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

Beizhen Station.

Dust was flying all over the sky, as if blocking the sun.

But standing on the ground, it is indeed difficult to see the sunlight.

The top of the mountain is bare and there is little green.

On a hillside five kilometers south of Beizhen Station, Zhao Jinxue was looking at the railway line below with a telescope whose paint had peeled off. He looked for a long time before slowly putting it down.

"Have the explosives been set up?" Zhao Jinxue asked in a low voice, turning to ask a malnourished person next to him.

"Everything will be arranged tonight. We are just waiting for the Japanese train carrying coal." Huang Song responded in a low voice.

Because of the distance to Zhenbei Station, they could not get close to Zhenbei Station at all, and could only blow up the Japanese coal trucks on the railway line five kilometers away.

These coal trucks all need to transfer through Beizhen Station, and there are usually not many Japanese soldiers on the trucks.

However, their number was also not large, only more than 400 people. Even if there were only dozens of Japanese soldiers transporting coal, they never dared to take these dozen Japanese soldiers lightly. They had to fight quickly and run away after the bombing.

"Don't fight too long, the Japanese will support you soon." Zhao Jinxue said vigilantly. After all, this place is close to Beizhen Station and they must not take it lightly.

"clear."

Huang Song had just finished answering when his eyes suddenly fell into the distance and a train was coming from a distance.

Zhao Jinxue, who was observing with a telescope, also noticed the train.

However, when she saw the red and white cloth of the Japanese soldiers on the train, she frowned slightly.

"Captain, it's an armored train. We have buried enough explosives to blow it up." Huang Song's tone was a little excited. After waiting for so long, he actually caught a big fish.

"Let them go." Looking at the Red Cross flag, Zhao Jinxue hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

She knew very well what this flag meant.

However, Huang Song next to him obviously didn't understand why such a decision was made. However, the opportunity was fleeting. After the roar, the group watched the train head towards Beizhen Station.

Zhao Jinxue was observing with a telescope the whole time. The train was getting closer and closer to Beizhen. When it was three kilometers away, it began to slow down obviously, which made her face reveal a hint of doubt.

It was very strange because the train suddenly slowed down. Logically, it should have gone directly to Beizhen Station.

Just as she was wondering, the doors of the rear carriages suddenly opened, and people in military uniforms quickly jumped out of the carriages.

Then some supplies were constantly thrown onto the train.

This scene made Zhao Jinxue slap the ground heavily, with regret showing on his face.

"Using international conventions to do such a dirty thing." Zhao Jinxue said angrily, his face revealing intense regret.

She never imagined that the Japanese would use such despicable means, disguised as the White Cross train, to transport soldiers.

But it's obviously too late to regret now.

Huang Song on the side did not say anything, but sighed deeply, but did not say any words of blame. After all, the captain's command ability was much stronger than theirs. If it weren't for the captain, he would not be alive today.

He felt it was a pity that he missed such an opportunity.

But suddenly, he found that the soldiers who got off the train were starting to set up their weapons one by one. From a distance, it was obvious that they were mortars.

It seemed like he was setting up an artillery position, and Huang Song's eyes flashed slightly.

And the direction the gun is pointing at... seems to be Beizhen Station.

Huang Song thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes subconsciously.

"Captain, Captain, they seem to be...going to attack Beizhen Station."

After confirming it again and again, Huang Song spoke in surprise.

"Attack Beizhen Station?" Zhao Jinxue looked over immediately, his expression froze for a moment, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Although there were only a few soldiers on the train, they were indeed setting up mortar positions, and the muzzles were pointing towards Beizhen Station.

And there were more than thirty mortar positions next to them.

After slowing down, the train accelerated again and headed quickly towards Beizhen Station. Zhao Jinxue's eyes moved slightly, and she seemed to have figured something out immediately.

"Use this devil's train to enter the train station." Zhao Jinxue immediately took the telescope and began to observe carefully, but just shifted his gaze.

She even saw that the soldiers were holding mortar shells and placing them at the muzzles, ready to fire at any time.

"We really have to borrow the Japanese's train cars to attack Beizhen Station." Zhao Jinxue just thought of something when she was stunned by the scenes that appeared.

As the train approached, dull sounds continued to be heard and fierce flames could be seen in the distance.

At the same time, the doors on the train opened wide, gun barrels extended out, and the soldiers on the train were pouring bullets.

The soldiers on the train seemed not to be afraid of accidental bombing at all, and began to get off the train under the artillery fire.

The armored train, from the moment the gunfire started, the flames never stopped. From a distance, the entire armored train looked like a glowing turtle shell.

Even at such a long distance, Zhao Jinxue could still see the sparks from the heavy firepower bullets from the train hitting the fortifications.

In broad daylight, this kind of firepower is the most passionate thing people can see.

A burst of fire appeared again.

boom!

A large-caliber artillery piece on the armored train also opened fire at this time, instantly shattering huge rocks on the side and rear of a bunker, and scattering rocks everywhere.

Beizhen Station.

When the train entered the station, a beeping sound spread throughout the station.

Inside the carriage, every soldier held the weapon tightly in his hand. They leaned against the door tightly, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Outside the carriage, there was constant laughter, occasional sounds of singing and dancing, and the smell of alcohol.

"Yamada-kun, go and guide the train into the station." An order was given.

A Japanese soldier in the station hall walked slowly and leisurely, leaving the table very reluctantly. After all, there was no prior notice.

But just as he reached the station, the train stopped and the door opened instantly, leaving him stunned.

"beat!"

A voice that was familiar to the Japanese, yet incomprehensible.

In front of him were more than a dozen gun barrels, densely packed in front of his eyes, which made him wake up instantly, but in almost an instant, he fell into endless darkness.

The sound of artillery fire arrived as expected, and the sound of gunfire spread throughout the entire Beizhen Station. The Japanese soldiers were completely unprepared, and wailing sounds were heard everywhere.

It was just a wailing sound, which seemed so powerless amid the dense gunfire, like the chirping of insects under thunder, pale and indifferent.

The flames in each carriage were extremely dazzling in the daylight.

"The commander said, quick battle and quick decision! Kill!!" Wang Jiantang jumped off the train with a crooked-handled pistol in his hand before the train even stopped.

The soldiers of the first battalion got off the vehicles one by one and spread out to both sides because they wanted to spread out the gun line.

"Defeat them, the defeated soldiers shall be put to death..." Li Weiguo, who was in other carriages, was also moving at the same speed, holding a Type 99 rifle.

Leading the second battalion, he began to quickly expand the line.

Gao Jiecheng from the third battalion was also very fast, holding a pistol.

"Damn it, this is the downside of having a broken hand. Li Hongyan, show the momentum of the Third Battalion." Gao Jiecheng shouted in a deep voice.

Li Hongyan immediately picked up a Type 99 rifle. This Type 99 rifle had obviously been through a lot, but it was in good condition.

"Kill!" Li Hongyan shouted angrily, holding the Type 99 rifle that Wang Jiantang gave to their third battalion, and tried hard to imitate Wang Jiantang's moves.

The collective offensive of the three battalions was as powerful as a flood.

The soldiers in the train carriages jumped out one by one, and the scene of a team of thousands of people pouring into the station almost filled the Beizhen Station.

The sound of shells streaking across the sky resounded throughout the air, the whistling even drowning out the sound of the explosions.

boom.

Zou Min kept pulling the spear in his hand, the veins on his face bulged, and shouts continued to be heard.

"kill!"

Zou Min roared loudly and jumped off the carriage. He glanced at the side and saw that their speed was no slower than the three battalions of the regiment commander.

This gave Zou Min a great boost of confidence.