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

The sky was blood red.

Figures began to gather in the mountains and forests.

In the command room, Lin Huchun took out a bounty order from his pocket and said solemnly:

"Brigade Commander, be careful! The Japanese in the Northeast have issued a bounty on you."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the command room paused. The excited expressions of Wang Jiantang, Li Weiguo and others instantly became serious, and their eyes were all focused on the bounty order.

Lin Tianchen took the reward with some curiosity, but when he looked at the contents on the reward order, his expression became a little strange.

Who is this?

This was Lin Tianchen's first reaction. Just looking at the portrait of the one-armed and severed figure standing on one leg, he couldn't help but think of Ding Jiaguo of Heiyun Village.

But in appearance, he is completely different from Ding Jiaguo.

"Is this me? Or are the Japanese launching a psychological attack on me and insulting me?" Lin Tianchen was a little confused and looked up to ask the others, because he was really not sure whether this was a psychological attack on him.

The others looked at each other, speechless in their eyes. If it was a psychological offensive, then judging from the bounty order, the Japanese were taking it seriously.

They just couldn't explain why it wasn't a psychological attack.

"The cloak is nice, and the aura is similar, but the person in the painting looks like Ding Jiaguo to me." Wang Jiantang examined it and spoke in a speechless tone.

"These Japanese devils can't be defeated, so they start spreading rumors?" Li Weiguo came forward to take a look, frowned, and said swearingly.

In his opinion, this painting clearly defamed the image of the brigade commander.

"Brigade Commander, apart from appearances, how come this one-armed, broken-legged man looks like my brother-in-law...like Coach Ding?"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone present laughed and the discussion became louder.

In the corner of the command room, as the representative of the gang, Lu Zhenxing naturally appeared here. At this time, he lowered his head, his toes were digging into the ground, his eyes were floating, and his hands were still poking. He was very busy but didn't know what he was busy with.

"......." Lu Zhenxing was embarrassed, but he felt a little relieved in his heart.

I was somewhat glad that I had put my arm around the brigade commander's shoulders and urged him to work hard. Otherwise, if I had really brought the brigade commander's portrait back with me, something serious would have happened.

Just thinking about it, Lu Zhenxing couldn't help but frown.

How could the scene in the eldest brother's Pudong living room be in the hands of the Japanese? This gave Lu Zhenxing a very bad premonition.

Xu Jingqiang never receives outsiders in his living room.

This made Lu Zhenxing's heart sink slightly, and his eyes became a little sad, but then he became determined again.

The setting sun hangs over the mountains.

The wind carries us away, and the night covers us.

The large army left quietly, including some logistics soldiers, Lin Huchun and others.

"Shouzhong, Qing'er, when we return this time, you must make sure to hand over the command to Lan Pingli of the Tiger Guards Brigade. I am old after all."

Lin Huchun sighed softly. He had watched Lin Shouzhong grow up, and now he had put the path in front of Lin Shouzhong, letting Lin Shouzhong make the choice.

"Yes." Lin Qingmei nodded in agreement.

Lin Shouzhong nodded silently, quietly watching the team heading in three directions in the distance. He remained silent, his eyes became a little deep, and he became taciturn.

The moonlight is scattered across the vast mountains and rivers, and figures are walking on the rugged road. In some places, there is no road at all, but as more people walk, roads are naturally formed.

Lin Huchun glanced at Lin Shouzhong and said nothing more.

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Shanqing Airport is located on the coast, only about 30 to 40 kilometers away from the sea, and is a large strategic airport.

The moon is bright in the sky and the stars are shining.

The area around the airport is very flat, with avenues leading to all directions.

This place is a strategic location for the Japanese. It faces the sea to the south and is difficult to threaten.

To the north is Jincheng, and the airport itself is heavily guarded. Even during the peak period of the resistance front, there was no threat here.

Some places were already overgrown with weeds, but in the darkness of the night, human figures were faintly visible, forming a path.

