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

The night was hazy and the gunshots were like thunder.

On the hill south of Yangcun, bullets streaked across the darkness like flashes of lightning.

Amidst the gunshots, there were bursts of explosions.

"Zhu Zi, how many shells are left?"

Lin Tianchen looked at the red dots that were beginning to gather. He lay on the slope and asked Yu Chengzhu beside him.

The Japs clearly began to move to the right.

There is a point on the right where Lin Tianchen did not deploy any troops. Judging from these actions, these devils are not gathering for the purpose of attacking.

On the contrary, these devils have only one possibility, which is to retreat!

Although several rounds of artillery fire destroyed some of the Japanese's heavy firepower, we were still fighting back and forth with the Japanese troops.

Even though he saw that the Japanese had the intention to retreat, Lin Tianchen did not dare to act rashly.

"Company commander, there are still seven rounds." Zhuzi placed the mortar in front of him and responded.

In this battle, he fired a total of twenty shells, which gave him a great feeling.

Looking back on my time in the New 1st Regiment, I fought several battles, but none of them had as many artillery shells as today. There is only one word to describe my experience: awesome.

"See that place? Fire all the shells." Lin Tianchen moved closer to the pillar and pointed to a hill in the northeast.

Upon hearing this, Zhuzi looked at the box of ammunition beside him, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

"If the old doesn't go, the new won't come. Follow me, you don't have to worry about not having shells. Now I want you to help me knock out those firepower immediately." Lin Tianchen obviously understood Zhuzi's thoughts, but in this situation, artillery fire would open the way and knock out the firepower points in the northeast direction that were covering the Japanese's retreat, so that they could reduce casualties in the pursuit.

At the same time, we must disrupt the other side's retreat deployment arrangements.

Zhuzi immediately became more energetic.

"Captain, please capture some more shells for me."

"must."

"Look at me."

After receiving Lin Tianchen's affirmative answer, Zhuzi no longer hesitated. With excitement on his face, he immediately began to adjust the angle of the mortar.

He stretched out his right thumb and gestured from time to time, starting to adjust the position.

Twist the muzzle, load, and fire.

It was done in one go, without any drag.

boom!

A burst of fire broke out in the distant valley.

After the explosion, Zhuzi did not stop, but immediately reloaded and fired again.

Less than three minutes!

The remaining seven shells were all fired.

"Awesome..." Zhuzi let out a cry of comfort.

In a short period of time, he fired several shells. He wanted to experience this experience again after having experienced it once.

Seven artillery shells formed an artificial bombing zone. I watched as half of the red dot on the visual map in my mind disappeared, and most importantly, the formation was disrupted.

"Orders: Ding Jiaguo, lead the second platoon, thirty men, to suppress the enemy from the top of the hill. The third platoon will launch a feint attack from the southwest, cooperating with Wang Jiantang... to take more bites..."

Lin Tianchen gave orders one after another, and the soldiers behind him immediately began to pass on the messages.

"The rest of you, follow me and engage the enemy head-on!"

After Lin Tianchen arranged everything, he immediately picked up a gun and quickly moved forward.

Behind Lin Tianchen, one soldier after another picked up their Type 38 rifles from behind the slope, fixed their bayonets and rushed out.

At this moment, all the new and old grudges turned into flames from the muzzles of the guns in their hands and shot towards the Japanese.

In an instant.

Against the backdrop of the night, these people seemed like ghosts in the night. Most of the soldiers around Lin Tianchen had experienced two battles with Lin Tianchen. They believed in him without reservation and launched a fierce offensive.

The flames ejected from the muzzle were still so dazzling in the quiet early morning.

Not only that, shortly after Lin Tianchen led the team to charge, fierce gunfire was heard on the top of the mountain.

The chain of attacks and the wave after wave of attacks made the commander of the Japanese special forces look extremely ugly.

The artillery attack destroyed all the firepower points that were originally covering the Japanese retreat. The Japanese soldiers who had gathered and started to retreat saw the people in front of them starting to charge and were about to raise their heads to fight back when another burst of intensive fire came from the top of the hill.

Not only that, there were bursts of gunfire directed at them from the southwest.

It was as if it was the moment the artillery fire fell!

It was like they were surrounded!

On the entire battlefield, the situation was one-sided.

Originally, the fight was going back and forth, but now he was just passively taking the beating, without even the chance to raise his head and fight back.

"idiot!"

A burst of angry curses came from the Japanese trenches.

Just as he looked up, a bullet came at him.

Yamamoto tightly gripped the short knife in his hand. He knew at this moment that if he continued like this, he would only be waiting for death!

The entire battle seemed to be seen through by the opposing commander, and no matter how he fought, he, as the commander of the special forces, was actually led by the nose.

For him, who had studied militarized special operations in Germany, the rhythm on the battlefield changes in an instant.

But no matter how he changed, the enemy always disrupted his plans accurately.

This kind of battlefield situation analysis and control is something Yamamoto could not learn in academy.

At the same time, it also made him realize that this time he had really met a strong opponent, so strong that he felt suffocated.

boom! ! !

Another grenade came, causing a burst of explosions.

The entire mountain has turned into a pursuit battle.

However, although it was a pursuit, it was more like a drive away.

During the pursuit, we gave the Japanese a chance to escape and did not pursue them too deeply. This distance would not put the soldiers within the Japanese's firepower range, but would still allow them to attack them.

It was not until this group of Japanese soldiers evacuated from the foot of the mountain and saw their green pickup truck on a highway that all of them seemed to see hope.

"Kill, support the company commander..." Wang Jiantang shouted in a deep voice, and flames broke out in an instant.

Wang Jiantang was operating a machine gun and firing wildly, with a somewhat crazy look on his face.

A burst of machine gun fire came from the hillside beside the road.

In the dark night just before dawn, the flames ejected from the machine guns were like sickles harvesting wheat.

In the first round of strafing, seven or eight special forces devils fell down instantly.

The screams continued.

Once the general offensive began, it was like a tide, not giving the Japanese any time to breathe. One thing led to another, and the feeling of suffocation filled the heart of every Japanese soldier.

It was as if an invisible hand was strangling their throats, making it difficult for them to breathe.

And now the other party is releasing all his strength, trying to break their necks.

There is only one feeling, that is suffocation.