting to the war zone, totaling more than 2,000 people, were killed.

Many of them died in their sleep. When Yamanaka Imu saw that scene, he felt a strong sense of shame.

"The Kwantung Army has occupied the three northeastern provinces for a long time and is deeply entrenched. They have even withdrawn a large number of troops to join the Pacific War. If we can control all of northwestern Shanxi, this will become the second three northeastern provinces, and our commanders will be promoted."

Songshan Haruka's eyes were full of anticipation.

"So, whether it's Qiufeng Pavilion, Niangzi Pass, Zhenbei Station... these train stations are of vital importance. They are the iron doors of our cages and must not be lost. There is a saying here, it's better to be careful than not." Yamanaka Jingmu put away his gun and stood up, his tone full of seriousness.

Some resistance forces have now been controlled by them in cages, and the entire top management of these train stations understands the importance of this.

"If I meet that group of Chinese, I will definitely annihilate them." Yamanaka Iki said viciously.

It was just a glance, but it fell on a large group of working people, with a sad look in his eyes.

"How about we have a competition?"

Yamanaka Iki suddenly became interested.

"Sure, it will be more fun if more people participate."

Matsuyama Harukata immediately understood what he meant and a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, shout more, thirty bullets each, let's see who shoots the most." Yamanaka Jingmu nodded in agreement and pointed to the figures who were building fortifications.

Now that the construction is almost completed, there is not much use in keeping them. Besides, there is no shortage of more than a thousand people to be transported to the three northeastern provinces for testing. It is better to let them have some fun.

"Come here, arrange for them to gather together." Yamanaka Jingmu spoke calmly.

Looking at that, the insects and birds that were gnawing at the deep pit were startled by his previous gunshot, but flew back again.

There is a huge pit that is dozens of meters deep and nearly twenty meters long and wide, with corpses lying densely and crosswise inside.

Some of them have long been unrecognizable, while others have begun to rot. When the breeze blows, a foul odor wafts out from them.