"Commander, isn't it too risky to continue like this? And how are we going to retreat after the battle?"

Zhou Changyi, a former junior student who was following Chu Yunfei, whispered to him with a hint of worry in his eyes. He glanced at the sky and saw that it was very close to dawn.

We traveled at night and brushed shoulders with the Japanese troops several times.

There was one particular time when a whole army of more than 5,000 people and a small group of patrolling Japanese soldiers were separated by only a forest belt on the hillside. He was really frightened and broke into a cold sweat at that time.

But the order he received was to arrange for the entire regiment to pass quickly. As they went deeper, there were more and more checkpoints on the road. Every time he walked a certain distance, he felt that he might be exposed at any time. He was so frightened all the way.

"This is the Tiger Guard Brigade, not the Whampoa Military Academy. You have to learn to integrate and just follow the brigade commander. The wars you saw in textbooks were all fought well when the brigade commander led the team, right?" Chu Yunfei responded in a low voice. This rhetorical question made Zhou Changyi's eyes pause for a moment.

Zhou Changyi finally lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and shook his head.

Every battle that followed was textbook-level.

The two of them were talking to each other when Sun Ming came over and said in a low voice:

"Commander, the brigade commander asked us to direct our personnel over."

"hidden."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yunfei immediately spoke in a low voice.

As the order arrived, the soldiers skillfully hid among the grass piles in the mountains and forests.

Zhou Changyi followed behind Chu Yunfei, his eyes showing strong excitement. A big battle was about to begin.

At the front of the troops, there was a map laid out on a simple stone, and another map was hung on a tree branch.

Seeing Chu Yunfei and others coming, Lin Tianchen immediately waved his hand and spoke directly:

"Chu Yunfei, the Shanqing Airport is three kilometers ahead. There are two thousand Japanese soldiers there. We must quickly eliminate them, but the key is to destroy all the planes so that they cannot be repaired."

Chu Yunfei and Sun Ming looked at each other and nodded vigorously.

"Your mission at that time is to lead a battalion to attack the Japanese camp. The Japanese rest in this area at night." Lin Tianchen said seriously.

"Yes." Chu Yunfei nodded heavily.

"Zhou Changyi, take the Second Battalion and guard the left flank. There's a road leading to the outside world. I need you to seal this exit and advance into the airport from here."

"Xiao Shanzi, give them the map. I will personally command the Third Battalion to attack the front. Fang Bailu, turn off the radio and silence it. Notify the First and Second Regiments to start fighting simultaneously at four in the morning and execute the order." Lin Tianchen spoke one after another, not giving Chu Yunfei any chance to refute.

Chu Yunfei didn't think of refutation. After receiving the order, he returned to the designated troops as soon as possible.

The three airports were attacked at the same time in order to prevent the Japanese from having time to react. What needed to be done was to clear out all the airports that could be found around Jincheng in one wave.

Sanqing Airport.

Inside the airport, the lights were on, and the light from the searchlights shone briefly everywhere.

In the shadows, figures advanced silently in the darkness.

"Commander...Japanese patrolman." In the night, Sun Ming whispered beside the haystack.

At this moment, he watched with his own eyes as seven or eight Japanese soldiers in front of them formed a column and walked towards them.

Behind Sun Ming, the soldiers of the first battalion suddenly became nervous, their hands on the triggers, ready to fire at any time.

"Don't shoot until the gun is fired." Chu Yunfei alertly informed the other soldiers, raised his hand slightly, and quickly pressed it down.

The nervous soldiers couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Under the cover of night, the Japs' laughter became clearer. More than a dozen soldiers were lying in a small ditch beside the trail, with their guns casually slung over their shoulders. The Japs could see them as long as they lowered their heads.

This made Chu Yunfei sweat. He held the handle of the crooked rifle tightly in his hand, his eyes cold and murderous.

Just then, a dull sound was heard.

There were bursts of whistling sounds in the sky, accompanied by the whistling sounds.

