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

Eight Pagoda Mountain.

Late at night, the sound of gunfire continued. Even if the Japanese wanted to stop the attack, they had to ask Chu Yunfei whether he would allow them to do so.

The shouts and sounds of fighting were intertwined and endless, and the firelight made the night as bright as day.

On the outskirts of Bata Mountain, a group coming to support was rapidly approaching a hillside in the north.

"Platoon leader, I don't think you need to give us brothers special treatment. When we were in Pudong, we also fought street battles with the Japanese. I even killed three of them during the retreat. We will definitely not be a drag."

Xu Jingqiang lay beside Zou Min, his eyes were firm, his voice was low, and his hand was tightly grasping the spear in his hand.

While saying this, his eyes kept looking at the soldiers who were slowly advancing in front.

Finally returning to his hometown, Xu Jingqiang felt that his blood was burning, and now he was so strong that it was scary.

Zou Min, who was standing aside, turned his head and glanced at Xu Jingqiang after hearing his words. He thought about it for a moment and then slowly said:

"We must fight steadily and never be reckless. The purpose of fighting here is to annihilate the most devils with the least casualties." Zou Min said as he made a gesture to Song Zicheng.

"Of course, the brigade commander loves his soldiers like his own sons. Don't worry, platoon leader. When we were in Pudong, I always told you that bravery and recklessness are two different concepts." Xu Jingqiang nodded affirmatively. He agreed with this statement very much.

After all, the Tiger Guards had been fighting all the way, and except for the Soul-Slaying Pass, there had not been many casualties.

But the situation at Zhenhun Pass was obviously different. It was a battalion of troops blocking a brigade of the Japanese devils.

In his opinion, gang fights and fighting the Japanese have many similarities.

However, there is a difference between the fighting on the battlefield and in the martial arts world, and Xu Jingqiang also has a very clear understanding of this.

Xu Jingqiang suppressed the burning blood in his heart, staring into the distance, when he suddenly heard Zou Min's voice beside him.

"Ready to fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, rays of light appeared in Xu Jingqiang's eyes in the originally dark front.

The soldiers who had been lying in wait just now quickly stood up the moment the order to attack was given, and a series of whistling sounds passed over their heads.

As they charged, shells flew over their heads and landed in front of them.

Xu Jingqiang also clearly saw that the speed at which some soldiers ran was simply not like that of humans. They were clearly in the mountains and forests, but they ran as if they were walking on flat ground, and they kept firing guns in their hands.

boom!

A flaming tank suddenly exploded violently at this moment. Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire sky and earth. Under the flames, the tank was surrounded by the corpses of Japanese soldiers.

But after this explosion, a series of explosions were heard.

Because behind the Japanese, where the Ba Ta Shan artillery shells could not reach, the artillery company of the first regiment was clearing out the Japanese trucks.

There were bursts of explosions, and the flames rising from the rows of trucks looked like a wall of fire tens of meters high.

The heat waves came in waves, making Xu Jingqiang swallow his saliva.

"Platoon leader, we..."

"We're the first to ascend, rush..."

Zou Min shouted in a deep voice, and as the Japanese soldiers' attention was attracted, he quickly moved out.

Xu Jingqiang had just heard the sound when Zou Min rushed on the battlefield like a wild bull. Every time Zou Min rushed a certain distance, he would find a bunker for cover, and the people behind him would rush to the front quickly, repeating this process repeatedly.

The soldiers cooperating with Zou Min rushed to the front at almost the same speed. Although it was the final charge, they ran directly to the front of the entire regiment.

"Didn't you say it was steady...and we're already charging into the enemy's position?"

Xu Jingqiang's eyes were a little dull, because in the blink of an eye he saw Zou Min and Song Zicheng rushing to the Japanese position. After reaching the position, they picked up the heavy machine gun of a dead Japanese soldier and kept shooting at the surrounding Japanese soldiers.

Bullets were fired one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the suppression was achieved instantly. After suppressing a wave, they would cleverly use the Japanese positions to attack instead of staying in one place.

