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

Eight Pagoda Mountain.

Although it was night, flames kept flickering between heaven and earth, constantly illuminating the land.

The sound of gunfire continued to ring out, and in some places, huge fires had already started, appearing extremely dazzling in the night.

On the position on the mountainside, the firelight kept shining in Chu Yunfei's eyes.

"Commander, we are facing a Japanese brigade and mechanized troops. There are more than 10,000 Japanese soldiers harassing our flanks. There are too many of them. We have to find a way..." Sun Ming ran out of the trench, crouching down, and said loudly to Chu Yunfei.

Since the Japanese surrounded us in a crescent shape, there have been more and more Japanese soldiers in the entire Ba Ta Mountain.

Sun Ming felt that almost all the Japanese soldiers who went to Jincheng for support had arrived here, but the most important thing at the moment was the Japanese mechanized troops.

If the brigade commander had not brought a company from the artillery battalion, the artillery shells were relatively sufficient, and anti-tank fortifications had not been prepared in advance, making it difficult for the tanks to gain momentum, the current pressure might have been even greater.

"Have Zhou Changyi send in the second enemy troops and suppress them with a wave of firepower. They will naturally retreat after one wave of attack. The third regiment is facing more enemy troops than us. Since we have to camp on Ba Ta Mountain, even if the entire regiment is wiped out, they will all die on Ba Ta Mountain."

Chu Yunfei looked calm, without any fear of death on his face.

The Fourth Regiment has the largest number of people and is arranged at this position to guard the important road in the northeast direction. He knows better that if this point is lost, the entire layout of the brigade will be affected or even collapse.

Not to mention anything else, as long as Bata Mountain falls, the pressure on the Third Regiment will increase dramatically.

If Chu Yunfei was in the previous army, he would still be anxious and worried, but not in the Tiger Guard Brigade, because he knew very well that even if the entire regiment was wiped out, the brigade commander would drag several times more Japanese soldiers to be buried with him.

Since the Northern Expedition began, Chu Yunfei has never worried about death. As the saying goes, killing one will break even, killing two will make a huge profit.

What's more, the brigade commander might take the lifeblood of the Japanese.

"Commander, our brothers are not afraid of death. When the time comes, the wind chimes of our fourth regiment will definitely be the loudest." Sun Ming's tone was also full of calmness.

"That's right. Sun Ming, you go to the left wing and take charge. Hu Er, you lead the third company to the right wing! Quickly deploy the heavy machine gun fire on Hill 04."

Chu Yunfei gave orders quickly, and a figure crouched and ran towards the right wing, with a group of soldiers following closely behind him.

"Li Ergou, area 042, fire two shots!"

Chu Yunfei spoke loudly into the phone, holding the map given to him by the host.

Three or four seconds after the words fell, two shells instantly fell at the location Chu Yunfei mentioned.

Through the telescope, I saw two heavy machine guns and the surrounding Japanese soldiers being blown away. Ironware and flesh and blood fell heavily to the ground, and the two flames disappeared in an instant.

The heavy machine gun that had just been set up was blown up. Without fire support, the Japanese in this area were instantly subjected to intensive fire attacks.

In the darkness of night, the flames were like thunder and lightning, constantly venting their anger on the devils.

With such precision, Chu Yunfei clenched his fist and slammed the sandbag in front of him hard.

The artillery company has become a god of guns. Although there is still a gap between them and the pillars, this level of accuracy is enough on the battlefield.

Now he has experienced the feeling of the brigade commander pointing and shooting wherever he wants, but he does not have the brigade commander's insight, otherwise the Japanese devils in front of him would not bring him so much pressure.

In the dark night, illuminated by the fire, one could vaguely see a mixture of blood and mud forming a quagmire at the foot of the mountain.

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Jincheng, Pingtuo Mountain.

Compared with the artillery fire at Ba Ta Shan, the artillery fire here has decreased a lot, but the gunfire has become more frequent.

The density was like the sound of thumb-sized raindrops falling on the eaves.

These sounds left Chao Yixing, who was lurking on the hill a few miles away and trying to get closer, speechless.

Since he came here, he has seen the Japanese charge nearly twenty times, and the Japanese in the surrounding areas were like locusts passing through, and he repelled wave after wave.

Chao Yixing looked at the scene in front of him, envy evident in his eyes.

"It's been a whole day and night, and the Japs haven't made any progress at all." Chao Yixing muttered to himself. He never thought that the Tiger Brigade was so tenacious.

