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

Pudong.

July has arrived, and even at night, it is still a bit hot in Pudong.

Many drivers were sweating profusely under their thin vests.

In the surrounding area, there are many vendors selling herbal tea, which has formed the present Pudong.

In a Western-style building, Xu Jingqiang had a serious expression on his face as he looked at the map of the three northeastern provinces placed in front of him. His eyes became unusually deep as he stared at it quietly.

Only after leaving the homeland that I once found did I understand what hometown meant.

The end of the year is the time to go home, but the way home is long and slow. Even if there is a bright moon in a foreign land, it is not as good as a lamp in one’s hometown.

But the lights of my hometown had already disappeared under the high-pressure rule that lasted for more than ten years.

It is said that the place where the soul can be at peace is one’s hometown, but how can one find peace there?

After staring for a long time and hearing footsteps, Xu Jingqiang couldn't help but turn his head and look at Guo Yunming who walked into the lobby.

"Is there any news about Lu Zhenxing?"

Xu Jingqiang spoke with a serious expression.

"The message has been delivered, and the brother who delivered it has returned. The items have been handed over to Lin Lu. Meanwhile, Lu Zhenxing is also preparing to head north."

Guo Yunming's expression became a little agitated, and he spoke in an excited tone.

"Okay." Xu Jingqiang's eyes fell on the map of the three northeastern provinces again, and his face was full of seriousness as he stared at it.

"The brigade commander has already left Niangzi Pass." Guo Yunming paused slightly and added.

When the voice came out, Xu Jingqiang's expression paused.

"Select suitable brothers and open up transportation channels to the north." Xu Jingqiang said with a serious face.

After saying this, he didn't wait for Guo Yunming to recall.

Heading north...Xu Jingqiang's face paused and he let out a long breath. If it weren't for us and you preparing for the Northern Expedition, he would have forgotten that he had been away from home for more than ten years.

He looked a little lonely, reached into his pocket, and took out a pack of cigarettes. The flame started to burn instantly when the match struck it. He took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the smoke passed through his lungs.

The smoke that came out of his mouth was somewhat obscured in front of him, but looking at the obscuring smoke, his expression was full of silence.

"Those of us who lived in the mountains at that time have now started hunting." Xu Jingqiang's sudden words made Guo Yunming silent.

The cigarette was burning, and Xu Jingqiang was no longer as carefree as before. Perhaps in this life, he really would have a chance to go back with dignity.

Inside the lobby, the atmosphere was silent. After a long moment, Xu Jingqiang turned his head with a serious expression and looked at the picture on the wall.

Put your hands on your forehead, praying sincerely.

Brigade Commander, may all your dreams come true... Xu Jingqiang prays for peace and everything about his hometown.

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Baozhou.

From the Yuan Dynasty to the present, this ancient city has a history of more than 2,000 years.

After the incident, the Japanese swept across the country and gathered 100,000 troops here, but they were still defeated by four Japanese divisions.

Since then, it has been under the control of the devils.

This important hub, which reaches nine provinces in the south and three passes in the north, is firmly in the hands of the Japanese.

The management was extremely high-pressure, and anyone who disobeyed the management would be cleared out, which caused a sharp decline in Baozhou's population.

Inside a dilapidated solitary room in the city, there were bursts of rapid knocks on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door! If you don't open the door, I will shoot."

The sounds were very mixed. Apart from this family, the same knocking sounds were heard from several other families in the surrounding area.

Inside the room, a young figure quickly ran to the table, holding a cane, and prepared to go out.

"Kid, let's go." Liu Shenghong picked up his crutches, and two elderly figures behind him held him back.

"I'll go." Liu Shenghong walked towards the door with a cane.

But before he could reach the door, the dilapidated door was forcefully kicked open. Two men in yellow military uniforms came to the door and glanced at him calmly, as if it was not him who kicked the door.

"Old Liu family, it's time to collect taxes again, give us some money quickly."

"But didn't we guess a few days ago..." Before Liu Shenghong could finish his words, a stern voice rang out.

"How can you fool the Imperial Army with such a small favor? Don't forget that it's all thanks to the Imperial Army that you can live safely in Baozhou City."

The man in the yellow military uniform glanced at Liu Shenghong, then at the dilapidated courtyard. He then waved his hand and said to the people behind him, "Come here, remove the pots and iron locks from his house and confiscate them as ironware."

After saying that, the man in the yellow military uniform turned and left.

The people behind him rushed into the already dilapidated house and started smashing pots and collecting some rusty ironware.

Liu Shenghong was leaning on a crutch, looking at what was happening in front of him, his expression filled with sadness, and he didn't even say a word to stop it.

Because he had tried to stop it before, and his leg was damaged from that time.

Outside the door, Liu Shenghong saw many people begging, but what they got in return was ruthless beatings.

There were also many households, like him, whose iron pots and other things were moved out of their homes.

"When will this world end..."

Liu Shenghong looked at what was in front of him and murmured softly. It was not that they had not thought about leaving, but whether they were farming or at other times, the Imperial Army would always be watching them.

Liu Shenghong now regrets very much why he did not go south to join the army but stayed with his parents. But now, even if he wants to join the army, his legs and feet are no longer convenient for him.

Liu Shenghong looked at the scene in front of him sadly, but at this moment, suddenly there were bursts of rapid footsteps, and he saw groups of Japanese soldiers passing by the intersection at the end of the street.

For a moment, the Japanese soldiers stood respectfully aside, nodding and bowing.

"This is...the nth batch." Liu Shenghong's eyes flashed slightly. Since the day before yesterday, several batches of Japanese devils have entered this street from outside the city.

Liu Shenghong rarely saw such a troop deployment, and every Japanese soldier had a serious expression on his face, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

Liu Shenghong had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but suddenly.

boom!