Xu Jingqiang ran with great strides, but he noticed something different on the battlefield. His feet felt soft when he stepped on the soil, which made it impossible for him to run fast.

This is completely different from running on the cement road in Pudong.

But Xu Jingqiang had just taken a step and barely caught up with the platoon when he was suddenly startled by a burst of shouting from the front.

"Daniu, gun!"

"The first battalion clears the right flank. Don't get entangled and retreat after the fight. Tell the third battalion not to rush too far forward and avoid a head-on confrontation!"

"Changsheng, if you encounter the Japs, immediately give the retreat signal."

Wang Jiantang was holding the machine gun, his face flushed. At the same time, he kept looking at the battlefield and gave orders quickly.

The sound has a strong penetrating power on the battlefield.

Xu Jingqiang looked with a somewhat dull look at a soldier who was taller and stronger than him. He was carrying an ammunition box on his back and loading bullets while running.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Before Xu Jingqiang could react, even more intense gunfire rang out from Ba Ta Mountain.

In an instant, the entire mountain was lit up with light, as if it were a mountain emitting golden light.

Attacked from both sides, the Japanese soldiers stuck in the middle were eliminated one by one.

Xu Jingqiang clearly saw that next to the truck that had just exploded and was on fire, some soldiers used the flames as cover.

"Brother, this is completely different from the fight between Pudong gangs..." Guo Yunming held a spear in his hand, his eyes a little dull. This battlefield was completely different from what he had imagined.

It's like heaven and earth.

When Xu Jingqiang heard this, he was already stunned.

"This is the real battlefield. Don't even mention gang fights! We are warriors!!!" Xu Jingqiang roared. At this moment, he understood that gangs and battlefields may have something in common, but the difference in level is too big.

It's like a martial arts arena where a tall and strong adult fights against a baby who has just been weaned.

Xu Jingqiang was full of vigor and ambition, determined to atone for his sins. He ran on the battlefield with Guo Yunming and others. Soon, Zou Min appeared in front of them.

"Retreat." Zou Min saw Xu Jingqiang appear and immediately spoke in a low voice.

"??? Aren't there still our soldiers in the mountains?"

"The brigade commander told us to hold the fight. As long as Ba Ta Shan is in our hands, it will be fine. If they want to attack Ba Ta Shan, we will attack. If they don't, we will retreat and let the Fourth Regiment come out to fight."

Zou Min gave a brief introduction, then skillfully and quickly scraped out some bullets from the Japanese corpses and ran to the rear.

At this time, Xu Jingqiang still felt a little confused on the battlefield that he had just adapted to. He had just climbed up the ladder, but at this moment, he quickly stabilized.

Charge like a madman, retreat steadily.

And the whole group was like this, which gave Xu Jingqiang the feeling that they were like two different teams.

But while Xu Jingqiang was still confused, a flare immediately rose in the sky.

Just by looking back, Xu Jingqiang saw groups of Japanese soldiers rushing towards here at the foot of the mountain on the left and right wings.

Just from what I saw, there were tens of thousands of people.

And there are quite a few traitors among them.

When his eyes fell on Bata Mountain, he saw that the entire hillside was covered with scorched earth, pitch black, without a trace of green.

At the foot of the mountain, piles of corpses were intricately intertwined, and blood and soil mixed together, like mud after rain.

And halfway up the mountain, he also saw many soldiers' bodies lying on the battlefield.

When he was in Pudong, he had always heard the news of the Tiger Brigade's victory. Now that he was on the battlefield in person, he realized that every battle was full of blood and fire...it was never a victory that was taken lightly.

Victory is never as simple as the few words in newspapers or on clear-text telegrams. Behind the word "great victory" are often the results of every gunshot, every drop of blood, and every soldier of the Tiger Brigade.

As he took a step forward, Xu Jingqiang's expression changed and became much calmer.

If he was full of passion at the moment of charging, then he is still passionate now, but reason occupies his brain.

Because he knew that the Tiger Guards' journey from Shanxi, Chahar and Yi to the three northeastern provinces was a bloody one, and there would be no lack of fighting.