The firelight in the distance was constantly imprinted in his eyes. He could clearly see that when the firelight appeared, some soldiers on the position were running in the deep trenches.

Ammunition boxes were constantly being transported down the mountain, and the trenches throughout the mountain were like blood vessels, connecting in all directions.

And those warriors were like fresh blood, flowing continuously.

The intersection of flesh and blood and the land, the presence of people on the battlefield, has been concretely presented before our eyes.

After defeating each wave of Japanese invaders, the soldiers would not just hold their positions, but would start to flow like blood, filling every "wound" around them.

Looking at this scene, Chao Yixing was speechless, but at this moment, a strange noise came from the haystack beside him.

"Battalion Commander, the Japanese are still transferring troops from Jincheng...but the Tiger Brigade doesn't seem to be retreating."

Park Shucheng crawled out from the haystack nearby and lay down beside Chao Yixing. When he said this, his expression became very solemn.

The battle had been going on for a whole day, and the Japanese attack seemed to have never stopped.

Most importantly, the Tiger Brigade never stopped and repelled one attack after another.

However, Park Shucheng still looked a little worried. If the battle continued, the only thing that would await the Tiger Guards would be annihilation.

"We have launched more than 20 attacks, and the frontline positions have been captured nine times. Now it has fallen into the hands of the Huben Brigade. They don't seem like they will retreat if they fight this way. They are still transporting ammunition to various positions." Chao Yixing looked at them with shock in his eyes. He didn't know the casualties of the Huben Brigade, but the Huben Brigade in front of him didn't lose much combat power at all.

In other words, the casualties may be far less than those of the Japanese.

Under the cover of night, the flashes of heavy machine guns in the mountains could be heard from time to time.

A series of bullets looked like golden arrow feathers in the night, and flames appeared as the arrows fell.

When the flames rose, Chao Yixing clearly saw several Japanese figures lying on the ground in the firelight, but what greeted them was a grenade.

Although the Japanese fired flares from time to time, every time the flares were raised, white light illuminated the ground.

What we saw were bomb craters everywhere, and corpses were intertwined under the scorched earth at the foot of the mountain. The halfway point of the mountain had become a meat grinder. Under the attack of bullets and artillery shells, there were broken bodies and arms everywhere.

As Chao Yixing looked at the scenes in front of him, he put down the telescope in his hand, and the flares gradually faded away at this time.

"Is the Tiger Brigade going to fight the Japanese to the death here? No, this shouldn't be all of the Tiger Brigade..."

Chao Yixing expressed the biggest doubt in his heart at this time. When he first arrived at Pingtuo Mountain, he thought that the Tiger Brigade was fighting a small group of Japanese devils head-on. However, after observing for a while, he found that there were only a few thousand people here.

Now that the battle has lasted for so long, the Japanese are gathering and the troops are still charging. Their strength is nearly ten times that of the Pingtuoshan Tiger Brigade.

But the Huben Brigade has not retreated, which means that the main force of the Huben Brigade may be planning a greater possibility.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his eyes unconsciously fell on the position, his eyes full of shock.

After all, it is conceivable how high the morale of the Tiger Guard Brigade is, as it allows thousands of people to defend against enemies ten times their number and still maintain such high combat effectiveness.

Perhaps he was already prepared to die, Chao Yixing muttered to himself, his eyes full of envy.

"Battalion Commander, they are so strong..." Park Shucheng held the rifle tightly in his hand. They had fled all the way from their hometown. They had never organized a decent resistance, and since the Japanese landed in Goryeo, they had been sweeping across the entire territory.

Nowadays, there are still some people in their hometown who have been completely assimilated by the Japanese devils. However, after coming to the three northeastern provinces, although they also fell into the hands of the Japanese devils, they have never stopped resisting.

The team was broken up, but what followed was the Northern Expedition of the Tiger Brigade. At this moment, even when facing the Japs that outnumbered them by several times, they had no intention of retreating.

"We'll find a way to join the Tiger Brigade's battle."

"Participate?" Park Shucheng looked at the battlefield. Bullets were flying and artillery was bombarding each other. It didn't seem like they could participate at all.

"Even though the mountains and rivers were shattered, they never broke the backbone of the nation. This is what we should learn."

Chao Yixing's eyes moved slightly, looking at the trenches that were laid in the mountain like blood vessels, but his eyes were filled with a hint of desire.

It was a desire from deep within their hearts, a desire to bring this will back to their hometown, so that the people there could see that their backbone was still strong.

But Chao Yixing also had some doubts in his heart. How much of the willpower that has been passed down in this land for thousands of years can he learn?