In the pitch-black night, a flash of fire suddenly appeared.

boom!

"Charge the camp....quickly charge the Japanese camp..."

The moment he heard the sound of artillery fire, Chu Yunfei could not hold back and kept firing from the light machine gun in his hand, but he never forgot his mission, which was to wipe out the Japanese camp.

The Japanese soldiers who had been leisurely and contented just now suddenly became panicked, and several of them dropped their guns from their shoulders.

Chu Yunfei didn't care about these Japanese soldiers at all, but quickly led his team to charge. This was a huge opportunity, one that could reduce huge casualties but kill a large number of Japanese soldiers.

For them, time is life.

Chu Yunfei rushed towards the camp really quickly. When the entire battalion entered the camp, he breathed a sigh of relief. The "meteor shower" in the sky, with only sound, never stopped.

The scene of him and his artillery shells hitting the Yuancheng Airport was the same.

The difference is that more than 200 planes were like building blocks, and flames continued to devour them after the explosion.

Whether it was the hangar or the planes in the open air, they all turned into fireballs when the shells fell.

Wails.

Alarm sound.

At this moment, nothing is bright enough. The sound of gunfire becomes the symphony here, and countless flames illuminate the world.

The flashes of bullets were like thunder and lightning, continuously pouring down on the airport.

"The third company provides fire cover, and the first and second companies will push through directly!" Chu Yunfei ordered loudly, and the soldiers of the first battalion rushed into the camp one by one.

The guns in his hands fired continuously and the grenades at his waist were thrown continuously.

Many Japanese soldiers died in their sleep, and shouts were heard in front of the airport, attracting the attention of Chu Yunfei and Sun Ming.

"Captain...is that the Third Battalion?" Sun Ming widened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him.

The predecessor of their Fourth Regiment was the 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. After some changes in the middle, the original four battalions were reorganized into three battalions. The first and second battalions were basically composed of veterans, while most of the third battalion were new recruits.

But now.

When I looked at the third battalion again, I saw a group of shadows, each of them rushing forward desperately.

The shells fell right in front of them, and even some flaming planes, they were not afraid of the explosion, they just rushed over with guns in hand.

Some soldiers were running quickly on the runway looking for the next cover, taking turns to cover each other as they attacked.

The third battalion rushed directly into the airport and began to attack some warehouses.

"Quickly clear out the Japanese on the right wing! Grenades!" Chu Yunfei just took a look and immediately calmed down.

Leading a battalion, he began to clear the right wing. Similarly, on the road on the left wing, Zhou Changyi kept firing with the Jin-imitation Czech-style light machine gun in his hand.

If the entire battle situation does not go beyond the previous arrangements, the Japanese will panic and try to rush out from inside.

The entire Second Battalion's firepower points were like cutting wheat, and a large number of enemies fell down with one hit.

"Don't stop firing, push back!"

Zhou Changyi roared.

At this moment, he had a clearer understanding of what Chu Yunfei said. This was not Huangpu, but the Huben Brigade.

It was the Tiger and Leopard Brigade that frightened the Japanese devils in Shanxi, and it was the vanguard army that broke through layers of obstacles and was on the Northern Expedition.

Since his "sacrifice" in Yuancheng, Zhou Changyi truly felt that he had been reborn.

He began to truly understand who he was fighting for and why he was fighting.

Zhou Changyi kept shooting, but he looked at the battlefield in front of him with sharp eyes.

"Follow me! Keep up with the attack of the entire regiment." Zhou Changyi roared.

As the voice fell, figures appeared behind him.

Like a city wall of flesh and blood, every step you take erases the footprints of the Japanese invaders.

With every shot fired, the Japanese soldiers fell down.

The flames are purifying and the land is being renewed.

Zhou Changyi felt his blood burning, because he knew very well that the brigade commander's plan to clear out the Japanese planes was the Jincheng strategy.

That means that the real Northern Expedition is about to begin.

"kill!!!"