The gunshot made Liu Shenghong shudder. He immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw the old woman who was fighting with the Japanese devils for the only iron pot in the house. After the gunshot, she suddenly became quiet.

His eyes were blurred, but also seemed to show some relief.

A Japanese officer passing by took a slow look and followed the advancing team.

The Japanese soldiers were moving quickly, and at the same time, the second Japanese soldiers were also moving things quickly. The family didn't even have the courage to cry, and they just blindly watched everything in front of them.

Liu Shenghong held his crutch tightly, his eyes fixed on the group of Japanese devils going away. A feeling of powerlessness filled his heart, but after so many years, he seemed to have gotten used to it.

Or maybe I'm numb.

When everything was over, the group of traitors left with their belongings, including some of the money they had collected and various iron tools.

The doors of the houses on the street were closed and no one dared to come out, except for that family who was guarding the body.

Liu Shenghong returned to the room with a cane, put down the cane, walked to a secret door alone, stepped in, and the light inside was very dim.

He carefully lit the candlestick and lifted a piece of rag from the side, revealing an old radio. He used a hand-cranked generator to send out the information that the Japanese had sent reinforcements to Baozhou at an extremely fast speed.

Walking out of the dark room, his elderly parents stared at him with cloudy eyes, but beneath those cloudy eyes, there was a hint of approval.

Liu Shenghong knew very well that his parents had more or less guessed his identity, but they had tacitly agreed not to mention it and had reached a tacit agreement.

The three of them looked at each other and fell into silence.

Everything in front of me is not life at all, it is just a way to survive.

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Baozhou, Taihang meridian.

For many people, the Taihang Mountains, which stretch from Peking to Luoyang, are a natural protective shield.

On a mountaintop in the Taihang Mountains, Wang Jiantang, Chu Yunfei and others quickly came to Lin Tianchen's side.

The accompanying command personnel were becoming more and more orderly. Lin Tianchen picked up a long branch and signaled Xiaoshanzi to spread out the map.

"This battle has two goals: to eliminate as many enemy troops as possible around Baozhou, to draw support from surrounding enemy forces, to increase the activity of this area, and to form a reliance on Niangzi Pass. If they can seize the opportunity, they can directly liberate Baozhou. It is also possible..."

"The other is to open a route north for us. According to my idea, we should fight in Baozhou, advance into the Taihang Mountains, create the illusion of an attack on Peking, then exit the Great Wall, go through Chengde... and directly attack Guiyang Mountain..."

"At this point, even if Baozhou isn't captured, it's already a two-pronged attack with Niangzi Pass... The Japanese will have to divide their forces to defend it."

Lin Tianchen gestured on the map, his words full of determination. He knew what this meant, but he had to say it. A stagnant pool of water must be revitalized. Either a hole should be created inside, or a stream of water should be introduced from the outside to make the water flow.

"This time we are different from other places. We will distinguish the traitors here from the public as soon as possible, and bury all those who should be buried." Lin Tianchen said in a serious tone.

Wang Jiantang and others nodded vigorously. There was no mention of the Japanese devils' solution in their words. The Japanese devils' solution had long been integrated into their bones.

"One regiment will take inventory. As soon as the battle begins, have the special operations company lead the way and capture these strongholds outside Baozhou City as soon as possible. Then we will deploy defenses. I will try to set up weak points in the north to allow the Japanese to break through. At the same time, you must also pay attention to prevent the Japanese reinforcements."

After Lin Tianchen finished speaking, he handed a map to Wang Jiantang.

The map was densely marked with the surrounding Japanese strongholds, with the heavy firepower and troop distribution inside drawn in detail, and some sentry points and secret sentries were also marked.

Such a map is too easy for the special operations company.

"Yes!" Wang Jiantang nodded heavily.

"Third Regiment, proceed to a stronghold three kilometers northeast of Baozhou. You all know the telegraph instructions."

"Hold this position until my telegram is sent."

Lin Tianchen's words were very serious. Xiao Shanzi immediately handed the map that had been prepared in his bag to Gao Jiecheng.

"There is no place that our Third Regiment cannot defend." Gao Jiecheng took the map and said solemnly.

The name of Tietuan was forged with the blood of the Japanese devils at Zhenhun Pass, so it is absolutely impossible that he failed to complete the mission.

"Second and Fourth Regiments, I will command this battle."

Lin Tianchen had a serious expression on his face. It was the first time since the battle of Yuancheng that he actually commanded a battle of tens of thousands of people.

Although it was also a surprise attack, this one was the largest and the first of its kind.

In this battle, the radio operations that had been trained finally came in handy.

However, all of this is based on the upgrade of the visual map.

Therefore, for him, this battle was not only a coordinated operation of large troops, but he was also learning to let go of each regiment. For the first wave of attack, he could use the map that had been scouted long ago and give it to each regiment commander to reduce casualties among the soldiers.

In the subsequent long-term contact, he must have cards in his hand to be able to exert a high enough intensity to ensure that the entire army will not be trapped in fighting alone.

"In this first battle of the Northern Expedition, you must turn this place upside down. Go for it!"

As soon as Lin Tianchen finished speaking, his expression became much colder.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"..."

After speaking a series of firm words, Wang Jiantang returned to the group and began to deploy troops to various strongholds according to Lin Tianchen's map to prepare to eliminate these strongholds.

Gao Jiecheng, with the three regiments, began to march northeast according to the route on the map, preparing to attack the stronghold and then prevent reinforcements from the northeast.

On the hill outside Baozhou City, Lin Tianchen handed the drawn artillery priority to Zhuzi.

The sound of gunfire from the Third Regiment was the signal for the entire brigade to start fighting.